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.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Holding hands .𖥔 ݁ ˖

☘︎ . . . genre. fluff

☘︎ . . . pairings. bakugou x fem!reader

⤿ yn has a habit of holding her friends hands except for bakugou.

⋆˚✿˖° j speaking . . .

- this has been in my drafts since November and I’m only posting it now🥲

-this is inspired by a wonwoo oneshot it’s from tiktok and the author’s name is serenedust_ you can check it out in tiktok, happy reading, my loves! <3

YN had this little habit—one her friends were well aware of. Crowds made her uneasy, and whenever she found herself surrounded by too many people, she’d instinctively reach out, intertwining her fingers with whoever was closest. It was a small, grounding gesture that helped her keep calm.

Her friends had grown used to it over time.

“Ah, the famous YN hand-holding ritual,” Mina teased one day, giving YN’s hand a squeeze. “It’s cute, you know. Like you’re our little comfort buddy.”

YN laughed, a little embarrassed. “I just… feel calmer when I’m holding someone’s hand. I’m weird, huh?”

“Nah, we love it,” Kirishima reassured her with his usual bright grin. “In fact, you’re welcome to cling to me any time, YN. A pro hero should be able to help out with stuff like that, right?”

Mina nodded enthusiastically. “Totally! Besides, it’s not weird if it’s helping you feel better.”

YN was grateful for their support. She knew they didn’t mind her habit, and that only made her more comfortable reaching for their hands whenever she needed it. But there was one person she’d never tried holding hands with—Bakugou.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to. If she was honest with herself, she sometimes thought about it, imagining how it might feel to intertwine her fingers with his. But Bakugou was… well, Bakugou. He wasn’t exactly the “gentle touch” type, and she figured he’d probably find it annoying or weird if she reached for him in that way. So she always avoided touching him, keeping her hands to herself when he was around.

One day, as they sat together for lunch, Mina brought it up, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Hey, YN, have you noticed that you never reach for Bakugou’s hand?”

YN nearly choked on her drink. “W-What? I—uh…”

Kirishima chuckled, leaning in. “She’s got a point, you know. You hold our hands all the time, but not Bakugou’s. Are you scared of him?”

“Scared?!” YN stammered, her cheeks heating up. “I’m not scared of him! I just… I don’t think he’d like it, that’s all.”

Mina gave her a knowing look. “Oh, really? Because Bakugou here doesn’t seem like the type to get flustered over something as small as holding hands.”

“Shut up, Pinky,” Bakugou growled, though he didn’t deny it. His gaze shifted, and he avoided looking directly at YN.

YN could feel her face burning, but she quickly changed the subject, laughing it off. “Anyway! It’s not a big deal. I’m fine with holding your hands. It’s just… different.”

But her friends’ teasing lingered in her mind, making her hyper-aware of Bakugou’s presence. She had no idea that Bakugou, on the other hand, had been noticing her habit all along. He’d seen her reach for Mina’s hand, loop her arm with Kirishima’s, and each time, he felt an uncomfortable pang of jealousy. Why wouldn’t she reach out to him? Did she think he wasn’t as dependable as the others?

As much as he tried to brush it off, it bothered him more than he’d admit.

During UA’s annual festival, the crowded grounds buzzed with excitement. Class 1-A had been helping with setting up booths, and the noise and energy around them were overwhelming. YN could feel her nerves kicking in as they made their way through the busy festival.

“Whoa, it’s packed,” Kirishima said, glancing around.

“Tell me about it,” YN mumbled, trying to keep her breathing steady.

Sensing her discomfort, Mina grabbed YN’s hand, giving it a comforting squeeze. “Hey, remember we’re all here if you need us.”

YN nodded, grateful. They continued walking, and as the crowd around them grew denser, she instinctively reached out to grab another hand. Her fingers slipped through someone else’s, feeling warm and steady—until she looked up and realized whose hand she was holding.

Bakugou.

