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rinsoccerball · 3 months ago

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My Brothers Best Friend

I’ve been working on this for like four days and i lowkey hate it, im a little rusty at writing smut rn, but im in love with megumi so im posting it anyways

Synopsis: Reader is 18 and Megumi is 20. You’ve always had a crush on your brother Yuuji’s moody best friend, Megumi Fushiguro. He’s always been cold and stand-offish until a summer trip to your hometown changes your dynamic.

Pairing: megumi x f!reader

Wc: 9.1k (i tried to keep it under 10k 😭)

Warnings: HEAVY SMUT! Porn with plot!! corruption kink, loss of virginity, mouth spitting. Mean/softish dom gumi, degradation/praise, creampie, unprotected p in v (don’t be silly wrap that Willy), manhandling, you’re too cute and Megumi wants to ruin you, y/n is used like three or four times, fluffy and angsty.

The rumbling of the car jostled your bags around. "You want a beer?" Misa turned, a cold beer in her hand and you smiled before taking it. "yeah thanks." Her smile was warm. Her green eyes warm in the soft light of the sunset. She was cute, but her wide gorgeous smile made you nervous. Pretty girls always made your palms sweat.

Itsumi turned her head, —your best friend—you'd known her for about three years now, "I can't wait to spend summer with everyone in our hometown" she turned her head back fast since she was driving, focusing back on the road.

"Your hometown." Misa added. She'd been 'dragged' up to your guys hometown. For the first time ever.

You hummed picking at the thread on your jeans, "Me too sumi! School was murdering me" You laughed taking a swig of the beer. "Me too girl me too! finals had me choking myself out." You both laughed and the conversation died down.

You were so grateful to be done for the year. Exams and studying behind you until it started all over again in the fall. But for now you could focus on the heat, and carefree air of your three month break.

Summer was finally here.

Smoke swirled throughout the room, and you coughed. Your body light and your head empty from the blunt being passed around the group. A cat layed across your lap as you leaned against the wall, your eyes slowly scanned the room before landing on her.

Misa. She's so pretty, and everyone swirled around her talking about how gorgeous she was. Even he couldn't keep his eyes off of her. His dark hair was spiked up in its usual style, messy from how many times he'd run his hands through it. His dark blue eyes lidded and heavy from the amount of weed he had inhaled.

She looked over at him and smiled. The same charming smile she uses on everyone. You'd only met her officially six hours ago, but you'd seen her use it a numerous amount of times. Unwarranted jealousy curled up in your stomach and made its way into your throat.

Your cheeks burned from a fresh sunburn and your shoulders ached from opting to not put sunscreen on them. You moved slightly your shirt scratching the burns and you let out a quiet groan. When you moved your eyes up to scan the room again, his eyes were on you. The sunburn hides the flush to your cheeks as your eyes meet and you turn your head. The feeling of shame washing over you for even looking at him.

Megumi Fushiguro. The stupidly attractive 'mean' emo boy that'd you'd had a crush on for the last six years. You met when you were a seventh grader and he was a tenth grader. You'd hung out with a lot of kids older than you. Kids your age were mean, and so Yuuji being your nice older brother took it upon himself to bring you around.

The first time you'd ever seen him was when he had shown up while you were hanging out with Yuuji. Your brother had invited him over only to then drag Megumi away to a party. A small smile on his lips as he looked at you, and waved. After that night, it was over for you.

So now sitting in front of him, freshly eighteen. Wide eyed baked out of your mind— it starts all over again.

Misa hops over to him, and plops down beside him. His lidded eyes move over to her as she smiles big at him. Words are spoken that you can't hear, and you leave to fill your cup back up.

You chug your drink and go to fill it again, "easy there killer, don't you have to drive t'night?" His voice is deeper than you'd remembered, and you turn, blearily looking up at him. "Nah, came with Itsumi and Misa." He hums grabbing your cup from you, "tsk, underage drinking. I'm pretty sure that's a no no." You roll your eyes and turn to grab another plastic cup. "So it's only okay when you do it?"

He ignores your last statement. "Does that mean ur all gonna be at that party tomorrow? At Nobara's?" I take another swig and turn, "obviously, why? Trying to see Misa again?" The alcohol and weed have made you brave. You've never been able to banter with him before.

He gets quiet before diverting the topic, "heard you guys we're going to the beach tomorrow... you got room for more?" You shrug, "not my car." There's a distant yell and then Misa is fast walking up to us, "Megumi you gotta come see this!" She drags him away and you let out a shuddered breath.

You drag yourself to the car and move yourself into the backseat, grabbing your phone and sighing in self pity.

"Whatcha doin back here?" The sound of your brother's presence shakes you from your stupor. Reminding you of where you are. "Just chillin." You smile at him trying to hide the pained look from your face.

He laughs, "oh really?" He scoots in next to you shoving you over. "The party is in there, why're you out here?" His voice is gentle this time and you sigh.

You'd kept this secret from him forever. How could you tell your brother that you've been secretly pining over his best friend for years. He'd be sick to his stomach.

But the mix of alcohol and weed makes you word vomit. "Have you ever wanted something so bad, even though you know you shouldn't. Even though you know you can never have it."

He eyes you suspiciously, "is this about Megumi?" You sputter. Your face heating up all the way to your ears. "How'd you know?" He laughs at your question and slaps a hand on your shoulder. You wince slightly from the sting.

"Im stupid but I'm not blind imouto-san. I know when you like someone. Megumi's oblivious, and a little cold, but he's a good guy, and I approve."

You're taken aback by his soft confession, but it's pointless. "Yeah but... but he'll never feel the same. Im just your little imouto to him, and misa exists. So you know." He laughs again before rubbing your back soothingly. "We've known misa since our freshman year of college. Don't be worried. I think you'd be surprised." And with that he's exiting the car and walking away.

What does that even mean?

That night ended in salty tears and bated breath as you fell asleep in your childhood bed. You thought about crawling into bed with Yuuji, but decided against it. You weren't ten anymore.

Now as you sit on the beach you'd spent countless summers on. You watch as Misa sits thigh to thigh with Megumi, and your chest grows tight. Thanks for your wise words of wisdom Niichan.

The black bikini you'd picked had done nothing to draw his attention, and as you looked out across the water you mentally scolded yourself. What were you doing trying to catch his attention? Stupid. It's summer. Your first summer as a legal adult. You should only be worried about having fun.

So you ran out into the tide, and you heard Itsumi and Nobara laughing as they followed.

Itsumi slightly pushed you but the ocean took its own jab at you as a wave knocked you on your ass. You all laughed and Nobara helped you up. All three of you waded out into the water until you could no longer feel the sandy floor.

"What do you guys think of misa?" You asked kicking your feet to keep yourself afloat. "Shes cool but she's totally only here cause she's had the hots for Megumi since she met him." Itsumi laughed and you grumbled.

"I wouldn't worry about it y/n.. Megumi is a man he probably thinks she's being his friend. Cause that's what he thinks of her." Nobara says, and Itsumi splashes her. "Yeah I dunno, they're def fucking, but I'm rooting for y/n to get that mean emo dick."

You splash her and giggle opting to ignore the comment she made about them sleeping around, "shut up you know I don't care about that." She shakes her head, "obviously not you've been a virgin for eighteen years." You blush and dunk her under the water, and before you know it, all three of you have taken turns trying to drown each other.

After your conversation on the beach you'd relaxed. If it was meant to be than it's meant to be and if not than oh well. So what if he was piping Misa. You'd move on... hopefully. You'd had a good time with everyone. Sipping on something Yuuji and Nobara had concocted and put into a metal water bottle.

You hadn't felt this relaxed in months.

You'd been so relaxed that when it came time for Nobaras party, you hadn't even thought about your silly little crush.

You'd gotten all dressed up with Nobara, Itsumi, and Misa. Music blasting in Nobara's room as you all sipped on Smirnoff's.

They'd already headed downstairs, but you couldn't pull yourself away from the mirror. A cute pink mini skirt covered your lower half, and you'd paired it with a floral halter top. You put cute pink clips in your hair, and did your makeup light and glossed up your lips.

You knew you were pretty, and looking at yourself all dressed up—slightly tipsy. You actually felt it. You smiled at yourself. Pearly white teeth peeking out from behind glossy lips, and as you smoothed down your skirt. You finally decided it was time.

You walked down the stairs of a home you'd been in a million times, but you felt brand new.

You skipped your way through sweaty bodies to the make-shift bar. liquor lined the counters along with some snacks, and you began fixing yourself a drink. Vodka and cranberry juice.

You took a sip of it and grimaced. Okay maybe you'd overdone it with the vodka, but that was okay cause it's summer, and you deserved to let loose.

"Underage drinking again? Bad y/n." At the sound of his smooth deep voice you tensed. "Maneee and I thought I was gonna get away with it." You giggled spinning around to look up at him.

His eyes drank you in from head to toe, and you almost shivered. The way he was inspecting you made you feel like you'd stripped down naked in front of him.

"You look..." he swallowed thickly hooded eyes still studying you. "You look nice." It was your turn to swallow thickly, and you felt no shame as you studied him. Black jeans and a black t-shirt. The same black necklace fitted around his neck that he always wore, and his hair spiked up as usual.

"So do you gumi." You smiled brightly at him taking a sip from your cup. You fought the wince but you were sure he caught it.

"Gumi? That's new, I like it." He looked down at your drink before swiping it from you. "What're you drinking?" He took a sip and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He choked out a laugh, "what is this vodka with a shot of cranberry juice?" You gasped and tried to snatch your drink from him but he raised his hand higher out of reach.

"What?! It's good.." he shook his head, "it's fucking disgusting." You scoffed and crossed your arms over your chest. "Give it back Megumi."

He kissed his tongue to the back of his teeth, before taking a step closer to you. Now in your personal space he leaned his head down. "That wasn't very polite.. that's not how you ask for things, is it?" He cocked his head slightly, eyes shining mischievously.

"May I please have my drink back Megumi?" You asked sweetly, sugar dripping from your lips as you smile cutely at him. And as Megumi studies you, eyes flitting down to your glossy lips, he's positive that in this room, under these lights, in the fog of all the smoke, you're the prettiest girl he's ever laid eyes on.

"Try again. You're missing something." You look at him puzzled and if he were a weaker man he would've given in and smashed his lips against your pouty, glossy lips.

"Oh! I know!" You clear your throat before continuing sweeter this time. "Gumi, may I please have my drink back?" He stares at you. The same bored look he always sports making you nervous as he takes a deep breath. "Yeah uh." He coughs. "Here... just uhm be careful, be smart." He says gripping your chin and rattling your head.

"Ew gross. Quit flirting and get a room." Nobara says cheekily, hands on her hips. You turn three shades darker as you splutter choking on your drink.

"No no we weren't flirting just talking! Nothing wEird is happening here." You say waving your hands around before shooting her a look that says—im gonna kill you—she laughs moving around you to make herself another drink, and Misa pops up out of nowhere.

"Megumi! Come try this blunt it's so good!" She exclaims smiling as she grabs his arm and pulls him away. He turns his head back to see you already looking at him and he waves at you.

You wave back mouthing "bye" before you turn around to see Itsumi has now popped up with Yuuji. He's got red lipstick smeared against his mouth and he's grinning sheepishly at you.

Her lipsticks smudged and you bark out a laugh. "Good for you sumi." She looks at you then Nobara and then in the direction Megumi has been dragged off to.

"We gotta come up with a plan to get you that emo boy dick" she says determined and Yuuji groans, "eww gross that's my imouto."

Despite Megumi getting dragged off, you've been having a fantastic time. You've danced all over the house. The alcohol thrumming in your veins making you loose. Unaware of the eyes that have watched you all night.

You feel good, weightless, as you dance to the beat with your girl friends, and your brother trying—and failing—to throw ass. You've not had a good laugh like this in a minute, and it's nice.

It's so nice that you don't even care that Megumi is pressed thigh to thigh with Misa on the couch, as they pass a blunt back and forth. You don't care that you've had a crush on him since you were twelve years old, and you don't care that you're now pressed against some random dude.

He's tall, he smells good, and he's whispering naughty stuff in your ear that would usually make you blush. But you don't care, you turn around to loop your arms around the back of his neck and when he leans down to try and kiss you, you dodge it. You shake your finger at him and turn back around. "Saving it." You yell over the music.

