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”Sensitive Girl”

★Toxic!Obanai Iguro x fem!Reader★ Synopsis★There was something Obanai found so beautiful in getting one of the strongest Hashira to whine and cum just from his tongue★ Includes★Bad decisions, making out, cheating, toxic relationships, cream pies, missionary sex, penetrative sex, titty worship, nipple play, nipple sucking★ ★W.C★3.3k

Obanai didn't do what he did for praise.

Slaying demons wasn't something he did to fuel his ego or feel better about himself. He didn't accept praise from his comrades. Obanai didn't take gifts counsel men offered after he beheaded the demon that slaughtered their daughter and sons.

So what was different about this time?

He had been on his way back home after a long mission of high difficulty, body bruised but necessarily battered. When he encountered a demon, attempting to eat a little girl. She cowered against the tree, she couldn't have been any older than six or seven.

Killing the demon was easy. It was weak, barely put up a fight against Obanai’s blade.

He comforted the girl, settling her on his back. Her shrill voice echoes in his ears as she directed him back home. But soon her directions were useless. He remembered this area very well. Obanai visited this village often, long ago.

Turns out the village leader had a daughter since the last time he came here. And was eternally grateful that Obanai had found his little girl.

He offered Obanai a celebration, in his honor, the following Friday night. And of course, the slayer was ready to refuse accordingly.

Until he saw movement in the corner of his eyes. It was a flash of a second, but he saw all he needed to see. Warm eyes and the ends of a pink kimono.

And suddenly his answer was yes.

—-------------------------

Walking into the celebration a few days later was a welcoming feeling. There were baked goods from almost every mother in the village laid out just for him, and village men shaking his hand in awe whenever they encountered him. The village kids swarmed him everywhere he went, begging to hear stories or his adventures as a swordsman. He told them, watered down versions of course. There’s no reason the kids needed to know the harsh reality of his job.

The night was fun so far, now with a belly full and social battery running low. Obanai found refuge in a corner. Of course you were feeling the same way. You were just like him in so many ways, but different all the same.

Your eyes, trying to stare at him with hatred, gazed up at him. He smirked, staring right back at you, noting that no smile graced your face in return.

“You don't look happy to see me” he says after what feels like years of charged silence.

“Because I'm not, you think you're funny, huh?” you question, anger building up in you.

But Obanai shrugs, having the audacity to laugh, “Just a little” he says.

“You hate parties so why the hell are you here?” you demand to know.

And Obanai answers you, though he thinks the answer is obvious, “I wanted to see you, it's been a while”

Your fists clench, “oh so you got the inkling to come see the woman you supposedly ‘love’ after 2 years!” You yell.

The anger in your voice gathered some of the village people's attention and Obanai was quick to pull you away to a quieter, more private area. He could tell you weren't done yelling.

“What?! “ you yell, furiously snatching your arm away from him, “ don't want the whole village to know what an asshole you are!”

“C'mon Y/n don't be like that” Obanai says to you, “we could always take the time to just catch up”

He grabs two glasses of wine, sitting on a nearby table, sliding one into your delicate hands. Obanai always did have such a way with words. A handsome man, with a smooth tongue was the perfect combination to make you hate yourself in the morning.

And he never failed to make you do so.

You and Obanai’s history was complicated. Just thinking about it gives you a booming headache. He had wandered into your village and swept you off your feet. He had you wrapped around his finger….and his cock in no time.

Too busy lost in pleasure to realize he was only using you for his.

But you fell for it everytime, let him make you think he loved you.

But after he left, you managed to get yourself together. Realized you were worth more than the way he treated you. You started to do the things you loved again. Found a man who treated you the way you wanted to be treated.

Sure he wasn’t as rich as Obanai, (And his cock didn’t fill you as deep), but he was sweet, exactly what you needed to heal your broken heart.

Yet here you were, drinking and being stupid enough to laugh with the man who had consumed your mind all these years. As if he wasn’t going to disappear in the morning.

As the night carried on, and the village children’s bedtime came around, the party fizzled down. Now it was strictly adults all stunk with the stench of alcohol.

“I should probably go” you say, placing your second glass on a nearby table. You preferred not to drink much, it was embarrassing to be such a lightweight.

Obanai, on his third glass, didn’t have that problem. He always did know how to handle his alcohol.

“Why stop the fun now” your ex speaks, taking another sip on his glass, “We were having nice conversation”

You nod, “Annoyingly, you’re not wrong. But my boyfriends probably worried about me, I should head-”

“Boyfriend?” Obanai interrupts you, and you recognize that glint in his eyes.

“Uh, yeah…It’s been two years, I wasn’t gonna wait on your ass forever” you roll your eyes.

Obanai scoffs, “Like he could ever compare to me”

And you cross your arms, “He can’t compare to you, cause he’s not an arrogant asshole!” you sneer.

“Yeah, Yeah, keep talking doll. He doesn’t have the cash, the status, or the dick to keep up with you” Obanai says.

The crude words have heat shooting up your neck and creeping to your cheeks, “I’m leaving” you groan, turning to walk away. And he doesn't stop you. Letting you go back to whatever loser you had thought was better than him.

“And I’m not” Obanai muttered under his breath as soon as you were out of ear shot.

—-------------------------

To your horror, Obanai had somehow found a reason to stay in your village.

For a whole week.

He had convinced your village leader that he needed a place to stay for a few nights, even presented him with a compensation gift for the trouble. Typical Obanai, getting his way with his money. Didn’t help that he coincidentally got to stay in a room at the nice old lady’s house across the way from your own.

Suddenly the man seemed to have a heart of gold because everytime you so much as looked out the window, or stood next to one. You got the view of the man shirtless, tending to the old lady’s garden.

You knew obanai very well, he wasn’t planting roses and harvesting tomatoes to be helpful. He was doing it to rub in the fact that only *his* strong arms could hold you down the way you liked. That only his scarred lips could kiss you just right. That *he* was the only man for you.

The worst part was. The displays were starting to get to you. What you would usually scoff at and look away from. Was drawing your attention.

And soon you couldn’t stop thinking about it. The way he used to touch you. How his tongue would trail down your body, focusing right on your pretty tits just the way you craved.

The need for him was consuming you. Just like it had two years ago. And you almost felt bad.

After all you were doing what you thought was a subtle tease right back at himk. Removing your kimono in front of a window you ‘accidentally’ left open. Freeing your hair from its ponytail, having it out and wild the way he liked.

It was like a game of cat and mouse. You had promised yourself you would stop playing your role as the rodent, letting the predator catch you and push you into the mold you had worked so hard to break out of.

But the straw breaks when your boyfriend has to leave town for a while.

Obanai had knocked on your door, sweaty with rough hands and you were already half naked. Underwear is the only thing keeping your dignity.

Though if you had any form of respect for yourself. You wouldn’t have let him in, and you wouldn’t have given into him.

Your boyfriend flashed into your mind as you scooted closer to Obanai on the couch, but as soon as your ex’s hand cradled your face, all you could focus on was the hunk of man in front of you.

The man you were dating was so sweet. He treated you well, like a princess. But maybe, just maybe you weren’t meant for love. Maybe what you deserved was Obanai. To be used as a toy for the night and be abandoned in the morning.

His lips found yours with pretend care, that you fell for everytime. And yours met his with leftover love you had convinced yourself was gone. You let him cradle your body, tongue easily taking control of the kiss as he sets you back against your sofa.

your hands graced the larger man's shoulder. He had somehow grown stronger than he was before. It was nice to finally touch what you had been admiring all week. What you had been yearning to feel again for nearly two years.

The two of you only pull away from the kiss when the need for air outweighs your desire. Obanai could kiss you, his tongue plunged deep down your throat, for hours. So you pulled away first, looking up at him.

Your face was flushed, just as the rest of you was. Everything was hot, everywhere was hot as you looked up at the man hovering over you.

His eyes were dark with lust, panting.

“W-we shouldn't do this…” you say, the weight of your words heavy in the air.

“I know” Obanai says.

And he's kissing you again, hands groping and fondling whatever he could reach. His kisses trail down your body, and the thrill of the moment sends a nasty shiver flowing down to your spine.

Your whines grew into soft moans when his hand came to cup your tits, your bra doing nothing to make you less sensitive. Obanai could already feel your nipples pebbling under the fabric between him and your tits. If this was the past, he would have taken his time with you. Kissed down your body slowly, worship your breasts and get you wet enough for him to slip in with no resistance.

But this wasn’t then. It was now. And he didn’t feel like waiting anymore. Skilled hands unclip your bra, throwing it somewhere. Then his lips were pressing over your tits. Mouthing over the flesh. Your back arches up into him. It had been…a long while since someone had focused on what you really liked.

There was nothing Oanai loved more than your pretty moans getting loud and nasty. Seeing your eyes dull over with nothing but need for him. Nothing in that pretty little head of yours but him. All it took was a flick of his tongue on your nipple and you were all his.

It was something you had discovered your first time with the Hashira on top of you. Your tits were sensitive, so sensitive just staying like this for a while and had you cum just as you would on his cock.

It didn’t help that he sucked just as he would on your clit, teasingly biting and sucking. Warm tongue rolling your nipple around while his free hand plucked and pulled at your other.

You couldn’t help but squirm, couldn’t help but tangle your hands in his hair and pull him closer. Praises of how good he was making you feel tumbling from your lips as your worries of your boyfriend slipped out of your head. Replaced by the man you had convinced yourself you’d never care about again.

The thin fabric of your panties was soaked in no time, uncomfortably so in fact. And now all you could think about was how easily Obanai could slide in now. Dick you down the way you hadn’t been in so long.

“Baby?.....” you pant, urging his head away from your chest.

