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scratchandplaster · 2 years ago

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Aftermath of Drugging

CW: discussions of non-con drugging, spiking food, medical whump, overdosing, drug abuse, addiction, death, brief BBU-mention

Using drugs as a whump method is pretty common, and rightly so! As one of my favorite tropes, it was interesting to think about how they could affect the Whumpee after the act itself, be it physical or mental.

That's why I made a little compilation (for me and you), if you feel like agonizing your Whumpee even further. There are also some examples in between, for your entertainment!

The research is mostly relating to any downers, meaning any drug that makes you calm or fall asleep, so anesthetics, hypnotics or sedatives. Examples include ketamine, Rohypnol, GBL, propofol and heroin.

Uppers on the other hand have the opposite effect in stimulating the human nervous system. Some of the effects that are noted below are applicable to both kinds of drugs, but keep in mind that stimulants are more of an afterthought in this list. I'm going to recap the effects of both at the end.

I'm not a pharmacist by any means, but as far as reliable research for creative writing goes, this should suffice. No one is going to fact-check your whump fic, bestie 🤍

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By method:

Ingestion (forcing them to take pills, spiking their food)

→ General indigestion, nausea, dry mouth

Injections via syringe or continuous administration through an IV drip (e.g. in medical settings)

-> Swelling/tenderness/infection/bruising of the injection side

-> High fever (even days after the injection)

→ Anaphylaxis: skin rash, chest tightness, dizziness, nausea, facial swelling

Anaphylaxis is an all-body allergic reaction that can cause mild to severe and even deadly symptoms (shock or coma). It can escalate and should be immediately treated with a shot of adrenaline. This kind of reaction could be detrimental to Whumper's plans, especially if they intend to keep Whumpee alive for the foreseeable future. So it would be helpful for them to always carry an EpiPen, just in case...

Inhalation (gas or liquid)

→ High risk of choking and (sleep) apnea

-> Irritation of throat, nose and eyes

-> Throat spasms (Laryngospasm)

Includes coughing, difficulty breathing/speaking and the feeling of suffocation. Even though this kind of spasm fades away pretty quickly, they cause severe stress and panic to the aggrieved party, even leading up to lose consciousness again.

Physical side effects:

-> Drowsiness/tiredness, headaches/migraines, tinnitus

-> Dry mouth/throat or excessive drooling

-> Dilated pupils (causing Whumpee to be light-sensitive)

-> Slurred speech

-> Skin rash, itching, hives

-> decreased/increased appetite (give them a little snack...or not)

Motor skills:

-> Muscle relaxation, ataxia (lack of movement control), general weakness

-> Poor coordination

-> Tremors, cramps, spasms

-> Numbness, paralysis of the body or extremities (a local anesthetic would also do that trick)

Vegetative effects:

-> PONV: nausea, vomiting, retching

-> Cold shivers or hot flashes, acute sweating

-> Arrhythmia, low blood pressure and heart rate

-> Labored breathing

-> Vertigo

The physical consequences alone can make the wake-up process a living nightmare for Whumpee. Any after-effects that inhibit them from just getting up and escape are probably the worst in such a situation, making them weak and useless even if no restraints are involved. Imagine Whumpee just breathing heavily and quivering with cold shivers on a basement floor, unable to shake this uncomfortable feeling off. Their whole system is just trying to get the drugs out, but doing more damage than intended. Numb to the world around them, not even feeling if they are hurt or wounded. Or imagine the complete opposite: Them being able to get up and stumble to the exit, only to be overwhelmed by intense dizziness and collapsing back onto their knees. All the while Whumper watches, of course 👀

Did Whumpee eat beforehand?

Prior to any anesthesia, the person has to fast for at least six hours beforehand. Because Whumpees rarely plan their own kidnapping or non-con high, Whumper should wait for the right moment to get it done. Otherwise, they're risking aspiration or choking and therefore dangerous lung damage up to death; surely the most undesired outcome. Who would have thought that drug abuse can be dangerous...

Impure compounds? In my illegal drugs!?!

If your Whumper's stash really was cut with popular diluents e.g. other medication or lactose, the risks are surprisingly low. The threat of overdosing still comes from the main drug agent. However, mixing downers and uppers to cancel each other out can lead to a dangerous cycle, which amplifies the side effects and increases the risk to OD.

Mental side effects:

-> Nightmares, paranoia around food/drinks

-> Depression, anxiety, self-loathing (e.g. for not being careful enough)

-> Psychosis, hallucinations (optic, acoustic, in terms of taste etc.)

-> Dissociation, confusion, disorientation

-> Insomnia

-> Reduced anxiety or inhibitions

Now instead of being afraid, Whumpee could go batshit crazy and make fun of Whumper; spitting, biting and insulting their aggressor. An outburst they will probably regret later, when they're calm again and sober enough to understand the damage they have caused themself.

-> Memory loss/amnesia

Cue intimate Whumper, who just plays the part of a worried friend while keeping their love safe and controlled. Vague recollections of past abuse? No, just take another sip from your tea, it's alright... One could use drugs as a mean of removing memories altogether, I think in the BBU the "drip" is used to erase the whole personality of the Whumpee, making them a blank slate to train however one would like.

Withdrawal:

-> minutes or even days after the initial drugging

-> extreme anxiety up to paranoia

-> nausea, vomiting, indigestion

-> muscle aches

-> flu symptoms like a runny nose, sweating and fever

Depending on the kind of drug and how often it is used, withdrawal can start after just one dosage. "Not even once"-drugs include meth, heroin and crack cocaine. Also, barbiturates have a high risk of dependence. Speaking of it...⬇

Addiction as a long term effect:

-> Organ damage especially of the brain, liver, kidneys and the diseases that follow (including cancer, short weight, heart failure)

-> Loss of interests, behavior/personality change

-> Selling all valuables and ending up in poverty

-> Aggression/violent behavior

-> Shame and guilt

Isolated, financially and mentally unstable, Whumpee's life had been ruined with just a single act. Even Caretaker turned their back on their former friend. But Whumper would love to help Whumpee become sober again, under just a few conditions. On the other side of the spectrum: a Whumpee who finally managed to escape and take revenge on their abuser, they slowly but surely make Whumper ruin themself through their newly developed little habit...

To sum up:

Downers (decrease bodily functions and calm you down)

→ Unconsciousness, weakness, distortion of perception, failure of motor functions, coma

-> Common examples: Xanax, ketamine, propofol

Vs.

Uppers (stimulate bodily functions and mood)

-> reduced inhibitions, more prone to hallucinations, psychosis, seizures, serotonin syndrome (high heart rate, sweating, twitching, mania)

-> Common examples: meth, ecstasy, cocaine

Bonus: How to store your Whumpee!

The immediate consequence of drugging someone is to figure out how to keep them. Get them secluded and ready for whumping:

-> In the backseat, foot space or trunk of a car (use an ambulance, it's inconspicuous)

-> You know these roof boxes people strap on top of their car? Stuff ´em in there!

-> Put them in a box and ship them overseas

-> Basements are classics, but try the attic for a change

-> Just use a coffin, combined with an old hearse nobody is going to notice

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Thanks for reading 🤍 [Masterpost]

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itsadragonaesthetic · 18 days ago

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Below is a post about all of the things I've noticed at 4 months on testosterone. Making this for myself and also anyone who is thinking about starting testosterone. This does get personal and talks about private and sexual stuff, as a warning. I would have loved for people to openly talk about it more when I was still deciding, so I choose to talk about it.

Facial hair grew my peach fuzz 5 times longer and stopped. It makes it easy and natural looking to put mascara or rubbing eyebrow pencil stuff on it tho. No true facial hair as of yet.

My voice FINALLY started to properly drop after 4 actual months of torture. I have had so much mucus in my throat ever since I hit one month but only recently does my voice sound much different. It's genuinely harder to talk higher.

My bumpy skin thing came back after years. As a teen, I had that skin condition that causes excess keratin in the hair follicles on some parts of your body but it went away when I was around 19 or so. Now it's back.

My acne is very much there but it's not too bad. Not nearly as bad as before i started all my meds, I must say. Considering I dropped nearly all of my acne meds shortly before starting T, this isn't that bad. Started as teeny zits and now I get maybe a cyst every week or so.

My skin is extremely oily but not much more than it was before I started taking meds for my original hormone and health problems. I'm just a naturally oily person. Again, my acne is much less than it used to be despite this.

I very much smell different. When I sweat a lot, it's more of a nice musty smell and not so much of that sharp onion smell. My pee smells VERY different. I'm not sure how to describe it.

My discharge is different, but not abnormal. Interestingly, it's more acidic. I thought it would get less acidic but nope it's staining my underwear.

The natural lubricant discharge has not gone away whatsoever. No vaginal atrophy to speak of.

Similarly, i haven't felt any cramping after orgasms. Maybe a teeny bit, but I think it's actually my intestines and this was always a thing before I started T.

I got some proper tummy hairs! I don't think I've gotten hairs anywhere else except my tummy.

My shoulders and back have skyrocketed in size. My muscles aren't more defined but they are bigger.

I haven't gained or lost any weight really.

Appetite has been pretty alright. I occasionally get sudden cravings but they go away once I get some protein in me.

Bottom growth has been slow and steady. I don't really feel it at all like I did in the first two months but it's a teeny bit bigger pretty much every week.

Sexual stuff has changed a surprising amount. Certain kinds of stimulation have totally vanished, and lots of fantasies of mine have become totally uninteresting. It's been like being a little teen again; just making random shit up and trying to find what grinds your gears.

Attraction hasn't changed much. It's perhaps slightly more intense. I get a small crush on at least one girl in every social space I end up in.

My hair is impossible to keep clean and seems thinner. Not in a balding sort of way, more in a general hair quality and volume sort of way. My hair is so oily that it just sits flat on my head. It's honestly only nice for a few hours after showering. And NO I don't wash it every day my hair habits have not changed in years.

I'm more gassy? I'm lactose intolerant and anti depressants mess with ur digestion but it's more noticeable now.

My chest is decently smaller. My chest was SUPER puffy beforehand. Rock solid all the time. Almost constantly in some pain from the swelling. My chest is still more solid than the average tit, but the fact that they're not just overripe grapefruits on my chest and they just feel like fat bags is CRAZY.

This has interestingly not made binding a lot easier. Binding, especially with tape, has always been a challenge for my super titanium tits despite them not being that big. I can't achieve a flatter chest, but it's slightly easier to shape my chest and just make it look like I got decent pecs with some chest fat.