"For what?" He whispers in your ear, and the question stumps you. What were you saving it for? Deep down you knew, but when were you going to let go of that childish dream. Megumi was never going to be your first kiss. So why not him? But before you let him press his lips against yours, someone is dragging you by your arm.

You yelp and try to twist your arm free. "Hey! I was just about to—" you don't get to finish your sentence though, his spiky hair coming into view through your bleary vision.

"About to waste your first kiss on that loser. You're drunk. Go drink water." You're taken back by his rough tone and you yank your arm from his grip, even though it makes you grit your teeth in pain.

"Excuse me? Who do you think you are?" You're glaring at him now. How dare he pull you away from your fun. He's a Party pooper and you tell him as much.

"Oh yeah? Ya think so?" He asks dangerous lilt in his voice as he backs you up against the wall of the hallway. Both hands on either side of your head, and the music sounds far-away now as you stare into his eyes. His nose pressed up against yours.

You stare into Megumi's eyes. Longer than you ever have and he really is the most beautiful man you've ever seen.

You feel a stirring in your chest. His eyes a magnetic, intense blue. The color of the sky right before the day ends and night takes hold—the color of dusk.

You shivered, and he rubs your bare arms, "cold?" You shook you head, "no." Those same eyes flickered down to your lips, and as he watched you close your eyes, he clears his throat, and backs away from you. Ruining the moment.

"No why—" You balled his shirt up in your tiny fists, and pulled him in closer. "Don't you feel it?" You asked gesturing in between you both, and he pushes off the wall, hands coming to rest at his sides.

And in the next breath he utters words he wished he could take back immediately. "Feel what?" You turned beet red. Embarrassment, and shame filled you. You pushed him away, unable to hide the hurt on your face and he lets you. Lets you walk to Nobara's room, and out of sight.

The sun shines brightly in Nobara's room. You groan and move the blankets up over your face. "Someone turn off that light."

"It's called the sun dummy. Now get up." Nobara says as Itsumi yanks the blanket completely off of you. "We're going to hang out at your house today." You groan but sit up anyways. Your head thrumming against your skull.

"Who let me get that drunk." You huff as you get out of bed. "Girl bye you're such a lightweight you disappeared way before the party was over." You glare at both of them.

"For good reason too, so shut up." You say noticing you’d passed out in your party outfit. "Someone take me home. Please."

The minute you walk into your house you wanna bolt. Megumi is passed out on the couch, and nostalgia hits you. You watch him for a moment. He looks so young. Cheek smushed into the pillow as he softly snores.

Despite the sadness rising up in you, you make your way up to your room. You collapse on your bed, and the only thing that gets you up again is the sound of the girls all giggling downstairs.

You grab your pink fluffy towel and make your way towards the bathroom. The shower helps with your headache, but does nothing to ease the nausea building inside of you.

Once out of the shower you wrap the towel around yourself, and open the door.

Your eyes land on Megumi's form outside your door. Closed fist hesitating as if he's debating on knocking.

"Why're you standing outside my door like that?" He jumps at the sound of your voice and whips around.

"Uhm well I... see well i?" He pauses, rolling his eyes at himself. "I came to talk to you about last night." You shake your head. "We don't have anything to talk about. You didn't feel it. We're good."

He shakes his head and you sidestep him into your room. "No that's not what I meant. I just didn't want to talk about it while you're hammered." He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. "I mean I'd just watched you dance on some random for like an hour."

You roll your eyes, "whatever. I need to get dressed." He fixes you with a glare so ínstense that you shut up. "Don't be like that. Im trying..." he sighs, "im trying to be vulnerable and you just need to... to.. shut up and listen."

You stand there looking around awkwardly in your pink towel, "uh okay. I'll just stand here naked while you spill your innermost thoughts and feelings." It seems to really dawn on him that you're only in a towel and he clears his throat. "I'll uhm.. I'll turn around." And he does just that.

"Nu uh, get out. Im naked, you're a man, im not getting dressed in front of you." You cross the room and begin pushing him towards the door, but he protests. "But im turned around."

You shake your head. "I don't care. Im a lady. Wait outside the door." He sighs exasperatedly but does what you say. You close the door and lean against it as you take a deep breath.

You finish dressing, putting on pink sweatpants and a tank top. You open the door as your brushing you hair to let him in but he's gone. You shrug before slipping on fuzzy socks and making your way downstairs.

"Okay what's the—" you stop talking as you enter the living room. Misa is all up on Megumi again, and you fix your gaze somewhere else. "Plan for today."

"Movie marathon!!" Yuuji yells as he jumps up. "Megumi help me with snacks."

"Why m-" Megumi starts but the sound of your brothers voice shouts from the kitchen, "just get in here and help me, jeez"

You sit on the couch next to Itsumi, and she ruffles your wet hair. "How ya feeling?" You groan. "Like I could fill an entire bucket with vomit." She snickers "lightweight." A beat of silence passes before you've realized Megumi and your brother are taking forever.

You sneak up to the kitchen to scare them. Tip toeing your sock covered feet up to the corner when you hear them.

"But did you feel it?" Yuuji asks whispering so that no one past where you're standing can hear them. "Man if I told you what I had felt you'd bury me six feet under." Megumi quips looking down at the ground very interested in the tile. "Ew gross, okay whatever. Just know if you hurt her, then I really will bury you. Alive, in an unmarked grave."

Megumi laughs dryly, and you walk as fast as you can back to the couch but not before hearing, "and you need to find a way to let Misa down gently."

The group is halfway through the movie, passing around a blunt, but you can't seem to focus on anything except what you'd overheard.

How long had they been having conversations like that? Did it mean what you thought it meant? No. It had to be about another girl. That's what he wanted to tell you. That's why he didn't feel it.

If not misa, and definitely not you, then who? You tried to rack your brain of everyone they hung out with at college, but Megumi was pretty closed off. Even in your own group. Maybe it was someone you'd all yet to meet.

"Are you gonna keep the rotation going, or are you gonna hold the blunt hostage?" Misa laughs and you shoot her a playful glare before you're passing it off to your brother.

He nudges you, "you okay?" You nod smiling at him keeping any look of discomfort off your face before you settle back onto the movie.

A couple hours later you hear Nobara groaning and moaning about how she wants to do a bonfire on the beach, and everyone is begging to do it another night.

"How about we do it tomorrow, and I'll make weed brownies," you offer and you can see the wheels turning in her brain. "Okay deal, but they better be good. That last batch was weak AF."

"Eww did you just say af out loud," Itsumi laughs. Nobara sticks her tongue out at her, and you all laugh at them.

The night goes on, and by the time it's dusk outside, everyone has left. Yuuji knocks his knee against yours, and you hum.

"Whatcha thinkin about?"

"The bonfire tomorrow. What I'm gonna wear." It's not entirely a lie, but after Megumi never pulled you aside to talk again, and the conversation you'd overheard you really weren't in the mood to talk about it.

You can feel his eyes on you. Studying you. "Im fine Niichan. I promise!" You say smiling at him and patting his knee to put him at ease.

"I should bake the brownies." You say before swiftly getting up and heading into the kitchen.

Baking has always helped you clear your mind, and so you do just that. Using it as a distraction to finally get some relief from the train wreck your thoughts have become.

The next morning you stood fussing over clothes in your room. Throwing them around, and trying on different outfits. You hated all of them.

You could hear Yuuji yelling at you from downstairs. Giving you a five minute warning, but you tuned him out.

When you finally decided twenty minutes later, much to Yuuji's dismay as you could hear him yelling up at you.

You stood in the mirror, the pink bikini you'd picked out set comfortably under your flowery sundress. The beige sheer shaw you'd picked out slung over your shoulders. Your dark hair in waves from your sleep braids that fell down to your waist.

You grabbed your beach bag, and finally headed downstairs to a grumbling Yuuji.

When you finally arrived to the bonfire on the beach, the music was bumping, and the sun was settling over the horizon.

You sat away from the crowd watching as the tide pushed and pulled the water along the shore. You were two pot brownies in, and honestly you felt at ease. The sun setting casted a golden glow along the beach that warmed your skin and you closed your eyes enjoying the warmth.

"You're always running off." Misa says as she takes a seat next to you. You smile at her, and the wind softly blows your hair off your shoulders.

"I just needed a minute to enjoy the sunset. Isn't it beautiful?" You say wistfully. Watching it with a childlike wonder. No matter how many times you'd seen it, it never got old.

"It really is." She smiled before knocking her shoulder against yours, "just like you." You rolled your eyes, and moved your gaze over her. "Says you, you're goregous misa." She brushes you off, before the mood dips.

"Tell that to Megumi." You tilt your head a look of confusion forming itself onto your face. "Whaddya mean?"

"He just... I dunno, ended? things? between us." The sick feeling of joy spreads through you, but you kept it off your face. Instead opting to wrap an arm around her shoulder genuinely feeling sorry for the girl, despite your horrible glee. "Im so sorry misa I had no idea."

She laughed bitterly. "Yeah. You wanna know something funny?" She paused pain etched onto her beautiful face.

"What?"

"You're the reason. I mean he didn't say it, but it's been pretty clear since we got here.” The words ring in your ears over and over again, and you feel like the butt of some sick joke. Like everyone knew something you didn't.

"Im definitely not the reason misa. I've known Megumi for six years. He's never taken an interest." You try to keep the longing out of your voice, but you’re sure it's reached her.

She knows, everyone did at this point.

"Then you've not been paying attention." She gets up leaving you dumbfounded mouth agape. What did that mean? You found yourself asking this question a lot. How was it that everyone but you knew what was going on.

You want to dwell on it. Turn the words over and over in your head until it makes you sick, but you rejoin the party instead.

You're sitting around the fire when he plops down next to you. Two drinks in his hands, he wordlessly holds one out to you. You take it, a small smile lighting up your face.

"Handing an underage girl alcohol? Im pretty sure that's a no no gumi," you laugh as you mock him his own laugh joining in with yours. "Touché."

You turn to look at him, and your breath catches in your throat. He's wearing a casual egg white button down. The top three buttons undone, and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His hair is messy, and the light from the fire casts shadows on his face. He looks... beautiful.

Megumi's thoughts mirror yours as he looks you over. The light of the fire illuminates your skin, your hair in messy waves, and your pouty lips are as usual, glossy. He flexes his fingers. Fighting the urge to squish your puffy cheeks together and plant a searing kiss to your mouth.

Instead he compliments your brownies.

"You look really pretty tonight." He mumbles it so low you almost don't catch it. You chew on your bottom lip, and he really wishes you would stop drawing attention to your lips.

"Thank you gumi. So do you." You facepalm as the words come out. "I mean... uhm well what I meant was that you uhm.." you clear your throat, "You look very handsome tonight." His face reddens and he brings his hand up to cover it.

The smile that makes its way onto your face has Megumi melting into a puddle. His stomach swoops, and he swears he's never felt this way before.

A comfortable silence falls over you, as the music plays in the background. You place your hands in the sand and thunder rumbles above you. The feeling of his hand brushing against yours sends a jolt of electricity through your body, and rain begins to fall from the sky.

You look up a pout forming on your lips. "Mane. It wasn't supposed to rain today." He grumbles before standing up and dusting off his jeans. He holds a hand out for you, and by the time he's helping you up the rain is steadily falling.

Everyone begins scrambling to grab their things and hightail it off the beach. You look around and notice that Itsumi and your brother are nowhere to be seen and his car is gone.

The rain is pouring now, and thunder cracks above you. You jump and Megumi chuckles swinging his key around his finger. “Need a ride?"

You smile sheepishly, nodding, before you begin to follow him to his car. By the time you get to the road to your house it's flooded and you huff, "I can't believe Yuuji AND Itsumi abandoned me!"

You smack your lips together running your fingers through your hair, "those traitors." Megumi steals a glance at you, and lets out a laugh. "You're cute when you're grumpy." The comment startles you, your heart now hammering against your ribcage.

"You... you.. OH HUSH." You giggle smacking a hand over your face. "Focus on the road."

When you make it into Megumi's house, you follow him to his room. The thought of being here so many times, but never seeing inside his room almost makes you laugh.

You pass the threshold after him, and study the room. Your eyes sweeping over it. It's so different from your own. The grey walls are covered in band posters, and there's a small black desk pushed up against the window.

The bed is pushed up against the wall in the middle of the room, and a black duvet lays neatly over the mattress. The only spot of color is the green stuffie set atop his dresser. You briskly walk towards it and pick it up.

