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[sysig]

This is a very serious story about a man named Stanley (Patreon)

[baiika]

why does your face claim have a beard when you use she/her pronouns

//I'm intersex. I produce more testosterone than most cisgender women, so I grow a small beard.

[yeahivegotanaccount]

You cannot escape your roots. That's the trademark "Tohsaka caught in her bullshit" stance

[valeriehalla]

I am so utterly fascinated by “Saki”, the 18-year-running mahjong manga in which you, the reader, become gradually, frog-boilingly aware (over the course of nearly two decades’ worth of mahjong tournaments) that none of these girls are wearing underwear and most of their boobs are slowly expanding.

I need you to understand that I have, like, an anthropological level fascination with this comic. From the perspective of someone who is also a comic artist and writer, two things delight me about it:

the fact that I understand completely how an artist gets from “the fans can have a little hint of skirted asscheek” to “the pussy is completely out on center page” over the course of 18 years; and

the way in which the pussy being out is treated by the characters and diegesis as being utterly unremarkable.

Okay. Point 1. The frog-boiling.

Let me put this in perspective for you. There was already a meme about how the characters in “Saki” don’t wear underwear when I was in middle school. I am thirty now. Okay? And it’s still going.

In the time since, this has stopped being a joke. It is now indisputable canon. This is not because anyone outright says it at any point. It’s because the underwear ran out of places to hide. I’m obsessed with this thought: somewhere in the over 20 volumes of “Saki”, there is a panel in which underwear was objectively deconfirmed. And it would be so hard to figure out where that panel actually is. Maybe the artist didn’t even realize it when she drew it! The frog? Boiling!!

And of course there is also the breast expansion. I don’t know how to put a spin on this. They are just expanding. Like, this happens a lot with artists: you define a character as being, in your mind, “the one with the big boobs”, and over the years you emphasize that trait further and further so that the signal doesn’t get lost in the noise. It’s just that normally—in like a wildly popular manga series about mahjong published by literally Square Enix, for example—normally there would be a point at which the boobs stopped getting bigger. Like, an editor would step in or something. Or you would get to the point where you cannot draw the character in the same panel as her mahjong tiles without her breasts spilling over the tiles, and you’d go, “Well, this is now untenable.”

That did not happen. There is no ceiling. The frog is soup.

Point 2. The complete and utter mundanity of all of this.

It’s like this, okay: there’s no shortage of trashy ecchi manga out there. There’s a million other comics doing wildly bawdier things with wildly more improbable bishoujos.

The vibe with “Saki” is different.

It’s hard to explain this, but it feels like the world of the comic is fundamentally uninterested in the fanservice happening on the page. I cannot describe it as “leering”, because I cannot conceive of a person in the story from whose point of view one would leer. I think the artist is probably into it—I can’t imagine anyone is making her do this—but “Saki” the comic has no opinion on the matter.

There are essentially no male characters in “Saki”. Like, there was one guy? Kind of? At the very beginning? But he is gone now. They put him back in the toybox. He does not exist. It appears to be some level of canonical that in the world of “Saki”, almost all humans are women. Those women are sometimes romantically into each other. According to comments the artist has made on Twitter (which I cannot source), they have lesbian baby technology, so it’s no problem. It’s so much not a problem that the story is about mahjong, instead of any of that.

So, like, the fiction here appears to be this: this is the, like, meta-narrative of the fanservice of “Saki”, right: it’s just normal that they don’t wear underwear and their boobs are arbitrarily big. It’s been normal. It was normal before the story of the manga began. It’s just how things are. Nobody bats an eye about it, and if they do, it’s in sort of a lesbian kind of way so like what’s the problem, we love lesbians here. This is literally normal for girls.

The fanservice simply diffuses into this all-encompassing aura of disembodied, ambient sluttiness. The framing of the panels demands you acknowledge it, and the story demands you already be over it, because it’s mahjong time now, and we’re playing mahjong.

Do you get??? why I’m so fascinated??? Are you not a little enraptured???

Anyway, I have no idea how to end this weird post. I guess the conclusion is that women stay winning????

[aayush001]

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[hellokittyish]

part one here.

★ thinking about mutual masturbation on facetime with ex!satoru which starts off with you just staring at him in some sort of daze, wondering what on earth possessed you to pick up the call in the first place. this is a mistake, you know that... so why aren't you hanging up already?

but before you can dwell too long on the answer to that question, your train of thought is rudely interrupted by a particularly loud moan echoing through the speaker.