I might add more if I think of it!

My unibrow is now even more unibrow. I would shave it but my hatred of the white patriarchy burns hot within me.

I don't really get cold anymore. I'm slightly tubbier now I guess but I was tubby sometimes as a kid and teen and I hated the cold. I keep thinking about how mild this winter has been but then I check the temperature and it's like 38 degrees F outside with a 35 degree wind chill and I'm like.......... huh...

My family says I've gotten stronger. There's been multiple instances where there will be a bin full of groceries or I have to carry a dog across a street back to his house and someone I know will be like "how did you do that?" I've been conditioned to never question my strength and just do whatever is possible so I don't notice it.

#dragon speaks #my posts #trans talk #4 months on t

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astoldbyaja · 6 months ago

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The Pink Blossom-Ch.8

The action was quick, his lips pressing to mine desperately. He paused after a split-second leaning back so we could both mirror the looks of surprise at the kiss. But I could see it, the look of desperation in his eyes that I have seen in many men before who were atop of me. He had been thinking about this, he had wanted this. I brought this upon myself when I grabbed his hand and placed it between my legs. I asked for this. He leaned back in and kissed me again.

Ujio’s lips tasted different than Nathan’s. They were different, hard, and dominating. His tongue explored my mouth immediately. I was still shocked for a brief moment that he was willingly kissing me. I could feel my mouth reacting on its own now, my tongue moving to meet his. After seconds of this, I feel his mouth move over my cheeks and then my neck. I could feel him biting and nipping at my flesh. This was a whole different side of him than I was not used to seeing. I didn't even think such a side was possible. He is vulnerable in this moment whereas I am always vulnerable.

The room was filled with my cries and whimpers of pleasure as Ujio’s fingers moved deeper inside my now wet opening, curling his fingers trying to make every cry of pleasure leave my lips. He moved my kimono off my shoulders so that my chest was exposed. Immediately he took my left nipple into his mouth, and I cried out at how sensitive it already was. His movements were now slow as I could tell he was trying not to be rough or fast. He wasn’t showing any type of aggression.

His mouth had found my right nipple, and I felt my walls tighten from his tongue moving around my sensitive spot. My toes curls, and my body melted with his movements. This was a betrayal to Nathan, I knew it the moment I came into Ujio’s room, but I needed someone and I guess being around Ujio, I could get what I needed.

I felt his fingers move deeper inside me and my entire body shifted. My kimono was soaked at the bottom, and I felt almost embarrassed, but I hadn’t felt such sensations in years. Nathan had no problems taking me, but that doesn’t mean he was always thinking of my needs when he did this. In the moments he could make me feel good, it didn’t last very long.

Ujio began to pump his fingers in and out of me causing the pleasure to build up in my mind. My stomach muscles were cramping. The heat was intense in my body, and I could feel my entire body feeling nothing but bliss. I gripped the blankets with my hand feeling everything build and build before I felt waves upon waves of tremors flowing over my body from my vagina, and then all over the place.

I let out a loud cry of pleasure, as Ujio kissed and sucked on my jugular. I gripped his arm tight as the intense pleasure continued to come. His pumping continued even as I orgasmed, and I could feel the over stimulation coming, making me yell out now. My stomach tightened even more now. I trembled hard after he stopped feeling the high go down after a while that left me panting.

Ujio finally moved to lie on his back and I looked at him, then further down as something caught my attention. I finally looked clearly at his erect cock, noticing how large and thick he was. My eyes widened and I looked away for a moment. Maybe I should help him out now. Without thinking I sat up and Ujio watched me carefully as I began to swing my feet over his lap.

He didn’t stop me, so I assumed he was giving me permission to continue. I began to place my soaked vagina against his shaft, to feel of how thick he was, and my body giving light pressure to him, made us both gasp. He stared up at me with dark eyes. He’s trying to still look angry and intimidating. Something inside me felt challenged to try and change that look.

Slowly, I began to move my hips up and down him keeping a steady pace. Older slave women who used to be breeding horses on the plantation taught me ways to better please those who had me so that way they would be less inclined to violently hurt us to feel pleasure when on top of us. They said it’s a way to have some power and make peace with our place. I continued to tease Ujio with my slow movements watching as his chest tightened and his hardened face started to slowly crack. When his eyes started to flutter close, and he began show signs of pleasure, I rewarded him by moving a bit faster.

I wanted him to know that he was safe to take the pleasure he wanted from me in this moment. It was okay to show pleasure in front of me of which I was sure he wouldn’t show in front of others. Now his hands came up and gripped my hips and I found myself smiling. To show I was pleased, I leaned over him now, keeping my hands on either side of his head, my hair falling over our faces so now we could look nowhere else but into each other’s eyes.

I started to move faster and harder and I feel his hips starting to move with me to gain more friction. I watched the look of lust grow on his face and as I let out gentle moans, he started to let out grunts and groans of pleasure.

“Kimochīi.” he pants out. I wasn’t sure what he was saying, but I was sure if he wasn’t enjoying this, he would have no issues stopping me. Watching his face twist into different feelings and emotions brought me a sense of joy and pleasure. Nathan makes the same faces when I pleasure him, so in some ways I would like to think Ujio’s enjoyment and pleasure was real.

His body tightened and now his hip movements against mine were growing ragged. He panted heavier and quicker before finally, he growls out violently, and I feel something warm graze me and most likely land on him. I looked down between our bodies to see how much he had released on us both. And it was a lot. I wasn’t sure if he ever slept with the other women here, but if he was remaining abstinent for his lord, I could imagine, this release would be heavy. I slowly moved off him now and lied on my back gently panting.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I watched Ujio use one of the smaller blankets to clean himself up then throw that blanket to the side.

“Why did you do this for me?” I asked softly looking over at him, and he looked at me with deep intent before looking away.

“Maybe I just wanted you to feel protected.” he said lowly, and I winced a bit turning over to face him a bit. “Why did you do this for me?”

“It was only appropriate I return the favor.” I replied. He looked almost offended by this and I was unsure why.

“You should go back to your room and stay there.” he said his tone suddenly distant and cold. I tensed at the sudden change in his behavior before slowly pulling my kimono back on and getting up from the blankets. I didn’t bother tying it together, but I left without saying another word. I thought maybe I should thank him, but I wasn’t sure if that was what he wanted to hear. Had I said something wrong, should I not have returned the gesture?

Ujio’s POV

Weak. I had given in to temptation so easily. Did Africans have powers to tempt the human mind and body? No, they were not Gods or witches. I gave in to my desires willingly. The moment her hand guided mine between her legs, I took the motion as permission to do all that I wanted to her, and it felt amazing. Her insides were tight and hot, the noises she made brought life to my cock immediately. She liked what I did to her. She released on my fingers and if I had been given any other sign to continue, I would have mounted her right then and there.

Even as she rode me, the looks she gave me were unbelievable. The way her breasts bounced with her movements drove me insane. The fact she gained pleasure from being on top made my cock twitch, and I knew I was at her mercy. I wanted to position her over my cock head to sheath myself fully inside her, but I felt that would go too far. She was… returning the favor.

Did she really want to return the favor, or did she feel obligated? I started to question if she really wanted to do this or not. Did she just want comfort for herself? That was why she was going to see the American. She would let that cur defile her! She would let him feel the heat of her core. No. She would feel comfort from no other man while she was in this village.

Grace’s POV

The next morning, a bowl of soup was left at my door, and I ate it in silence. There would be no discussion of what happened the other night. Although I slept better, the dreams that came with Ujio on top of me invaded my mind. I replayed the scene over in my head and I couldn’t help but wonder what he felt after I left. I was back in my dress and pinning my hair up.

“Grace. May I enter?” I hear him outside the door. I looked down for a second remembering the word he used yesterday to say yes.

“H-Hai.” I called out. He entered and gave a gentle bow. He was in robe with his hair perfectly pinned up in the knot.

“Lord Katsumoto has ordered me to teach you some of our words.” he replied with distance in his tone. I turned and faced him, with a gentle nod.

“I understand. When should we begin?” I asked. He nodded.

“Now. Come.” he replied, and I nodded following him into the room where his armor and swords were. I noticed two cups were on the ground. He sat down on one side, and I sat down across from him. He seemed cold. I felt tremendous guilt now. Maybe he did not enjoy what we did last night. I looked at the cup and observed it.

“I prepared us some tea.” he said. I glanced up at him and then down at the cup.

“How do you say tea?” I asked as he picked up the cup. I mimicked his actions.

“Ocha.” he said. I nodded.

“Ocha.” I replied. He nodded. I sipped the tea and it tasted different than any tea I had ever tasted. But I quietly sipped it.

“The cup is called kappu.” he said. I tilted my head.

“Cupu?” I asked. He shook his head.

“Kappu.” he replied slowly.

“Kappu.” I replied and he nodded.

“Hai.” he replied. I nodded.

“That means yes.” I replied. He nodded once more. I could tell he was being more cordial- formal almost. That was alright. I would rather this than be met with anger. He pointed to his hair.

“My topknot. Mage.” he said. I nodded.

“Mage.” I replied. He pointed to his ear now.

“Ear. Mimi.” he said. I looked down giving a gentle smile trying not to laugh. Ujio caught this. “Why do you laugh?”

I looked up at him and shook my head.

“I knew a young girl on the plantation, her name was Mimi.” I replied. He tilted his head confused.

“Her mother named her ear?” he asked. I shook my head.

“It has different meanings.” I replied. He let out a gentle grunt and nodded. We continued on. He pointed to different things on his body, then in the room and slowly we moved about the house learning new words. I was already overwhelmed and the only thing I could really remember was mimi.

“We will review what I taught you for a few days, then we will explore the village and learn new words. Then I will teach you sentences.” he replied. I nodded.

“I understand.” I replied. He nodded.

“I have other duties to attend to. You are permitted to explore the village as long as you stay within the ground.” he told. I nodded in understanding before separating from him. I started to wonder if he had regrets of last night. Did I?

I decided that last night would be a distant memory. It meant nothing.

As the days passed into weeks, I found myself walking about the village, admiring the different people and the tasks they had set out for themselves. Everyone had such focus in their work. It was routine, my walks. At first, I was seen as a stray dog that was looked upon with indifference. I would not make a single move to interact with them unless they wished.

I had not seen Nathan at all, for I knew from the distant yelling, in the nights, he was going through withdrawals from lack of alcohol. Ujio was right, he needed to deal with his demons on his own.