"Gojo got that for me." He says standing very close behind you. "Of course he did. Silly man." You laugh to yourself. "He's cute, does he have a name."

"No he doesn't." You gasp whipping around to look at him. "That's horrible. You're a terrible stuffie dad. I will name him… Meggy!!" He shakes his head at you before plucking it from your hands and placing it back in its spot.

"That's perfect."

After changing into one of Megumi's very large blue hoodies, and his black sweatpants, you make your way out of the bathroom and to the living room.

You stand in front of him shrunken into his clothes and he snorts. "You're so tiny." You roll your eyes, "or maybe you're just freakishly large."

He scoots to the edge of the couch and grabs your arm dragging you to halfway straddle his lap. You hesitate over him. Unsure and nervous as you look down at him.

"Sit." He commands and you find it hard to oppose him so you do. You straddle your childhood crush a furious blush taking space over your cheeks.

"Why do you want me on your lap?" You ask playing with the sleeves of his hoodie that spill past your hands.

"Cause I wanna talk to you sweet girl." He says tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. "Ew don't do that I'll look like a goblin." You say untucking the hair from your ear. "And you can only do that like this?"

He laughs a real genuine laugh finding you so unbearably adorable, and you look up at him unsure of yourself. "I thought you wanted to talk yesterday, but you were gone." He looks away from you, "yeah Misa needed help with something." You roll your eyes feeling brave "of course she did."

"You've gotten really mouthy." He states. Squishing your cheeks in his hand. "Yeah well you've become a slut so.." he thumps you on the forehead, "ow that hurt dickhead." He shrugs coolly.

"Watch your mouth."

You groan, "quit talking to me like that, get back with misa or whatever." He eyes you as you sit up. "Shut up and Listen." He drags you closer to him, and he rests his hands on your hips. "You're such a big baby, what I was going to say yesterday was, I didn't want you talking to me about feelings when you're drunk and grinding up on random dudes-"

You cross your arms over your chest. "You've been all the way up Misa's ass. And you've definitely done you know what... so.. so I don't want to hear it"

"Done what?!" He laughs poking your cheek. "Done sex you know what I was talking about don't be an ass." He smirks. "Yeah we have, but you keep getting me off track. will you close your trap."

You scoff in disgust and go to move off him, but he keeps you firmly planted in his lap. "Ugh, fine. go on!"

"Look at me." He snaps sharply, and you're unable to do anything but obey. "You gonna be good now?" You shiver at the roughness of his voice and you nod, "yes gumi. I'll be good."

He smooths your hair down and smiles, "atta girl."

"Now as I was saying. I did feel it. I've felt this undeniable pull to you, and I don't know why I can never do this, I over complicate it, but I just need to say it. Get it out of my system before you go and move on." He takes a deep breath, and for the first time since you were thirteen, you feel hope bloom inside you.

Your breath comes out in ragged gasps, heart pounding as his eyes hold the softest look you'd ever seen. The weight of your feelings pressing down like a thousand unspoken words. You had tried, over and over, to hide it—to bury it deep where it couldn't hurt. But now, sitting on his lap, it was finally real.

It was right here. He was going to confess, be yours. Finally he was in your reach. It was finally something tangible. You could see it playing out so clearly you could touch it. Taste it on your tongue.

"I... I've tried so many times to say it without actually saying it," he began, voice cracking slightly. "I've tried to convince myself that maybe it was just a passing thing, just a phase or some kind of illusion. But I can't lie to myself anymore."

He took a deep breath, the world around you fading into the background as you focused on the only person who mattered. Not some random guy at a party, and certainly not Misa.

"I like you, y/n. I've liked you for longer than I care to admit. It's not just the way you make me feel when you're near—though that's more than I ever thought possible—but it's the way you see the world, the way you make everything brighter just by existing in it. I know what I said in the hallway was fucked, and I'm not asking for anything in return. I just... after seeing you at Nobara's party it finally clicked. I can't go on pretending I don't feel like this."

You let out the biggest breath. A breath you'd been holding for years as the weight of his confession lulled over you. You relished in it. Delighted in it. This is what misa and Yuuji had been talking about.

Everything was starting to make sense. Him lingering around you. The staring you mistook for him looking out for you. The dragging you away from the random guy. Trying to make plans to tag along to the beach. You really were the only one not paying attention. Too caught up in your own feelings of self pity.

You took a deep breath as you carefully considered your next words "Gumi. When I was dancing on that guy at the party, before I turned around to kiss him he asked me a question. I dodged his first kiss. Told him I was saving it, and he asked 'for what?'... it really made me think, and what i realized was, I've been saving it for you, and I knew you and misa were like a thing so I decided I was gonna move on. Get it over with"

You paused taking a deep breath and you watched him, watch you with baited breath waiting for you to tell him off. After all those years of indifference, but you couldn't.

"But Im so glad you pulled me away." You sighed. "I really like you too gumi, ever since I was twelve all I've ever wanted is you. You have no idea how long I've waited."

"What I had going on with misa is over by the way." You hummed fiddling with the hem of his shirt. "I know." A beat of silence passed as he studied you.

He gripped your hips tighter. "You've been saving your first kiss for me?" The question is innocent, simple, sweet, or at least it would be if the fire burning in his cerulean eyes wasn't threatening to swallow you up.

You nodded sheepishly and he groaned, "you have no idea what you do to me. Skipping around in your pink mini skirts. With your fucking hair clips, staring up at me with big doe eyes and glossy lips. And now this" He presses the crown of his head to your collarbone, and let's out a shaky breath.

He looks back up, an expression you'd never seen from him etched onto his handsome face. It had you shrinking in on yourself.

"Do you want this?" He breathes, and the air around you crackles to life. You nod squeaking out, "yes gumi."

"Yeah? You want me baby?" He whispers breath ghosting over your skin, and you bite back the whine building up in your throat.

"Been saving yourself for me?" His voice holds an edge now, barely containing himself as he walks a dangerous line.

All it takes is a nod, and he's pressing his lips against yours. It's soft and sweet at first, but he pries open your mouth with his tongue, and it becomes haughty. Messy. Heavy. The air heats up around you, and you can feel a nervous sweat break out on your hairline.

He's threading his fingers in your hair and tugging your head back as he devours your mouth. Kissing you like a man who's never really been full, and you respond with equal enthusiasm. This was the first time in your life that you'd felt like you would never be able to get enough. Like no matter how long you sat glued to his lap swirling your tongues around each other, you would always crave more of him.

He pulls away slightly resting his forehead against yours. His chest heaving and you're panting into his open mouth. "Beg for it. Beg for me. Know you want it," he rasps. So you do. You beg him to touch you, kiss you, fill you up, anything he wants, just ease the fire burning inside of you.

Soon he's lifting you up, and carrying you to his bedroom. He gently plops you onto the bed. You look up at him, his dark spiky hair, and lust blown eyes has your panties dampening.

“Fuck. You really have no idea what you do to me.” He looms over you, brushing the hair out of your face. You wide innocent eyes watching him barely contain himself.

“So good and innocent. Saving your firsts for me. Do you know what that does to a guy like me?” He asks dragging the hem of his hoodie up slightly to touch your skin.

“No,” you respond meekly. Nerve endings in your body lighting up.

“I’ll tell you then silly girl.” He kisses your neck panting against you, “Makes my cock hard. Makes me wanna ruin you. Corrupt you, until all you can do is state up at me with watery eyes while I stretch out that pretty pussy.”

The words slip from his mouth so easily. They’re so dirty and yet he’s saying them like it’s no big deal. It has your face heating up.

“You want that baby? Hm?” His voice is gruff as he speaks, and you nod.

“Tsk, uh uh, I need words pretty girl. Tell gumi how much you want it.” You bite your bottom lip. Watery eyes looking up at him pleadingly.

“Please gumi want you to take my virginity. Want you to stretch my pussy out. Want you so bad please.” You pout making grabby hands at him, and he’s groaning against your neck.

“Fuck, you’re so sweet. So innocent. It’s a shame really. How im about to ruin you.” And with that he’s pulling the hoodie over your head. Then he's quickly pulling off your panties and sweatpants.

He sits back on his haunches, and drinks in your naked body. Long fingers splayed over your tummy. "Can't believe this is all for me. You're so perfect baby. No one's ever seen you like this?" He asks dipping his head down to suck a pert nipple into his mouth.

"Hhh~ No gumi." You whimper out tangling your fingers in his soft hair, and he pulls off your nipple with a loud, wet, pop. "Yeah. Just me right baby? Only for me?"

You nod frantically squirming as he toys with the other nipple, circling his pointer finger around it, making your chest heave.

"Gumiiii please touch me." You whine arching your back off the bed. He smiles at you sadistically, wolfishly, "I am touching you pretty girl. Ur gonna haveta be more specific."

You whine again, pouting at him as you try to push his hand down to where you're dripping between your legs.

"Ah ah ah, I said be specific, otherwise you're not getting anything." The lilt in his voice has another wave of slick sliding out of you, and you shyly whimper, "my pussy... please gumi."

"What about your pussy baby?" He bites his lip enjoying the way you struggle. You groan and writhe around. "Touch my pussy gumi please. Hurts so bad."

"Aww baby.. do you need me to make it better?" He slides his hand down your body. Roughly prying your legs open as he lays on his stomach to inspect your achey cunt.

"Oh baby. You're so wet, Ive barely done anything and you're leaking all over my sheets, naughty girl." He says spreading the lips of your pussy open before letting out a low groan, "fuckkk, can't wait to sink my cock into your slutty little pussy. I think she likes me."

You cover your face with your hands and try to close your legs out of embarrassment, “stop… stop that.” Which megumi doesn’t seem to like because he’s biting the inside of your thigh, and hooking an arm under your leg to keep it open, “behave.” He shoots you a warning look and you clench around nothing.

Which he doesn’t seem to miss cause he’s cooing at you condescendingly, before he’s sliding a long finger into your pussy. Just the stretch of his fingers has you twisting your body, brain fuzzy as he curves it up.

He groans sliding in a second finger. “You’re so wet baby.” He throws you a wolfish grin, “you’re such a nasty girl, letting me play with your cute pussy like this.” You keen arching your back off the bed again and he begins pumping his fingers into you. He used the pad of his fingers to prod at a spot inside of you that has you whimpering and squirming.

It’s all too much and it’s only just his fingers. White hot pleasure spreads through your body, and as he wraps his lips around your clit, swirling and flicking his tongue around it. It only gets worse. The steady flow of whines that leave your mouth won’t stop, and you’d be ashamed if you weren’t so embarrassingly close.

“Gumi gunna” hic “gunna cum.” His fingers mover quicker now, and before you know it your body is tightening up, legs shaking as he makes you cum for the first time in your life. He releases your clit with a wet pop, before he’s moving back up to hover over your body.

You’re panting as he slots his covered dick over your wet heat, and despite his words has this look on his face that turns your insides to goo. “Good girl, took my fingers so well.” The temperature in the room spikes as he rolls his hips over your core. The rough material of his jeans catches on your clit and you gasp.

“Yeah baby? Sensitive? Already?” He chuckles, finding your red scrunched up face and pouty lips amusing.

“Don’t know how you’re gonna fit my cock in that tiny little pussy, but you’ll try for me right baby?” He’s sitting up removing his shirt, jeans, and underwear. Your lips part as you shamelessly eye his body.

He’s lean yet muscular, his pale skin illuminated by the soft light of the moon peaking in through the window. And that’s when you see it, the absolute monster he’s been hiding He’s thick, and long. It’s the first dick you’ve ever seen, but you know it’s pretty. You can tell it’s heavy cause it’s hangs the thickness weighing down.

He watches you, breath heaving as you take him in, a smug smile tilting up his lips as you gawk at him. There’s something strange about his tip though. Poking out of the thick mushroom head is a silver piece of jewelry, and you gasp.

“Is that-“ he nods moving back over you. He hooks a leg around his waist, and rubs your thigh soothingly. “It’s a Prince Albert piercing. Don’t worry, it’ll feel really good.” You eye him skeptically. “It’s not gonna fit gumi.” He coos at you again, slapping his bulbous tip over your clit, “Then I’ll make it fit.”

With that he’s knocking his sticky mushroom tip into your entrance. “Take a deep breath for me pretty girl.” And you do. You take the as much air as you can get into your lungs before the initial stretch of him sliding just the tip into your gummy walls has you choking out a gasp.