Her heart jumped, and she immediately tried to pull her hand back, stammering, “I-I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to—”

But Bakugou’s grip tightened, refusing to let go. His expression was calm, almost unreadable, but his gaze was intense as he looked down at her.

“Quit squirming,” he muttered. “If it helps you feel safe, just… keep holding it.”

YN stared up at him, her cheeks turning a deep shade of red. “B-But I didn’t think you’d want to…”

“What, you think I didn’t notice?” he interrupted, voice a little rougher, though he wouldn’t meet her eyes. “You’re always holding their hands, but never mine. You think I’d mind?”

Behind them, Mina and Kirishima exchanged wide-eyed glances, grinning like they’d just witnessed the world’s biggest revelation. Mina’s voice echoed in a teasing whisper, “Ohhh, looks like someone’s finally holding Bakugou’s hand…”

YN was mortified, but Bakugou simply glared at their friends. “Mind your own business.”

They continued through the festival, YN’s hand still tightly wrapped in Bakugou’s. The warmth of his grip was both unfamiliar and comforting, and she could feel her anxiety melting away. For once, the noise of the crowd didn’t seem so overwhelming.

She glanced up at him, offering a small, grateful smile. “Thank you, Bakugou.”

“Whatever,” he mumbled, though his cheeks had the faintest hint of a blush. “Just don’t let go all of a sudden.”

Mina nudged Kirishima and whispered, “Think they’ll let go after this?”

Kirishima laughed quietly, giving her a playful nudge back. “Not a chance. I think we’ll be seeing a lot more of this.”

As YN walked with Bakugou, hand in hand, she realized she didn’t mind the teasing. In fact, she didn’t want to let go at all. And judging by the way Bakugou’s grip stayed firm and steady, he felt the same way.

Years into their careers as pro heroes, YN and Bakugou had seen more than their fair share of action and chaos. Tonight, however, was one of those rare, peaceful evenings, where the two of them could finally unwind together. They’d just finished a mission, and now they sat sprawled on Bakugou’s couch, swapping war stories over takeout.

As they relaxed, a comfortable silence settled between them until YN, lost in thought, let out a small laugh.

“What’s so funny?” Bakugou grumbled, raising an eyebrow.

“Oh, nothing,” YN said, shaking her head with a smirk. “Just… I was thinking about that festival back at UA.”

Bakugou squinted suspiciously. “Which one?”

“The one where I, uh… accidentally grabbed your hand.”

Bakugou’s face turned pink, but he quickly masked it with an annoyed scowl. “Accidentally, huh? Keep tellin’ yourself that.”

“Oh, come on, it was!” YN protested, laughing as she nudged his shoulder. “I thought you were Kirishima! But then I looked up and realized it was you, and I was mortified. I was ready to disappear right there.”

Bakugou snorted. “Yeah, I noticed. Thought you’d drop dead from embarrassment.”

“Hey! You didn’t help by tightening your grip, you know!” YN shot back, giving him a playful glare. “You practically crushed my hand! What was that about?”

Bakugou shrugged, feigning indifference. “Thought you needed the support, or whatever. You looked like you were about to pass out.”

YN giggled, shaking her head. “Sure, sure, big tough hero just wanted to help.”

Bakugou cleared his throat, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah, well… I was waitin’ for you to do it all damn year, you know. You’d grab everyone else’s hand like it was nothing, and when it was me, suddenly you couldn’t even look at me.”

YN blinked, surprised. “Wait, you… actually wanted me to hold your hand?”

“Tch,” he muttered, crossing his arms. “Why do you think I always stood next to you in crowded places? Wasn’t a coincidence, idiot.”

Her laughter softened into a warm smile. “So all this time… you were jealous?”

Bakugou shot her a glare, cheeks bright red. “I wouldn’t call it jealousy.”

“What would you call it, then?” YN asked, smirking mischievously.

“A strategic maneuver,” he said, nose in the air. “If you got anxious, it was only logical that I’d be the one to handle it.”