As I walked the village, I was approached by many children, with their mother’s watching from a safe distance. They touched my skin and rubbed it trying to rub the color off me. In time, their mothers would allow their kids to be close and eventually let their curiosity get the best of them. I drew small crowds of villagers wanting to touch my hair and face and arms. They looked at my dress feeling the fabric and talking amongst themselves. Although I could understand few words, it was still too fast for me comprehend the context.

Their eyes didn’t show hatred, but more so inquisitiveness to me. Some of them would smile and pet my head and I would just let them. If it showed I was not a threat, I did not mind. I’ve been touched like this at auctions before, so I just remained still.

Ujio was continuing to teach me words and soon sentences of Japanese. I was a fast learner.

By the next morning, I knew I wanted to see Nathan. I had to. I found my way to Taka’s home. She was pouring out some water onto the ground when she saw me. She had such a natural beauty to her, I must admit. She looked mildly taken back by my presence, but I think she knew why I was here. I cleared my throat a bit and I looked at the home she stayed in. I bowed my head to her.

“Can I see him?” I asked. She lifted her head some and nodded before turning and moving inside. I followed her keeping a comfortable distance and she stopped at a room and stepped to the side. Limping from a side of the room was Nathan in a white kimono it seemed. He looked up at me and smiled. His face was pale and he still had a few bruises from the attack, but they were lightening with time.

“Nathan.” I said moving up to him and gently hugging him, and he returned it quickly. He rubbed my back and gave me a kiss to the forehead.

“Hey. Are you okay?” he asked, and I nodded looking up at him.

“Yes I am fine.” I replied, and he nodded leaning a bit on me as we began to walk toward the door. I looked at Taka and smiled.

“Thank you.” I said, and she bowed her head. I smiled and the two of us began to leave the home. I let Nathan drape his arm over me as we began to walk, but once we were outside he attempted to walk on his own.

“Has he treated you well? He hasn’t hurt you has he?” he asked with concern and I shook my head.

“No. He’s mostly quiet.” I said looking away then back at him. “What about you, how are you feeling?” Nathan nodded.

“I’ve had worse.” he said.

“You haven’t had any alcohol how are you sleeping?” I asked.

“I’ll be fine. But for now we need to figure out what’s going on and maybe get us released.” he said, but his tone didn’t sound hopeful.

“We are stuck here. The snow is coming soon.” I said, and he nodded and just looked at me.

“I’ll think of something. Maybe we can get you out from under… Ujio’s watchful eyes. I know his hatred for me. I can see it in his eyes. I don’t trust him and I definitely don’t trust him with you.” he said. I looked down smiling lightly.

“I don’t think we are in a position to make requests.” I said, and he chuckled lightly and nodded.

“Right.” he said, and I noticed an elderly samurai following us and it would make sense if he was tasked with watching us, more so Nathan. He is the bigger threat here. “Maybe I can talk with Katsumoto.” I nodded.

“He seems… easy to talk to.” I said, and he looked at me as if taken back.

“You’ve spoken to him?” he asked and I nodded.

“Yes. We spoke about little things.” I said and suddenly the elderly man prodded us and pointed in the direction I knew was where Katsumoto lived. It was on a hill with trees that had pink leaves. They were beautiful. I would need to figure out the names of flowers.

“He lives there.” We walked up the hill, and we noticed more samurai were guarding the home, like I was used to seeing. Once we were at the top, a man stopped us and told us only Nathan could enter. Ujio and a few other men were leaving and Nathan and I looked at each other, my eyes showing more worry. I didn’t want to leave him alone.

He nodded softly gently caressing my cheek.

“Hey. I’ll be okay.” he said, and I nodded unaware that Ujio was watching our display of affection. I slowly released him.

“Okay.” I said and watched him limp up the stairs of the home. The silent samurai followed behind him. I swallowed some and just kept my hands curled together unaware of what I should do now. I felt I needed to wait until he finished talking, so he and I could be together for a bit longer. Katsumoto was right, we couldn’t escape and even when it snowed, we would be trapped here.

#hiroyuki sanada #sanada hiroyuki #blackfemoc #the last samurai #ujioxblackfemoc #nathan algren #Taka #katsumoto #Nobutada #emperor meiji #smut #mixed couple #ambw #ambw smut #Samurai #ujio

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4dtk · 3 years ago

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how do you think 127 would react when they're horny as fuck but s/o is on their period?

tried to keep it as gender-neutral as possible! this is for all the horny bitches with coochies

warnings: face-fucking, deep-throating, handjob, blowjob, grinding (clothed), mutual masturbation, somewhat shower sex

NSFW UNDER THE CUT, MINORS DNI

→ TAEIL would be content with a hand job tbh, i see him really liking your hands. he doesn’t want you doing the work with your body so he just borrows your hand instead and the whole thing is very soft and gentle. occasionally would want a blowjob or two but this man just wills himself to hold it in or get off himself if he gets hand in the period of your cycle.

“mmhm,” taeil sighs into your neck, hiding his face in it while his hot breaths cause goosebumps to appear. he’s immersed in pleasure as your hand travel up and down his length, pumping his cum out of him until he’s whining. the grasp on your thigh hurts, but you don’t get much thought to it when taeil squirms in your embrace.

taeil’s muscles and body freezes as he spurts his load into your hand, providing even more lubrication for your hand to travel along his cock. it creates the squelching noises that it usually does with your cunt, but quicker, and more frequent, teasing taeil through the overstimulation until he’s bucking his hips into your squeezing hand desperately.

→ JOHNNY is def down to stick his dick down your throat, but he doesn’t want to be the only one to cum so he would settle for you on his thigh, or maybe just clit stimulation. apologises for making you cum into your pad/soaking your tampon through like he didn’t prompt you to give you the best orgasm in your life (you roll your eyes at him as you get up to change your pad/tampon but you enjoyed it either way lol).

“that’s it, take it- fuck-!” johnny moans, thighs shaking at how deep his dick goes. seeing him in your throat drives him crazy. his hands are sore from gripping the headboard so tightly, and you gurgle on his cum that’s flowing down your throat that you have to slowly recover from it.

johnny cheekily grins, patting your cheek lightly before removing his cock from your lips and instead shifts you to sit in between his legs. you’re confused, the now cool heat pack laying on your stomach before the man behind you pries your legs open. the questions come quickly, but johnny soothes you softly with pecks onto your neck, stopping your curiosity and replacing it with moans of your own as he touches your neglected clit. “can’t leave my baby hanging, now, can i?”

→ YUTA i feel would lowkey be down for period sex, it’s just a HUNCH but would hate the clean-up. i mean if the blood’s on you or him then he doesn’t mind, but the act of changing the sheets makes him kinda dread it so he would definitely take it to the bathroom. if you aren’t down he’ll probably also be just like johnny and make you cum via rubbing on your clit IN the bathroom as you stroke him tbh. mutual masturbation <3

your hand clutch tightly onto yuta’s shoulders, burying your face into it as he runs his fingers over you sensitive clit. he partially protects you from the incoming shower, long hair sticking to his forehead due to the water. you would probably laugh at if it wasn’t for your boyfriend’s incredibly high libido, with you as the victim.

“mmf- yuta, please, can you please move,” it was said as more of a statement, a breathy laugh leaving his lips that dissolves into a moan when you continue your strokes on his length. the bathroom echoes with the mix of profanities and groans and soon yuta releases onto your thigh with a whine, shivering at the way his breath dances across your ear as you cum as well. “you see those chunks… that’s the shit we’ll have to deal with if we did it on the bed.”

→ TAEYONG would probably take care of the problem himself to be honest. the last thing he wants is to bring discomfort to you if you a.have cramps, b. is cranky from your period or c. just generally not fond of orgasming when you’re on your period. would excuse himself to the bathroom to relief himself or just try not to think about it until it passes.

“t-taeyong? do you need some help?” you’re frowning as you eye the bulge showing in his sweatpants, possibly morning wood or a brush of your hand on his pelvis. even he isn’t sure since he’s woken up groggy and with a mild headache. taeyong only shoots you a sympathetic smile and a kiss to your forehead before he hurries to the bathroom.

pulling down his pants, he groans at the already erect dick that twitches to the sudden exposure. wrapping a hand around it, he tries his best to stifle the soft moans leaving his lips as he pumps his cock up and down with his pre-cum helping him just a bit. maybe next month he’d ask you to give him a blowjob instead, since fucking his fist definitely couldn’t compare to your warm mouth.

→ DOYOUNG reluctantly asks you for the sucky suck lol, but once he’s in your mouth, he regrets holding back at first. would try his best to let you do your thing but his hands tangle themselves up into your hair pretty often and he has to refrain from pushing you down onto his cock LMAO. he’s just one horny lad.

“why’re you always so shy, baby?” you smile onto his tip, swirling your tongue around it that doyoung can only watch with a face that screams pleasure. you stay there for a bit, and you’re confident doyoung can settle with simply his tip in your mouth, but you know that he wants more, and so you give him what he wants.

your relaxed throat takes him in easily, deep-throating him to get his cock right to the back of your mouth that draws a long moan out from your boyfriend. soon, you can feel his hands finding purchase in your hair that pulls at the roots, your own fair share of whines causing vibrations on his dick. doyoung pants, hard, and you focus your best on taking his seed down your throat and ignoring the throbbing in between your legs.

→ JAEHYUN is one to propose that you won’t need to do anything, but secretly wants you to grind on him or sum lol. he’s freaky like that. is super uneasy that you notice and the first few months when you get together jaehyun actually didn’t want to voice it out. it’s only when he brought it up in the first year that now whenever he has that look in your eye, you’re already moving to sit on top of him.

“you’re giving me that look again,” you say with a raised eyebrow, briefly lifting his shirt to reveal his hardening cock. it’s accentuated so well against his sweatpants that you can’t help but give in, letting him guide you across his hips with each thigh on either side. gently you settle down right onto his crotch, the friction already providing a bit of pleasure as he throws his head back.

“c’mon, lovely, that’s right, grind on me- hah…” jaehyun digs his nails into your hips, overwhelmed by how your middle feels on his clothed cock. jaehyun sits up, burying his face into your chest before attempting to push his hips off the bed. the friction is gratifying, and jaehyun chases his high while you grind down harder and harder with soft moans leaving both your lips.