“Shit.. ah, you’re squeezing me so tight. You gotta relax, take another big breathe for me.” And you do. If you thought the tip was the worst part you were wrong. He’s made it a little more than halfway down, and each inch feels like your being stretched beyond your limit. It burns, and you’re looking up at his strained face with wet teary eyes.

He pushes the last little bit to the hilt and rocks into you gyrating his hips and you can feel the piercing press into your cervix. It immediately has you squeezing his biceps, nails digging into the muscle, and he groans.

“Gumi no, tooo big.” He shakes his head looking down to where you’re virgin cunt is swallowing him whole. He can feel everything. The way your gummy walls clamp and gush around him has him holding onto his sanity by a thread.

You sit like this for a moment, bodies pressed together as he kisses you gently. One arm is curled around your head, and the other is being used to hold him up using his forearm. He pulls back his long lashes standing out to you as your mind goes fuzzy. The pain has ebbed away. Replaced by a pulsing need that thrums throughout your entire body.

“Gonna move now. okay pretty baby?” He asks bumping his nose against yours gently, and you nod. The first thrust is shallow, but it still feels overwhelming. This time though it’s in a much better way. It has your mouth dropping open.

He’s got his eyebrows pinched together as he looks into your eyes. It has you shyly turning away, but he’s not having any of that. He grips your jaw squeezing your cheeks together. “Uh uh eyes on me. Wanna see your face while I ruin this pussy.”

You can’t seem to do anything but moan as he begins a steady pace of rocking into you, and with every push into your wet heat. He starts to lose his composure.

First you can see it in his eyes. Hazy and lidded as holds your gaze. Then he starts snapping his hips into you. You’re letting out embarrassing sounds. Gasping, moaning, whining, whimpering his name. Like a mantra over and over again.

You can see when the cord really snaps though. When he really loses it, he’s groaning and plowing into you. The pap pap pap of his balls against your ass and the sounds you both make are the only thing that fills the room, he hits something inside your cunt that is so good, you cum.

That’s when he loses it. You see the wheels turning in his brain, and now he’s fixing you with a depraved look. “Didn’t say you could do that.. did i?” All you can do is shake your head. Glazed over eyes staring up at him stupidly.

“You’re such a nasty slut. I give you a little bit of dick, and you forget your manners.” He’s gripping your face in his hand, “stick out your tongue.” Albeit a little confused you do as your told. You open your mouth and stick out your tongue. What he does next has you clamping tightly around his cock.

He corrugates his lips a loud pff sound echoes around as his spit lands on your tongue. You’re too far gone now to be embarrassed and he does it again letting it drip into your mouth this time. “Swallow it.” He says words breaking off into a groan as you wrap your other leg around his waist.

You do, and it’s so lewd and nasty but it makes you impossibly wetter. You never knew Megumi was so dirty. “Liked that didn’t you? Can feel your messy cunt squeezing me so tight… fuck.”

His thrusts become erratic and messy. His own eyes now glazed over as he chases his high. “Shit.. this pussy is s’good.” He huffs blowing out a puff of air, and you look up at him wonder in your eyes. He’s sweaty, his face is tinted pink, and his hair lays flat over his head.

“Atta girl, taking me so well, look so cute lookin up at me like that. So innocent even though I’m fuckin you dumb.” He bites your neck, sucking a purple bruise on it, and you feel your orgasm building up in your tummy.

“This slutty little cunts mine now, you’re mine. Im the first and last man that’s ever gonna fill this cunt. Right baby.” You nod feverishly, “all yours gumi. Never anyone else’s.”

“Fuck.” He groans forehead resting against yours. “Gonna,” hhh— “fill you up real good. You want that? Hm?” You whimper, “yes gumi please.”

He brings a hand down over your stomach pushing down, erratic thrusts increasing in speed. He sits up using his other hand to drag you onto his cock by gripping your hip. You’ve still got your leg locked around his hip.

The new angle has him hitting a spot inside you that had you preening. You gasp body thrashing as you cum hard around him again, and he smiles so softly in contrast to the way he’s fucking you. “Atta girl, been taking me so well.”

He huffs eyebrows furrowing together again as he looks at where he disappears inside of you. “Gonna fill you up, g’na cum so much. Gonna make you take it all,” and no later after the words leave his mouth in rushed, whiney, desperation. He’s filling you up with hot, sticky cum that warms you from the inside out.

There’s so much that you wiggle your hips in discomfort only for him to grip your hips tighter and hold you to him. His hips rolling into you without pulling out to push it deeper and you whine. “Gumiii no more please.” You’re pushing at his stomach flexed abs hard, yet soft under your fingertips.

He ruffles his hair, dragging a heavy hand through it before he’s grinning at you. “S’lright baby just making sure it stays in.” You clench again at the sound of his rough voice, and he’s swatting your hip. “Knock that shit off before I get hard again.”

After you both get cleaned up, you’re laying on his chest as he scrolls through Netflix. He’s absentmindedly playing with your hair, and you feel perfectly content. Finally at peace.

“Sooo does this mean we’re dating now?” He asks as he chooses a movie. You giggle as you draw shapes on his skin.

“I’d say so gumi. Im all yours now.”

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🎀🩰 Bulking Weight 🎀🩰

“Come on mama, fuck! Just be a good girl and take it so I can give you all my cum. That’s what you want right.”

Bakugou gets a little insecure about the extra weight he gained while bulking, and you fuck the insecurity out of him.

Originally posted on A03

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“This was so much fun.” You practically bouncing with joy. It’s been forever since y’all have been on patrol together.

“Whatever dumbass, don’t slow me down.” You throw a glare his way.

“Don’t forget I’m still your wife, your ass will be on the couch if you keep talking to me like that.”

He scuffs in response knowing not to test you, but still wanting to have the last “word”. You giggle at him. You find it cute how unbothered he tries to seem.

Today seemed to be a pretty calm day for patrol. So far you’ve only broken up two fights, saved a cat, and taken pictures with a few fans.

You guys got a call that you can end the day early since it’s been pretty slow all over the city. You two are walking back to the agency now. Bakugou can feel the excitement rolling off you. He can’t help, but crack a little smirk. Seeing his pretty wife practically glow with excitement lights something inside him. He thought he’d be over all the puppy love by now, but watching you walk down the street smiling while the sun hits your skin making your cheeks look like those caramel/chocolate commercials makes him just wanna sink his teeth in you. In a good way of course.

“What are you so excited about anyways?”

“I was planning on watching the new game of thrones series when we got back, and now I get to watch it earlier than planned” You squeal.

Gosh you’re such a nerd. He never understood why you like those British shows. They all look like their bodies, and breath smell like ass. Yeah, the fight scenes are cool, but other than that what do you watch it for?

He was too busy thinking about how weird your taste in television was to notice a group of teenagers boys walking down the sidewalk towards y’all. He’s shaken out of his thoughts by the force of the tallest in the group shoulder checking him.

“Watch old man.” The tall box dyed blonde says to Bakugou. The kid’s friends all snicker. Bakugou stops , and turns to the group.

“Didn’t your parents teach you to respect your superiors? Especially the ones out here keeping your ass safe.”

The blonde teen just rolled his eyes.

“You should be less worried about my parents, and more worried about your beer belly. Fat ass.” Before he can stop, and think about it Bakugou goes to grab the kid by the collar. But you are quicker, and grab his arm before he can do so.

“Come on I wanna go home.” You plead with your eyes for him to let it go. He really wants to teach these fuckers a lesson, but his need to please you outweighs his need to rub some random brat’s face in the dirt. He grunts in agreement, and lets you drag him away. He can hear the boys laughing as y’all walk away. But all he cares about is getting his pretty wife on the couch surrounded by your favorite snacks.

You use your quirk to knock the kid on his ass before you guys get too far. Teenagers fucking suck.

—

While sitting on the couch with you later he couldn’t help replay what that brat said earlier. He noticed he’d gained a little fat, but it’s because he’s bulking. Was it really that noticeable? Why haven’t you said anything? He started to feel as if he led you on.

When you first meet back in school he wasn’t all jacked, but he was far from fat. The body you feel in love with. The one you loved so much your panties would get wet just from looking at isn’t the same anymore.

Did you still even find him attractive?

Bakugou can’t bring himself to ask you about it. He says that he’ll just watch you carefully to see any signs of discomfort . The problem was you look so unfazed. He can’t tell if it’s because you haven’t noticed, don’t care, or if you’re trying to look unbothered to not hurt his feelings.

His feelings weren’t hurt, maybe his ego was a little bruised. But the fact you’re the type to go around problems that aren’t problems to protect other’s feelings only adds to the uncertainty.

What Bakugou didn’t notice was that you picked up on his discomfort. You noticed the long looks in the mirror after every shower. The not wanting to cuddle every night like he usually does. Most of all the lack of intimacy.

You guys haven’t had sex in almost a week. Every time y’all start to get hot, and heavy he just eats you out the rolls over and says goodnight.

Head is great. But fuck, you wanna feel the weight of your husband on top of you as he makes love to you.

You decid you’ve had enough. Whatever is worrying him so much you’re going find out and fix. At dinner you decide to finally speak about it.

“Katsuki.” Almost immediately Bakugou looks up at you.

“Yes?” Worry lines your face. Bakugou starts to panic thinking something happened to make you upset. Just as he was about to ask if you were okay you cut him off.

“What’s wrong? You’ve been acting different. You haven’t been as affectionate or intimate. Are you not attracted to me anymore?”

Now he really starts to panic. How could you, his beautiful perfect wife ever think you were the problem? How could he not be attracted to you? You were hand crafted by God himself. You are the only woman he could ever love. Never once had he ever questioned your beauty. Even in school when he thought you were annoying, he still found you breathtaking.

“Are you crazy there’s no way I couldn’t be attracted to you.”

“Then what’s the problem?” He pauses, and shaky breath in. Should he lie, or let you know that some punk made him a little insecure?

No, he can’t lie to you. For this whole ‘death do us part’ thing to work he’s gonna have to be honest with you. Even if it makes him uncomfortable.

“…I’m afraid that you don’t find me attractive now that I’ve put on some pounds.” He’s too embarrassed to even look up from his plate. There’s silence for a minute. He starts to worry that he’s actually right. But when he looks up to see your face it’s filled with nothing, but love. You get up from your seat, and walk over to him. You reach out to stroke his cheek.

“There’s nothing that would make me stop loving, or finding you unattractive. And I have noticed the extra pounds, but honestly it’s kinda doing it for me.” You giggle at his stunned face. You pull him in for a kiss. It starts off tinder. Full of the love you two share. But with new found confidence Bakugou starts to get impatient. He missed this. Your body against his. The kiss becomes more intense as he pulls you closer to him.

He lifts you by the back of your knees, and carries you to your shared bedroom. You let out a squeal as you’re dropped on the bed. Bakugou chuckles at you, but you aren’t given enough time to say anything about before he reconnects your lips. He starts moving his kisses lower, and nips at your jaw.

Between nibbles, and kisses Baukgou breathes out “God I’ve missed this”.

You let out a startled moan when he goes lower, and sucks your nipple through your thin shirt. You feel his lips curve into a smirk at your reaction.

You start to get impatient from all the nipping,and kissing. You’ve been deprived of him for too long. You whine as you tug on his shirt letting him know you want it off. Bakugou can’t help,

but coo at you, and give a kiss to your pouty lips.

“I know pretty girl, I know. Just let me taste you first baby.” He peels your clothes off before laying between your legs. His mouth waters every time he see your beautiful cunt. He watches as more slick leaks from you. He uses his thumb to spread it across your lips, before giving your clit the tiniest rub. It’s a ghost of a touch, and it drives you crazy. You start whining down at your husband begging with your pretty eyes for more, and who is he to tell you no? He replaces his hand with his mouth.

He loves the smell, and taste of you. He never thought there’d be a day he would be obsessed with a vagina, but after y’all’s first time he’s been hooked. He licks you like it give him just as much pleasure. The room is filled with your moans, and the sloppy sound of your dripping hole and his mouth . You grab at his hair, and start rolling your hips up into his face. Bakugou’s eyes rolling back at the feeling of you rubbing your juices all over his lower face and nose.

Bakugou sucks your clit between his lips while flicking the tip of his tongue against it. The clinching in your stomach gets tighter, and you know you’re close. But when he slightly nibbles on your clit you know it’s over. You cry out as you ride your orgasm out on his face. After you calm down Bakugou sits up on his knees to see your fucked out expression, and heaving chest.