“mmh… you actually didn’t decline for once," the white-haired menace gasps out, the slick sounds of his hand gliding up and down his cock only picking up in volume as he lays eyes on you. “shit— you don't know how much i've missed seein’ that pretty face of yours, baby.”

“you’re so shameless, satoru.” you mutter, lacing your tone with as much disdain as you can muster; but the way your own hand somehow snakes its way beneath the waistband of your sweatpants and into your panties tells an entirely different tale of how this whole situation is really making you feel.

“yeah,” he muses in an unapologetic hum, making a show of tilting the camera down to give you a better view of where he's currently thumbing his leaky, blushing tip. “but… ah— so are you, otherwise you would’ve blocked my new number the second i sent you that dick pic.”

“w-well how do you know i wasn't about to press the block button right when you called me and i accidentally clicked accept instead?” you shoot back through teeth which are clenched partly in annoyance and partly in an effort to hold back letting your own pleasure show on your face.

“nah, don’t give me that bullshit,” satoru snorts amusedly, leaning in closer to the screen and tilting his head to the side, snowy lashes fluttering seductively as his bright eyes stare knowingly into yours. “if you’re not enjoying this, then i want you to show me that your hands aren’t in your pants right now rubbing that pretty little pussy.”

shit. of course he'd be able to see through you that easily — he is your ex, after all. but no... you can’t let him win just yet. so, as subtly as possible, you pull your hand from your panties and hold it up to the phone screen, hoping against hope that the darkness of your room hides the wetness of your palm.

“hah. nice try, baby,” he drawls smugly, smiling so wide now that both of his annoyingly cute dimples are on full display; and it’s deliberate, too. he knows full well they were always your weakness. “...but i can see your sweet juices coating those cute fingers from here.”

and he knows he has you right where he wants you when you still don't hang up the call like you both know you should, instead just shoving your hand right back into your panties and rubbing messy circles over your clit while keeping direct eye-contact with him — trying to beat him at his own game, are you? oh, how he's missed you.

so he picks up the pace of his jostling fist around his cock, candy-pink lower lip caught between his pearly teeth as he tries to catch even a small glimpse of your bare skin through the screen; and god, only you could make him act this pathetic, this desperate. "fuck... please, pretty, y'gotta give me something to work with here. h-how about you pull your top up just a little for toru, hm?"

and you've already let this escalate too far to back out now, so you decide to throw caution to the wind and tug at the edge of your oversized tee just enough so that your bare tits spring free, courtesy to your preference for not wearing a bra around your apartment.

"o-oh, just look at those. i missed my girls s'much. bet you wish they were in my mouth right now, huh?" satoru rasps out, balls tightening to an almost painful degree as he reaches down to pay the heavy, neglected sacs some attention by gently fondling them.

and you, having finally caved and slid a finger into your fluttering hole, can only respond with a soft whine as you reach up to knead a breast with your free hand, the image of his skilled mouth suckling on them like he always used to making your much-too-empty cunt clench around your digit with need.

and that singular sweet, sweet sound from your lips that he's been deprived of hearing for months is all it takes for him to finally bust a load all over his chest and hand, goopy white streaks tainting his previously unmarred pale skin as his entire body trembles with a pleasure only you can give him.

and when he eventually manages to compose himself enough to glance back down at the facetime and realize that you're still trying to reach your own climax, your meek little fingers clearly not enough to finish the job, satoru has the absolute audacity to lean right in close to the screen and mutter out a cheeky…

“hey, if y'want me to come over and help you with that then all you gotta do is agree to get back together with me, baby.”

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[anantaru]

⚝ DAY 3 — LINGERIE

kinktober 2024. — masterlist | ao3

— including. — kazuha, scaramouche, kinich, alhaitham

— warnings. — fem! reader, fingering/scissoring, lots of teasing, alhaitham is the teasing master in this, hot and bothered genshin boys

⚝ — KAZUHA

"do i look good in this?"

good— was an understatement, and kazuha's breath stays stuck in his throat when he sees you in that dainty, little lace, his eyes widening in awe, admiring your magnificence.

the world around him seems to fade, leaving only you bathed in the soft glow of candlelight and frail garments hugging the curves of your body, "you’re… breathtaking," he whispers, his tone of choice an octave lower.

your fingers reach out to guide him, trembling slightly as his digits trace along the intricate patterns of the fabric— every touch was reverent, his fingertips brushing over the sheer bra exposing your erected nipples to him—fuck, it's as though he can’t decide which was more captivating.

