#Yohei Komatsu

[siwonineedmoney]

[scarskelly]

[knifepervert]

This is very…

[shock-arrow1989]

Liger: You actually want Komatsu(YOH) to wash your body, don't you?

SHO: 😳….Komatu…..

[jurassicexpress]

[leaveharmony]

Off the charts psychological warfare from YOH and MUSASHI: Despy looks like his soul has departed his body but it's still hovering close enough to allow him to feel pain.

[scribensmulier]

Open-Mouthed Wonderment

gif is my own pairing: yoh x f!reader word count: 788 warnings: mutual masturbation, facial, cumplay

the title is from a poem by the Roman poet Lucretius, talking about Mars embracing Venus: "throwing back his handsome neck and gazing up at you, in open-mouthed wonderment he feasts his greedy eyes with love; and, as he reclines, his breath hangs upon your lips."

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You lay your head back on the mattress, basking in Yoh’s touch as he kneels between your legs. His lips trail along your inner thighs, fingertips just barely venturing near your core. He knows you’re already wet for him, but he’s never been one to refuse an opportunity to tease you. 

Yoh gently parts your lips before his gaze, lost in the decadent sight of your desire. He catches your eye, letting you think he’s going to finally slide his finger inside you, but instead he removes his hands from your thighs.

“No, come back,” you all but whine at him.

He shakes his head, his usual mischievous smirk on his face. “Show me what you do.”

You cock your head, not sure what he means. “What I do… when?”

“When I’m not here. Show me how you touch yourself.”

Oh. That. Your face flushes with heat. It’s not like it’s a secret that you masturbate; Yoh knows that, of course. But he also knows you’re embarrassed by the idea of explicitly describing your own practices to anyone, even him. 

He’s still smiling as he presses another kiss to your thigh, putting you at ease. You prop yourself up on some pillows and inhale deeply. One of your hands holds your breast as you slide the other hand down your abdomen.

You hear Yoh’s breath hitch when you start to circle your clit, not unlike your own breath catching in your throat. Being watched so intimately is hotter than you expected it to be. You dip your finger lower, gathering your own wetness and swirling it up around your nub. 

Yoh sits back, his dark eyes never leaving you. He had been hard before asking you to perform for him, but now he’s almost painfully so, watching the woman he loves get swept up in her own pleasure, catered exactly to what she desires. He memorizes everything, noting which movements give you a chance to catch your breath and which stir you back into a frenzy. As he watches, he almost subconsciously wraps a hand around himself, precum following his grip as he strokes from head to base and back again.

You glance over at him, not surprised to see he has joined you in self-pleasure. Watching Yoh, you understand now, that desire to watch. Even as his gaze remains focused on your center, even as he chews his lower lip at the corner when you slide two fingers into your wetness, some part of him is still fixated on chasing his own desires. Seeing him so worked up only encourages you, and you let out a not-so-soft moan as you curl your fingers to hit the right spot. 

“Keep going,” he whispers, uncharacteristically quiet for once. “Please.” 

“You too,” you respond, matching his tone.

Yoh’s hand moves more quickly, grips more firmly, and his breathing is getting ragged. He resists the impulse to close his eyes, not wanting to miss a second of his girl’s private show.

Your other hand joins the first, adding just a tiny bit of pressure to your clit at first, then rubbing more intently as you continue to finger yourself under Yoh’s watch. The added stimulation surges you closer to your peak, and Yoh is quick to notice the tiny signs that you are going to come soon.

He slows his own actions, simply holding his erection for the time being as he leans forward again and begins kissing and nipping at your thighs. That tiny bit of pain shoves you over the edge, neither hand slowing as you work yourself through your orgasm, Yoh’s mouth never leaving your flesh.

As you collapse to catch your breath, Yoh climbs over you until he is straddling your torso. Your view of his aching cock is entirely unimpeded as he returns to his stroking directly before your face. You grab onto his thighs, desperate for contact as he grits his teeth. You slip one of your hands down to fondle his balls, triggering his imminent climax. With a growl he coats your face and chest in come, throwing his head back when he has emptied himself.

He looks down at you and uses his finger to draw some of the cum on your face across your lips. You eagerly lick his finger clean, smiling back. Somehow you both start to laugh at the same moment. What had started as a slow handsy cuddle session had ended with you pressed beneath Yoh and covered in his release. 

He kisses you deeply, disregarding the mess he has left on your face. Once he slides off of you, you walk together on wobbly legs to the bathroom to clean each other up before resuming your lazy cuddling. 

[elitehanitje]

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[imvgeswrestling]

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[despemania]

hiromu’s been assigning all kinds of animals to lio lately, but am i the only one seeing him as a speedy rabbit?

[fakeprowrestlingfacts]

Fact #197

The reason women's jeans never have real/useful pockets is because Yoh stole them all to make his gear and ring jacket.

[siwonineedmoney]

[scarskelly]

[knifepervert]

Everyone deserves a forehead kiss 😌

[jurassicexpress]

[leaveharmony]

It's the way Despy just turns away like "Welp, we can't mourn forever."