As good as him eating you out was, it wasn’t what you wanted. You tug at his pants with pleading eyes, expressing what you really want.

“What pretty girl you can’t use your words?” He says in that mockingly sweet voice. He likes seeing his pretty wife like this. All desperate, and sparkling eyed. It’s impossible not to get hard while watching you squirm, and beg for his cock. It’s when you pout up to him all big eyed, and desperate that he gives you what you want. No matter how hard he tries he can’t say no to you. His beautiful sweet wife. If he could he’d give you the universe. He pulls his shirt off, and tosses it across the room. He then removes his belt, and pants leaving him in just his underwear. He starts to feel a little uneasy showing all this extra skin to you, but seeing the hungry look on your face burns it all away.

You feel yourself getting wetter as you stare at your husband’s changed body. You felt the extra weight, but seeing it makes you so much more hornier than you expected. All his bulging muscles. Instead of being lean like before he’s fuller. His stomach has become slightly rounder, and his shoulders, chest, and biceps meatier.

“Fuck I need you.” A evil smirk breaks out across Bakugou’s face.

“Come get it baby.” You tug his underwear down causing his cock to flop out. The swollen pink tip leaks with precum. You give him a few strokes before leaning down, and giving the tip a sweet kiss. You suck the tip into your mouth while wiggling your hips in the air knowing how much he loves seeing your ass move. Bakugou groans at the display. But you only get two head bobs in before he’s pulling you off, and pushing you on your back.

“That can wait for later. Weren’t you just begging me to fuck you. I gotta give my baby what she want.” He smugly says to you.

Bakugou pushes your knees apart and, taps his fat dick on your pussy. He enjoys watching the slight jiggle of your fat lips. He sit his dick between your lips, and lets his dick sit snug between the two. He thrust slowly. His tip catching your clit with every upward thrust. He loves watching the contrast of his dick sliding between your brown lips.

After an impatient “Katsuki” he lines his tip up with your hole, and slowly pushes into you. You both can’t stop the low whines from leaving your lips as he stretches your tight spongy walls around him. He looks to make sure he wasn’t hurting you, and almost blows his load right there.

Seeing your mouth agape, and face scrunched up in pressure causes his dick to twitch inside you.

He can’t stop himself from breathing out a “Fuck baby” at the sight of you laid out so pretty. He starts moving at a steady pace. He leaves kisses all over your face, and shoulders. He can’t stop himself from telling you how good you are between kisses. Something about your gummy walls makes his mind go foggy, and his tongue loose.

“You’re doing so good baby.”

“Taking all of me so well.”

“Come on pretty girl give it to me.”

“Can’t believe this pretty pussy is all mine.” The steady pace was amazing while you were getting use to his size again,but now you were getting impatient and wanting more.

Bakugou is caught off guard when you suddenly pulled him down by his neck, and cross your ankles around his waist. You can’t stand the no skin to skin. All you want is to feel the weight of your husband on top of you while he beats your walls in.

You look up at him with glossy eyes, and beg “please Katsuki, i need more”.

And who the hell was he to tell you no. He gives you one last peck before getting up on his elbows, and thrusting into you like it was his only purpose in life. Your squeals plus the sloppy sound your cunt starts making, makes his mind go hazy. All he can think about is getting you to cum on his cock then stuffing you full of his cum.

You reach between your bodies to give your clit the attention she’s throbbing for. The added sensation makes you squeeze even tighter around him. It’s too much for you both. Bakugou can’t even hold himself up anymore causing him to lay his full body on you,and starts humping into wet soft heat. He subconsciously starts sucking and licking on your neck like a fucking virgin that’s having their first kiss.

You can’t stop your sobs. It’s all too much, and not enough at the same time. You feel so full, yet you want to suck him in deeper. His tip rubbing against your cervix isn’t enough. You want him inside it, smearing his cum against each area of it.

“Katsuki, fuck!” you wail.

“Daddy please!”

“It’s okay baby you can take.” He coos at you.

“No I can’t, it’s too much!”

“Come on baby take it for me.” He pulls you into a sloppy kiss. When you pull apart he says

“Come on mama, fuck! Just be a good girl and take it so I can give you all my cum. That’s what you want right.”

You get out a little ‘mhm’ between sobs.

You feel your climax on the tip of your tongue. He can tell you need a little something more. Bakugou reaches his hand up, and rolls your nipple between his fingers before giving it a pinch.

Your climax hits you like a wave, and drags Bakugou down with you. He continues thrusting making sure he covers all your walls with his cum.

You two lay there holding each other after coming down from your highs. You run your nails through his hair while waiting for your heartbeats to go back to normal. After a few minutes you decide to break the silence.

“You know, nothing could make me stop loving you.” Bakugou feels an intense swell of emotion in his chest. He tries to hide his red cheeks, and teary eyes by burying his face between your breast.

“Fuck how’d I get so lucky?”

#bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou smut #aged up characters #bulking #thick men

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adventures-in-mangaland · 6 months ago

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Dead Boy Detectives Fic Recs Part 7

So I hear there's been some fandom drama? Guess it's time for another fic rec list! This fandom is so lovely, so let's focus on the positive and give all the love to our writers and artists. You guys are so talented. ♥️

Work It Harder, Make it Better by dear_monday, two_ravens

Olympics AU! And kind of Sk8er Boi? Charles is an Olympic skateboarder at the end of his competitive career and Edwin is a rising star in the world of dressage. They fall in love at Paris 2024. Amazing writing, as always, and I also enjoyed Niko and Crystal as members of the skateboarding and equestrian teams having their own Olympics Romance and Jenny as Charles' world-weary coach.

Twin Flame by Leandra

Another "He was a punk, he did ballet" romance! This time, everyone is alive and the boys meet when Charles watches Edwin perform at his little sister's ballet recital. The romance and Charles as a big brother are very sweet, which is great as this fic also covers some heavy themes. It's set in the 90s so there's discussion of homophobia, the AIDs crisis and Charles' canon child abuse. Suffice to say, his bisexual awakening is quite fraught. Recommended!

Love for Hire by lucrow

Edwin hires Charles to freak out his parents with his obnoxious fake boyfriend. What could possible haaappeeen? And yes, it's a ballet/punk romance too. 😅 Anyway, it's giving fantastic banter, lots of emotions and great use of trope! I also enjoyed Edwin's relationship with his mum in this fic, excellent parental feels.

so I try to talk refined by shadowquill17

Charles finds out about the Cat King taking on his appearance and (somehow) arrives at the conclusion that Edwin isn't attracted to him. Charles having body image as well as chronic self-esteem issues was interesting but kind of heartbreaking. Read it for Edwin's agonised attempts to verbalise his sexual attraction to Charles without exploding. That's love right there.

A Royal Pain(e) (series) by handwrittenhello

Royalty AU! I love a bodyguard romance from time to time and this one is lovely. Lots of yearning.

Turnabout's Fair Play by LikeMmmCookies

Edwin enlists Niko and Crystal to teach him how to flirt with Charles. It starts off cute and awkward and ends up Master Of All He Surveys, which is very Edwin.

I will love you (I really love you) by ghostinthelibrary

Charles has a feelings realization and tries to confess to Edwin. Repeatedly. From a cock-blocking enchanted statue to a Hellhound, it's farcical and fun. This fic has been living in my head rent free for months.

seasons of mists by laiqualaurelote

Edwin hires Charles to be the barista in his book shop's cafe. Two cosy AUs in one! And it even comes (appropriately) with its own reading list and fanart! Very cute, excellent autumnal vibes and a superb imaginary book shop. I'm genuinely so devastated it's not a real place. 😭

Ariadne's Thread by hobbitsdoitbetter

In which Edwin is demisexual and trying to make it work with Charles. Love to see some ace spectrum representation!

you know the problem with history (it keeps coming back like weeds) by aletterinthenameofsanity

Amnesia AU! And kind of Secret Relationship? Edwin has Not So Temporary Amnesia that made him forget a whole romantic relationship with Charles early in their partnership. And Charles never told him... Surely this will have no impact on the events of canon?? 😬 I loved this twist on the trope!

scraped to the marrow by Anonymous

Edwin learned black magic in Hell and kind of went to the Dark Side. I love the trope of "Everyone thinks Character avoids violence because they're scared/weak/nice/bad at it, but actually they're a bit too good at it" and this fic does it well. I love regular Edwin, but Lord Bone was also pretty cool.

To Walk Back Into Hell by Asidian

Charles goes to Hell in Edwin's place, so naturally Edwin needs to find a way to rescue him! Interesting Hell lore and I loved all the Charles love in this.

It does not stop by williamvapespeare

Now he's safe from Hell, Edwin finally works through his PTSD. Emotional, but peak Emotional Support Charles for the win!

signed, sealed, delivered by sulfuric

Outsider PoV of the boys and the agency through the years from the perspective of the Ghost Postman. He's kind of underrated as a side character, but there are so many Implications about the Dead Letter Office, so I enjoyed the worldbuilding. And the supernatural community of London gossiping about/shipping the boys (they're just like us, for real). Love that trope.

not so secret by lola_prongs

Social Media/Celebrity AU! In which they're both actors and Charles relentlessly thirsts after Edwin on Twitter. Great use of social media/epistolary storytelling.

Like a record, baby by singtome

Another celebrity/social media AU, but this time Charles and Crystal are budding rock stars and Edwin is their manager. Also Edwin goes viral as the mysterious #HotGuyatUnity after his picture's taken at an event and Charles *tries* to set the record straight. This one's funny, generous with the yearning and UST and is part of a series that also touches on the darker side of the music industry/celebrity, which I appreciated. And it also has this excellent visual representation of the online drama.

@ghostinthelibrarywrites @tumblerislovetumblerislife @shadowquill17 @neurodivergent-fangirling @whatthehorsedoicallthisblog @shazziez @many-gay-magpies @extremely-eager-reader @atariakana @guardianspirits13 @colourmornings @herebehunters @avoiceofnerat @littlepocketuniverse @overlord-of-chaos @fairandfatalasfair @handwrittenhello @every-moment-a-different-sound @williamvapespeare @laiqualaurelote @dear-monday @dear-lucrow @aletterinthenameofsanity @likemmmcookies @bibliomancer7 @c-rowland @nobledragonflying @hobbitsdoitbetter

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s1m0nth3swag · 6 months ago

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More Viktor Drabbels! (He's all I think about someone PLEASE give me ideas for proper stories) I am losing my MIND I can't do this anymoreeeee

He doesn't get the whole 'cats or dogs' debate because he'd be happy getting either one (I can def see him have a dog, though, probably a sort of service dog that helps him be reminded of breaks and such, if he had a cat he'd have it on his lap at all times when working)

He probably doesn't have a favourite colour either. When asked, he just says that he likes colours portrayed in nature, specifically close to water.

Viktor is the type of guy to have a strict rule of no pet names in the lab because he gets too distracted whenever you call him sweetheart or love - he's just not used to it so his mind immediately spirals

Same goes for pda, I don't think he'd like public affection anyway, since he keeps to himself mostly, but he also has a strong rule against it in the lab because he will absolutely melt into a puddle if you do as little as brush your hand over his shoulder lovingly. He is the definition of touch starved.

Speaking of touch starved, no one can convince me that he wouldn't love cuddling. He isn't big on affectionate words, but he definitely shows his love through cuddles or little trinkets he finds or makes for you. He probably finds a random part in the lab and just thinks "oh yeah they'll love this" and brings it to you like a crow

Honestly, he's a little autistic (mecore), so I can definitely see him express love through rants as well. Just him going on for hours about his latest project/invention/discovery, and he will get cranky if you don't listen. It doesn't even matter if you listen attentively. Just do something while he rants, and he'll be happy (let my boy yap)

100% the kinda guy to not get jokes. His humour is so dry that he doesn't get actual jokes, honestly. Especially if they're the type of "would you still love me if I was a worm" kinda joking. He'd fo at it scientifically and give actual standpoints on the question and then you don't have the heart to tell him you were joking.

Will forget to eat, so it's definitely beneficial if you know how to make food (plus points if you learn specifically for him, he'd appreciate it to the moon and back) - also you will have to defend that food from Jayce, who will 100% try to swoop in and steal some.