"i can’t believe you’re real," he laughs and brushes away the loose hair strands sticking on his forehead, his eyes never leaving yours.

he pulls himself on top of you before placing his palm on your breast, "so beautiful…" kazuha continues, his glossy lips ghosting over your collarbone, his teeth grazing at the sensitive skin on your neck until he’s certain that there's a little hickey there as you twist and curl underneath him, voicelessly telling him to just touch you already.

and here he was now, in fact, he cannot stop touching you, each caress lingering as though to forevermore memorize the feel of you under his hands.

he slips his digits through the flimsy waistband of your underwear as your walls instantly flex and pulse around his fingers when he inserts them knuckles deep— only one, then after pressing it in and out for about three times, he add another, continuously sinking them into you as he smears harsh circles into your clit to multiply the sensation he's about to give you all night.

⚝ — SCARAMOUCHE

you’re so soft above scaramouche and it only spurs him on, especially with those graceful garments daintily squeezing your frame.

his tongue licks across his bottom lip when he pulls his fingers through the panties to scissor his digits inside your walls, playing with those searing spots he knew got you trembling, got you to beg for more. you're curling into him, squeezing yourself so close for him to add a couple kisses on your throat.

the volume of your voice increases each time scaramouche would find another compliment befitting of the new set of lingerie he's bought you— the wider his smirk gets, the more it means you're squeezing his fingers harder, "just like that, you look so good in this, picked it right for you, yeah?"

you eagerly nod as he feels your warmth clamping when he begins to scissor you, pumping his slender fingers in and out before adding the third.

well, lets be honest here, in the beginning he thought to himself on how ridiculous it must be for him to buy you something like that and he almost went back to return the costly good, yet now? wow, how fucking thankful he was to himself that he didn't.

⚝ — KINICH

"gimme a spin, yeah? like that," kinich smirks as you twirl around the newest set of lingerie, a deep red that hugged around the curves of your breasts and leaves almost no fabric left on your bottom.

and those thigh highs you added on, they made him feel like he's about to absolutely ravish you. kinich's not used to being at a loss for words, well, he keeps himself silent on purpose but with you? seeing you like this he thought he could say something other than look at you like a man who's never seen a woman before.

he was too drunk on the sight and so fucking hard already, feeling a twitch inside his boxers when you kneel down to press a harsh kiss on his bulge, looking up at him through doe eyes— and the next almost cruel throb in his shorts was to die for— this is making him lose his mind. you are.

he bites down on his tongue, his hips rolling into your palm with your lips hovering over the length. palming the front of his trousers, your face slants forward to smear your saliva across his lower abdomen so you'd be perfectly bend across him, making it fairly easy for kinich to watch your pretty ass and your folds barely being covered by anything but a fine silken line.

⚝ — ALHAITHAM

alhaitham's eyes barely flicker up from his book when you step into the room, though there’s a telltale tension in the way his grip tightens on the pages. he acts disinterested, you ponder if that book in his hands had a soul catching story for him to be this way— but you can feel the weight of his gaze when he thinks you aren’t looking.

"sit," he bluntly says, his voice commanding and motioning to his bulgy thigh, but he speaks in a way as though your appearance in such delicate lingerie wasn't affected him— although when you ultimately settle on his lap, he doesn’t miss a beat, his hand immediately reaching to the hem of your lace.

"read the next page for me, think you can do that?" he orders, though there’s a slight edge to his voice that betrays his focus, it's no longer on the book, but on your cute tits and sheer bra prancing with your lovely nipples.

you gulp down, adjusting your seat on his lap as you begin to read while he began to trace lazy patterns along the fabric, his fingertips brushing lightly over the lace, teasing and coaxing out needy shivers from your spine.

so well, his eyes stay fixed on the book, but his hand grows bolder, slipping beneath the edge of the lingerie, feeling your bare skin, "you’re really distracting, you know that?" he mutters, though his smirk says otherwise, "i was only planning to read this book but now—"

there’s a tension in the air, a game he’s playing where he pretends the book holds his attention — but in reality, all he was focused on was you.

day and night, no matter what you'd wear.

his sensitive length twitches against your thigh as your hole squeezes around nothing, your lips exhaling a stutter before he lets his hands squeeze your thighs— your jaw slack in surprise at how bold he began to be, now digging hard between your legs to press into your clit and rub it— his cloudy, bloodshot gaze focused on the pulsing, little pearl getting all the more roused the more he flicked it back and forth.