→ JUNGWOO is a sweetheart, doesn’t want you to do anything that would provide you discomfort tbh, but he would still want to get off though lol. also another one that would hold back on face-fucking you at first, but would go mental once your mouth is on his dick. bit more intense than doyoung is.

jungwoo has his hands on your hair, groaning through his words that he can’t get enough of your mouth, of your tongue and you can only choke in response, looking up at him with innocent eyes that makes him increase the pace of his hips. you’re fumbling around for jungwoo’s thighs, clutching tightly onto it as he ruts into you.

“hnn- fuck, (y/n)! it’s coming, sweetheart, ‘m cumming-“ he’s cumming in the next second, with repeated chants of your name while he rides put his high. stilling in your mouth, he shoots his load continuously, leaving a string to stick to your lips when you pull away. with a sly grin, jungwoo pulls you to his chest, hand ghosting over your core with the question of whether you wanted to relief the uneasiness from sucking him off

→ MARK is another dude who would try to excuse himself to go jerk off in the bathroom or something but he caves very easily. with either your offer or a innocent question or just a gesture, mark weighs the outcomes and it seems pretty alright as long as he doesn’t see blood. he’s fine with it, perfectly fine, but when it sees it it automatically makes him think that he’s hurt you or something and even though you reassure him, he panics, HARD. poor guy

“you- are you bleeding more because of this?” the question makes you laugh a little, explaining in between you palming his erection and his moans that sure, it definitely would push out more blood, but it was strictly blood, but also arousal that’s built up. mark is keen to learn, but not right now when your hand is applying pressure to his sensitive parts.

mark groans when you stick your hand into his pants, finally, feeling your thumb brush over his tip that pushes out bead after bead of pre-cum. you stroke him through the fabric, the friction enough to make him buck his hips to meet your hand. it makes you grin, how needy he becomes once your hand makes contact and soon he cums with his hand tightly gripping onto your wrist, mouth dropped open in an ‘O’ and eyebrows scrunched together. it’s beautiful.

→ HAECHAN coaxes you into almost period sex, like probably using a toy on yourself or stimulating your clit while he strokes himself bc tbh he doesn’t want blood on his dick. trust me, he has nothing against periods, buys your items for you, cleans your sheets when you stain them, y’know, but it kinda makes him think that he’s hurting you (like mark), but mostly bc he can’t wrap his head around using your blood as lube which idk just feels weird to him. mutual masturbation but your hands are on your own bodies.

“you feelin’ good, angel?” you answer with a barely audible yes, manoeuvring your hand on your clit, while haechan stays focused on your features stretched beyond pleasure. just like usual, your mouth produces the most delicious sounds, using that to spur him on to stroke his cock faster and faster.

haechan imagines it’s your pussy sinking down on him instead, but it’s what he has to settle with until your cycle’s over. your pleas sends haechan moaning like a pornstar, hardly caring for the volume before he shoots his cum across him. it barely misses your legs, but instead lands dangerously close to your clothed cunt before the knot in you snaps, too, body twitching to no end before your lips stretch into a sigh. “that was good.”

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bumbleklee · 4 years ago

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genshin boys holding/massaging your boobs

this is dedicated to my anons (you know who you are)

before reading: boobs (childe, kaeya, venti + albedo)

childe

childe loved every part of you from your head to your feet

he adored your hair and could run his hands through it all day if you’d let him, and he loved tracing the muscles in your thighs or along your back

he especially loved the more intimate parts of you, specifically your breasts

he loved flicking his thumbs over your nipples and hearing the sounds you let out and squeezing his fingers around your boobs

in short, childe worshipped your body and made sure you knew it no matter what (even in a non-sexual way)

one day, you had woken up with your period after childe had already left and when he came home, he found you sprawled on your bed groaning

he immediately came to your side and you rolled over, allowing him to sneak behind you and snake his arms around your waist

you had a routine when you were cramping or achy on your period and childe was happy to help

Childe’s hands started on your stomach. His slender fingers massaged soft circles around your pelvis and he talked to you about his day to try and distract you. His fingers traveled upwards and soon his hands had slipped under your shirt fully and were groping your breasts gently.

Being sore, the motion felt delightful. It was like Childe was easing out any knots or tension your period was causing. You signed in relief and pushed your back against your boyfriend.

The act wasn’t sexual in the slightest and both of you knew that. Childe was just being a good boyfriend and alleviating your pain for you and showing you how much he really loved you. His hands cupped underneath your boobs and he lifted upwards, the heaviness on your chest disappearing.

Your eyes fluttered closed on their own and when Childe realized you had fallen asleep, he finally removed his hands. He pressed a kiss to your lips and kept his arms around you, ready to give you another massage if you needed one when you woke up.

kaeya

firm believer that all boobs are good boobs

whether your chest was big or small or somewhere in the middle, kaeya appreciated them and loved on them daily

as soon as you two crossed the intimate line in your relationship, kaeya’s hands were always around your breasts

he would come up behind you while you were cooking and wrap his arms your your chest so his hands coincidentally landed on your boobs or you would wake up in the morning to his hands fully around your breasts in his sleep

You accompanied Kaeya on a weekend commission to Liyue and was delighted when he snuck you away from your hotel one night to an empty hot spring that was hidden beyond the mountains. You both wasted no time in stripping down to nothing and sliding into the warm water.

Your eyes were closed in relaxation and you were leaning your head backwards against the rocks when Kaeya’s arms snaked around your waist and pulled you onto his lap. His chest pressed against your back.

“What are you doing?” You giggled.

“I just can’t resist you,” Kaeya said. He rested his chin on your shoulder and his hands brushed your breasts. His hands were warm from the water and they felt good on your boobs, easing any tension or stress from the travel that day.

“I’m not really in the mood,” You told him. You felt Kaeya shrug and continue to squeeze and grope your boobs. Soon, his movements stopped and he simply held the flesh in his hands, his fingers wrapping around them.

“Neither am I - just wanna hold them.”

albedo

this goes without saying, albedo loved to learn about anatomy

until he met you, sucrose was his model when it came to learning about female anatomy and once you came along, she couldn’t thank you enough for taking her place on the pedestal

once you two become intimate, expect albedo to spend hours tracing your body shape and touching you all over the place

sex with albedo often ended with him overanalyzing your body and its sudden reaction to his touch

You pulled off Albedo and flopped down beside him, panting. You wiped sweat from your forehead and stared at the ceiling until you felt a pair of eyes looking at you. You turned your head to see Albedo staring at you.

“What?” You asked, a satisfied grin on your lips.

Albedo’s eyes traveled from your face down to your chest. An intriguing look was on his face, “Your nipples are still hard.”

You glanced down and he was right. Your nipples were still perky and hard even after you had orgasmed and were no longer horny. You shrugged your shoulders, “Weird.”

Without warming, Albedo’s hand reached out to touch a nipple. You made a noise of surprise but didn’t push him away. His fingers spread over your boob and squeezed down onto it softly.

“What are you doing?”

Albedo didn’t answer you at first. His fingers were prodding at the fleshy mound and you furrowed your eyebrows. “It feels the same as before we had intercourse,” Albedo said mainly to himself, “Warmer, though.”

You blushed and turned your head away from Albedo. You didn’t hate the feeling of him hold your boob but did he have to make it so scientific?

venti

he’s just as cheeky as kaeya sometimes

venti was attracted to your eyes first but if you asked him, he would say it was your breasts just to make you blush

it was actually you who asked venti if he would occasionally play with or hold your breasts

his fingers were slender and calloused from playing the lyre so you loved when you laid together at night and they wrapped around your breasts in comfort

Like now, you two were sprawled out under the tree in Windrise in the middle of the night. You were sitting between Venti’s legs, facing him and undoing his braids, while his hands roamed your chest. He massaged your breasts absentmindedly, his fingers flicking over your nipples but not enough to stimulate you.

Your conversation was aimless and if anyone walked by, they would think you two were absolutely mad.

“Are you stressed?” Venti asks, his fingers rubbing out any kinks in your boobs. “You feel tense.”

“A little,” You admit, “But you’re helping.”

Venti grinned and continued his actions before you were satisfied. To you, Venti massaging your breasts felt like a good back massage to others. When he was done, Venti helped you turn around so you could lay against his lap and chest. His hands rested around your boobs, giving you warmth in the brisk air.

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pillow-anime-talk · 3 years ago

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drink, drugs.

request: yandere!nijimura shuzo; he drugged reader drink to increase her libido + nsfw?

# tags: headcanon + scenario; friends with benefits; yandere!au; romance; mention of alcohol & drugs; smut; nsfw

warnings: mention of sex & sexual activities, drunk sex (missionary, doggy style, cow girl), kinda dub-con (idk how to describe it correctly), handjob (female receive), oral sex (male receive), multiple orgasm, spanks, hair pulling, slutty names

includes: female reader ft. shuuzou nijimura {knb}

author’s note: hope that i have met the requirements and you will be satisfied :D thanks a lot!

↘ I think you are familiar with such practices; you have known each other for a long time and you have been sleeping together for a long time, if you want and have time. Therefore, you know about your preferences and ideas, both relatively normal, such as sex in the car and putting handcuffs on the foots/wrists, as well as the crazier ones, such as breathe play or double penetration with a massive dildo.

↘ You have also had sex many times when drunk or under the influence of other stimulants; Shuuzou said then that everything seems more interesting and you can feel more stimuli (smells, sounds, touch). There was some truth in it in your case - orgasm felt more satisfying and definitely longer than normal, and sex itself could last up to two hours.

↘ That day you spent time with a man, watching a series on the couch in his apartment. You used to meet at your place, sometimes at his place, sometimes in hotels, and sometimes on the park car.

↘ Anyway, at one point the dark-haired man brought you an alcoholic drink, saying it was to cheer you up and to celebrate a nice weekend. You gladly accepted a transparent glass full of beer with raspberry juice, and then invited your lover over so that you could watch the third episode of your favorite series together.

*:･ﾟ✧*

“It’s the fifth time you’ve watched it this year, and it’s fucking June, Y/N.”

“Well, I just love this. It’s great show and producers will be releasing the six season soon. Can’t wait!” You laughed softly and the boy just shook his head in disbelief.

Shuuzou liked to see your person happy and innocent, but he liked to see you also in a version full of tears and destruction because of his person. Therefore, he patiently waited for you to finish your drink; ‘cause he really, really wanted to take care of you, here and now, on that cramped couch full of colorful pillows.