(Modern AU) Has a whole ass PC set up. I'm talking 3/4 screens and the best working shit you've ever seen. He uses all screens too (which is crazy to me, I have two screens and barely use both at the same time)

(More a headcanon) personally would say he's somewhat asexual and more attracted to men, though he doesn't really care, he barely believes that anyone would like him out of all people anyway

#simon yaps #x reader #gender neutral reader #gn reader #viktor x you #viktor arcane x reader #viktor x reader #viktor arcane #viktor league of legends #arcane x reader #arcane

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daenysx · 6 months ago

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Hi! This sleepover has come just in time for finals season! I Hope November isn’t treating you too badly. Could I request 10:30 (pm) with poly!wolfstar?

I was thinking maybe reader is overwhelmed trying to manage schoolwork and the approaching holidays and the boys help her unwind? Unless you have something else in mind which is totally cool too!

10.30 PM | POLY!WOLFSTAR

"sorry, but i'm still thinking of my essay."

sirius looks at you with a cute pout, you wanna kiss it off his face. he's dramatizing things now, but deep down you know this is not a very nice thing to say. they've been trying to distract you since dinner.

"i'm sorry." you say with a frown. "i'm trying, but it's just- there are so many things to do, i just wanna catch up."

"we know what you mean, dove." remus says, he rubs your thigh with slow fingers. "you're right to be nervous, but it's not like you'll be very productive even if you start your essay right now. you need to rest."

"you know, there's this lovely thing called procrastinating things until the deadline, maybe you can try that for the first time." sirius teases. he's wearing a thick jumper, his chest looks broad and soft, you think maybe you can crawl in there like a cat.

"actually i'm procrastinating, but that's even more stressful than the actual work."

remus pulls you from your shoulders and his mouth finds your forehead. he kisses your frown off. it's actually really nice to be away from your laptop for an evening.

"don't listen to him anyway, sweetheart." remus says. "at least one of us needs to be a responsible person."

"that hurts me, dear moons." sirius puts his hand on his heart. "i think you should make it up to me."

"kiss!" you clap your hands. remus lifts his head, his eyes sparkle with cheekiness.

"that's the least he can do."

"come closer then." remus says. "i can't move."

"if this is making it up to me, then why am i doing the entire work?"

his words get cut at some point because remus has a long enough arm to pull sirius to himself. it's absolutely attractive, the way he holds you on his chest with his one arm and pulls sirius gently with the other one.

sirius gives him a sound kiss, you smile. their chemistry warms your heart.

"that was really hot." sirius admits. "you are forgiven."

"thank you."

they somehow manage to distract you. you don't think about your eesay anymore, you only crave to be squished between them in bed as they coax you into sleep. remus looks at you with a fond gaze.

"i'm gonna fall asleep, i think." you say slowly. remus keeps rubbing your back.

"that was the whole point, angel girl." sirius whispers. "we were trying to trick you into sleeping early."

dreamer girl sleepover ♡

#dreamer girl sleepover ♡#poly!wolfstar #poly!wolfstar x reader #poly!wolfstar x you #poly!wolfstar x fem!reader #remus lupin #sirius black #wolfstar #poly!wolfstar imagine #poly!wolfstar fic #poly!wolfstar fanfic #poly!wolfstar fanfiction

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thisisxli · 11 months ago

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What about tooru oikwawa x Hajime twin brother!reader who is shy headcanons?

( I don't know if you do male reader)

Omgg yes ofcc! I really like this idea, it's really cute

Anddd Oikawa's also my fav! <33 I used to be a huge big haikyuu! fan back then lmao. But yes, I will happily do this request. 💗💗

Rs: Tooru Oikawa x Male!Reader

Warnings: small angst, mentions of panick attacks, drama, Tooru's homophobic ex, love quarrels

Tags: Reader is Hajime's twin brother, fluff, Tooru is lovesick and down bad for reader, small The Notebook reference, slice of life, sweet stuff, Golden Retriever x Black Cat energy

wc: 1.8k

First impression/how you met:

Obviously, you both met through Hajime. You've known each other since you were kids. You were born only by five minutes later after Hajime and even so, you were left behind sometimes. This caused you to be really hesitant when Tooru was around. Hajime? Not as much since he was your twin. But Tooru was a different story. You don't know why you got so nervous around him. You started to get really annoyed with yourself when a buzzing prickly feeling started to pick up in your gut whenever he was around. Other than that, Tooru's best friend was Hajime. Not you.

Tooru was never one for introductions as a child but ever since he had met you, it was like you had to know everything about him. Something else told him he just wanted to know everything about you- but it was whatever. Other than that, he felt a little... timid by you. And he swears it's not that he didn't know what to say or anything but you were quiet and you would get really flustered every time he asked you a question. His ten year old brain that time clearly was not fixated on the early signs.

First realizing you had feelings for each other:

You realized you had feelings for him when you watched him set a ball in your backyard, your twin brother spiking it as usual. You were thirteen at the time and you just started puberty. So the hormones and voice change was a huge big weird surprise to you. Watching Tooru glisten in sweat, wiping his nose with the neckline of his shirt. You were practically drooling. That's when a thought popped up in your head, 'oh my god! He's so attractive!' That was when you ultimately decided you were attracted to men. Not many girls were that appealing to your eye anyway.

Tooru realizes his feelings when you two were eleven. He suggested the idea of teaching you and you shyly accepted. He set the ball your way but when you tried to spike it to the other side of the net, you missed and fell on your butt. And it hurt. Tooru immediately rushes to your side, checking if there was some other sort of injury you had. And yet, when he had looked into those teary eyes of yours, that's when he knew that you were going to be the one he was going to marry when he was older. His husband in hand. Surely you did look like Hajime, but you were different. You were unique in a way that made his heart flutter.

How you get together:

You guys got together on Valentine's day. Literally.

Tooru's locker was immensely filled by letters and boxes of chocolate by girls all over the school, some were even boys. You can't lie and say you weren't jealous. You even had your letter you were going to give him. A letter explaining your true feelings and some parts reminiscing some fond memories you two had with each other. But for some reason, he was the one who gave a letter to you. But it wasn't just a letter, he had chocolate.. and gifts! Flowers! And he made sure everyone in your hall saw his proposal! Hajime was in the crowd, crossing his arms over his chest, a soft scowl displayed on his face. Did he know about this? Perhaps he even helped Tooru?

"(Y/N), will you do me the honor of becoming my boyfriend?" Girls shrieked, some cried, some stared at him in disgust while he just stared at you like you hung the moon. You felt small under all these eyes of the people who were crowding you and recording. "Y-yes.." You nod warily, watching him excitedly let out weird sounds and chirps while he jumped with his friends, careful not to drop any of your gifts. Later on that day, he walked you home with your hand held in his hand, both of your other arms occupied with the override of gifts he brought you. Just until Hajime booked his head with a fist, of course.

First kiss/how you kiss:

Much less to say, you were really nervous. You were on your first date with him and it was soon coming to an end; you had a feeling where it was going. "The moon looks beautiful tonight, does it?" When you turn to look at Tooru, he isn't even looking at the moon, he's looking at YOU. You nod, biting the inside of your cheek, "yeah.. it does look beautiful." You both stood on top of a bridge, a small river softly rippling through the streams. As much as you tried to take your mind off things by staring into the reflection of the moon on the water, you couldn't. So you scooched a step closer. And then another step. And another until Tooru took one for you, making you stiff. "(Y/N).." You turn your head to meet his eyes but your lips meet his instead. You were unprepared and was internally screeching inside. But soon enough, you got used to it and start to move your lips against his own. It was slow and passionate. You did not regret a single embarrassing thing you did in front of him as kids after that day.

Whenever you two kiss, they're very playful and chokeholding. At least for you. Tooru loves to bite onto your lip and drag it with him, doing it in front of his friends to show you off and get reactions out of them. When they're not playful, they get sensational and sweet. Some tongue is used here and there. Whenever it's used, you get flustered every time and he absolutely loves it.

Dealing with his ex:

His ex absolutely HATED you. And she hated the idea of a dude and another dude dating each other. You did try to be peaceful with her but she irked you. Tooru would reassure you and pepper you with kisses, rephrasing, "don't worry about her. She's just jealous so don't waste your time, love."

You stepped out your comfort zone and absolutely blew up at her when you caught her putting her hands on Tooru. Non-consensually.

"You better back the fuck up," you raise your voice at the hand-wandering girl, her face falling once she sees you. Suddenly in all your years, you never felt any more bold than you did now. Phones started to pull out from people's pockets and record while you marched your way over to the girl, chest in her face. You were only an inch short from Tooru, same as Hajime. "I don't fuck with the gays, hun. Who are you again?" Her question only seemed to irk you more just before you tightened your fist around Tooru's collar and smash his lips against yours. The colors literally drain from her face when she watches Tooru cling onto you desperately. And you make SURE she watches his tongue slip into your mouth. You seperate your lips from his when she turns to walk away, "yeah, walk away, puny bitch."

Teaching each other:

Tooru LOVES teaching you volleyball. Although you fail miserably at it, he still loves teaching you. Because he gets to pick you up and start back all over again, just to see you try. And he thinks it's cute to see you struggle. He notices you have the habit to pinch your sleeve between your finger nails when you concentrate or struggle.

You laugh every time he attempts to copy one of your drawings, only to end up looking like they were drawn by a five year old. You try to teach him how to draw in your way step by step but he miserably fails at it so. When you suggested to just have him draw his own thing, it was two stickmans. It was him and you, to be precise. You found it adorable and is now hung up on the wall of your room till this day.

Panick attacks:

There was a time you noticed he had been acting strange. You went by the gym to check it out but when you did, you only saw him there just serving balls and setting them as high up as he could. When you called out his name, he messed up his momentum and that's quite literally when he started to cry. He started to hyperventilate and close in on himself which you immediately rush to his side to comfort. He quickly took you in his arms, breathing heavily against your shoulder, his dry throat and muscles burning intensely. Luckily, you had a bottle of water with you. So while he calmed down and laid on your lap while drinking water, he went back to being okay. He did vent to you about his problems and insecurities though. And you were there to hear it all.<3

Arguments:

You both barely gotten into arguments. But after finding out he was going off to move into South America, you were bawling and begging at his feet.

"(Y/N)- look- I'm sorry! I can't stay! I really wish I could but I can't! I don't even know if we.." His voice trails off, eyes softening at your kneeled figure. You were clinging to his pants, soft hiccups leaving your chest as you rest your forehead against his thigh. "We have to stay together," you murmur, snot slowly rolling down and over your lip. Tooru smiles before kneeling down to meet your eyes, placing a hand on your cheek. "And we can. It's not impossible. If someone really wanted to do or keep something, they would've done so already," he kindly smiles, warning a ripping whine out of you, tears over spilling your cheeks. He's quickly alerted and tries his best to wipe away your tears and snot.

Adult life:

"My brother and brother 'n law will be here in a min', just give them a se-" "Tooru (L/N) is here people!!" Tooru slams the door open, cutting off Hajime who now had a grim scowling look on his face. You and Tooru had just got back from your honeymoon, and you both had a great time. It was wonderful and beautiful. You followed behind your husband not too short after, awkwardly lightly bowing to the guests in the house at Tooru's loud boast.

You two lived in a house together. He pursued his dream as a volleyball player and you pursued yours. You both supported each other in every way. But now, there was a debate whether you two should get a surrogate or an adopted child. You two decided you wanted a surrogate, one of your own and one of his own. You two now have one girl and one boy. They were basically twins; the only difference was that one was born an hour after the other.

The girl was named 'Najime' and the boy was named 'Hajime', after your brother.

Fun Fact:

There was huge drama between you, Tooru, and Hajime. You guys were in your late teenage years and Hajime suddenly realizes his love for Tooru. You were sort of devastated when Tooru couldn't really deny his feelings for Hajime. Could you really blame them?

But in the end, Tooru chose you. He made sure he gave you all the attention and love after that, doing whatever he could to gain your trust back again. And Hajime apologized profusely to you so many times. You weren't really happy with him but you managed. You two became close again after a talk with your parents.

As old people, you both passed peacefully in each other's arms at a nursing home.