"i never said you should stop reading," he adds on, "already done for the day, hm? you tired?" a little too nonchalant for your liking.

you pout through your dreamy, lustful expression before you're letting your hand smooth through his hair, lightly pecking his forehead, "fine, but I'm sensitive there alhaitham, be careful."

© 2024 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify

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[datubooty]

AFABAB: assigned female at birth at binding tutorial

[catboyrightsdefender]

finished the 'shinji ikari raising project' manga. man that was LONG

[sushiyuzu]

emotional support

warning: fluff + tension — your boobs become soft!sylus’ emotional support 🙈 [ x fem!reader ]

- second acc: @blushpawss

you were relaxing on the bed after a long day, scrolling through your phone absentmindedly, when you heard the door creak open. without looking, you knew it was sylus. you could tell by the way he moved, the quiet confidence in his steps, the aura he carried everywhere he went.

“hey,” you greeted softly, glancing up at him with a small smile. “everything okay?”

he didn’t respond right away. instead, he just stood at the edge of the bed, his usual stoic expression fixed on his face. crimson eyes locked on you, but there was something softer in them, something vulnerable he rarely showed.

before you could ask again, he moved. in one swift motion, he climbed onto the bed, gently pushing you back until you were lying down. his movements were deliberate, yet there was no urgency—just a quiet need.

“sylus?” you asked, your voice holding a hint of confusion as he positioned himself on top of you, his head resting squarely between your boobs.

“don’t,” he murmured against your chest, his voice slightly muffled by your shirt. “just... let me.”

you blinked, caught off guard by how soft his voice sounded. usually, sylus was the picture of control, always so serious and composed. but right now, he was melting into you, his strong arms wrapping around your waist, holding you tight as if you were his lifeline.

“okay,” you whispered, feeling your heart swell with affection. you wrapped your arms around him, pulling him closer. “you wanna talk about it?”

he shook his head, his face completely buried in your chest now. “no. just need this,” he said, his breath warm against your skin. “need you.”

you couldn’t help but smile at how adorable he was being. despite his tough exterior, sylus always had this soft, clingy side when it came to you. it was a side he didn’t show to anyone else, a side he only let out when he felt safe in your presence.

“rough day?” you asked, your fingers automatically threading through his silver hair, stroking it gently.

“you have no idea,” he muttered, his voice muffled by your chest. “the meetings, the arguments, the constant surveillance... it’s exhausting.”

you chuckled softly. “and i’m your emotional support pillow now?”

“more like emotional support boobs,” he mumbled, pressing his face even deeper between your breasts, his voice filled with that rare, teasing warmth he only used with you. “they’re soft... and they’re mine.”

“oh, they’re yours, huh?” you teased, a playful smile tugging at your lips.

“absolutely, kitten,” he murmured, his lips brushing lightly against your skin as he spoke. “this is the only thing keeping me sane right now.”

you felt a warm flutter in your chest at his words, your hands continuing their gentle path through his hair. “well, if it helps, you can stay like this as long as you need.”

he didn’t reply right away, but the way his arms tightened around you spoke volumes. sylus was never the type to openly ask for affection, but you could always tell when he needed it. and when he did, he clung to you like this, as if you were his anchor in a world that constantly demanded his strength.

“i don’t deserve you,” he whispered after a long moment, his voice low, almost vulnerable.

you frowned, lightly tugging at his hair to get his attention. “hey, don’t say that.”

he finally lifted his head slightly, just enough to look at you with those intense crimson eyes. there was a flicker of something raw in them, something he rarely let anyone see. “i’m serious,” he said quietly. “you’re too good to me. i don’t know how you put up with me.”

you rolled your eyes, though your heart ached a little at how sincere he sounded. “because i love you, you idiot,” you said, smiling softly as you cupped his cheek. “and you’re not half as bad as you think.”

his gaze softened, and for a moment, he just stared at you, like he was memorizing your face. then, without warning, he dropped his head back down, once again burying his face between your boobs.