He reluctantly relents and sits up, eyes staring into yours. His pupils were blown out too. And just like you couldn’t seem to think of anything but him whenever the two of you were together. What you didn’t realize is you had the same effect on him. Obanai could never get enough of you.

You can’t help the way you pull him in for another kiss, his strong hand bracing himself on your hip. “What do you need doll?” he mutters before letting you pull him in again, your own words whispered in the kiss.

“I need it” you whine and the words make him grin as he answers the way he knows will make your eyes roll.

“I know” he tells you, pulling away from your lips just to leave sloppy, messy kisses down your neck. While you're moaning, cradling his head closer to your neck, Obanai’s hands are reaching for your panties, inching them down your body. You lift your hips up and he presses a kiss to your jaw as a thank you.

He doesn’t even bother pushing your underwear all the way off, letting them dangle off your ankle as he throws your right leg over his shoulder to make more room for himself on the small couch.

By now he’s pulled away from your neck, looking down at the mess of you he’s made. Your skin is flushed, hot to the touch. Pretty bruises bloomed over your skin, bound to turn a nasty purple the next day. Not that he cared, he hoped your little boyfriend would go away after this anyway.

Your eyes watched as he reached into his boxers, pulling out his cock. It was always such a pretty sight. Thick and hard, that delicious upward curve trailing up to his pretty pink tip. It was embarrassing how bad you wanted him in you right now.

But of course Obanai was as mean as always, tapping his tip on your clit. Your hips jumped up at him, the moan leaving you not warranted by his actions.

“Wow” he says in awesome as he started to rock himself between your slit, fucking himself inbetween your folds, “This might be the wettest I’ve ever gotten you”

Your cheeks flush, not that he cares, still talking just as nasty as he always did, “Seriously do you hear yourself?” he speaks, leaning down to muffle your moans with a kiss as the sounds of your slick permeate throughout the room.

The sound was filthy. Your cunt really was sloppy. But that’s exactly what he wanted. You gasp when he finally slips inside of you, and you both moan from how quickly he bottoms out. Obanai doesn’t know how after all these years you’re still as tight as the first time he fucked into you. Warm, snug walls encasing him. You were the only woman he’d been with that had him trying not to cum too early.

The two of you thought the sounds from before were nasty but it was nothing compared to now. The constant plap plap plap of his hips rutting into yours was worse. He was so mean with his thrusts too. Not even bothering to start off slow, feeding you rough thrusts straight from the start.

You had your lip bitten tightly between your teeth, a hand resting on his bicep. Obanai winces, with a smile on his face as your nails claw into his arm. “That good doll?” he laughs.

And you don’t even care to chide him, not when he was this deep inside of you, tip running along the spot along your gummy walls that has you swearing you could see every star in the night sky.

“F-Faster” you beg and Obanai obliged. His pace in your cunt fastening. It was so easy to move within you. A little too easy.

When his cock slips out the first time, you watch him guide his cock back in restarting the pace. It was fun to see you so desperate, impatient for his cock, the only thing on your mind right now. When he slips out again he takes his sweet time tracing his tip around your entrance, enjoying the frustrated sighs leaving you. But with an eye roll you reach down and push him in yourself, other hand on his hips urging him to continue.

He does of course, having mercy on you and making sure his thrusts out are a bit more shallow. Wouldn’t want to make such a pretty girl mad.

Your cunt clenches as Obanai’s leans down to wrap his tongue around your nipple again, plucking and suckling on it as if his life depended on it. You moan as his hips grinded into you, circular motions making your toes curl as he plays with your tits. Just when he thinks you can’t get any tighter you do, gripping his cock to the point where his hips stuttered a little bit. He swore you were the only girl he ever struggled to not cum too fast with.

Good thing you were close, he could always tell because you would start spurting out nonsense. Anything from apologies, to thank you’s to jumbled up whines of his name. Whatever it was, it was gorgeous to him, nothing was hotter than hearing you scream his name.

“You gonna cum baby?” he asks you and you nod your head. You were so close you could feel it coiling in your stomach. You just needed that one extra push over the edge.

Seemingly, Obanai could read your mind, because his other hand joined the play on your tits, turning the one he wasn’t torturing with his tongue.

You cum with a pornographic moan, clutching onto him tightly. Obanai wants to smile, laugh at the way you twitch pathetically under him. But just feeling you cum around him had him tumbling right over the edge with you.

He was gonna ask, inside or outside, but it was too late. By the time he remembered the question he had already stuffed you full, fucking his nut deep inside of you.

Luckily you didn’t seem to mind, moaning as your urge your hips up, as you urge him to fuck his cum deeper into your cunt. Just trying to prolong the pleasure before you have to really think about what you two just did.

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Post nut clarity really is a bitch. Especially for you. When you wake up the next morning in your bed, you want to smile, Obanai had been so sweet taking care of you afterwards. Running you a bath, making you food, holding you to sleep as the two of you actually talked.

But of course, when you woke up, there was a note next to you. The same one he had left you all those years ago. That he had a mission to go on and he’d see you soon. But you wouldn’t let yourself get your hopes up waiting for him, not again.

You would dump your boyfriend and probably avoid finding the other. Just to ease the guilt when he comes around to fuck with you again.

Sigh, if only real love turned me on.~ Kinktober Masterlist|2024

Taglist: @nousija, @miiiturix, @kittylovecatssuff

[motuzi]

★☆«Kinktober ~ 2024|Demon Slayer Edition»☆★

★☆15 days of pure, filthy smut;) Demon Slayer style!!!!!!!☆★

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★toxic!Obanai Iguro x fem!Reader★

Synopsis★There was something Obanai found so beautiful in getting one of the strongest woman he knew to whine and cum beneath him★

Includes★Bad decisions, making out, cheating, toxic relationships, cream pies, missionary sex, penetrative sex, titty worship, nipple play, nipple sucking★

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Includes★Praise kink,Squirting,clit rubbing,strap-on use,stress relief★

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Includes★Deepthroating, dick sucking, sloppy head, clit rubbing, cum spitting★

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Synopsis★forget pussy drunk, have you ever seen Giyuu a slutty, whiny mess just because of your thighs. That shit'll kill you ★

Includes★Pussy eating,Squirtingg,clit worship, mini handjob, thigh fucking, overstimulation, lots of cum★

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[motuzi]

“P*ssy Drunk”

★Giyuu Tomiokax fem!Reader★ Synopsis★forget pussy drunk, have you ever seen Giyuu a slutty, whiny mess just because of your thighs. That shit'll kill you ★ Includes★Pussy eating,Squirtingg,clit worship, mini handjob, thigh fucking, overstimulation, lots of cum★ ★W.C★2.5K

Your face was flushed, and your hair was messy. Your thighs were quaking and you swore your vision was blacking out. 

Who the hell taught this boy to eat pussy like this. 

Giyuu’s tongue was toe curling, he was slurping the soul out of you. All the men you usually fucked around with. Football players, rich dudes. They couldn’t find the clit if it had neon signs pointing to it. But Giyuu didn’t have that problem.

He had found your clit, thirty…maybe forty-five minutes ago. And he hadn’t let it go since. You were joking, just playing around with the nerd when you told him you’d give him the orgasm of a lifetime if he ate you out. But he took it seriously. 

The only reason he was in your dorm room right now was because of a school project. Usually when you get paired with a loser like him you’d let them do all the work. But Giyuu, he was a bit of a cutie. 

You still remember the first time you got paired with him, and you didn’t think you’d ever go back.

You liked how nervous he got around you, how bad he stuttered when you got close. It was painfully obvious he was into you. And you loved taking advantage of it. That boy would do anything for you at the drop of a hat. 

Oh you needed a new pair of heels, he cashapped you two hundred in five minutes. You were too tired to do your homework, send it his way and he’d have it done the next day. Drank too much last night, he was ready with tylenol and ginger ale to help your stomach and your head. 

Sometimes he was too sweet, and you felt…bad for the way you treated him. 

But you always shook yourself out of it. He was a fun little play thing. And that was all he was. 

A pretty little toy with the tongue of a god.

“Fuckkkk….” you moan as he kisses at your slit, spreading your lips to fuck his tongue into you. 

Three times. You had said he had to make you cum three times to get you to return the favor, and he hadn’t passed anatomy at the top of his class for no reason. You were so easy to read, to break. You were a mess the moment his tongue flicked across your clit. Worshiping the bud with nasty, toe curling sucks that had you moaning his name. His name!

He had imagined it before, having you under him, hearing you finally thank him for everything he had done for you. Finally acknowledging him. 

But the real thing was so much better than his imagination. Your pussy was so pretty, so needy. He could tell from the way you reacted to him none of the men you had been with had ever eaten you properly. Never taken the time to kiss their meal before indulging in it, never appreciating the goddess’s thighs they were in between. 

Though he wasn’t like them, Giyuu wouldn’t make that mistake. 

He wanted you shaking under him, for your voice to be hoarse from calling out his name. And you gave him exactly that. 

You didn’t like losing control, to show more than you wanted. But his tongue was too good. How could anyone not give into such immense pleasure. He ate you out so good your body could barely handle the pleasure. 

The first orgasm he gave you was one of the best you’ve ever had. Your body arched up into the air so high you thought you’d fall off the bed. But Giyuu wrapped his surprisingly strong arms around your thighs just to drag you halfway off the bed securely and dive right back in.

The overstimulation took you by surprise. A man had barely given you an orgasm before, much less dived back in for seconds. 

Clearly, Giyuu wasn’t leaving here without losing his virginity. Which meant you weren’t getting let up on until you came a third time. 

The second orgasm hit you barely two minutes ago. And Giyuu didn’t even let you go for that one. His tongue stayed sloshing around your clit. 

It felt like all the air had been taken from your lungs. You didn’t cry, you never cried. But you wanted to, so bad. 