YN snickered. “Right, because nothing says ‘tough guy’ like hoping someone will hold your hand.”

“Oi!” Bakugou growled, though his expression softened into an uncharacteristic smile. “You’re lucky I let you grab it at all.”

“Lucky, huh?” YN teased, leaning into his shoulder. “Well, in that case, I guess I’m lucky you’re still holding it.”

Bakugou’s fingers intertwined with hers, his grip firm but gentle. “Yeah, yeah. Don’t go getting sappy on me now.”

YN rolled her eyes but didn’t let go, letting the warmth of his hand remind her of that day at the festival—the beginning of something she hadn’t realized they both wanted.

And for the rest of the evening, every time she tried to pull her hand away, Bakugou would grumble, tightening his grip and muttering, “Strategic maneuver, remember?”

YN only laughed, realizing that some things really never change.

[nickthesteamengineblog]

"So, now we get to the real fight, the last Sonic standing will be the winner!" - Sonic the Hedgehog

I'LL CRUSH YOU.

[okkottsus]

YU-GI-OH! ‘遊☆戯☆王’ (2000-2004)    

▸ ep 66: Osiris the Heaven Dragon 

[fallinblossoms]

Reki Kyan

SK8 the Infinity EXTRA PART - OVA

[lilly-of-the-vale]

Pairing: suguru geto x gn!reader

Cw: Oral (M receiving) ,praise kink, mommy kink, dom/sub undertones, a little bit of infantilization, petnames (baby, sweet thing, little one, ect..) , mentions of penetration, established relationship, romance

Suguru would absolutely never let you give him head, but imagine a reality where he does cave in just this once.

You're lying down on your side between his legs, cheek smooshed against his thigh, gently lapping at the tip of his cock.

"Awh baby..." Comes a croon from the man above you, his hand resting on the other side of your face, stroking the fat of your cheek before moving to trace your jaw. His hold is gentle yet firm, like a mother wolf guarding her little cub.

"My little sweetheart...come on, i know you can do it"

"M-mhm.." A hjgh-pitched hum is all you grant him before you begin to take him into your mouth.

Suguru's hand wraps tighter around your neck from the sudden surge of sensations, the warmth and wetness of your mouth attacking his nerves all at once, and he rewards you with a low groan. He moves his hand to intertwine his fingers with your locks of hair before tightening his grip.

"A-ah g-go ahead..honey .."

You obey, putting your mouth to work, you suck him slowly, almost lazily. Taking particular interest in the veins that run along his length, tracing them before pull away with a little "pop!" And a shaky almost anxious exhale before beggining to cover his cock with gentle kisses.

Your boyfriend's eyes snap open at the loss of contact, he doesn't miss the apprehensiveness in your behavior, a sweet fond smile graces his features apon registering your affection, and he chuckles.

"Aww..I know, i know...are you nervous, sweet thing?"

You aggressively shake your head, and suguru is just so endeared , his precious little angel, so eager to please him, so set on making him happy. It's taking a lot of restrain to stop himself from scooping you up and kissing you breathless while you sink down on his dick.

But his baby has been begging him for this for so so long, and there's nothing suguru hates more than denying you.

He doesn't get to dwell on it for long, because this time his entire cock is quickly shoved into your mouth with enough force to hit the back of your throat and have you chock on it. You gag around his dick, the switching motion of your throat makes him throw his head back and moan loudly.

"Mmmhm...sweetie...y-you have t-to w-warn me first.."

He makes out what he can only assume is a muffled apology. His hand travels to the top of your head to pet you gently.

Reassurance.

You're back to work in no time, bobbing your head back and forth, your tongue teasing his tip so deliciously. You close your eyes in concentration, focused on pleasuring your man. And your efforts never go unnoticed by him.

"There you go...y-you're so good..such a good baby..."

The praise does nothing but make you needier, make you wish his pretty cock was inside you instead. Even if you knew Suguru wouldn't let you sleep without properly taking care of you, it doesn't make you long for it any less.