“whatever,” he muttered, his voice muffled again. “i’m staying here forever.”

you laughed, your chest shaking as you tried to wiggle beneath him. “sylus, you’re heavy!”

“deal with it,” he grumbled, nuzzling further into you. “this is my safe space now.”

“oh my god,” you groaned, though you were smiling the whole time. “you’re ridiculous.”

he didn’t say anything, but you could feel his lips curve into a small smile against your skin. for a man who always had to be serious and strong in front of others, sylus was the clingiest, neediest person when he was with you. and honestly, you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“you know,” you said after a moment, “if anyone else saw you like this, they’d never believe it. mr. serious, always-in-control sylus, reduced to a cuddle bug.”

he made a low sound of protest, tightening his hold on you. “don’t care what anyone else thinks,” he mumbled. “this is just for you.”

your heart melted at that. despite all his tough talk, sylus had such a soft spot for you. you were the one person who could break through his walls, the one he trusted with his vulnerable side.

“i’m glad it’s just for me,” you whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of his head. “i love this side of you.”

he didn’t say anything, but you felt his fingers gently trace the curve of your waist, his touch light and reverent. for a while, you both just lay there in comfortable silence, his body completely relaxed on top of yours, his face still nestled securely in your chest.

“don’t ever let me go,” he whispered after a long while, his voice soft, almost sleepy.

“never,” you promised, your hands still stroking his hair.

he sighed in contentment, his breathing slowing as he settled more comfortably against you. “good,” he muttered, his voice drowsy now. “i’ll always need you.”

you smiled, feeling a warm glow of happiness spread through you. “and i’ll always be here.”

he nuzzled you one last time before drifting off, completely relaxed and at peace in your arms. and as you held him close, you realized just how much you loved this man—the serious, strong protector everyone else saw, and the soft, affectionate, clingy sylus that only you knew.

[finalgirllx]

the one where ellie discovers that she has a praise kink minors dni

ellie twisted one final screw into place on the new bookcase she was constructing for your shared book collections. she leaned back, letting out a small grunt once the backache from being hunched over for so long caught up to her. she wiped stray hairs from her face and inspected her handiwork.

you, being a supportive girlfriend, laid a gentle hand on her shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. "atta girl,” you commended, "looks great."

ellie's heart skipped a beat when cursed phrase left your mouth. it was innocent enough—at least the intent behind it in the moment. she glanced over her shoulder up at you, eyes wide and lips parted but not a word escaping. safe to say, all coherent thought was out the window for a fleeting moment. her rosy cheeks only deepened when your sly smile revealed that her reaction hadn't gone unnoticed. ellie would then mumble "thanks" and use her exhaustion from the manual labor as an excuse, which you accepted.

okay, maybe ellie did have an inkling of suspicion about why the phrase affected her. the heat suddenly pulsating to her lower region was answer enough.

and praise already was often sprinkled in when you two were intimate. as a treat. so it wasn't totally new. but the unexpected strike during such an innocuous moment pulled a reaction out of ellie that she hadn’t felt so intensely before. she was just too embarrassed to admit it and wasn't ready to bring it up.

this all changed, of course, during one tired, opportune movie night. sprawled mellowly on ellie's old couch, bodies barely brushing against each other, your gaze repeatedly falls on her silhouette- unable to look away. ellie's perfect smattering of freckles, round emerald eyes, soft bridge of her nose, chestnut hair curved around her jaw. ellie didn't have to do a damn thing; she was just so damn pretty.

finally, your temptation peaks, fueling your audacity to place a deliberate hand on her thigh. you squeeze it, speaking volumes about your growing need. you craved ellie. badly.

a few inelegant adjustments to remove some clothes and get into more comfortable positions later, ellie sinks back into the couch cushion, her torso bare. you take a few beats to seal the image to memory, her soft skin, the curves of her breasts and figure. your suppressed desire unleashed, starting an assault of kisses and bites everywhere on ellie that you can access. the film becomes white noise in the background, entirely forgotten.

your lips, suctioned to ellie's chest, release with a pop. you admire the masterpiece of spattered reddening marks you left all over her skin. the hand previously massaging her other breast starts to travel downwards, tracing her sternum like a trail of flames. your kisses work their way up her neck, these daintier so you can focus on savoring ellie's delicious whines.

your palm grazes the dampened fabric of ellie’s panties, taking great satisfaction in seeing her world turn hazy and glassy-eyed.