It was so unfair, how he was tearing you apart with pleasure so intense. You’ve never felt it before, hot white sparks flew down every vein in your body every time his tongue moved on you. 

The sounds in the room were so nasty, the filthy sounds of slick and spit permeating throughout the room. And you could feel it too. Everything was so wet. You could feel yourself sopping, but who could blame you. The immense wetness paired with the sloppy head you were receiving was the sexiest thing ever. 

“Oh my god, you’re g-gonna kill meeee!” you hiccup. 

Your voice is exactly the way he wanted it. Tired and desperate for him. All for him. It was so pathetic he almost felt bad for you, almost wanted to let up a bit. 

But when your pretty hands slide down into his long hair, pulling him impossibly closer to your slit he doesn’t feel too bad anymore. He flattens his tongue, a smirk on curling on the edge of his lips as your hips buck up into his tongue erratically, practically pleading to reach your peak. Not that he minded, his brain had almost gone as dumb as yours at this point. How could Giyuu be expected to think straight when those pretty stilettos he had paid for were scratching at his scalp so deliciously. 

A question leaves your lips as you grow tired of grinding, “P-Please, can you suck my clit a-again” you ask, peering down at Giyuu. 

Deep blue eyes gaze up into your own, and the hungry look in them makes you whimper. That was the first time you had ever said please before you asked him for something. He just had to make sure he rewarded you for using your manners.

His tongue licks a long stripe up your cunt before latching his lips on your clit, lavishing your hardened bud with all the loving it deserved.

A symphony of your whines filled the room, and you were squirming so bad he had to hold you down to stay focused on his target. One of his hands had a harsh hold on the fat of your thigh. The other pressed hard against your lower stomach to get you still. 

The pressure has your eyes rolling back in your head, too overwhelmed to warn him about what was coming. 

Blue eyes widen as Giyuu is sprayed with juices. It takes him one..two seconds to react before his tongue is sliding down to your entrance, one of his thumbs taking up for his tongue’s absence on your clit. 

You don’t make a sound, but you don’t have to, your pussy does all the talking for you. And she was having the orgasm of a lifetime. Giyuu could feel your cunt twitching under your thumb, and your spray of juices seemed to be never ending. 

But he takes care of your pretty pussy until she doesn’t have a drop of juice left to squirt on his tongue, until she’s spent out and tired just like you were. 

You peek open your eyes when you feel Giyuu pull away. And you almost wish you didn’t. 

Why the hell did he look so fucking sexy? 

His shirt was soaked, almost all the way through, and his face was no better. You could see the shine of your slick across his chin. His lips red from how hard he had been sucking on your clit. His skin was just as flushed as yours, if not more. And his hair was disheveled from your tight hold on his locks.

But sexiest of all was the look he gave you. Like the sight of you, a wet mess under him, was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. His eyes met yours and they never left as he pulled off his shirt. His movements erratic as he shucks off the rest of his clothes. 

You couldn’t help but gasp as his cock sprung out his boxers. It was…gorgeous. Though not girthy, he was sizely. Pretty pink tip sitting on top of a lengthy shaft. He was so hard it looked painful, veins easily on display. His tip was leaky, dripping on the floor of your room.

“...That’s three times” he says quietly, stepping up to you. 

Your eyes widen as he grabs you by your ankles, pulling your body closer to him. The tip of his cock slaps at your clit and you moan, a shiver running through you. 

“You’ll help me cum, right princess? That was the deal” he says, “Can i put it in mama?” 

The words are like liquid heat, and they send a fire to your cunt. It was a bit scary, how he had so much control over you, how he could make you feel like this so easily.

“You think i’d ever let you fuck me?” you say. It’s supposed to be mean, demeaning even. But it comes out as a breathless whisper. 

Giyuu frowned at your words, “B-but you said you would” he says. He wasn't the one who had just came three times, but he could have fooled you. His voice was so disappointed, so desperate, you would have thought he was ready to cry. 

And with the way he hugged your leg, eyes actually growing a bit glossy, you think he actually might. 

For some reason, the look in his eye tugged at your heart strings. It was that feeling that let you know you were giving in. But you couldn’t let him completely get his way. 

You bring one of your hands to your mouth, spitting on it. With that hand you reach down and grab Giyuu’s cock. And it takes everything in the man not to cum on the spot as you yank at his cock.

“Look at me” you bark at him, and he listens to your orders. 

“You’d have to make me cum five times and throw a couple hundred in if you ever wanna feel this cunt around your cock” you spit, “...But i suppose since you did what i asked so well, I ‘ll let you fuck my thighs instead” 

It’s not what he thought he’d end up with, but Giyuu knew you very well. It was either take this offer or leave with the rest of the project to finish alone in his room. 

He’d take thigh fucking the woman of his dreams over doing work alone in his room any day. 

“Okay” he agrees, voice hoarse as you let his cock free from your grip.

Giyuu maneuvers you the way he wants you and you let him. After all he had earned this. He slots his dick between your thighs, throwing your two legs over the same shoulder, effectively sandwiching the flesh together. 

He gives an experimental thrust, aided from the slick coating of your thighs. 

It feels weird…but good. Better than anything else he had ever felt before. 

You looked up at the man, his face contorting into so many different things. Pleasure, pain, almost every sensation in the book. But you could feel his dick twitching, clearly he wasn’t minding the new terms of your deal.

It took thirty seconds for Giyuu to grow addicted to having you under him like this. And thirty seconds to start whining. 

Every Time he thrust forward, his tip would knock against your clit, and in no time, he had you moaning right along with him. While yours were low, quiet moans. Giyuu clearly wanted the whole dorm hallway to hear the two of you.

He was so loud, so whiny. But he couldn’t find it in himself to care. Your thighs were so thick and smooth, hugging his cock tightly. And the warmth of your cunt along the underside of his cock was driving him crazy. It was so wet, your slick sticking to his cock, only making it easier for him to fuck your thighs faster,

Giyuu just looked so…pretty like this. Eyes shut tightly as he humped his cock along your thighs, the most desperate moans leaving his mouth. He looked like he was gonna lose his mind if he sped up any faster, but that didn’t stop him. 

From the sounds of skin slapping together in your dorm, it almost sounded like he was inside you, dick deep in your guts. If he was inside you, you were sure you would have come by now. Hell, you were close just from occasional nudges of your clit. 

There was so much pre spilling along your thighs, you didn’t even know it was possible for a guy to be so turned on. It was such an ego booster. To know that the man fucking your thighs was a hot mess because of you. 

“Such a messy cock baby” you giggle.

The sound of your laugh and your words has Giyuu’s brain short circuiting, eyes open to look at you. You’d never called him that before.

It felt so good he could barely answer you. “I-I can’t help it” he whines.  And you smile, “I know baby, I know” you coo. 

“Bet you’re ready to cum all over me, huh? Little cock ready to blow” you tease.

It’s meant to be mocking but the intention goes right over Giyuu’s head. Because you were right. He was about to blow. 

“M’gonna c-cum princess” he mutters.

The confession makes you squeeze your thighs around his cock harder than before, and the friction isn’t lost on him. 

You weren't even worried about yourself any more. Finding yourself a bit too desperate to name him cum. 

“Go on baby, make it messy f'me, yeah?”you say. 

He wants to warn you, but just like you earlier.  The pleasure was too overwhelming for him to speak. But not too much to stop him from whining. You gasp as his cum shoots all the way up to your tits. There’s so much of it, you can only imagine how pent up the poor boy was. 

Giyuu had never cum with the help of another before, and no his virginity hadn’t been taken that day. But he had found something he thought he could stay addicted to forever. 

Your thighs were heaven and even after such a nasty orgasm, he couldn’t find it in himself to stop. How could he? You just looked so pretty covered in his cum. 

And he swore he was gonna lose it when you scooped some of his cum off your fat tits and licked on it.

The overstimulation was bad, and it hurt. But it felt so fucking good to be trapped between your thighs. 

He swore he could stay between them forever, or until his cock was shooting ghosts. 

Plus, you didn't seem to mind his desperate thrusts between your now cum covered thighs. Infact, the finger bitten between your teeth showed you had almost been enjoying this as much as him. 

Almost.

YOU’LL HAVE TO PRY SUBBY GIYUU FROM MY COLD DEAD HANDS!!!!!!!~ Kinktober Masterlist|2024

[motuzi]

oml i love ur fics sm + im so glad i js discovered ur blog ! <3

if i may, could u do “things giyuu says during sex” ? its totally fine if not + its no rush

THINGS GIYUU SAYS IN BED

a/n: why did someone on pinterest say he’s the water pillar for a reason lmaoaoaaa. also i’m rlly glad that i’m getting more kny requests, pls don’t stop :)))

“n-no, it feels good. don’t stop.”

“you’re supposed to keep your hands on the headboard y/n,”

“eyes ahead pretty, what’re you lookin’ back here for hm?”

“on your back .. lay on your back y/n.”

“of course it fuckin’ feels good. st-stop asking me stupid questions.”

“it’s not gonna fit if you don’t relax .. you’ve got to relax sweetheart. rub your clit.”

“look at yourself in the mirror .. you look like a fuckin’ slut.”

“i think i wanna take my time tonight .. show every part of you love .. hey, no squirming.”

“i said you ride like a fuckin’ p-pro. fuuuck.”

“do it yourself. i’m not helping tonight, remember?”

“hold your legs—ohh, fuck.”

“can you breathe? breathe for me baby .. we’re done. it’s alright.”

“i don’t want to talk about it .. i just want you to open your legs for me.”

[motuzi]

Needy - Obanai Iguro x Fem! Reader

In which Obanai makes you squirt for the first time.

"Oh?"