"M-momm-mhm.." Your adorable whining catches his attention, and his resolve almost, almost crumbles. But Suguru wants you to learn to finish what you started.

"Mommy's riii-ight here b-baby...I've gotchu.."

It wasn't typical of him to lose his composure during intimacy, then again he was never the one on the receiving end, if he isn't fucking you silly with the end goal of having you cover him in your slick, then he's on his knees tending to you. In other words, Suguru never lets you do this. And so you feel like it's up to you to make a good first impression, and who knows? Maybe he'll let you do this again. Although that remains a distant dream.

Suguru is approaching his peak rapidly. The hand in your hair moves back to its original position on your jaw and tightens around your neck once more. His grip tells you that he's in the middle of chasing his orgasm. And that only gives you more fuel. Your movement picks up the pace and you begin to suck him sloppily and messily, gone is your shy demure behavior, what you're set on right now is pleasuring your man like he deserves, sloppy wet sounds fill the room, pushing suguru further toward the edge.

Your boyfriend lets out one last low groan before cumming hard inside your mouth with a shaky exhale. And you're over the moon. His cum is rich and warm, it reminds you of everything sweet, tender and comforting, much like his love for you. It reminds you of all the things that are yours, and for you alone.

His long disheveled locks of hair frame his handsome face perfectly, Sweat drops catch the light on his flushed face, his eyes screwed shut.

He looks absolutely devine.

Suguru's eyes flutter open to meet your enamored gaze. You just look so cute like this, cheeks red and puffed out, his love juices dripping down your chin, doe eyes staring at him with so much adoration. The sweet smile that never fails to weaken you in the knees is back on his features, and he starts to gently stroke your cheek with his thumb.

"Come on, swallow, sweetie. It'll make me so proud."

And how could disobey when he uses that tone?

"There you go, good baby..always so good for me"

And there it is, that gentle tone, the sweet, sweet tender coo that triggers the itch between your legs. Your thighs start grinding together seemingly in their own. You want him to hold you, to touch you, to kiss you, to take care of you like he always does.

Suguru can see the need in your eyes, and it's all it takes for him to act immediately.

"Come here, little one" he pats his lap "let mommy give you some relief"

And of course he doesn't have to tell you twice, you are scrambling to sit in your rightful place and have him tuck you away his arms, where you will forever be safe. You want more than anything to just mindlessly grind away at his thick muscular thighs, but you know better.

Suguru feels the desperation in your kiss. it's long, messy, and all over the place. He rubs your back in a circular motion to reassure you. A string of saliva keeps you both connected when you pull away. You take a second to catch your breath before you speak.

"Suguru , I..i uhm...i really n-need you right now.."

The teasing expression on his face and raise of his brow sets you straight.

"P-please...."

"Please, what, sweet thing? Speak up. " You don't notice his hand trailing down until it's gently squeezing at your tummy, making your ache for him flare up.

"P-please...mommy..."

And he's smiling like the cat that got the cream, wide and satisfied. He kisses your forehead gently before wrapping his big hands around your thighs.

"Good job.. baby, let mommy take care of you, sweetheart"

[waifusplit]

Pepper & Judy meet for the first time

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[dantexxorihara]

[yutamayo]

Miss u @sasukeprime

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SASUKE! [23.07]

[animepopheart]

★ 【かわ尻】 「 arataka's tiktok ad 」 ✔ republished w/permission

[anasabdin]

humph

A lot of fuss happening lately about AI exploiting Studio Ghibli style. For me, I don't think any AI model can mimic the human touch, no matter how good the results look like. I believe the process and time the artist spends on a piece is incomparable and unquantifiable.

[sakuraszn]

hey bookie bear I’ve been a silent reader but I just had an idea!!

so here me out on you and fiancé!Bakugo had a plan to “square up” with each other at the alter before the rings are brought down the aisle. Like imagine all the guests laughing in confusion or some being genuinely concerned as to why the bride and groom suddenly squared up at the podium.

lol idk if this made sense but it just came to my brain

-🥭

﹒♡ SQUARE UP, ft. katsuki bakugo

note: hello mlll😚💕!! don’t worry I understand what you meant, hopefully I was able to execute this well for you!