“please..please..” ellie whispered- lost for air and desperate. you smirk, feeling your fingers grow wet from her arousal.

you guide ellie to briefly lift her hips to shrug her shorts and panties off, giving you unbridled access to her soaked heat. she parts her legs further, inviting. your mouth goes dry at the sight. you dip your fingers between her glistening folds, the tantalizing movement eliciting a whine from ellie. your thumb finds her pulsing clit and starts slowly tracing circles. once you’ve worked her and yourself up, you press one finger deep into her slick center, trying not to fall apart from how worked up her cries have gotten you.

“you’re being such a good girl for me,” you muttered tenderly, lazily pumping your finger inside her.

the petname hit ellie like a lightning strike. she tells on herself with how she clenches around your digits, her hips bucking up to encourage your thrusts deeper. you turn devilishly cocky when you realize the cause of her unraveling. she’s begging you to keep talking, to move your hand faster and bring her to ecstasy. you keep up the pace, focused on stretching her out until gradually adding a second finger and curling them deeper.

“fuck, you’re taking my fingers so well,” you purr, pairing it with more light kisses and nibbles to her ear.

“mmm…oh my fucking god—“ ellie breathes your name like a prayer, her pleas tumbling out incomprehensibly.

“you like being my good fucking girl, hmm? i didn’t know just how much..you’re so fucking tight…”

your words are ellie’s downfall, a long-awaited orgasm suddenly crashing through her. her entire body shudders, and you guide ellie through the waves uttering similar, delicate phrases, reveling in how the praise undid her. “good fucking girl, atta girl…”

once the throes of pleasure grow further apart, you pull your fingers from her. you bring your wet digits up and press them to ellie’s lips, giving a quiet command for her clean up her mess. “suck.”

ellie, flushed and dumbed out from her orgasm, mindlessly wraps her pretty lips around you, tasting herself on your fingers. the warmth enveloping you is almost overbearing for your own lust. of course, you encourage her as she sucks them clean. “that’s it, my sweet girl. i’m so proud of you.”

[tojigasm]

Logan thoughts bathing together and you trying to imitate his hairstyle using the foam of shampoo what would his reaction 🤭

"You playin', baby?" Logan smiles at you from across the tub, fluffing some of his own bubbles over his sideburns, adding volume to his hair.

Almost inspired to lie by the persona you take on as soon as the soapy ears are added to the top of your head, you grumble a rough 'no.'

Logan makes a face at you. Quirking a brow at your near growl-like response before snorting.

"The hell was that?"

You roll your eyes, crossing your arms over your breasts in the process.

"Nothin', bub. Don't worry about it."

It's then that Logan registers what's going on and immediately flicks water at you.

"Hey!" You squeal, blocking your makeshift ears from any damage.

"That's not how I act." Logan huffs, head turned to the side.

"Oh, yes it is, Logan." You point a soapy finger towards him, "don't even try to deny it."

He rolls his eyes at you, mumbling a "whatever," under his breath.

There's a moment that passes where the both of you simultaneously break into smiles before leaning into another, meeting each other in a soft kiss.

Logan runs his thumb over your chin, holding you there.

"Y'know you're lucky you're cute, right?"

You nod.

[linos-luna]

Hush ❣️

Jeongin x Fem!Reader

Warnings: SMUT, groping, sex

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Perhaps this wasn’t the best idea. It was early in the morning when his housemate, Chan, had come home and was in the next room. Last night he was at the studio, working himself to exhaustion. But now he’s here.

So what was the problem? Well you were being intimate with your boyfriend. You were on his lap, his hard cock deep in your cunt. Jeongin was laying down, holding onto your thighs then ass as he moved you. But when hearing the front door, you froze.

“Shit… I thought… you said—…” you whispered, trying to keep your breathing down.

“He’ll leave soon.” Jeongin whispered back causally. “Keep going baby… you look so hot right now.”

Small whimpers escaped your lips as you moved again. It was slow and you did your absolute best to keep quiet. But it must’ve been too slow for your boyfriend because he decided to thrust up.

“J-Jeon— agh~” This elicited a moan to escape your lips and your cheeks went red. You looked down at jeongin, only to see your boyfriend smiling devilishly at you while tapping his pointer finger to his lips in a shushing motion.