Warnings: squirting, rough sex, clit slap, overstimulation, crying, intense orgasm, mean obanai kind of??? sorry its short, saw him in the new season and couldn't get the idea out of my head of obanai and his needy princess. Word count: 0.8k NOT PROOF READ

You can feel the slick coating your inner thighs, can hear the squelch it makes as your lover pounds you into oblivion. The essence of your previous three orgasms makes you embarrassed and you're thankful for the pillow your heads dug into, muffling your dazed moans and whispers.

His hand travels along your back, looping under your stomach to come in contact with your aching clit. Your body jolts, he hasn't started rubbing yet but your clit has already been vigorously rubbed into your last two orgasms and can't take anymore. You try to push away when he starts the tantalising circles, the only thing that does is piss the serpent hashira off and force you into an even deeper, more punishing arch, causing his length to hit further inside of you.

You choke on air, hands fisting the pillow even tighter as you try not to scream into it. There's a coil inside of you, it's getting tighter and tighter and it's bordering on painful. It feels different. Your eyes are squeezed shut in concentration, droplets of sweat racing each other on your tense body. You've never needed to concentrate so hard before, your usual babbling was exchanged for silence, teeth biting down on your lips harshly, trapping the sounds. The pressure is making you lightheaded and dizzy and you're struggling to breathe.

Obanai was intrigued. He's never seen you so silent. So still. So obedient. "You okay?" He asks after studying you.

You turn your head to the side so you can breathe, gasping out an airy yeah between panicked breaths. This feeling is consuming you, it's taking over your body, a sensation you've never felt before. Your in conflict with yourself, your back is arching further, pushing yourself back as far as you can go to feel him hitting you deeper, but your hand moves like lightening to grab your lovers wrist, weakly trying to get him away from your poor clit.

Obanai tsks under his breath, clicking his tongue in disappointment after. He bats your hand away, reattaching himself back to your clit to circle it with more pressure. His other hand, that was on your hip, cages both of yours and forcefully pulls them behind your back, causing his body to hover over yours and his thrusts to become more bruising.

"Never do that again." He warns in a low voice, right next to your ear, finishing his statement with a harsh slap to your clit that has you choking on a sob.

"Ob-Obanai! Don't! I- I can't. Dunno what's happening — fuck!" Your voice sounds watery, like you're going to cry any second. Your body stiffens, a coursing flame travelling throughout you until you're completely alight. "G-god Obanai! I cantttt!"

Obanai's two toned eyes widen in interest when he feels a spray of liquid hit his thighs and coat the futon, dripping from your legs as the spray continued. "Oh?" He whispers in your ear, before dragging you up to hit the back of his chest. He splays four of his fingers against your clit, prolonging your orgasm and forcing spurts of cum from you with so much force that they push him and his seed out of you, all the whilst his other free hand settles on your throat, squeezing lightly.

You're crying now, you'd never been so overwhelmed before in your life. A few more weak spurts follow and then they stop and he cups your soaking heat after letting his thumb brush over your clit. A cry tears from your throat, salty tears cascading down your flushed face. Your shaking, convulsing, muscles spasming.

"You're okay, princess," he whispers, voice as smooth as silk, deep and inviting. His cold hands slither around your waist to turn you around in his hold, two toned eyes observing you with intensity. He watches how your hands eagerly wrap around his neck, your shaking body collapsing in his embrace whilst you snuggle into his neck. Needy. You're so needy for his comfort, for his praise, for him to bring you back to reality after the brutal, overstimulating sex you both had. You were needy and he loved it. Adored it even, because you needed him. Couldn't possibly be okay without him. You were his. Only his.

"O-Obi," you whimper into the crook of his neck, dampening his skin with your tears.

"What's wrong, princess?" He rasps, his hand instinctually rubbing soothing circles into the soft skin of your back.

"Dunnooo," you whine. "J-just need you, Obi."

He smirks in response, kissing your head as he comforts you, relishing in your neediness. Music to his ears.

[motuzi]

『 First Time 』

☼ synopsis: You're the serpent hashira's first.

☼ character: Obanai Iguro

☼ wc: 2.9k

☼ cw: female!reader, afab!reader, no dynamics, virginity loss, experienced reader, handjob, mutual masturbation, oral (reader giving), cum eating, fingering, creampie, slight overstimulation

☼ Kinktober masterlist

Being with Obanai was an experience itself, every time you made it over one wall around his heart, you found yourself facing another one. It's not that you minded it, you would climb and tear down thousands of walls over and over again if it means having him in your life. The first time he dared to kiss you was the first time you stayed the night at his place, the room pitch black and any source of light long erased before he took his bandages off. He felt so stupid for behaving like this but he didn't want to risk losing you, he just couldn't. His cold hands were holding yours so you wouldn't cup his cheeks when his slightly chapped lips gently locked with yours. It felt as if a ghost was kissing you, a touch barely there. “Nai… I won't break,” you whispered against his lips when you pulled away ever so slightly. The shuddered breath against your lips broke your heart, his nerves clear on display because he knew you could be able to feel the scars if he moved in any closer.

Little did he know when morning came and the smallest specks of sunlight illuminated his face you could see what he was hiding behind the bandages that were now shifted and you found yourself staring. Uneasy at the feeling of being watched he woke up, the blood in his veins freezing when he felt the morning air hit his bare skin and saw your eyes on his face. His first thought was to cuss you out, to shut you out of his life but these thoughts evaporated when your soft thumb gently caressed the long scar on his right cheek, your face coming closer to his. “You don't need to hide from me… you're beautiful, Obanai Iguro,” you whispered and the next thing he knew were that your lips were back on his. How could you say such things? Didn't you see how disfigured his face was? But his racing mind had no choice against the love you showed him, tender lips locking with his, your hands cupping his cheeks and once you pulled away you looked at him as if he put the sun and all the stars in the sky just for you. His heart skipped a beat when he realized just how much you feel for him and that you accept him the way he is.

The relationship moved slow and steady and you never once pressured him into anything he's not fully comfortable with, always asking consent before holding his hand or kissing him and most importantly, you let him initiate new things so he wouldn't get uncomfortable. The first time his tongue danced across your lips took you by surprise, but you gladly let him enter, swirling your tongue around his as the kiss grew more intimate and his grip on you became more desperate. He wanted to be closer, bodies next to each other and touching wasn't enough. Every pore of his body was screaming for you, yearning for your love and gentle touch but he pulled away - not allowing himself to have you, not yet at least. Your body felt like it was on fire, yet you didn't stop him from retreating since you knew that giving his body to you entirely takes so much of him and he's simply not ready for it yet.

When he allowed you to touch him for the first time it was once again pitch black, the darkness giving him some security because you wouldn't be able to see him completely. Your hand slowly traveled down his lean body until you reached the hem of his pants, the bulge you grinded against while making out moments before so prominent beneath the fabric. Despite his well controlled breathing he struggled to do so this moment and you hesitated to reach into his pants - did you change your mind? Did you realize he's not good enough for you? His mind was racing once again and you leaned your head onto his shoulder

“Nai…Breathe,” you reminded him, feeling that he was holding his breath for a while now and only when he exhaled shakingly, you caressed his abs again.

“We don't have to-” you began but he bucked his hips towards your hand. “I need you to,” he whispered, fearing that any other volume would tear this moment apart and he hated to admit how his body was screaming for your touch.

You nodded silently and breathed in his scent before kissing his neck gently, your hand slowly disappearing into his pants and a little strangled “ngh” escaped his lips when he felt your hand stroke over his hard length for the first time. Unsure what he even imagined it to feel like, it exceeded his imagination, the feeling his own hand gave him couldn't be compared to yours. Smiling against his skin you smeared his pre cum over his tip before pumping his shaft with a little pressure at a slow pace. Obanai’s slender hands clutched onto the sheets at the feeling, jaw tensing up as he tried to hold any noises back but you could hear him pant hard - cock twitching after mere seconds of your touch and you retreated your hand.

“Nai… could you take them off?” You whispered into his ear, not wanting to stain his pants from making him release within their confides but he shook his head “it's enough,” he mumbled back, not wanting to get you dirty with his cum, you deserved better.

You wanted to protest, to give him the sweet release he craved and also earned but you respected his boundaries and simply cuddled up to him, the wetness between your legs not important. Patience was the key and when he's ready to bring you pleasure he would let you know, until then you would just touch yourself silently in the bathroom so he won't notice and feel bad about it - he knew though but he never brought it up, unsure how or if he could pleasure you properly.

Giving him handjobs became more and more frequent and sometimes he finished it himself, not allowing you to please him to completion just yet. One day you had a small idea and gave him a little smile instead of letting your hand wander down his body like so many times before

“Can you touch yourself for me? This time without anything on?” You asked curious, wanting to see his reaction and he surprisingly nodded, slowly undressing you but he couldn't hold your gaze when he opened his pants so you reached for his hands, gently kissing them.

“Wait. Let me just-” you hummed and turned to stand behind him, back to back as you took your top off as well, skin touching skin now and you could feel the goosebumps erupt on his skin from feeling you this close.

“We can stay like this and just touch ourselves, yes?” You suggested, always making sure he was okay and the next thing you felt was how he lifted his hips ever so slightly to take his pants off, now sitting bare behind you which made you follow suit.

Obanai was the first to initiate it, his slender hand wrapping around his pale cock and slowly stroking it up and down just like you always did for him. The previous make out session left you drenched, almost grinding yourself to completion on his bulge but you didn't want to tease yourself further, eager fingers dipping to your core to gather some slick before rubbing your fingers over your clit. The sweetest noises escaped your mouth when you could feel your lover leaning against you for support, the slick noises of your fingers curling inside your velvet walls almost driving him insane with lust until the knot in his abdomen snapped, releasing over his hand with a strangled moan, letting you follow suit as you came around your own fingers, your other hand rubbing your clit in fast circles as you moaned his name. Hearing his name moaned like this let the blood freeze within his veins, but it would be his new favorite noise of yours, letting him hear just how desperate you are for him as well.