Weddings are supposed to be elegant. Romantic. Sentimental. A once-in-a-lifetime moment filled with love, tears, and gentle smiles.

The grand hall was stunning—white roses, gold accents, and a whole bunch of fancy decorations that probably cost way too much, but you weren’t about to complain. Your friends and family filled the seats, waiting for the big moment.

Apparently, no one told you and Bakugo Katsuki that.

And then—

“Alright. Square up.”

A wave of confusion rippled through the crowd.

Standing at the altar in his crisp black suit, Bakugo loosened his tie, rolling his neck like he was about to go ten rounds in a championship fight. And in front of him? You, standing there in your absolutely drop-dead gorgeous wedding dress, lifting your fists like you were about to make history.

The tension? Immaculate.

The reactions? Priceless.

Kirishima nearly choked on his own spit. “Oh, man. They’re actually doing it.”

Mina gasped, hands over her mouth. “This is the most on-brand thing I’ve ever seen.”

Kaminari, utterly lost, turned to Todoroki. “Wait—this isn’t a normal wedding tradition, right?”

Todoroki, deadpan, replied, “Not unless I missed something in wedding etiquette class.”

Don’t even get started on your mother. She’s in distress. “WHY ARE THEY FIGHTING? THIS IS A CEREMONY, NOT A CAGE MATCH!”

Your father, arms crossed, just shook his head. “I mean… this is kinda how they flirt.”

The priest looked at the two of you, then at his script, then back at you, before sighing in utter defeat. “Should I… continue, or…?”

Bakugo ignored him, his eyes locked onto you. “C’mon, sweetheart. Don’t get cold feet now.”

You scoffed. “Cold feet? Please. I’m just trying to decide if I should humble you now or after the reception.”

His smirk was all sharp edges. “Tch. Try it.”

And just like that—

The moment you took a step forward, Bakugo was already moving, sidestepping with a smoothness that was honestly a little too attractive for a man in a wedding tux. You threw a fake jab, just to mess with him, but he caught your wrist, spun you seamlessly, and then—

He dipped you.

A deep, dramatic, ballroom-style dip, your wedding dress flowing like something out of a fairy tale.

The entire chapel lost their minds.

“A DANCE MOVE FAKE-OUT?!” Kaminari screeched.

Mina wiped a fake tear. “They’re so in sync.”

You, upside down in the dip, burst out laughing. “Alright, alright! You win this round.”

“Tch. I always win,” Bakugo said, but he was grinning, the usual sharpness in his expression softened by pure affection. He pulled you upright, still holding onto you like he had no intention of letting go.

The priest, now sweating profusely, tried again. “So… can we proceed with the vows now?”

Bakugo sighed dramatically, rolling his eyes before lacing his fingers with yours. “Yeah, yeah. Let’s get this over with so I can kiss my wife already.”

The guests cheered. The ceremony continued. And for the rest of eternity, people would talk about how that was the day they witnessed the most badass and ridiculously romantic wedding of all time.

2025 © SAKURASZN !

[greenmuffinofdoom]

So THAT is why Truck-kun keeps isekai-ing so many anime protagonists! It is revenge.