“... It was a... very strong drink, Shuu. Was it really a... beer?” After a long moment, about ten minutes later, you looked at the man, wiping your mouth that still tasted of hops and fresh fruit.

“Beer with a little surprise, especially for you.” He winked at you and his arm wrapped around you. “You know that everything I do, I do for your well-being.”

“Mhmmm, I know.”

It took another few longer minutes before you really felt at ease; your muscles sagged slightly and your pupils grew a little larger. Additionally, you felt a rush of saliva in your mouth and your whole body felt a little hotter. Then you looked at your lover, perfectly aware of what he had done.

“Nijimura, you damn bastard. Fuck you. You know how I react after that shit.”

“I like it when you talk to me like that. So hot.”

When the spinning in the head stopped, you immediately grabbed the twenty-year-old boy by the collar of his dark green blouse and made him lie down with a firm movement. You quickly sat on him and he just chuckled at how much he liked to see you on the top. But you just snorted, hitting him in the chest. It wasn’t a hard punch, of course, but just plain banter.

“And what now? I won’t come home with my car. I really hate you.” You muttered.

“Someone told you to come home?” He answered with a question. “You can stay with me as long as you want, dolly.” His hand went under your sleeping pants without any problems, and you just groaned feeling Shuuzou’s finger that touches your clitoris and penetrates you from the inside. You involuntarily started to move your hips, and the brunette smiled again. “You’re already all wet. How sweet. We should take advantage of this, right?” You nodded at his question, and he immediately went over to the clothes removal from you and himself.

Thanks to drugs, you two didn’t need lubricant or any other moisturizer. The boy only stimulated a bit more his dick with dominant hand, and then put you in a comfortable position on your back, immediately entering your warm body. Your loud moan and his soft sigh fused together, giving both of you goose bumps on every inch of your skin, even on top of your heads.

Although the young man was not taking dopes, he had a lot of energy and strength at that time, thanks to which his movements were fast, accurate and very strong at the same time. Literally after two minutes, you felt your fingers contract and your blood pressure increased. The orgasm was intense, even painful, but dark-haired didn’t stop even for a little second. Instead, he took his wet dick out of you and rolled your body onto your stomach, his hands instantaneously lifting your cute ass by your hips. He tapped you with his manhood a few times before he put his cock back into your wet pussy.

“Come on baby, show me how many times you can cum for me. I will count it.”

A firm grip on your skin will definitely leave bruises or scrapes afterwards. Now, however, it didn’t matter to you, because you just leaned your head against the fluffy, blue pillow and your fingers closed on the dark fabric of the sofa. Your legs were shaking disgustingly all the time, and your breathing quickened when your lover hit the end of the cervix, smiling as he did so; he was so confident and cocky (you hate and love it).

You felt so fucking good, and the alcohol made you felt more than you should; every breath of male, every touch of his hands on your back, neck and buttocks. You could smell sweat mixed with the smell of cigarettes ideally. Everything was perfect, just as a boy described to you once.

You wet the couch again, and the brunette hit your ass hard, saying a loud ‘Two’ while pulling your hair. He kept fucking you and definitely if you both were making porn right now it would have turned into a fucking viral.

“My pretty whore. Get on your knees. Now.” You obediently obeyed his command, quickly taking him in a mouth full of saliva, while feeling the first warm tears running down your face. You felt so well, so intense; you hardly had the strength to suck him off, literally you practically passed out on that wooden floor. However, you did enough to please the man a lot and make him almost cum in your mouth and on your whole face.

Satisfied, a few seconds later you sat down on his muscled thighs, with your back to his smug face. With a sigh, you put his still-hard dick inside you, grasping grey-eyed by his hands that found their place on both of your boobs.

Even though you lacked the strength, you could definitely cum one more time (or even two).

#— 🍓#kuroko no basket #kuroko no basket headcanon #kuroko no basket x reader #kuroko no basquet #kuroko no basquet headcanons #kuroko no basquet x reader #knb #knb headcanons #knb headcanon #knb x reader #knb x you #knb x y/n #nijimura shuuzou #nijimura shuuzou headcanons #nijimura shuuzou x reader #shuuzou nijimura #shuuzou nijimura headcanons #shuuzou nijimura x reader

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shorkbrian · 4 years ago

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(Needles (aphrodisiacs!), blood, and medical paraphernalia ahead. No outright NSFW, but implied at the end)

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Latex gloves snapped as they stretched over the man’s hands.

You were nervous.

“Sign here. It’s a consent form for the vaccines you’re receiving today.” His voice was level, almost monotone as he placed a clipboard and pen onto the counter next to your chair.

Three vaccines, routine injections.

You’d been putting them off, wary of needles, wary of people having to touch your body. You knew it would be an all-around unpleasant experience, but you had to get it done sometime, no matter how much you tried to avoid it.

Originally it had just been two shots, but the Doctor, Chisaki Kai, had called back informing you that a third injection would be necessary.

A quick scribble with the pen before the masked man was whisking the clipboard away, confirming you’d signed the papers with a quick glance. He had pretty eyes, you noted - golden iris’s visible above the surgical face mask covering his mouth and nose.

Those pretty eyes snapped to yours, the man looking significantly bored. “All’s in order.” You watched him begin assembling the injections on the counter, needles by bottles, alcohol wipes and bandaids nearby.

“The first will go in your left arm, the second in your right, and the third in your left again. It will hurt.” His bedside manner left something to be desired.

He worked quickly and efficiently, plunging the first needle into a bottle, drawing back the plunger to fill it full of liquid before removing it from the bottle. “Please roll up your sleeves.”

Then he was stepping close, needle in one gloved hand, sterile alcohol swab in the other. You were watching him like a hawk, trying your best not to flinch when the cold wipe came into contact with your exposed upper arm.

A quick glance at your flinch, the slight bit of air hissing through your teeth at nothing but the coldness of the wipe had the man cocking his head, but he said nothing.

“Uhm, can you please-uhm, tell me when you’re about to do it?” You gulp, wide eyes trained on the far wall. Just don’t look at the needle, you’ll be fine.

“You prefer to know when to expect the pain?” It was less a question, more a statement, but you nodded nonetheless. “I’ll count to three.”

“One.” A gloved hand lightly touched your arm.

“Two.” Pointer finger and thumb smoothed over your skin, keeping it taut.

“Three.” There was a pinch, immediately followed by deep burning, stinging pain that had you gritting your teeth and wincing.

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The scent of bitter, sterile alcohol filled your nose, harshly jerking you to consciousness. Everything smelled like chemicals, latex and bleach and ammonia - not the most pleasant thing to wake up to.

Opening your eyes was easy, lifting your head not so much. You were slumped in your seat, head resting against the counter at your side, feet planted on the ground.

The doctor was crouched in front of you, a small wipe pinched between his fingers, held up to your nose. Golden eyes studied you closely, and upon seeing your eyes open, lashes fluttering, the doctor withdrew the wipe, subsequently taking away the chemical smell.

“You fainted.”

A blink as you gained your bearings, feeling disoriented and weak. You were still in the exam room, a tiny cramped space with barely enough room for a chair beside the exam table.

You swallowed, throat feeling dry, head fuzzy. God, did you hate needles.

“Have you had this reaction to injections before? It’s not uncommon in patients.”

“I.....no? I don’t-uhm-don’t think so...” It felt funny talking, as if you weren’t inside your body.

The doctor stood abruptly, quickly discarding the ammonia wipe into the trash, stripping his gloves off as well before donning a new pair.

“Stay there while you recover. Are you up for the other two shots today, or would you like to schedule an appointment for them at a different time?”

Why the hell didn’t he just give you the shots while you were unconscious?

“I wanna do it today please.” You sighed, reaching to feel the bandaid on your left arm. “I would hate to have to come back and do this again, know what I mean?”

Nothing else was said, just a brief nod from the man before he disappeared from the room. You shuffled your feet, closing your eyes as you leaned back in the chair.

“(Y/N)? Do you feel ready to stand?” He was back, standing in the doorway and looking at you.

“Oh, yeah, sure.” You rocked up to your feet, rolling down your sleeve as the doctor stepped froward towards the counter. He gathered up the remaining syringes, bottles, and other supplies before stepping around you and back towards the door.

Again, you did your best to not shy away when he passed you, not wanting to make contact. Your skin was so sensitive, you hated touching people, or feeling their clothes brush against your skin. The man didn’t seem to notice, but that was alright. You were used to dodging threatening sensations in your life.

He guided you through the clinic, towards the back where a small office was situated, a comfortable-looking couch against one of the walls. His name wasn’t on the door - you remember now, Doctor Chisaki.

Or was he a nurse? You didn’t know.

But his name wasn’t on the door. Was it okay to be in this office? Don’t they usually make you wait in the exam room?

“Have a seat, make yourself comfortable. I’ll be back shortly.”

The door clicked shut behind him.

Today was your day off, the entire day devoted to getting your shots done, to overcoming this obstacle, handling the immense stress that came with it. It didn’t bother you to spend it sitting down and playing word searches on your phone.

But still....

“Don’t patients usually wait in the exam room? Or in the waiting room?” You asked the man as soon as he re-entered the room, stack of paperwork in one hand as he shut the door with the other.

He gave you a once-over, body tucked into the corner of the couch, before he spoke. “Usually, but I want to make sure you don’t pass out where I can’t see you. That’d make me a bad doctor. This isn’t common procedure, sure, but I didn’t expect your body to be so-” weak “-easily indisposed.”

The tone of his voice kept completely level, hardly any emotions showing on his face, but still you felt... chilled by this man. There was no reassurance from him, no compassion or empathy.

“I’ll administer your remaining shots in 45 minute increments, that should give you enough time to recover between each one. You’ll have to lay down for them though, that’s why you’re sitting on that couch.”

Polite, but it still felt like you were getting talked-down-to. He was patronizing you.

You gave him a curt nod to show you understood, before fumbling your phone out of your pocket to begin passing the time.

Doctor Chisaki sat down behind the empty desk, neatly placing his stack of papers on the wood before taking a sheet off the top and clicking his pen. From where he was sitting, you were in his direct line of sight, and you could feel him glancing at you occasionally as the scribble of his pen and the tapping of your fingers filled the silence.

45 minutes passed quickly, too quickly for your liking. You weren’t looking forward to the next shot.

Same instructions as before - roll up your sleeve, he’d count to three.

But the doctor paused after swabbing your arm clean. “You keep flinching. Am I hurting you?”