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zoesmp4 · 1 year ago

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hiiii i’ll throw my other hat in the ring and give you a thg req!!

angst to comfort fic because why not

but like reader is from district 7 and won the 73rd games, and much like lucy gray, used their wits and charm to win the games. and GOD FORBID SNOWS PAST COMES BACK TO HAUNT HIM they end up in the same room with finnick during the ring, and they grow closer and end up making a bond and falling in love

fast forward to the sewer, and reader sees finnick struggling with the mutts as katniss tries to usher them out of the sewer as reader is screaming and fighting to get back to him and eventually runs straight into the pile, almost dying

anyway they wake up losing an arm, but with finnick asleep at her side 🩶🩶

LOVE U BAEEEE

YOU’RE OKAY “look at me, you’re okay.” finnick odair x fem!reader

tags: blood, swearing, htc, violence, use of y/n

a/n: hii pooksters, i have retuned from the dead w/ my first thg fic!! req from my bae gracie, i changed up the losing the arm part because i didn’t really know if i could write it well, so im super sorry for that :( i don’t know how i feel ab this one, but i hope you enjoy!!

god, how you hated the hunger games. you weren’t expecting to be back, but here you were.

when you had won the 73rd hunger games, you thought that was the end. you thought you could just return to your district, and forget all about the mortifying experience.

but you were wrong. so wrong. all of that work, all of the trauma? useless. all of your efforts just didn’t matter. your charm and cleverness played a huge role in helping you to win the games. you thought you were smart, but you werent. you were stupid to think the capitol would leave you alone.

they would never ever leave you alone. they couldn’t give you a fucking break. here they were, trying to kill you, again.

them being them, they tried to make it different this time. they decided to make everyone room with tributes from different districts.

you knew they wanted to cause stuff between everyone. but you weren’t gonna let them get what they want. you told yourself you were just gonna have to deal with whoever you got.

to your luck, you were paired up with the “golden boy.” finnick odair, in the flesh. hooray.

you thought it would suck. back in the hunger games once again, and rooming with this guy? it seemed like hell. that was until you started to get to know him better.

finnick was surprisingly sweet. really sweet. he was also funny. and you couldn’t deny it, he was really attractive. “what are you looking at?” you said, noticing how his gaze was directed towards your lips.

“nothing, your smile is just really pretty.” he replied. you felt your cheeks start to heat up. “what, cat got your tongue?” he taunted, a smirk forming on his face. “you wish. goodnight finnick.” you said, trying to hide the fact that you were flustered.

little did you know, you and him would form quite a complex relationship.

“you win.” he said, while you two were perched in front of a tree, the leaves rustling with every slight movement. both of your partners had died by now. it was just katniss, peeta, you, and him in a truce.

you brought your head up and looked at him. you two locked eyes before you opened your mouth to speak, “huh?” what was he talking about? “you win.” “i win what?”

“my heart.”

that’s all it took. that’s all it took for you to realize how much you really liked him. you can guess what happened after that. that’s right, you and finnick started dating during the games.

from that moment on, you two swore to never let anything happen to the other. you both cared about each other too much to let that happen.

so when you were all fighting for your fucking life in that stupid tunnel, you were just trying to get back to finnick. katniss was trying her hardest to get you out, but you weren’t leaving until you knew finnick was okay.

“y/n, you need to go now!” she yelled, holding you back, trying to help finnick herself. she prioritized everyone over herself, which was something you admired about her. but you needed to get him.

“FINNICK!” you screamed, your voice echoing throughout the tunnel as you finally escaped from her grasp. you ran toward the pile of mutts, plunging your knife into one. “you shouldn’t be here!” finnick yelled, his voice strained with worry.

you ignored his pleading, continuing to fight with all your strength. as you clashed with the horrid creatures in the dimly lit tunnel, you felt fear and adrenaline pump into you. you thought it was going okay, until you felt a tug at your ankle.

“Y/N!” is all you heard before you were pulled down into the water by a mutt. you tried to fight back, but it was no use. suddenly, you felt sharp teeth sink into your stomach.

it was a type of pain you hadn’t experienced in a long, long time. in a matter of seconds, finnick was at your side, fighting off the mutt which leaned on top of you. he was livid.

you clutched your side, breathing heavily as a mixture of water and blood dripped down your body. finnick quickly took you into his arms, and eyed your protruding wound. he then reached out his hands to cradle your face.

“you’re gonna be fine baby, i promise won’t let anything happen to you. jus- just stay awake.” he said, trying to keep his voice from trembling as he tried his best to hurry to the ladder where everyone else was, you still engulfed in his arms.

“i-i can’t. i don’t think m’ gonna make it.” you struggle to get out, tears starting to stream down your face. he wasn’t gonna let this happen. “hey, look at me.” he said, trying to reassure you that you were going to be alright.

“look at me, you’re okay.”

that was all you could remember. everything else was a blur after that. you can remember faint yelling, but you can’t quite decipher what was being said.

you woke up beside finnick. he had his arm wrapped around your body, and your faces were inches apart. your wound was all patched up, but it was still painful. hey, look on the bright side though. finnick had kept his promise. he made sure things got better.

you were okay.

#the hunger games #finnick odair #finnick odair oneshot #finnick odair imagines #finnick odair x reader #finnick odair x fem!reader #the hunger games x reader #the hunger games oneshot #the hunger games imagines #sam claflin #finnick odair smut #the hunger games smut #finnick odair angst #the hunger games angst

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lucydixon · 19 days ago

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Faust Witchy GF Headcanons

Screen-grab by @sweet-dr3amer

One of y'all send me a very detailed ask that sent my brain into overdrive because OF COURSE Faust would have a witchy GF. That would be perfect for him.

Disclaimer: I am not, in fact, a witch. So I might be making shit up as I go along, but I also researched some things briefly and would love insight from anyone who knows more about this sort of thing! Anyway, here are some Headcanons. I feel like I could write so much more, but I'll start with these.

When you first start dating, Faust would be so interested if you offhandedly mentioned that you dabbled with witchcraft, as if it were no big deal. He’d have so many questions and would hang onto your every word, entranced by your knowledge of all the herbs and tinctures, and the sheer amount of candles you kept in your small apartment.

They were all things he’d seen around and hadn’t spared a second glance when he’d been over before. He might reach out to touch something, and you'd have to gently redirect his hand, explaining that he really shouldn’t ever be touching any of it. Some things were sacred and others were straight up dangerous.

Once you tell him, a lot of stuff starts to make sense to him. Not everything had stuck out as weird initially, but Faust thought back on every interaction you’d ever had and found bits and pieces falling into place.

Like how wherever you went, you seemed to attract stray cats and crows, never bothered by their presence when the two of you were walking hand in hand down the street. He hadn’t thought much of it at the time, but it was certainly strange. The salt lines in the doorways and the way you mutter to yourself sometimes, too low for him to hear. Or the way that you always seemed to know that something bad was going to happen before it did. He’d chalked it up to you having good judgment when it came to gut feelings, but now, he understood that it ran a little deeper…

One of Faust's first questions would be whether or not you’d ever cast a spell on him or anything. You’d tell him that no, you wouldn’t do that to him without asking first. You don’t fuck around with love, it goes against everything you were taught and that those kinds of spells rarely came without some kind of unexpected consequence.

He would absolutely beg you to do one in front of him, half expecting some green glowing cauldron instead of a little jar filled with rocks and herbs. He’d watched you light a match and let the smoke curl into the empty glass bottle before filling it with herbs and little rocks, with a furrowed brow. You weren’t chanting or waving a magic wand. You just sealed it with wax and pressed it into his palm when you were finished and told him to keep it in his pocket.

“What is it?”

“A protection jar.”

“What does it do?”

“Keeps bad energy away.”

He wouldn’t get it, but he’d shove it in his leather jacket pocket anyway. When he goes in for his shift at Helvete the next day, Faust would wonder why Varg seemed to be avoiding him and staying on the opposite side of the store when he stopped in. He’d mention it when he came over later, hopping up on the counter while you’re making dinner.

“It’s the jar.”

“The Jar?”

“That boy’s energy is rotten. Trust me, you don’t want him anywhere near you.”

He’d quickly learn not to argue when you made statements like this. You were never wrong, and when he’d left the jar at home one day, Varg was back to standing behind the counter. It was creepy.

Faust woud bring you random shit all the time. Weeds sticking out between sidewalk cracks, abnormal-looking rocks, anything that looks even remotely witchy, he’ll bring home to you. You can’t use half of it, but you’d find it sweet anyway.

He would be so eager to help. You need a lock of someone’s hair? He’ll get it. He won’t tell you how, but he’ll get it. Need him to go grab you some jars in the middle of the night? He's on it.

If you gave him a vial of your blood woven into a necklace, he would eagerly do the same for you so that you could each have a piece of the other whenever you were apart. You’d both wear them constantly, keeping them close to your hearts at all times.

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jazzmasternot · 1 year ago

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Hazbin hotel college AU head cannons

Note: decided to write these out after reading @sprainedwriting’s fanfic about Adam being a frat boy and I took that concept and ran with it.

Obviously this is based off of my own university experience where I attend a really big public university in the southern US. so that’s where my takes are coming from.

This is also my first time writing anything on here so there’s that aswell.

Charlie

Majors in musical theatre, but not performance education. She wants to be the unhinged theatre teacher that everyone loves. Lives in one of those really fancy student apartment lofts with keke. And is part of the cat club where she feeds the cats on campus

Vaggie

She probably does something super hard like biomedical engineering (let’s go women in stem!) which takes up allot of her time already. Is also an RA for one of the dorms on campus which is good for her bc free housing and gets paid to do her homework at the front desk. Met Charlie in an English class and have been together ever since. When she’s not on call she’s spending the night at Charlie’s and Charlie’s almost always sitting at the front desk with vaggie even tho she doesn’t work or live at the dorm and no one says anything bc it’s just not that deep.

Alastor

Majors in audio engineering and runs the campus radio station that people definitely still listen too. He went to community college first then transferred to a four year (to save money ofc) and is a commuter where he still lives with his mom. Does work study where he works the front desk of the library where he does his homework and works on his scripts for his radio show. Has no interest in working with Vox since he runs the tv channel simply bc he doesn’t want all that extra work. Still takes his notes on pen and paper and still has a nightmare of a time figuring out to electronically submit all his assignments and take his tests.

Angel dust

Okay so hear me out he majors in math ikik it sounds crazy but every gay math major I’ve ever met acts just like Angel dust. Goes to raves and frat parties even tho the guys don’t want him there but he always brings girls with him so the kinda have to let him in. Does nude modeling for extra cash at the art school so he’s kinda a celeb over there even tho he’s not in anyway related to that major.

Husk

Majors in Restaurant and hotel management and is one of those college students that are in their late twenties so already has more life experience than most other ppl here so he doesn’t do allot of the stupid college that allot of other ppl do. Lives in some off campus apartment that’s just a large house rented out to students made to look like a apartment (yk the ones in talking abt) works at the dive bar located just off campus that everyone goes to atleast once in their four years.

Sir pentious

Majors in mechanical engineering or industrial design I can’t really decided. Definitely uses the 3D printer all the time and is on the robotics team, which wins every competition they go to.

Nifty

She’s changed her major so many times nobody knows anymore. Is part of the kpop club and has biases complete with intricately decorated covers, like she has so many photo cards. Also runs the campus hotties account where it’s just a bunch of candids of cute guys taken from far away. Will also get really pissed if you don’t wash your dishes bc it will attract bugs so if ur her roommate you better do the dam dishes.

Cherry bomb

Art major and is the one who got Angel the nude modeling gig. Is always pulling all nighters bc she kept postponing the assimgment till the last minute. Has probably vandalized a couple buildings surrounding the university but hasn’t been caught. Goes to raves and the aforementioned frat parties with Angel. Also has a traffic cone in her dorm room for no other reason than just bc.

Vox

Majors in multi media marketing, runs the campus tv and YouTube channel. Definitely the president of a frat that inflates his ego more than it already is. Always at sporting events at the front row with all the frat guys giving everyone the inside scoop and game commentary. Is very pissed that alastor won’t work with him. Treats himself like a campus celebrity even tho ppl could care less and are just trying to get their degree.

Valentino

majors in film and media productions yeah he’s one of those. Always asking if you’ve seen pulp fiction and telling you that you need to watch some random black and white movie that’s only in French. Will definitely invite you over to watch something with you but we all know that’s not the case. Also all his film projects has allot of unnecessary nudity and sex under the guise of artistic expression, even when it’s so not relevant to the plot. Unless it’s a film that he’s making for the university in which case Vox is controlling every aspect of it which in this case is a good thing. Smokes in his dorm room without a care in the world and has really loud inconsiderate sex at any random point in the 24 hour day cycle.