Truck-kun's god-tiered (god-tire-d?) vengeance in progress.

cant stop thinking about this video

[k-aemi]

Chubby!Reader getting bullied at school for their looks and came crying home to stepbro!Kaiser and he had to comfort her by making reader sit on his face and eat her out to prove she's not heavy at all and is Soo pretty when she cries from overstimulation.

kaiser michael ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ heavy love.

smut, face sitting, praises, overstim, 69, stepcest.

its implied chubby, but it can be for any body type so u girlies dont feel excluded ♡(>ᴗ•)

it was never nice living with your father. having to constantly be in fear and on guard. you hated it, you wished you were never born in this life. but kaiser makes it bearable. just a tad bit, hell comfort you by ruffling your head and reassuring you.

you guys were always on a shortage of food. kaiser would either have to steal or take remains of the left overs. you hated it! you didnt like when he stole from others, but you also didnt like eating peoples left overs, its so gross that you basically rather starve yourself.

kaiser doesnt have any other choice. he does this for yours and his survival. at least he tries, he always feels so bad when he cant give you life you wanted. a nice family, a big house, and cute clothing. the kid you are, you cant see the effort he puts in for you </3

to make yourself a bit better, hed enrolled you in school so you had some sort of interaction and so you can at least be able to read and write. it was the best decision he made! you loved interacting with other people, it made you run away from the horror being at home.

suddenly in the middle of a lecture, youre engrossed in your work until a bang is heard at the front. its...kaiser? what was he doing here? he scans the room before spotting you. he walks up to your desk and you stood up.

"misha, what you doing here?" he gives no response but just a little grunt. snatching your wrist and leading you out. youre confused, had something happen? youre about to open your mouth to speak again but he shushes you.

turns out he was recruited into the bastard munchen football team. youre so happy for him, but what you didnt expect was the money he was about to make from this.

using this, kaiser was able to move out from father, and actually afford the necessities you guys needed. it was wonderful, he was able to buy you food and you might of went crazy with it.

he spoiled you with food you always wanted to eat back as a kid. you loved it, you loved the food, and you loved your big brother. hed buy you sweets all the time! how can you refuse? its everything youve always wanted to eat!

its not until youve realized maybe you have eaten a lot, but it wont do you any harm right? wrong. entering in college, you thought itd be really easy going since you heard people are really nice though! the lectures were a bit difficult but youll get used to it soon!

you had your break and youre outside in the court eating just a little something kaiser bought for you! such a sweet brother he is. but that joy of yours is ruined when you hear a remark about you.

"do you see how much shes eating? shes probably gonna have a heart attack..!" you can hear a couple girls snicker behind you. you know, maybe they were talking about someone else! you shrugged it off and continued to eat.

"cant even eat properly too, look at how big of a bite she took. shes gonna weight ten times more than me.." you can hear giggling and now its confirmed, they were in fact talking about you. youve never felt such a way before you dont even know how to react, you dont even realize it but now youre crying.

after a long day youve arrived back to your place. kaiser was off practice today so he was just in the living room, indulging himself in a book to past the time. his attention shifts to you when you open the door. noticing your saddened face.

you enter in, taking your shoes off before sitting down next to kaiser. you frown, remembering the event during your break.

"misha, do i look weird..?" you shift your gaze to his eyes. your frown is noticeable and he takes note of it. he cups your cheeks and caresses it. "no. of course not. whats with this?" he has a serious face to him. recalling what had happened you just cant help but tear up, sniffling.

"t-there was these girls...they said i eat too much! and...i-i heard it all they said i was gonna be heavy..." you cry and his face softens a bit. he wipes your tears wit his thumb, ruffling with your hair.

"youre perfect. not a single thing wrong about you." he kissed your tear eyes away. you feel a bit comforted, but the words of those girls still lingered in your head, and it seemed his works didnt full sink in. he knows youre a pain in the ass when it came to this, sometimes when hed yell at you, you become a crying mess.

"shh shh...youre not heavy. can prove it to you, yeah?" he rubbed his forehead against yours and you open your eyes to meet his. "h-huh? prove..?" the last thing you saw was his smirk.

you dont even know what happened, kaiser just told you to strip your clothes away and hover over him. its embarrassing really, but he said itd be perfect for you to see yourself in his eyes. you dont know how hed do that but whatever big brother said!