“No, I mean, not really.” You shrugged. “I don’t like it when people touch me I guess, feels funny.”

“Well, try to relax.”

Easy for him to say, hard for you to do.

This time, with you laying down, the shot went much smoother. The doctor counted the three, you hissed in pain at the burning slice of the needle, but retained consciousness. Which frankly, was a success.

“That really hurts.” You breathed as soon as the needle slipped free from your arm. Even thinking about the thin point being in your muscles made you feel queasy. At least you didn’t have to look at it.

“That’s a common side effect. Muscle soreness because the needle is essentially causing a small injury to the fibers, and there are other reasons, but they're more complicated. You want ice?”

“Nah, it’ll be fine. I’ll just deal with it.”

The man blinked. “You have an interesting reaction to pain.”

“Uhhh...” You scrunched up your eyebrows as you glanced up at him, sitting up as you did so. “Thanks?”

“You’re extremely sensitive to tactile stimulation, like to know when you’ll be experiencing pain, but you don’t particularly care about relieving it. Have you ever given blood?”

The question caught you off guard, especially after realizing the man had been analyzing you more closely than you had expected.

“Nah. Does that matter?”

“Not particularly, I’m just curious I guess.” Doctor Chisaki admitted, once again stripping off his gloves and disposing of them before sliding on another pair.

He went back to his paperwork, and you to your phone, but his frequent glances weighed you down. Did you have something on your face? Was your hair messy?

“Could you point me to the bathroom please?” You rose to your feet slowly, making sure you weren’t going to faint as you stood up.

“It’d be better if you stayed seated.” Was his curt reply.

With a frown, you sat back down. Why couldn’t you use the bathroom? Maybe it affected..... something? With the vaccines? You didn’t know enough about how these things worked to really question it. Doctors were professionals, and they had their reasons.

Still, you’d feel a bit more comfortable if the man wasn’t watching you so closely.

45 more minutes of squirming until your next shot.

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Lay down.

Roll up your sleeve.

Try to relax.

Deep breathe.

“You smell.”

“What?” Your head snapped to the side, confused. You smelled?

“It’s not bad. What scent is it?”

Blinking back surprise, you relayed the scent on your shampoo and conditioner. This doctor was a bit... unconventional. But his sudden question did take your mind off of the countdown, off of the pain. Smart.

“My nose is sensitive, most scents are overwhelming and while I like cleanliness I cannot stand the smell of bleach or most cleaning products. I chose the wrong profession for that, didn’t I?”

His version of a joke made you almost chuckle, a lazy grin stretching across your face instead. “You certainly did. You ever try Pine Sol though? That’s what I use for like, everything.”

The doctor shook his head, and you chattered on about the unoffensive-smelling cleaner, where you bought the bottle you have under your sink, how you use it. He listened intently as he plastered another bandaid over your arm.

“Alright, I can go now?” You asked, sitting up for the last time.

“No.”

“No?”

“Vasovagal syncope can still occur, I’d prefer you not faint and bash your head open on the ground. There’d be such a mess.”

Mouth snapping shut at the fancy medical term, you couldn’t help but sigh as you slumped back against the couch.

“Bored?”

“I’ve been here for almost four hours. You don’t have other patients to get to?” You didn’t think to check the accusatory tone in your voice.

The doctor put aside his pen, folding his hands on the desk as he stared at you with golden eyes. “They’ve been transferred to different doctors. My current patient has taken precedence. I don’t half-ass things like some people, I see my projects to completion.”

You were a bit taken aback at the vehemence in his voice, the way his eyes dropped to slits, narrowing fiercely at you.

“That’s what it means to be in this profession. I’m here to cure people. I make sure that sickness doesn’t spread between humans like fire in a barn full of hay. What I do is important and deserving of respect, I’m ensuring the survival of humanity, am I not?”

The intense tension in the air built, the doctor staring you down. “I’m close to becoming a renowned doctor. Just one, one breakthrough will finally get the world to see me. ”

He cocked his head, eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled beneath the mask. “I thank your efforts in being a volunteer towards my latest project. It’s been a bit difficult to find someone who readily accepted an unknown injection.”

Unknown.. injection?

“What are you talking about?”

“The second injection isn’t a vaccine, more like a... pet project of mine. I can’t wait to see what it does.”

“You can’t-this is malpractice, I didn’t consent to this-” Your fists clenched as you stood.

“You signed the consent papers. They’ll hold up in court. Most people receive the vaccines you got today when they’re still teenagers, and under their parents care. Lucky for me, you’re afraid of needles it seems, so you’ve been a bit neglectful. Hard to get a parent to sign over their child as a test subject, easy to get a fearful individual to listen to their doctor.”

A twinkle in his eye made you want to punch his lights out. “What the hell dude, you call yourself a doctor? What did you inject me with?”

The man rose from behind the desk, moving until he stood in front of you. “You’ll see soon enough. I’m pleased that you’re so concerned with hygiene, that makes this easier for both of us.”

“What??”

“And you can forget about calling for help, not that you’ll want to. But everyone’s left for the day-” He checked his wrist, where a nice watch gleamed at you mockingly. “45 minutes ago. So feel free to disclose your symptoms as they pop up as loud as you’d like.”

The man sat down on the couch, easily sinking into the plush material looking up at you with a malicious gleam in his eyes. He had been playing you since you’d walked into the clinic. Was this some sort of prank?

“You’re messing with me.”

“I’ve told you, I see my projects to completion. This is the testing stage, and it might be a while before it’s over. Why would I waste time messing with someone else’s dumb little life?’

Your mouth felt dry, face warm. Why did your legs feel all pleasantly tingly? There was a slowly-building heat simmering low in your core, and if you weren’t standing directly in front of Chisaki, you’d rub your legs together. What did he do to you?

“Now, sit down, and tell your doctor what's bothering you.”

#kai #kai chisaki #chisaki #bnha #yandere #Yandere bnha #Yandere chisaki #Yandere kai #Yandere kai chisaki #Chisaki kai #overhaul #overhaul Chisaki kai #medical au #quirkless au #dark chisaki #tw.dubcon #tw.needles #tw.medical issues #tw.vaccines

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nootgi · 4 years ago

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Control - MLQC Victor

Victor. In all of Loveland city this man was known as a successful and stoic CEO. His face always had a look of indifference and never showed what was ticking away in his mind. His sharp eyes gleamed dominance and control, just a glare could leave someone shaking in their boots. When the tabloids tried to press and probe into his life, they found nothing but empty rumours and dead ends. He's kept tight reigns on his personal life. No-one could imagine what he does in his personal life. No-one knows what the stone faced CEO does in his free time. No-one except me.

A:N:// this is me posting from my ao3 account onto tumblr! if you wanna read it there my username is the same as my tumblr! Anyways this was from a while back during my pegging spree-

Word Count: 2130

Warnings: Bottom Victor, Nipple clamps, Bondage and a whole lotta teasing

When I had first met Victor, he walked into the building with people flying around him to bow and appear busy. He oozed confidence from the way his shoulders were pulled back and how his long strides made it seem like he was gliding with each step. His hair shined in the sun, making my fingers itch to run through it. When he stood in front of me, he was looking down at me, literally and figuratively. I was practically eye level with his chest and thought to myself 'Does he really need that tight of a shirt!?' The shirt practically stuck to his chest, showing the perfect slope of his pecs and his small waist. His shadow had literally swallowed me up as he towered over me and there was that infuriatingly cocky smirk on his face when he challenged me. What I would do to wipe that off his face.

Monday, 1:55pm.

Lunch was just coming to an end as tired workers made their way back to the office. The building once again bustled with life as Goldman rushed out of the elevator. He was off schedule a little, he and Victor needed to leave ASAP to even reach the meeting on time. He silently prayed for himself as he reached for the handle of Victor's office door. Suddenly the sound of footsteps, telephones ringing and everyone paused. Silence.

From the silence sounded out a whimper. "Are you ready for your challenge Victor?"

In the center of the open office space was Victor, kneeling. His arms offered him no support as they were tied behind his back with the purple tie he was previously wearing. Moments before the pause he was sitting at his desk till a certain dummy had walked in with her swaying hips and sultry eyes. His neat shirt was undone and his chest was littered with countless lipstick stains and bite marks. Each left with a painstakingly slow pace, fueling the fire burning inside of Victor even more. Her kisses had trailed down his torso, avoiding his nipples, only leaving feather-like touches on them. Every touch from her felt scorching, like her hands were trying to burn themselves into Victor's mind. Feel her even when she's not there. The pants she took off next with swift hands, leaving Victor bare in his office. The cold air from the AC was a sharp contrast to the throbbing heat between Victor's legs, unconsciously he bucked his hips drawing a laugh out of her. Her hands instantly went exploring the newfound expanse, from his feet to his thighs. She massaged her way up, slowly removing the tenseness from the muscles. She always knew the right places to calm his body down. Behind her hands followed her lips, each press made his body melt and just as he was fully relaxed a sharp bite was left of his inner thigh. Startled, he let a moan slip from his lips and fill the silent office. As it echoed around the room, a beautiful red blush bloomed on Victor's chest and cheeks. She always said red looked amazing on him.

Victor glanced at the clock that read 1:45pm and sighed realising that the foreplay has dragged on a little too long. "You've had your fun teasing me but now it's time to--" Victor began to speak, "Who said the fun was over Victor~?" Her voice was low in his ears, the evil in her laugh made the hairs stand up on the back of his neck. "I don't think so." Victor picking up on she meant, instantly rejected. "Why? You don't think you could be a good boy and show me how strong you are?" As she was speaking, her fingers came up to run through his hair. Victor leans into her touch, enjoying her soft touch. The thought of praise caused the breath to catch in his throat. "Prove it to me Victor, show me how amazing you really are." Her voice caused Victor's body to shiver in anticipation as he nodded eagerly. "I accept, though I doubt a dummy like you could do much to make me lose control." Her eyes shone with determination the moment Victor let that comment out.

"You forget who's in control now."

1:54pm, Victor was tied up with red rope in the middle of his office. His thighs were tied to his calves and kept from touching with a metal bar behind his knees. His cock was left exposed to the world and to make matters (fun) worse, he was facing the door in this position. 'Did she lock it?' as if reading his thoughts she smirked and shook her head. 'I don't need it to be locked. I'll win.' On his tip there was a small vibrator taped against it, the setting currently on a low vibration. There was another vibrator sat below his shaft and slightly touching his balls, leaving much to be desired. Just below that sat the jewel head of a plug, that was slowly inserted into Victor. He was a sight to behold. His back was straight and shoulders pushed back. He held his head high, purple orbs glazed over with intense lust and concentration. It would appear nothing was bothering him if not for that tremble on his lips.