“Can I turn around?” You asked softly, voice barely above a whisper as he gave you a noise of approval in return, feeling your arms wrap around his upper body only a second later and you slowly reached for his right hand, kissing his shoulder.

“You're so beautiful Obanai… so perfect,” you hummed into his ear as you brought the cum covered hand closer but he locked up, not letting it close to you.

“Let me taste you… I promise it won't harm me,” you reassured him and he gave in, not wanting to deny you anything but his head fell back against your shoulder when you took two of his fingers into your mouth, your tongue working over them as if it would be his cock. Once they were all clean you pulled away with a lewd pop, hiding your face in his neck right after when you saw the blush on his cheeks, knowing exactly what he was thinking. Maybe next time he would allow you to fulfill that fantasy of his.

These little moments went on until he was comfortable enough to face you while you gave him a handjob, eventually allowing you to wrap your soft lips around him and he swore that if a heaven existed, he made it there in these moments. His hips were bucking aimlessly as you bobbed your head up and down his length at a fast pace, one of his hands clutched over his mouth to keep the noises at bay while the other held onto the sheets for dear life. The twitching of his cock let you know that he was close and every time you could feel the anxiety rise up so you looked up into his eyes as you soothingly ran your hands over his thighs, nose nudged against his pubic bone and it did the trick for him. Seeing you so cockdrunk from giving him pleasure let the butterflies in his stomach go wild and he released down your throat as the softest groans escaped his lips. He didn't mean to buck his hips further in your face but it felt so good when you swallowed around him, he just couldn't get enough when his mind started to wonder how tight and warm your cunt would feel around him. A twitch of his cock made you pull away, your saliva slowly running down from his tip to the base.

“Do you want me to go on?” You asked slightly surprised since he wasn't so eager for more after he came, far too sensitive and growing reserved again which you respected. He nodded in response, trembling hands pulling you onto his lap by your hips, staying there to hold you tight and you got what he wanted, smiling down at him.

“You sure about that?” You asked just to confirm your suspicions and earned another nod, followed by a soft but firm “yes”

Gently you took one of his hands and guided it towards your mound and let go again. Obanai stared up at your eyes, looking a little lost and unsure how to proceed and if it would be any other time it would have made you giggle but you didn't want to ruin his newfound confidence in physical intimacy.

“You saw how I touched myself… Can you do it for me? It will make it more pleasurable to take you after,” you explained, parting your legs a little further to make it easier for him to reach your dripping wet cunt.

He gulped but nodded, the image of how you rubbed your clit before two of your beautiful fingers dipped into your core was burned into his mind and he recreated your movements as if it's second nature. The way he massaged your clit in circular motions made you gasp, grinding your hips against his hand to get more friction but he got the hint, giving you exactly what you needed. Obanai might be inexperienced but he observed your reactions to everything, taking mental notes on what made you moan louder as he slowly pushed two slender fingers into your heat, moaning in sync with you.

Your velvet walls were so tight around his fingers already, making him wonder how he would fit inside of you. A spongy spot within your core took his attention when the pads of his fingers pushed against it, letting your moans raise in pitch and taking him off guard out of fear he hurt you but the way you clenched around his fingers let him know otherwise.

“God you're so good at this… I'm so close,” you mumbled mindlessly between moans and it fueled Obanai's need to get you to come undone from just his fingers as he repeatedly curled his fingers against your sweet spot. The moment he brought his thumb down to play with your clit, it was over for you, your walls spasming around his skilled fingers and his name falling off your lips like a prayer. He almost came untouched by the angelic sounds you made, making him love his name as he watched your orgasm take over your body only to slide his fingers out of your tight cunt when you’d calmed down.

With a curious expression he brought his hand closer to his face, your slick almost dripping from his fingers as he pushed them past his own lips to taste you, just like you tasted his seed. His pupils blew wide and he groaned when your arousal melted against his tongue like silk, never having tasted anything so divine and he knew that he wanted more, growing hungry for your sweet release but you snapped him out of these thoughts, seemingly reading his mind.

“Another time, Nai… do you want to-?” You asked quietly, hoping he didn't change his mind because you needed to feel him inside of you. Once more he nodded, confirming that he wanted more as you positioned yourself above his achingly hard cock before holding his shaft to line him up. He took a deep breath when his tip touched your folds for the first time and despite wanting to hold back on his noises, a desperate “ngh” escaped his scarred mouth when you lowered yourself onto his dick. You placed his hands on your hips so he could take control, unsure how slow you needed to be but he pushed you down in just one thrust, fearing he would die if he couldn't be inside of you entirely. The harshness of this thrust knocked the air out of your lungs and you fell forward into his arms.

“Hmm just like that," you encouraged him when he began to thrust erratically, the slight curve of his cock letting him hit just the right spots inside of you and the strength his thrusts held pushed you to the edge once again.

Obanai had to flip you over, needing to rut into you as if it's the last thing he would do. Desperate for your moans, struck by the love you held for him, he came unexpectedly, the tight heat of your velvet walls far too much for his virgin cock to handle. His eyes were screwed shut as breathless moans fell from his mouth, making him look ethereal above you, the dim light illuminating him just right.

It didn't matter to you that he came early, not having expected for him to last long during his first time but it clearly bothered Obanai who brought his hand between your bodies that were glistening with sweat so he could rub your clit once more. “I need to feel you around me,” he mumbled into the crook of your neck, overstimulating himself by staying inside of your pussy but it was all worth it when the knot in your abdomen snapped a second time, your back arching so beautifully against him as your cunt fluttered around him, milking him of everything he had to give. Your orgasm was enough to trigger another one of his, only able to pant and whimper into your neck as he fell apart, eventually just resting his weight on top of you.

Gently your arms slithered around his slim frame, enjoying to have him this close for once before it got too much for him, having to excuse himself from your embrace, still needing to get used to being held for an extended period of time but you didn't mind, simply kissing his shoulder before getting up, his seed slowly running down your thighs in the process and the view sent a shiver down his spine at the thought of having released inside of you. He didn't mean to taint you with his cum but he knew that you would have wanted it that way so he gave it to you.

“Are you coming? I drew a bath,” you called out from the bathroom, hoping you could soak your sore body in the hot water with your lover together. He sure was inexperienced but his will to be enough for you sure made up for it.

Networks: @pixelcafe-network @interstellar-inn @houseofsolisoccasum

[motuzi]

Thinking about big dick Chifuyu who doesn’t know how to handle the gift God has given him

You two have been in bed for what feels like hours trying to get his dick to fit inside you and it’s more of a task than either of you imagined. He’s eaten you out over and over, sucking and licking at your clit while putting three fingers inside you to try to open you up more. Though you’ve already come multiple times, it hasn’t been while he’s inside you and it’s making both of you crazy.

“Just jack me off.” He sounds defeated as he starts to move away from you. “This isn’t going to work.”

You grab him by his face and pull him back in for a kiss.

“Don’t say that. We can figure this out. We just have to try something else.” You counter.

He sighs and sinks back down on top of you.

“We’ve been trying forever. I can’t get it in.”

You distract him with a make out session while you develop a new game plan. He’s in the process of placing kisses all over your neck when you realize what you have to do.

“Chifuyu?”

“Hmm?”

His eyes meet yours and they’re dark with lust.

He needs to cum and he needs it badly.

“You just have to push it in all the way. Don’t stop until you’re deep inside me.”

His cock twitches against your thigh, and you know he wants nothing more than to tear you in half. But sweet chifuyu thinks with his head and not his cock so he’s still hesitant.

“I don’t know, baby. I don’t want to hurt you.”

You've been waiting since the first time you laid eyes on him for this moment and are more than willing to do anything to make it work.

“I can take it. I promise.” You pull him in and press your lips to his again. “Just fuck me, Chifuyu.”

He’s cautious sliding back into you, and when you’re already gasping and wriggling away when he’s only a third of the way in, you feel him start to draw back.

“No! Don’t stop. I can take it, I promise!” You plead, though he’s already almost stretched you to your typical limit.

“Are you sure?” His eyebrows furrow and you notice a thin layer of sweat forming on his forehead. His arms are on either side of you and the veins are threatening to burst through skin.

He’s using all his strength to hold back from slamming all the way into you.

“Yes! Just keep going.”

He nods working himself in a little deeper.

You involuntarily shriek at the sensation of being filled up and stretched more than you ever thought possible but you tell him to keep going so he does.

Soon you’re a complete mess beneath him. A moaning, screaming, watery eyed mess begging him to go deeper.

When he’s finally mostly inside you, he’s pressing kisses all over your face, brushing your hair aside, and apologizing.

“I’m sorry…fuck, I know it’s big. I’m sorry…you just feel so fucking good…”

He’s alternating between apologizing and thrusting deeper when, by some divine miracle, you open up fully for him and he slips the rest of the way into you.

Both of you are surprised and when your eyes meet his you see something has changed within him.

The sweet cautious man who was too scared to fuck you is gone and he’s been replaced with someone far more devious.

A low growl escapes him as he lowers himself so that his mouth is near your ear. He leans in close and whispers “I’m going to make this pussy mine.”

Then he lets you have all the sexual energy he’s been holding back. He’s got your legs up on his shoulders, pounding down into you while you cry out his name over and over.

The more you moan and scream his name the harder he fucks you.

“You take this big cock even better than I thought you would. Fuck- You like being used like this don’t you?”

You can barely believe THIS is the same person who was too shy to kiss you first.

Now he’s on top of you talking like he invented sex.