"m-misha...i dont wanna sit on you...'m g'na hurt you!" you whined out, but hes too much in a trance as your bare pussy is in his face. the way it pulses when his breath touched your sensitive bud had him spiraling emotions he cant describe right now.

youre propped up above him and he feels up your thighs, squishing the soft flesh. "s'okay prinzessin. youre not g'na hurt me." he licks his lips and his breathing becomes ragged as he can feel his cock stiffen under his pants. its like it had a mind of its own, it wants to be out of its restraints.

you can only let out a sigh, giving in, you settle yourself down, just lightly. youre crazy to think youd put all your weight on him! of course kaiser takes notice of this, clicking his tongue in annoyance before pulling your whole weight down on him. his grip on you is tight, and you cant even lift yourself up.

kaisers eyes roll back, your scent is so intoxicating and the way your clit rested on his nose was everything. shit this may be his favorite meal of all time, his baby sisters pussy <3

you can feel the wet muscle exploring your pussy and you let out a pathetic moan. god what was this feeling...? it feels so good but weird at the same time. you cant help squeeze your thighs into him more. you think youre hurting kaiser but he actually fucking loves it.

he loves how your thigh closes in on his head, its like suffocating him and he loves the feeling. he continues to lap at your pussy, prodding his tongue at your hole while youre just a whining mess.

"m-misha wait too much-" you grip onto his hair, but he can only ignore your pleas and continue. you practically hear him slobbering all over your pussy and its makes you flustered. you cant anymore, it was too much! tears threatened to spill from your eyes from the immense pleasure.

kaiser didnt care, he needed this. bad. your pussys so addictive he cant stop, its like a drug to him, a cure to his mental state. holy shit his dick needed to be out of his pants right now. he can only admire the sight of your teary eyed self, it just means hes making you feel so fuckin' good right now.

he latches himself off your pussy and you huffed. catching up with your breath as kaiser just watches your pussy pulses, fuck thats so hot-

"turn around." youre too caught up with catching up with your breath you dont question it. youre met with his bulge that sticks out and its huge. its moving on its own!

youre not so sure of it, but it pretty much says "i want to be out". you swallow your built up saliva, unzipping the confinements. this was it? it was so big and his tip was leaking pre-cum. kaiser cant help but thrust his hip onto your face, he needs to feel you so bad already. just hurry up and take him in your mouth.

"put your mouth on it. hurry." he demands. this big thing in your mouth? that was literally impossible...but anything for big brother, hes trying so hard to comfort you, this is the least you can do right?

just lightly putting the tip in was already difficult enough. your gag reflexes were bad, so he hopes its okay! kaiser was already happy youre there to suck his cock. feeing so relinquished as he slurps up your cunt again.

you moan into his cock and the vibrations felt sooo good. he wants to keep making you moan until you come on his face.

well, your high was coming. from the way he just kept eating you like youre his last meal ever, its no wonder you feel the knot in your tummy.

“m-micha-‘m g’na cwumm…” you whined out and he thinks its so cute how you cant properly speak because of his big cock. his cock is doing that to you, no one elses.

hes at his limit too. wouldnt it be so cute that you guys come together? he thinks it is.

thats when you reach your high and all kaiser does is drink the sweet juice that spill. it spills onto his face and splattered everywhere. you moan into his cock pathetically and that was his end game, cumming inside your warm mouth, god he wishes he can feel like that once more.

you fall limp on him and heavy breaths are heard within the room. he gives a light slap to your ass and you yelp, making you pout at him. he can only chuckle before grabbing the flesh. “dont say stupid shit anymore.” he refers back to your past concerns.

is it rushed? i hope not (ヽ´ω`) i will rest now, and write two for you guys tomorrow or three on the weekend, more kaiser fics for those in my anons and i will keep up with the requests do not worry!!! you guys really like a lot of sibling fics, this is now just a sibling page for bllk!!! i swear i will write other things 〒▽〒

blue divider: kodaswrld

[fallinblossoms]

Kaoru Sakurayashiki

SK8 the Infinity EXTRA PART - OVA

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GINOZA NOBUCHIKA

サイコパス S3 Ep. 02: Teumessian sacrifices