Victor picked up on the hurried footsteps of Goldman and the second the minute hand moved, time had paused. His heartbeat started to race, now feeling the stakes of their challenge. If he loses control, he will be shamed and humiliated.

"Let's begin." She was now seated at his desk, her newly done nails tapping against the wood. The challenge is to hold time till she is finished with the work she has to do. If he does it successfully there is promise of having her ruin him. The very thought of having her thrust into him steals his nerves and motivates him.

The first ten minutes is uneventful, the constant vibrations are slowly making his tip leak and the liquid is somehow making the vibrations more intense. His muscles are starting to cramp a little causing his body to shift, as he moved his weight onto one knee, the ropes contracted. The rough dig into his skin made him groan and he just knew marks will be left. He tried to peek a look towards the woman and a whine almost slipped past his lips when he had noticed she never even looked his way once. As if feeling his stare her hand rises, holding a remote. The increase in intensity on his cock gave some clue as to what the remote was for. Her eyes lit up in amusement when a choked moan fell from his lips.

"Keep your eyes forward." The ice in her voice left no room for disobedience. His eyes move back to the door handle instantly. His body started to shake, feeling the toll of freezing time and the stimulation. He stares at the door handle, trying to ground himself and zones out.

His concentration is broken when he hears the clicking of heels approach him. His smug smile started to appear thinking that his victory was secured.

"That's all? I thought you were going--" His words were cut off when the sound of chains came from her hands. She crouched down and there was a sneer on her lips.

"You think that low of me, Sir?" Her lip curved up into a cruel smile and the source of the noise was revealed. Nipple clamps. There was a sharp intake of breath as the metal was snapped onto his flesh. Holding the clamps together was a chain which she used as support to lift herself to stand. The tug made a cry leave Victor, to the girl it wasn't hoarse enough too much clarity. She stood over Victor, drawing his face by the chin to look up to her. Her manicured nails felt so good against his scalp when they ran through his raven locks. Her other hand caressed his clenched jaw, soothing the intense look on Victor's face.

"Hmm, you're doing so well baby." That simple praise made Victor arch his back. The amusement that burnt in her eyes were clouded by lust. Victor again was left in the middle of his room, the clamps starting to make his nipples sore.

Another half hour passes when she comes back. She lightly taps on the clamps, making Victor cry out. There's a small laugh as her hands make her way down his chest. They skip over his neglected cock and straight towards the plug. With one push, Victor was sprawled on his back and legs spread in the air. She ran her nails along the back of his thighs, light red streaks following behind. Her fingers wrap around the base of the plug and Victor holds his breath. She pulls it out till the tip is left and pushes it back in instantly. She relentlessly thrusts the plug into Victor's ass. There's a snide smile as Victor writhes underneath her, his legs trying close but the metal bar prevents him. His back arches perfectly off the office rug, his small waist begging for hands to wrap around it. As the thrusts begin to pick up speed, Victor feels his mind slipping away from him. His moans are starting to become unrestrained and drawn out. When he feels his orgasm approaching, everything stops. His eyes snap open, he hadn't realised they had shut, and he looks towards the woman confused. She says nothing as she lifts Victor back onto his knees by his shoulder.

He's back to facing the door but the girl doesn't leave him. She moves behind him, her hands lingering around him. Leaving every nerve on edge.

"Is this what you call working?" His voice was shaky to start with but regained its bite towards the end.

"The report is being uploaded. Till it is done, I'm not finished." Victor felt her hands wrap around his torso. One trails up to tug on the chain and the other wraps around his cock. He falls back into her touch, head resting back on her shoulder. Victor looks up at her, mouth gaping open as the sensations take over his body once again. Her cool hand on his cock made him jerk hips and the vibrators shifted down. The vibrations were now concentrated on his balls, causing more ecstasy to run through his veins. Her hands leave his shaft and move lower, back to the plug. She moves her lips to his ears, kissing the shell before whispering.

"Will you be good?" The whimper from Victor was all she needed to continue her actions.

In the middle of his office, Victor was on the floor in the arms of the one he loved the most. Falling apart in the most delicious way. The stinging pain of his nipples, the torturous vibrations on his balls and the fast thrust of the plug made his mind break. The more he lost his control, the louder the moans grew. His thighs quivered, toes curling as he felt the familiar peak approaching. One last tug of the clamps bought Victor's ruin down on him. The burning in the pit of his stomach finally exploded out, coating his chest. He's left panting against her chest and as he comes down from his high is only then when he realises. Goldman was rattling the door handle and knocking confused. Then to his left sounded the ding of a completed file. She knew he’d lose.

Victor looks back towards her, eyes glazed over from his orgasm. In her eyes he looked like a lost puppy.

"You lost." Her lips were pulled into a victorious grin and honestly seeing that glee on her face was worth the loss. Victor, too enraptured in her, didn't notice Goldman leaving. She begins to kiss down his jaw, sweet praises leaving her lips to relax Victor's body. He whines against her lips to remove the vibrators and she laughs softly whilst removing them. Victor tended to get silent after an intense orgasm, his voice often hoarse from the constant crying out. There were tender kisses placed onto his nipples as the clamps were removed. Once everything was removed and cleaned, he moved to the couch, laying on top of the girl. She held his head against her chest, fingers running through his hair. Reassuring him that he did well even though he lost.

"The report better be good." He says begrudgingly after a beat of silence.

Only she knew how to take apart the composed character Victor had built. Only she knew how he spent his time. Only she knew how to make him lose control.

#mlqc victor #mlqc li zeyan #mlqc smut #bottom victor #mr love victor #mlqc victor x reader #victor x reader #li zeyan #nootieml

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shinkun · 4 years ago

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troublemakers (18+)

hizashi yamada | present mic x f!reader

word count: 3.3k

genre: college au, smut with little plot, afab

Locked in a broom closet with a loud mouth. But which one of you is it?

warnings: smut, public sex, blow job

notes: this fic uses a lot of italicized text to signify whispering, just a heads up!

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You giggled as Hizashi backed you up into the claustrophobic janitorial closet, swinging the door shut behind you both. You stumbled backward, nearly losing your footing from the various brooms and ‘caution wet’ signs that littered across the floor. Hizashi gracefully pulled his arm around the back of your waist and pulled you into his torso before you dared to fall. The adrenaline of you being up to no good made the cadence of your heart hammer out of your chest and you were certain he could hear it too.

“This is so wrong.” You nervously bit down on your lip with a crooked smile, staring up at the DJ hero despite the minimal lighting. The dulled scent of detergent and various sanitization fluids tickled your nose.

“Mhhn..” He made no hesitation to bring his lips down to your neck, scattering messy kisses up it while grinding himself up against your hips. You could already feel the raging hard-on prodding up against you as if he was already about to burst. Given the circumstances and his urgent desperation, you guessed he must have been holding out for a while.

“..But you love it, babe.” His usual sing-songy voice was sultry and fierce. The heat of his breath tingled against your ear, causing a chill to creep down your body and an unexpected whimper to escape from between your lips.

He smirked at the reaction before narrowing into your smaller frame, causing your back to shove up against the wall of the suffocating, cement room behind you. He pressed his leg up into your groin, wedging itself underneath your bunched up skirt, making your breath hitch in your throat. He continued to nibble at the soft flesh of your neck, making sure to leave little marks up and down it —nothing too extreme— but enough to make sure that you and everyone else around could see you were claimed.

He could already feel the heat of your pretty, clothed sex pulsating against his knee. God, you were just as needy as he was.

“Mmm...Zashi..” Your arms curled around his neck while his hand wandered beneath the fabric hem circling your thighs. He slid his hand against the smooth flesh of your stomach, gradually sliding lower, before dipping his fingers beneath the surface of your panties. His slender digits sunk and explored your heat, skillfully parting your puffy lips before giving a few experimental drags through your folds. He let out a heavy sigh as his fingers stroked your moist entrance.

“Ooh.. tell me you want it, baby.” He said, wetting his fingers against the dripping hole before him, before rolling the tips in circles onto your aching bundle of nerves. Your knees buckled under the stimulation, causing your weight to rest into him even more.

You pressed your face into the curve of his shoulder to suppress a series of whiny moans.

“W...what..?” You squeaked between airy breaths.

“Come on, I know you can do it.” He pried, halting the stimulation to your needy clit for just a moment. It didn’t take long before your core throbbed in desperation for his touch again. “Just tell me how much you want this cock.” His voice increased in volume, a strainful plea mixed into it as if he couldn’t get off without hearing you beg for him.

“Hizashi, shh..!!” You let out a whispered yell, noting your obvious frustration. “Keep it down.” You croaked between gritted teeth, raising to the balls of your feet so you could peek passed his shoulder. Your paranoia heightened at the reminded fear of the possibility of someone wandering in unannounced.

“Hmph.” He removed his hand from your clothed heat altogether, pressing his leg uncomfortably harder into you. He slammed his hands against the wall on either side of your head leaving you caged in between his limbs. “You don’t get to shush me, sweetheart. Maybe I should use my quirk and let the whole school know we’re in here!”

Your eyes widened at the awakening of this sudden dominance. “You wouldn’t…” You huffed, tightening your stare into his, your hands balled into fists through the fabric of his dress shirt causing him to loom even closer over you, your noses just barely grazing passed one another.

“And what if I do?” Eyes peered over his tacky shades, emerald orbs prying into yours even through the shadows of the cramped closet. He loved taunting you, and he loved seeing you squirm beneath him even more. “Don’t you dare!” you half-heartedly squealed, sending a glare of both playfulness and concern his way.

Yamada puffed up his chest to let in a deep inhale, mimicking the actions as if he were about to power-up his supersonic screech. You gasped, tightly clasping both your hands, one above the other, over his mouth. Whether or not he would actually do it, you weren’t taking any chances. He scoffed, devilishly furrowing his brows in amusement. You could feel the way his soft lips curled into a smirk from beneath your palm.

Did you really think a couple of little hands could stop his quirk from activating? How cute is that!? He thought to himself. Of course he wasn’t actually going to do it, but the way you were so desperately clinging to his form now made his insides melt.