[motuzi]

he's so mean!

warnings: afab!reader, overstimulation, dacryphilia, degradation, marking (baji), spanking (kaku), choking (chifuyu), jealousy (chifuyu), pet names (baby, kitten), reader wears makeup. i think that's it LOL if i missed any lmk!!!

ft: baji, kakucho, chifuyu, each drabble is around 500-600ish words.

member of: @enchantedforest-network 💕

a/n: this is just pure indulgent filth <3. after seeing the tokrev trailer for s3 i got excited n picked this back up LOL. special thanks to nie for proofreading ilysm

baji:

“aww, is it too much baby?” he coos, your legs thrown up over his shoulders as he presses your knees down as far as they’ll go. 

you whimper and nod, your streaky tears running gray with mascara. hiccuping, you slur, “s’too much, n-no more,” but suddenly you’re crying out as baji slams back into you. 

“i don’t really care,” he gleams, fangs flashing at you as he starts up again. he revels in the sound of your choked sobs and the way you thrash underneath him. besides, baji knows when it’s really too much you’ll use your safe word. 

you squeal when he angles himself to fuck you even deeper, mushroom tip kissing your sweet spot with each thrust. “f-fuck,” you sob, “fuck!” of course you’re close, baji knows exactly what you want and how to give it to you. 

the obscenities continue to fall off your tongue as you babble, drool, and cry but baji loves it, dipping down to lick your tears up. it’s when he sinks his teeth into your neck that you mewl, “kei, ‘m cumming!” writhing underneath him as he relentlessly fucks you through it, head thrown back as your mind goes hazy. 

“i know, baby, i know,” he coos, feeling the way your pussy twitches on him, making sure to tilt your chin down so he can see your pretty eyes roll back. “feels fucking good, huh?” 

you don’t answer, instead whimpering and nodding as your overstimulated pussy continues to twitch. you’re sure if he keeps this up, you’ll pass out. but you know when he slows his hips, you’re nowhere near done. 

“kitten,” he sings, tapping your face as your lids flutter, “don’t pass out on me yet. i’m not done with you.” 

he’s borderline obsessed with how fucked out you look when he pushes you through orgasms. he especially loves how you look afterwards, with spit slicked lips and littered in marks. he knows you can keep going, no he’ll make you keep going, consumed by the way you squeal as you cream around his cock.

you sob, “no more, it’s too much.” you try to push back on him, but baji’s stronger than you, his grip on the back of your knees never faltering as you try to squirm and kick. 

he barks out another laugh, “i already told you, i don’t fuckin’ care. you can give me another one.” 

“i can’t!” you wail, but he presses on, starting to move again. “kei, fuck!” 

“yes you can,” he growls, nipping at your ear, “and you will.” 

kakucho:

“this is what you wanted right?” kakucho growls, but you can’t even answer, cheek squished into your tear and spit ridden pillow as he hammers into you from behind. it is what you wanted, its what you asked for, begged for. for kakucho to finally stop treating you like some fragile doll and fuck you properly. 

meekly you try to nod, sniffling as you peek one puffy eye up at him, your hands held behind your back. sweat glistens on his forehead, brows knit in annoyance. 

“then take it.” he hisses, using one hand to smack your ass, and you yelp at the sting, squirming underneath him. “didn’t realize i was dating such a fucking slut.” 

you moan at the insult and he laughs, case in point. soon, his hand is coming down again, making you squeal, red angry prints on your tender flesh. he thinks you’ll ask him to stop, but instead you’re mewling out “more, please, more,” teary eyes trained on his hand. 

his interest is piqued, evident by the way he brings his hand down again to hear another pretty moan. he barks out a laugh, when you demand it again. 

“i don’t think so,” he grunts, before pushing your face down further into your pillow. “did you forget that toys don’t get a say?” he brings your hips up farther and all you can think about is just how deep he is. 

your thighs tremble as he starts pounding into you again, treating you like his own fleshlight. he’s brought you so far up, your feet are starting to dangle off the bed. 

there’s a wet patch underneath you as you drip down onto the sheets below. but god, he’s so fucking mean and feels so good that you just can’t care. your mind’s so hazy you forget that you’re not supposed to beg, what you’re begging for you don’t even know. 

“alright,” he snaps, dropping you before looming over and caging you in with his body. he shoves his fingers into your mouth, using the other hand to force you to look up at him. “let me help you out since you’re too stupid to listen.” 

your eyes start to leak again and he can’t lie, you look so fucking cute crying and drooling on his fingers. you grip the sheets as he starts to fuck you again, the pace brutal and unrelenting. he doesn’t let you look away either, staring down at you, no, consuming you with each thrust. 

he knows you’re close when your breaths get more scattered and your eyes start rolling back. just a few more thrusts and you’re coming undone, thrashing as much as you can underneath him. frantically, you push against him, whimpering when you start to get overstimulated, but he doesn’t let up, instead pressing a kiss to your sweaty forehead. 

“you’re still not there yet,” he sighs, thinking he could really get used to you crying on his cock. “don’t worry, baby, you’ve got all night to get it right.” 

chifuyu:

“f-fuyu?” you question with bleary eyes, but he doesn’t respond, jaw tensed as he continues to fuck you into another orgasm. “i can’t! no more, please,” you slur, but he ignores you, nails digging into your hips. 

you didn’t mean to push him so hard, but when takemichi told you he once saw chifuyu hold a broken shard of glass up to kisaki, snarling and ready to strike, you were a little curious. chifuyu had only been nice to you, sweet and gentle, especially when the two of you made love. but you’ve always been a little curious, what if he was just a tad bit meaner, a little more rough? 

so you thought making him a little jealous would do the trick, and it did. you’d never done it before, but the way he bristled up seeing you giggle and paw at kazutora was enough for him, even if they were best friends. 

it must’ve been hours since chifuyu got you home, pinning you against the counter as he grinded into you from behind before bending you over and ripping your underwear off. you didn’t realize just how jealous of a person he was until now, legs dripping down cum and arousal. 

“you think kazutora can fuck you like this?” he growls and you quickly shake your head, mumbling out quick apologies. but it’s so hard to focus when chifuyu’s fucking you so well, pretty little moans coming out of your mouth. 

“don’t fucking lie to me,” he hisses, pulling back on your hair. you arch up into him, desperately holding onto the edges of the counter you’re pressed up against. the hand that was gripping onto your hair finds it’s way around your neck, as chifuyu continues to rut into you. 

you look up at him with puffy, teary eyes, “‘m sorry, f-fuck, ‘m sorry,” you pant, but he merely cocks his head to the side. “fuyu, ‘m sorry.” 

“not gonna fuckin’ cut it this time,” he punctuates his sentence with a particularly harsh thrust which makes you gasp as your eyes roll back. “i’m gonna ruin you, got it? you belong to me.” 

you try to respond, but the hand on your neck squeezes and your words die on your tongue. little black dots invade your vision, but before you fully pass out, he lets go. opting to wrap his arm around your neck. 

“can’t talk now?” he murmurs, forcing you to look at him as he continues to slide in and out of your dripping hole. “and you were so fucking sorry  earlier, huh? lying to me again?” 

“‘m sorry! ‘m sorry!” starts to tumble off your tongue again, as you vigorously shake your head. but chifuyu can’t hear you, drowning in his own jealousy and the feel of your warm, clenching pussy. 

he growls in your ear one more time, "if you're really sorry, let me see you squirt on this dick."

[motuzi]

nsfw twitter asks! (would you believe i have more of these drafted? I should finish them…)

what do you wanna bet im gonna run through all of my art super fast bc im compiling it into big posts like this

[motuzi]

Sԋαɾιɳɠ ιʂ Cαɾιɳɠ

┆ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ - "your boyfriend isagi lets his best friend bachira fuck you while he watches (mostly)"

ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛꜱ: ★ Starring: Bachira, Isagi x F! Reader ★ Run Time: 0.8k ★ Genre/Warnings: [Rated R: Adult Film] dirty talk(its bad), penetration, cucking, squirting, rough sex, threesome (characters are aged up)

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how you got into this predicament you weren’t sure. the events leading up to this blurry and hard to even try to remember. all you could think about was now. the present reality being you leaning back against your boyfriend isagi while his best friend bachira fucks into you.

“ah shit isagi- she’s so- fuck- so tight-,” bachiras onslaught of crude words made you helplessly clench around his dick. with your legs behind held up and open by isagi, you were getting mercilessly pounded into. you could hear isagi chuckle darkly from right behind you, his hard clothed dick pressing into your lower back as he squeezed your thighs. 

“dont forget to play with her clit bachira,” isagi’s voice was light, playful as he let go of one of your legs to grope at your breasts instead. “wanna feel her cum on you dont you,”

“f-fuck yeah- yeah i do,” without a second of delay he lets a ball of spit fall from his lips, both men’s eyes watching as it fell down right above your sensitive clit. the groan isagi let out had your hips bucking into bachira which just fueled him even more. “you’ll cum for me right y/n? you’ll cum on my dick right? your boyfriend said it’s okay so go ahead,” you whined as bachira kept his eyes on you. there was something unnerving in his eyes and the unwavering desperate smile he had. 

“a-ah fuck-,” you couldn’t help but moan at the feeling of bachira pressing his thumb onto your neglected clit, pressing his fingers into your lower abdomen as he moved his thumb in tight circles.

“y/n you sound so good- hah- cum for me baby please- wanna feel it bad,” he was babbling now, head hung low as he continued to drill himself into you. the room was filled with both you and bachira’s moans along with the wet slapping of his tight balls on your cunt. 

isagi, getting a tad jealous, wanted you to direct some of your attention back to him. hooking a finger under your jaw he tilted your head up and sideways to look at him before he placed his wet lips on yours. 