Slowly you moved your hand to cover your mouth and Jeongin started thrusting up again. It was hard to keep quiet and your eyes rolled back as you held your mouth. Moans and gasps suppressed.

‘When is he leaving??’ You thought to yourself.

Chan was grabbing his keys and a soda from the fridge. You knew he was leaving soon but it felt like he was taking forever!

“Shhh~” Jeongin whispered in a teasing tone as a muffled moan escaped you. “Wouldn’t want Channie to hear you now, hm?”

“Mm—mm— mm—” It was hard to think straight as he hit that sweet spot multiple times but you managed to shake your head.

Your thighs trembled as you now moved yourself and gasps covered by your hand.

“Such a good girl~” he whispered while holding your waist then using one hand to gently massage your breast. “Keep going~”

That sweet release was so close and you felt yourself clenching around him it as you moved feverishly.

Finally, he left. There was silence in the front room. The front door closed and the clicking of the lock could be heard. Jeongin grunted as he thrusted up and you let go of your mouth. “Such a good girl! Fuck—… you’re so good~”

“A-ah— j-Jeongin—! I-I—“ you moaned loudly, no longer caring about the volume. “I-I’m gonna— I’m gonna cum—!” You gasped aloud.

“I know.” He smirked. “Let go now. Let go for me.”

As if on command you came. And you came hard. It left you panting and eyes glassy.

Jeongin was pretty satisfied and careful not to move just in case you were too overstimulated. “Good job, baby. Let’s rest now, okay?”

[centoru]

A threesome with Satoru and Suguru would really be simple. Right?

Being sandwiched between two men who had opposite ways in fucking wasn't as simple as you thought it was.

Suguru was gentle with you, he played with you, teased you, talked you through it — and his best friend, Satoru, stimulated you beyond your limits.

Satoru hungrily feasted on your skin, leaving red and purplish marks on your nipples and the underside of your breasts, marking you against Suguru's liking. He clicked his tongue at the sight of you covered in sweat and Satoru's saliva, disliking that Satoru got to claim you first.

Prior to all this, they both agreed not to give you hickeys, at least not visible ones. Satoru followed your request nonetheless, but Suguru was jealous of it. So, in response to all this, he kissed you, drank you in, made you moan inside his mouth, and all this made Satoru boil in envy as he had only taken a taste of your sweet, supple breasts instead of your lips first.

They bickered over you, who should go first, who'd pleasure you best. They were cocky, had volumes of arrogance that could only mirror each other. They fought whoever could make you cum first, but then came to a random conclusion that Satoru could take a taste of your pussy first as your mouth was being unnoticed.

Satoru positioned his face between your legs and Suguru put your head on his chest, he'd force you to face him while Satoru ate you out. Satoru would kiss your inner thighs to earn a shiver from you, then slowly lick your folds. He played with your clit by flicking his tongue on it before finally using his mouth to suck and lick your wetness.

Satoru was definitely the type to enjoy a good feast.

You covered his face in slick and he loved it, he'll want more of it. Everytime you threw your head back, face someplace else — both in pleasure and shyness — he'd cup your face and make you stare at Satoru who would be staring right at you the whole time.

"Look at him," Suguru whispered, your cheeks filled with drool. "I'm going to make you feel so much better than that, doll."

Suguru played with your nipples and kissed you. Your tongues dancing with each other, and Satoru dug his tongue deeper in you, making you moan in Suguru's mouth so he wouldn't be able to kiss you properly. Satoru wanted your attention on him as he ate you out.

You came all over Satoru's mouth as he pulled his pants down. His exposed shaft slowly rubbed against your wet pussy, sensitive from getting eaten out. Suguru wanted to go first, wanting to desperately feel your pussy around his cock, but the way you changed position to give him some attention as well, crawling to his dick that would already be sprung up, was simply enough to make all his protests disappear.

Satoru rubbed onto you first, earning a jolt from you and delayed your approaching touch to Suguru's length. Suguru glared at the already smirking Satoru who was lining his tip on your entrance.

Suguru's cock was thick. While Satoru's was long.

You spat on his cock, slowly letting your mouth wet his entirety. Suguru gasped at the feeling of your warm mouth enveloping his dick. Satoru entered you then, making you moan with Suguru's cock inside your mouth.