Velvette

Majors in public relations and runs the university’s Instagram account. She’s always walking up to ppl with a lil microphone to ask you to tell us what you’re wearing. Speaking off she always comes to class dressed up (like the international students) no leggings and tennis shoes for her. Also is definitely in a divine nine sorority, and runs their insta too.

Carmilla

She’s a professor for the aerospace engineering dept and shes here bc she got sick of making rockets for Lockheed Martin and reatheon. Hella smart and ppl are baffled that she chose to give up a seven figure job to teach a bunch of college kids but she’s so chill abt it tho.

Zestial

Definitely English lit professor, makes you read the books no one’s heard of and not the classics. Always brings his own open regular coffee mug from his house to sip his tea from instead of a thermos, everyone asks how he doesn’t spill it on his ride to work. Also just straight up has an electric kettle in his office so he can have tea whenever he wants. Takes turns with carmilla eating lunch in each other’s offices.

Rosie

Studies agriculture sciences and food processing. Will probably run a slaughter house when she’s done with her degree. Hangs out with Alastor in his radio booth from time to time just to gossip about whatever drama is going around lately. Wears long skirts and a tote bag all the time. Is always sweet to Charlie and Emily, also loathes Vox just as much as Alastor she just finds him annoying.

Lucifer

Is probably a religion professor that’s not religious at all and is super laid back in his class like one easy discussion board post a week. The kinda guy to be like “it’s so nice out let’s have class outside today guys” or “if I make this shot ur all getting extra credit on the quiz this week”.

Adam

Definitely majors in finance and is a frat boy. And his band plays at all the said frat parties. Is very insufferable to talk to at parties will try tell you how crypto is the currency of the future and how wolf of Wall Street is his favorite movie. Has a Saturdays are for the boys flag in his room and navy blue sheets. Oh did I mention he vapes he definitely vapes those Mike Tyson ones that taste awful and look like bricks yeah those. Always gets drunk at the tailgate way before the game is even started.

Lute

Yeah she’s in premed and wants everyone to know she’s better than you bc of it. Everyone else’s major is easy compared to hers so don’t you dare complain about all your assignments in her vicinity. She’s basically made it her whole identity like she’s in the premed honors society, future doctors of America. Types her notes on her laptop and then rewrites them with all her gel pens and fancy highlighters, like thee be so colorfull and pretty then the title would be something like blood clots. Still friends with Adam bc they went to the same highschool together and always helping him with his homework in turn he gets her into the tailgate tents and frat parties so she always gets free alcohol.

Emily

Majors in Elementary education and looks like it too, with the Stanley cup, James Avery charm bracelet, and all. She also takes super pretty notes but she does them in class which is super power all in itself, like her desk is scattered with gel pens and highlighters of every color and swears by her bullet journal. She also feeds the cats on campus with Charlie and runs the arts and crafts club on campus where they always host events like tote bag painting in the grass area of the university. Also doesn’t drink bc she’s not twenty one yet even tho she’s in college and definitely won’t smoke even tho most of the ppl that show up to her events are total potheads

Sera

She’s like the university president who doesn’t actually GAF abt the students and just fund’s athletics and raises tuition every year under miscellaneous fees. She tries to come off as supportive when she’s out in public but no one’s buying it.

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[ all credits of the Neteyam pic go to the incredibly talented @cinetrix ♡]

Champagne Problems

Part 2

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x female!human!reader

CW: neteyam is a simp for reader, black cat gf/golden retriever bf "trope", a whole lot of angst, beach party, use of alcohol, some romantic comedy vibes, neteyam acting a bit cocky lol, reader is a tiny bit of a meanie towards neteyam, sexual language, sexual content, reader is a bit antisocial, flirting, emotionally unavailable bc of trauma reader, unrequited love (neteyam is the one having the unrequited feelings), sexual tension, commitment issues, exophilia, size kink, interspecies relationship, bad words. Hit me up to lemme know if I forgot something ahaha

Synopsis: Neteyam has had his eye on you for long but you always kept him away, at a safe distance. You have no feelings for him after all, you only think he's really attractive... right? What happens when he starts flirting with you at a Metkayina beach party and he just won't give it up? Will you finally give him a chance to show you how he feels or will you keep hiding behind the armor that you have for a heart? Neteyam is known among the na'vi as persistent and everybody knows he doesn't back off from a challenge. And you're his favorite one.

Reader is slightly older than Neteyam, for only 2 years.

Neteyam and Reader (AI Art)

Do you guys remember the story inspired by Champagne Problems by Taylor Swift that I promised like ages ago? Well... The first part is here? 🤓 A lot of people seemed to be excited to read this when I posted that sneak peak. Hope you guys like it! kiss kiss 💗

Slightly proofread.

Part 1 : Say Yes to Heaven

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If you dance, I'll dance

And if you don't, I'll dance anyway

Give peace a chance

Let the fear you have fall away

I've got my eye on you

(...)

Say yes to Heaven, say yes to me

Say Yes To Heaven (Lana Del Rey)

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"It's not like you're not gonna break me in half if we try to get down and dirty." You laugh a bit too much, the alcohol invading your brain slowly, making you care less and less about behaving in a "socially acceptable" way. Though you wondered if your not-a-bit-elegant-honesty mattered at all to Neteyam Sully, the na'vi boy sitting in the maroon leather couch, by your side, his huge size making the couch look ridiculously small. He was na'vi, after all. Totally different culture. The na'vi were way more upfront about their real thoughts and feelings.

Neteyam had been talking loudly, almost yelling, at your ear for the past 40 minutes, trying to make his voice sound louder than the party's music, so you could hear him try to convince you to hook up with him. As if the loud uplifting songs that echoed in the salty air of that Metkayina beach were not enough to bug your tired head, now you had Neteyam helping your headache get worse.

"That doesn't mean you can't let me take you home. Or even let me make you my mate, eventually, if we end up falling in love while we fuck under the starry sky. You might like laying with me in my hammock and letting me pleasure you more than you think. Maybe you'll want to be my girl once you get a taste of this na'vi spice" He was joking around with you while flirting.

His thick, muscular but still fleshy thighs were spread on the sofa way too much to your liking. It was almost like he was trying to show you how masculine or desirable - some bullshit like that - he was. You know, that kind of thing a lot of guys usually do when trying to seduce you.

You knew Neteyam was aware he was handsome, that his body was attractive. He had always had girls - na'vi and human - all over him since he was a teen, drooling over his beauty.

But if he thought his loverboy flirting that must have worked so easily with just way too many girls before was gonna work that easily with you, he was mistaken.

Okay, you had to admit he was being pretty insistent, though. Neteyam had been there for almost an hour already. You did not understand what was making him insist that much on you if you had an armor as impenetrable as the one of a human warrior of the Middle Ages, back on Earth. And those armors were really hard to get under.

"Listen" you took a last big sip of your champagne and put the glass cup on the wooden table next to the sofa "When you gonna give up, honey? It's not gonna work. I'm not hooking up with you." You looked him in the eyes.

Goddamn, were his orbs big compared to the ones of a human.

They were beautiful, though.

Damn, (y/n)! Focus, girl!

"I'm known among my people for being disciplined, focused and getting what I want because I fight hard for it. You're my focus now, tawtute." (human) I'm not giving up on you. You're like my Ikran. You're wild and hard to get but I'll conquer you, sevin tawtute." (pretty human) "On the first try."

"Cocky much?" You smirked and shook your head in disapproval "No, but, seriously, Neteyam, are you out of your mind? Have you forgotten about tsaheylu? I don't have a neurological queue, babe. I know I have many braids in my hair," You pointed out your hairstyle "but they're all regular human braids. None of them have little tendrils on its tip. Sorry, Neteyam. We're Romeo and Juliet. And Juliet doesn't even love Romeo in this story. You're deemed to heartbreak." You said, like you could not care less about his attempts to win you over, sipping on your sparkling champagne, that went down your throat comfortably, making you feel cozy and safe. It wasn't gonna work, anyway.

You liked champagne a bit too much... you had to admit it was very possible that you had a bit of a drinking problem. Alcohol made you feel warm inside. In an emotional way too. It felt like someone was hugging you, when you would not let many real people hug you because you just were not exactly enthusiastic about having physical contact with just anyone. You only let your closest friends and some family members, like your little sister, hug you.

Some people would often call you "cold" and say that you acted "like a queen, above everyone else", behind your back, but that could not be further from the truth. You actually hated how low your actual self steem was.

"Why don't you look at Munì?" You mentioned the curvy, tall, blue eyed Metkayina girl who clearly had a mad crush on Neteyam. She was incredibly pretty. Nobody could deny that. "She has been drooling over you ever since you got here. Give the poor girl a chance. She's such a cutie. If I liked girls, I'd easily do her. Look at those beautiful, long, toned legs. Look at her wide hips. Damn, she's yummy!" you were drinking too much, your honesty getting way too out there.

"I don't want her. I want you." He spoke, like he really meant it. "My hammock will be hanged between those two big trees you like to collect fruits from. I'll be waiting for you, if you want to meet me."

With that last line being said, Neteyam got up from the sofa and walked away, swiftly finding his younger brother Lo'ak and tapping on his back, like men usually do. Both brothers started what looked like an interesting conversation.

You were left alone wondering how Neteyam could say those words and walk away so nonchalantly.

"Phew! I thought he'd never leave, girlie." Adeline screamed, coming closer to you.

She was your best friend. You guys knew way too much about each other, but that only drove you closer and made you two have a beautiful bond that felt unbreakable. She was one of the few people in the world you trusted with many of your secrets. But not even she knew everything about you. Yes, talk about trust issues…

"God, I was about to call his sister to take him away! Kiri is much more chill and quiet compared to her siblings. She's a sweetheart." You said, finally letting your guard down and being able to relax your body language, laying back on the couch and resting your bare feet on the wooden dark brown table in front of you

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You cursed yourself while you walked towards Neteyam's big light brown hammock, hanged between two big beautiful trees that reminded you of the Palm Trees that used to exist on Planet Earth.

Why were you doing that, anyway?

"Tawtute! You came." Neteyam smiled, relief all over his face

You sighed.

"Yeah, but I'm still wondering why I did."

"Ouch!" He put his huge four fingered hand on his chest and frowned, like he was in pain

You rolled your eyes at him.

"Stop that, silly." Crossing your arms, you walked towards the big tropical tree in front of his hammock but still a little far

"Hey! Where are you going?" Neteyam almost screamed as you were already further away from him than you should be if you were actually gonna have sex with him

It was like you were running away from and showing up to the "job" at the same time. Go figure out.

You rested your back against that large tree, feeling the rough edges of the wood harassing your skin.

Neteyam was already almost there where you were. His long na'vi legs helped him walk faster than you anticipated.

Neteyam got next to you. You felt a little fear but a bit of excitement, simultaneously, when you realized your head only reached his hip.

Fuck, he was a giant next to you… why the hell did that turn you on?

"Are you afraid of me, yawntutsyìp?" (little loved one) Neteyam said in a lewd, low voice as you looked at him, feeling like a pathetic little ant looking up at a human

Was that how ants felt?

"No, silly, I'm not." You looked away from him and tried to focus on the way the eclipse had beautiful violet and blue tones

That almost worked. If it wasn't for Neteyam using his huge alien hand to stroke your hair softly.

"You're so pretty, tawtute." You could feel his gaze directed at you, you could feel his heat burning your skin. The desire he felt for you was almost freaking tangible.

You kept your eyes on the stars.

"You're not gonna look at me, yawntutsyìp? Lemme see those pretty eyes, hmm?" Fuck, he was turning you on so much, your pussy felt good already and there was a tight knot forming in your lower belly. How did he do that to you with so little effort?

You looked up at Neteyam's face, your neck hurting. You did not expect to see a big bulge under his navy blue loincloth, though. Neteyam was so huge you could not help staring and your face totally betrayed your surprise.

"C'mon, I wanna feel your tiny body on mine." He paused and his big blue hand traced your collarbone and your shoulders "You're so small, tawtute… Hmmm…" he let out something between a moan and a growl "So soft too." Neteyam squeezed your arm, feeling your soft human flesh against his slender fingers "I love how different from na'vi girls you are. I'm so lucky to have you all to myself tonight."

Your breath was now labored and your pussy was soaked. Your poor panties were all wet.

"I'm dying to squeeze those titties. They look incredibly soft. But I won't do anything that intimate before you say "yes" first, yawntutsyìp."

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