“shit thats so hot- so hot-,” meguru’s eyes shot up when he heard your muffled moan, almost cuming right then at the sight of his teammate taking control over your mouth, “i’m close- gonna cum- pretty baby how ‘bout you ask your boyfriend where i should cum,” isagi eyes meguru as he sucked on your tongue, a slight smirk tugging at his lips at how fucked out meguru looked. 

“you can’t cum until she does,” isagi’s authoritative tone has bachira’s hips stuttering. with a small whine leaving his lips, he brings his thumb back to your clit, circling it roughly. 

“cum y/n please cum- i need it- hah fuckfuck- please i- i need-,”

“shit bachira- right there right there- dont stop,” your moaning had both of their dicks twitching, their eyes locking once before a dry chuckle leaves isagi. 

“better keep going bachira make my pretty girl feel good she deserves it,” his voice was teasing as he left kisses along your temple, holding your lower face in his hand as he kept your eyes directed onto the scene in front of you.

“call me meguru- fuck baby please say it say my name,” bachira was panting now, babbling away as he tried so hard to not cum. he needed you to cum. needed to feel you cum around and call his name. 

“meguru i’m cum- im cumming ah shitshitshit,” before you had even a moment to realize what was happening, you were squirting around his dick. you were all but seeing stars as isagi reached a hand down to slap at your clit as meguru pulled out. 

“ fuck you’re so hot- squirting on me like that fucck-,” both you and meguru were a fucked out mess as isagi continued to abuse your clit and bachira kept bullying his cock before he came onto your stomach. 

“yoichi- ‘s too much- w-wait-,” you squirmed in isagis hold as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm. his eyes were wide and fixated on your squirting cunt, having not ever seen you do that before. bachira watched with hungry eyes as the sheets below turned dark with your cum, your squirt soaking his dick and thighs. 

you began to tear up at the stimulation, desperate moans leaving your mouth as you told isagi it was too much but to keep going. having never seen isagi so dominating, bachira didn’t look away when isagi jerked your head towards him, ordering you to open your mouth before spitting inside. bachira could feel his dick getting hard all over again just from the filthy sight alone. 

“fucked her so good you made her squirt,” isagi muttered as he kept his eyes on your cunt. there was no way in hell he was going to tell bachira that he was the first one to do so. “ ‘m gonna fuck her now ‘n since you were so nice to her-,” isagi was quick to reposition you so you were straddling him, laying your head on his chest as you tried to even out your breathing “i’ll let you fuck her ass,”

i hope you enjoyed !! reblogs/comments are very appreciated <3 ʟᴏʙʙʏ ﹕ꜰɪʟᴍᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ 𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃

[motuzi]

I can’t stop imagining what it would be like being intimate with BACHIRA. You’re probably, most definitely, his first. He is a bubbly sunshine, laughing and giggling always, and yet, the big moment comes and he is silent. Maybe you have a bit more experience than him. And it’s not that he is scared; he knows he can trust you.

But can he trust himself? To provide you the proper care? To actually make you feel good? He is so in his head, poor thing, that you can read it in his eyes. His hands are shaking a bit; he is biting his bottom lip and his warm yellow eyes are looking at you in a silent plea of “Help me”.

Which is how he ends up resting against the mattress, you straddling his lap, showing him what it means to be taken care of. His little breathy whines are already so cute, but nothing could have prepared you for when you actually took him. Your velvety warm walls gripping tightly on him and he is as good as gone.

His eyes roll back, fingers gripping the bedsheets, mouth open as one of the most scandalous moans you have ever heard leaves his sweet innocent lips. And just like that he is begging you to go faster, whining that he needs more, gripping and squeezing your soft flesh as his mouth seeks yours in a desperate, pathetic attempt to conceal his panting breath. His slightly rough hands are cupping your cheeks as he keeps moaning your name in such a breathy way it’s making your own brain malfunction.

“Eyes on me Bee, cmon, I know you can do it. You’re doing so well,” you murmur softly, praising him while leaning in to kiss the tip of his nose.

A soft squeal left his lips at the gesture, his hands gripping your shoulders as if he was trying to make you sink on his cock even more.

“Too much…” he says in a soft whine, his hips desperately moving against yours, looking for his own release.

Your hands move on his hips stopping his movements. “You have been good until now. Cmon, you’re so close I can feel it. Take it a bit longer; can you feel it? You’re making me feel so good,” your words a soft melody whispered in his ear. “Can you do that for me, Bee?”

“Yes.. yes, ma’am. Please— I love you. I love you.”

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[motuzi]

bachira smut 🫧 tw dark content yandere themes, dubcon, manipulation, overstim

“don’t you wanna make me feel good? hm?”

“i-i do..” you hiccup, “i-it’s ju.. just too muc-“

“okay, so you’ll take it right?”

he doesn’t let you reply before he shoves himself back into your swollen cunny. it leaves you to heave out a dry gasp before dropping your head back down on your cat plushie in defeat, holding tightly onto the fluff of it.

he lets out a wanton moan, a heavy hand pressed against the bottom of your back, and his other holding onto your hip with a soft grasp.

“love you.. love you love you love you, love you so much, i love you..”

his thrusts are sloppy and wet, his heavy balls pressing against your soaked ass from the sweat and cum. the overstimulation is so overwhelming, and all your cunt manages to do is cum over and over against your will, just as bachira likes it.

“m-meguru please.. ca-can’t.. i..”

“shh, don’t ne-need you to do anything, okay..? j-jus’ take it n.. ‘nd it’ll all be over soon..”

[motuzi]

cw. 18+ mdni. chars 20+, afab!reader

touchstarved!bachira who’s worked hard on his insecurities over the years, but somehow can't help his latent self-doubt from creeping back in when he realizes how much he likes you

touchstarved!bachira who is constantly worrying if he's being too much/not enough, texts isagi and rin for advice (wrong men to seek out bro)

touchstarved!bachira who is quite literally giggling and kicking his feet when you reply back to his text asking you to dinner with a sweet, can't wait megs!!

touchstarved!bachira who holds your hand with a mixture of shock and glee; he’s so happy you’re here with him that he keeps tugging you into his side and pressing kisses to your temple

touchstarved!bachira who becomes an entirely different person the minute he closes the door to your apartment behind him

touchstarved!bachira who spreads you apart and just fucking stares at your pussy until you’re squirming, "no, pretty girl, let me look," before he starts suckling at your clit

touchstarved!bachira who has the nastiest mouth on him when he’s got your thighs tossed over his shoulders and his cock pounding in and out of you, "hear how good this pussy’s takin’ me, honey? tryin’ to squeeze out every last drop from me"

touchstarved!bachira who’s honestly coming as soon as he feels your velvety walls start to flutter around him, "fuck—lemme cum inside one more time, yeah? will ya let me beautiful girl, let me fill you up? wanna have me leaking out of you for days"

[motuzi]

♡ f!reader, rough sex, overstimulation, creampie, dacryphilia, multiple orgasms

“I’M STILL CUMMING WAIT- ahhh... Mhmn– still cumming!” You cried out, tears crawling down your flushed cheeks as he slammed his fat cock into your pussy all the way in while you’re still trembling from the orgasm he just gave you.

“Can’t hold myself– Y’re so tight, it’s so good...” he said in a strained voice. His clutch on your ass, tight as he had his teeth gritted, giving out all his force in fucking you raw and wild from behind in a prone bone.

Your face fell flat on the pillow and drool started leaking from your lips as you whined endlessly. He continued to rapidly pound your little pussy that your body won’t stop quivering from the overwhelming pleasure.

“Wai- aahnn too much...too good...hah aah–“ You felt spent, worn and overused yet it was exactly how you wanted to be...so messed up by him that he couldn’t see straight ramming your insides until you’re both on the brink of passing out.

“You want this, right? You want all of me?” He groaned, through gritted teeth. “Then take! All– of me–” he suddenly slammed right in so deep that you were stunned. Your eyes widened in shock as another orgasm shoot right through your already trembling body. He leaned down, caging your helpless, shivering frame as he thrust faster finally about to get to his own release. “Take this! Take – ngghh all– of this–“ His hot milk poured inside you as his body gave in on you.

Breathing heavily, he hugged you tenderly, and asked, “Are you...are you alright?”

You were bresthless and could barely answer. “I...I...won’t stop shaking.”

Trust me, he’s lowkey proud of it.

—♡ kuroo, oikawa, atsumu, samu, iwaizumi, reo, isagi, chigiri, sae

⏝︶︶⏝︶ ୨୧ ︶⏝︶︶⏝

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[motuzi]

I LOVED ur recent ness post!! ur writing style is just ugh so good.... do u think u could please do ness with a breeding kink ??

hii nonnie, thanks for the ask!! im so happy you liked it <3

im sorry for taking a bit long to write your request, writing's block got the best of me and i dont really like how this one came out, but didn't want to leave you with nothing... i hope you like it though and it's the way you imagined!

ness has a dirty little secret.

he loves to cum in you. more than that, he loves to think how it could lead to him getting you pregnant.

your belly all round with his kid, breasts swollen and sore, full of milk, and you being so dependent on him – can't do anything without his help. oh, he's on cloud nine imagining it.

and he's so sneaky with it, you could never tell his mind is racing with wild thoughts whenever he gets to fuck you raw, neither how he almost cums on the spot when your legs hug his waist to pull him closer, deeper – at least that's what he thinks.

oh, he would be so ashamed if he found out you already know how much of a pervert he's, how his obsession is so, so obvious. the way he can't take his eyes off of the sticky, white cum leaking out of your hole when he pulls out, or how his dick twitches when you close your legs around his torso because you know what it does to him, and of course, how he's delighted by the idea of cockwarming after sex when you suggest it, to make sure all of his cum is stuffed inside you... oh, he's got such a dirty mind.

and he's so happy you're the one to ask for everything – for him to fuck you raw, to cum inside you and to please stay like this a little longer, lexie... he would never dare to ask you such things, not when there's a risk of making you uncomfortable or worst, making you do something you don't want to just to please him... he could never forgive himself if he made you worry about his needs when all he wants is you to feel good.

but you're so perfect... absolutely divine, heaven's sent really! every single time you two have sex, he insists on asking if you want him to pull out – even if he wants to shove his dick deep inside you and make you take all of his seed, he definitely doesn't want to hear you telling him to pull out – and you won't. every time he asks, the answer is always the same: you begging with that sweet voice of yours for him to please cum inside and wan' you to make a mess of me, ness!

oh, of course he will.

his fingers grab your hips so tightly it might leave bruises, short nails sinking on your flesh as he pumps his cock in and out of you, your velvet walls hugging him so well, clenching around his shaft like they're trying to milk him, he's reaching so deep in your core that he may just be touching your cervix, humping you mindlessly.

it's everything alright, everything is going so well, until it's not anymore. until he gets too carried away and can't hold back his thoughts from spilling through his lips.