"Fuck, she feels wonderful." Satoru groaned, but Suguru was just focused in feeling your mouth around him.

Suguru grabbed a handful of your hair just to let you do your work properly, but Satoru fucked you hard to let some of your strands fall to your face.

Satoru pounded into you hard so you won't be able to pleasure Suguru properly, so you peeled yourself off from him and have your face buried against the pillow.

"You asshole, she won't be able to suck me off if you're fucking her that hard." Suguru glared at Satoru's greed, and he only scoffed while hitting your good spots with the way you moaned out loud.

"Not my problem." Satoru said as he rammed in you. The sound of your wet pussy squelching as he toyed with your insides began filling the room. You tried to suck Suguru off, but ended up kissing his tip and his shaft from how hard Satoru fucked you. Satoru smiled at this sight, to see Suguru utterly frustrated from being too turned on, yet incapable to do anything about it.

So, he watched you instead and your reactions, then jerked off in front of you. This awakened something in you, your sight only filled by the image of Suguru pleasuring himself as he looked at you. Your eyes directed to Suguru's fist wrapped around his cock as he watched you get fucked good, his expressions pleasuring you as Satoru went in and out of you.

"Oh—god, T-Toru!" You buried your face again in the pillows, screaming his nickname on the top of your lungs.

"F-Fuck.. Suguru.." You moaned even though Satoru was inside you. Suguru smirked, and Satoru drilled into you harsher, smacking your ass until your skin was red from it.

Satoru felt like a winner again.

With the way you moaned his nickname, it was enough to make him cum. He pulled out, flipped you over so you'd be lying down on your back, then came all over your stomach. Suguru did the same and came all over your boobs, your nipples swollen, your chest covered with a clash of hickeys they both put on you.

Then, they switched places after you finish catching your breath. Satoru was unwilling, but as he was pushed, he did what he was forced to. Satoru's cock with the remains of your slick and his cum, got his thumb pressed on his tip and spread it before poking it on your lips. He glossed your lips with the mixture of your wetness and his cum before you opened your mouth for him.

He pushed it in slowly, hitting the back of your throat as you let him throatfuck you. Suguru envied this scene as he slowly entered you. You squirmed from this, Satoru was forced to pull out to let you breathe.

"Fuck!" You exclaimed. Suguru being thick made you shiver from the first entry.

"You like that, baby?" He asked, you nodded then theew your head back again to welcome Satoru's dick in your throat. Suguru acted all cocky, smirking at Satoru who was glaring at him.

Suguru fucked you both fast and slow, he'd grab any chance to tease you and make you rock your hips forward. Satoru definitely found the scene annoying and would fuck your throat until you have no other focus but his cock.

They both went in and out of you in such a pace and you went crazy with how Satoru pinched and played with your nipples. Suguru rubbed your clit as he hit your sensitive spots in competition. Satoru with little mercy in him, pulled out and let you use your hand instead. You'd try though, but Suguru was fucking you too good.

So, he lined his cock in between your boobs and completely blocked Suguru from your view. Suguru groaned out of sheer irritation, but your pussy was just too good to not fuck harder.

Satoru fucked your breasts, your boobs jiggling with Suguru's thrusts and he'd only have to hold them in place. Satoru could feel himself close as sweat trickled from his forehead down to his lean body, his cock then began spurting his warm seed on your chest. He jerked it off to release more on your face, painting your pretty features with his cum.

Suguru felt jealous of this, but as Satoru removed himself on top of you and revealed your face — pretty as ever despite being completely undone — he fucked you harder. Strings of profanities began uncontrollably leaving youe mouth, letting his name clash endlessly with it. You felt him twitch inside you, the familiar knot in your stomach coming to a close as he finally released inside you, and you came all over his cock.

Suguru felt like a winner this time as he was able to cum inside of you. Satoru glared at him, yet still felt satisfied when he gazed on your cum-coated face. With all the hickeys, the cum on your body and some dripping from inside you, they stood proud as they'd be the best you'll ever had and have.

"You're amazing." Suguru said, soft like a whisper, panting as he plopped down the empty space next to you. "Such a good girl." Satoru followed then began to search for something to clean you up with.

Oh, and don't worry, they'd be good at taking care of you, too.

Both of them lost and won in different ways. They'd both be pleasured and displeased, but would always come to a conclusion that you'd always be so good at taking both of them.