"s'good, gonna breed you so well..." it comes out in a low tone, muffled by his own moans even, but you manage to make it out. as soon as he realizes what he said, his pace falters a bit, and he's staring at you with wide eyes. "'m sorry, didn't mean–"

"y-yeah? ple– ngh...! please do it, ness!" you whine, hips bucking up to meet his, your legs wrapping impossibly tighter around his waist as you pull him in for a heated, messy kiss.

are you trying to kill him? because he might just die – worse, his dick is twitching uncontrollably and he swears he's gonna blow his load right then and there.

your pleading makes him go feral, almost folding you in half while holding your thighs higher against his torso, slamming his dick deep into you and moaning against your lips shamelessly before moving to bite on your collarbone, he feels like he's going crazy – like his whole body is about to combust.

"you'll look so pretty... all round with our baby... wan' make you a mommy so bad!"

[motuzi]

KINKTOBER DAY 13 — DRY HUMPING. alexis ness x f!reader ﾉ it’s not allowed. he knows this, but he can’t help that it gets a little harder not to claim you as his whenever you come back for more.

CONTAINS — dry humping to wall sex, dirty / filthiest talk at the end, marking, possessiveness, mentions of fingering, face sitting, as well as overstim; secret / prohibited relationship, mentions of multiple creampies

ᘏ explicit smut (18+) — link to sign up for my taglist & to view mlist!

Ness isn’t supposed to be up this late. At this hour, he should be fast asleep with his teammates, rested and prepared for tomorrow’s game. Or in this case, today’s.

The very last thing he should be doing is grabbing your hips to move you back and forth along his cock even harder. You yelp, and he twitches— throbs and smacks against your clit, and the gasp that slips out of you and goes directly into his ear almost makes him cum on the spot.

You had originally told Ness that this would be a one time thing. This kind of relationship just couldn’t be allowed in a place like this. Only one time— and the two of you would go back to being acquaintances the next morning. Like nothing ever happened.

How this managed to become a weekly thing between the two of you is beyond your own understanding. You think that by now, he’s forgotten about the deal all together from the way he gets a little greedier each time he sees you.

The first time, it was only a quick peck against the corner of your mouth. The next time, there was a little bit of tongue.

Last time, it was a series of kisses trailing down your neck and chest.

And today? He’s marking you.

“Sorry,” he rushes out another apology before his lips are back on your neck, and he sucks. Hard. Your eyes widen and thighs clench around his own to suppress the sound that threatens to slip. “Just can’t— can’t seem to stay quiet today. Sorry. Sorry— ‘m trying.”

It’s impossible. No matter how many times it echoes in his head to be quiet. Quiet. Quiet. Quiet. Quiet. His mouth doesn’t want to stay shut. Not when your cunt is rubbing up and down his length so desperately.

You feel so good. It’s dizzying. Electrifying. The friction is numbing, and the heat— you’re always so warm. And soft. And absolutely perfect for him. He’s been so, so badly wanting to leave a mark on your neck, just to see how the others will react once they realize who’s been giving you that afterglow so early in the morning.

It’s him— it’s always been him.

He’s the one spending the early hours in the morning with you every week. Chalks it up to a different type of warm-up. He’s the one that lets you ride his face until you gush all over him. The one that lays you across his lap with one hand clamped over your mouth and the other three fingers deep in your cunt to draw a second orgasm from you. The one that lets you use him for your own pleasure— rub your pussy back and forth along his cock until you can’t even stand on your own anymore.

That— all of that— was all him. And he wants them to know. That’s why the second you take a fistful of his hair in your hand and pull, it’s right then and there that he feels his last shred of composure crumble away.

Just once couldn’t hurt.

“N-Ness?!” You squeal when he suddenly picks you up, big arms hooking under your thighs before your back is being pressed against the wall. “Sorry. I’m— just once. Just one time. Please? It’s aching. You’re so warm, please. Please. I need to be inside.”

To his surprise, you agree in a heartbeat. It only serves as fuel to feed his ego a little more, convince himself that nobody else could make you feel as good as he does.

And he’d make sure of it.

He slips inside with little resistance. Bottoms out and the tip kisses your cervix perfectly. You’re so soaked, so warm and desperate to be filled— and he apologizes once again, this time for not giving it to you sooner.

“I’ll make you feel so good,” he’s panting against your chest now, gasping when you hold him tighter against you. If you feel the sweat collecting along his temples, you don’t seem to notice or mind. You only tell him to move faster, go harder and stop holding back so much— and he practically growls at the suggestion. “I will. I will. Just hold tight. Hold tight okay? I can’t— can’t seem to stop. It’s okay, right? You’re okay?”

You only manage to nod with the relentless pace he’s set against you. Barely able to do anything besides cling onto him and squeal, muster up every ounce of strength left in your body to wrap your legs around his body and let him take you the way you should’ve asked him to ages ago.

“Feels so good. Just have to give you everything. If I fill you up, will you leave it inside? Leave it for me, and I’ll clean you up later. After my game.”

Your walls clench around him in response, and he only seems to slam even deeper inside you. Leave it inside? Give the players water bottles with his load dripping between your thighs? Sit and wait for them on the benches and let it form a puddle beneath you?

Just the thought alone drives him to the edge.

“Yeah. Yeah. It sounds nice. If it drips down your legs, don’t bother hiding it, okay? I’ll make sure to give you a new load later. Fill you up until it overflows and spills out all over again. Again and again. Just wait for me. I’ll make it good— I’ll make you feel so, so good.”

“You won’t even believe it.”

[motuzi]

hello! May I request a nsfw sadist Hiori? I read the manga recently and he was called an “ultra-Sadist” lol.

here’s a quick drabble on ultra-sadist hiori (idk if i did it correctly lol)

characters are aged up!!

content/trigger warning: sadism, afab! reader, bitting, nipple play, rough sex?, choking, creampie, dacryphilia

we all know that hiori is a sweet man. he’s the best boyfriend anyone could ever ask for. he is quite literally the standard. your friends are constantly telling you how they’d love to have someone as sweet and kind as your boyfriend hiori

you and hiori laid on the couch watching a movie. your boyfriend laid on top of you, his head in the crook of your neck. his soft, blue hair tickling the insides of your neck while your hand softly caressed his hair

hiori turned his head, planting small kisses along your neck. this wasn’t out of the ordinary. if anything, it was quite normal. you thought nothing of it… until you felt his teeth slowly sink into the soft flesh of your neck

“mghm- fuck,, hiori?!” you whine. your boyfriend slowly lifts himself up, admiring the mark his teeth made in your soft skin. “what’s up?” he asks, as if he didn’t just bite you. you narrow your eyes at him “i’ve told you multiple times that you bite too hard, it hurts”. he shrugs, a little smile adorning his face “i want it to hurt”

oh yeah. did i forget to mention that your sweet and gentle boyfriend is an ultra-sadist?

“can ya’ spread your legs for me?” hiori’s sweet way of saying things often gets you into the situations like the one you’re in now. naked, with your legs spread open, your hands pinned down with your boyfriend on top of you. his left hand squeezing tightly at your wrist, pinning you down and his left hand pinching one of your perky nipples while his mouth works on the other one

his hands wrap around his cock, aligning it with your soaking entrance. “i’ll be gentle, promise”. “we both know you’re lying” you breath out, desperately waiting for him to fuck you silly. he chuckled, shoving his cock deep into you, a wave of pain washing over you. “fuck you’re so tight” he groaned, right hand now on your waist squeezing hard, his fingernails leaving small crescents on your skin

tears prickled the corner of your eyes. hiori kissed your cheek. “you’re so fuckin’ adorable” as soon as those words left his mouth he began to pound into you relentlessly. the sound of skin slapping echoing throughout the room as you felt yourself dissolving into the pleasure that only he could give you. his left hand let go of your wrist, now tightly squeezing your neck. his length repeatedly hitting your g-spot

all you could do was whimper and moan, and he loved every second of it. your back arching and your eyes rolling back. hiori was taking mental pictures of everything. he wanted this moment to never end. oh how pretty you looked when you winced in pain every time his fingernails dug deeper into the soft skin of your hips. and how you clench around him every time he squeezes his hand around your neck a bit too much

at this point, your drunk in pleasure. absolutely dumb on his cock. you’ve lost track on how many times you’ve climaxed. by now you’ve made an absolute mess on his dick. tears pouring out of your eyes, and drool leaving your soft, plump lips

you could feel hiori’s cock twitching within your velvet walls. you clenched around him “i-inside.. fuck ahhh,, please hioriii”. that was all he needed to burst inside you, painting your walls white and watching it leak out of you. your cum now mixed together

he let his body lay on top of yours, both of you catching your breath and coming down from your high’s

“so uhh… how ‘bout round two?”

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