The blond grasped you by the wrists. Long, fingers digging into your arms, threatening to cut off the circulation, were roughly pinned just above your head before he dove down to cram his lips into yours. His patience was running thin. He wasted no time violating your mouth with his tongue; pushing it passed your plush lips and teeth and swirling it around your own. His breath was hot and heavy and frantic, causing your eyes to flutter back into your head. You returned the gesture, wriggling your twitching muscle around his, saliva mixing and leaking down your chin.

In one swift movement, Hizashi had you spun around, chest pressed flush against the cool surface of the musty room. He kept one firm grip on both your wrists while the other fiddled with his belt.

He frantically unsheathed himself from beneath the fabric of his briefs, thumbing the head of his cock in relief. His head narrowed into the crook of your neck, lips tickling the curve of your sensitive ear.

“Now, I’ll ask you one more time..” His hand fumbled with your panties, harshly yanking them down until the fabric had rolled itself around your thighs. He held the base of his rod and positioned himself behind you, teasingly letting it slide through your petals. He pressed up against them just enough to coat his shaft with your pent up slick. “What do you want?”

You winced at his persistence but finally let up, he was going to have his way whether you liked it or not. “Mmm.. your cock…” You grumbled the words under your breath, heat burning into your cheeks from the utter humiliation.

“Come on, I know you can do better than that, baby.” He continued to massage himself through your thighs, just barely grazing against your quivering pussy. Despite how flustered you sounded, he could feel just how eager you were to be speared against him, the way your ass began to arch in tandem with his touch.

The stimulation teasing your cunt was becoming maddening. “Please..” Your bottom lip quivered in anticipation as you cocked your head to the side, just barely meeting his gaze. “I want your cock..” Your eyes welled up enough so that they subtly beamed in the darkness. “...Present Mic, please, give me your cock..!!”

He choked. Oh, Mama. He knew he’d have you ready and begging, but he wasn’t quite ready for that. Hearing his hero name roll off your lips sent his ego soaring. He barely had the chance to use it in battle or hero training, let alone here of all places. The sultry hymn of your voice left his jaw slack and his cock twitching.

The blond was left flushed and speechless. Eventually, he let out the most exhilarating moan as he anchored his dick straight into your well-prepped and dribbling cunt, leaning into you until his chest was flush up against your back and his cock was bottoming out into your plush, velvety entrance. A throaty gasp escaped from your lips at the man’s sudden urgency to drill into you.

“That’s right.. Mic will make you feel real good.” The man said, gently pressing his teeth into the flesh of your ear and nibbling at the lobe. He stilled, giving you both a moment; basking in the feeling of your walls stretching to accommodate his length, allowing you to get used to his girth, the quivering motion of your heat trying to suck him in even more than he even could, the way you clenched around him in hopes that he’d continue stimulating your begging pussy.

He finally freed your arms of his grip and perched his own firmly at your sides. He snuck them just under your shirt so he could let his fingers roam and squeeze into the soft flesh cushioning your hips. He began to roll his hips in a steady rhythm; long, heavy strides that dug deep into your damp core. You bit down on your lip in attempts to stifle each cry that paired with his thrusts. Hizashi kept his nose huddled into your shoulder as he began to pick up the pace, gifting you with filthy, hushed praises —telling you how good a girl you were, how perfect your pussy felt— through each motion.

It didn’t take long for his pace to quicken. A symphony of muffled grunts, squelching wetness, and skin against skin were the only sounds that could be heard amongst the enclosed space you shared.

Every so often, the distant hum of laughter and chatter paced throughout the surrounding hallways. Eventually the fear you once had was numbed by your blissed out mind, the only remaining thought was to chase that pleasurable high that Hizashi was oh so close to generously providing you with.

The chuckles continued, gradually creeping closer, easier to make out.

“Haha ha, No way she said that.”

“She did, dude. I’m telling ya!”

“Oh..sh-shit...!!” Hizashi yelped, halting his movement dead in his tracks. Although you’d already heard the resonating sounds of conversations passing by, it occasionally kept at least one of you on edge when a voice came just a bit too close for comfort. What Hizashi didn’t realize while he was left frozen in his movements, was how hard he had jolted forward, leaving him pinned hard and pressing right up against that spongy front wall inside of you.

A blubbering mewl filled the room as you were left salivating, legs trembling under the pressure.

“B-babe!” Yamada lifted a finger to his lips to signal silence from you, sweat nervously building and rolling down his forehead. With bated breath he stiffened his body like his life depended on it.

“Hnngh..!!” Your brows contorted into a worrisome plea, your legs softly shaking as you tried everything in your power to hold it in but, god, you were so, so close, and every subtle squirm and twitch from your partner felt impossible to ignore.

Click.

Hizashi’s head whipped around at the clatter of a door handle wriggling open.

His slim fingers clasped around the bottom of your face, trapping your mouth into a forceful grip, void of air. Now it was his turn to shut you up. Your breath quickened through your nose; heavy, heated air bouncing off of the top of Hizashi’s hand as he bound you in place. You let out the most euphoric whimper. Although it was heavily subdued by the blond’s boney digits, it still left him anxiously gritting his teeth as a result. Somehow this unexpected restraint left you in an all-new state of arousal. Your muffled, inconsistent breath heightened the tingling sensation plaguing your core, leaving you oblivious to the fact that you were just moments away from being splayed out in front of a bunch of strangers.

The door of the closet steadily creaked forward, only a crack, letting light spill off of the opposing wall; a gentle orange hue, creeping towards you both. Hizashi’s heart must have been beating at a million miles a minute as he frantically brainstormed what type of excuse he was going to blubber out in order to sway him out of this mess.

Your eyes fell back into your head as you jutted tiny ruts back into the man. “Uhmf..” Your fingers gripped at nothing, nails meekly digging at the wall in front of you, slick dribbling down the side of your thigh. Almost there… Just a little..

“Idiot! Homeroom’s over there!” A booming voice teased.

“Oh shit, my bad.” The door slammed shut against the frame leaving the two of you in utter darkness once more. The noises of the outside world muted, bouncing from behind the closet door.

As the DJ hero’s full-body tension began to subside, a choked out cry sputtered from beneath his grip signalling the peak of that intoxicating high you’d been craving. Your weight quivered at the pleasure as your body was overwhelmed with a delirious heat leaving you light-headed and unable to pant from the continued restraint, just adding to the intensity of your blissed out climax.

Yamada noted the sudden tightness choking around his stilled cock. He finally let out the long, pent up breath that he’d been holding for what felt like forever, shakily exhaling, before composing himself —as if he wasn’t nearly displayed ass out, balls deep, in front of some classmates— then brought his attention back to you.

Hizashi continued to leave your mouth constrained, using it to awkwardly leverage your head up to meet his view. “..Well, aren’t you a naughty girl? Couldn’t even wait to finish.” He tsked. Your head lolled back meeting his chest as you sputtered soft, incoherent nonsense from below. A vibrant flush heated across your face as he observed your writhing form, the way you so impatiently needed to ride out that high. “Did you want to put on a show for them? Did that turn you on?” He pestered. His hips began to rock forward again; this time with brutal, long strides, so easily driving in and out of your dripping warmth. At this point you couldn’t tell if he was drawing out the same orgasm you’d been painstakingly seeking, or if this was a whole new peak sweltering from your stomach, but you let out another series of suppressed squeals and pants from his drool-coated palm. Your hands shakily clasped around his arm, somewhat for support, but mostly in attempts to pry his clamping fingers from your chin. He contemplated keeping you held back until he was sure you’d been well fucked and would keep quiet, but he decided he had other plans.

The man slowed his pace, letting you catch up to your surroundings before sliding his hand away and replacing it at your side. A heavy sigh fell from between your lips as you were finally allowed to breathe in the musty air once more, filling your lungs to a more comfortable capacity.

“Don’t get too comfortable.” Hizashi purred, tenderly pulled himself back until his cock was freed from your swollen pussy. You winced at the sudden emptiness despite how gentle he was to remove himself. His length was drenched with slick and looked as though just a few more touches would send him over the edge. “We need something to keep that pretty mouth shut and since I can’t trust you to be quiet, well, why don’t you do something useful and finish me off with it instead.” A toothy grin plastered his face.

With little hesitation you compliantly sunk down to your knees. You really didn’t mind getting him off this way and it was better to swallow down the evidence rather than sit through hours of class with Yamada’s jizz threatening to stain your undergarments. Hizashi laced his fingers in your hair as he leveraged your plush lips to align with his cock. You planted your shuddering palms on him, one against his thigh, the other positioned at the base of his rod. Yamada’s head fell back as he felt your tongue skillfully dance and curl around the head of his dick, your muscle feeling out every curve and edge to it, the taste of your orgasm still fresh on his pulsating meat. It didn’t take long for his impatience to get the better of him and his digits were left tangled in your scalp, using it to guide your mouth along his length.

“F-Fuck, babe.. I’m close…” At the very least he was nice enough to give you a warning, despite how short it was, before he was at his limit. With hips jutting forward and a hitch in his throat, you allowed him to guide your face forward until your nose was nestled against his soft, blond curls. He bit down on his lip to conceal a guttural moan as his dick twitched with vigor and thick seed suddenly shot down your throat in several heavy ropes. Tears burned at the corners of your eyes as your jaw stretched to accommodate him and the milk painting the walls of your mouth; the closeness admittedly making it easier to gulp down the heavy load. When you were certain he was finished, and you could feel the way his cock twitched and began to grow limp against your tongue, you pulled back; white strings of cum and saliva keeping your lips connected to the bulge.

Yamada panted, loosening the fierce grip that was knotted on your head before tucking his flacid sex away. He offered you his palms and aided in supporting you until you were back on your feet. You were shaky, disheveled, and the lingering coolness of the room was beginning to catch up with your aching frame again, but a bashful grin of your own spread across your chin as you were finally met face to face with your partner once more. You simply looked at each other in silence before exchanging a few light-hearted giggles.

He pulled your arms so they were drenched over his shoulders and his, your torso, before taking you in for one last deep kiss. It was tender, warm and passionate, and aided in bringing you both back down to earth.

“That was amazing, ‘Zashi.” He began littering the side of your face with gentle, reassuring kisses that cast you in a full body warmth.

“Mmh...and we learned something new about you today.” He teased before leaving a playful nip on your chin. You could feel heat pooling into your cheeks once more as you ducked your head away and into his shoulder.

“Sh-shut up.”

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After a few minutes of straightening each other out; pulling up your cold, used panties, pressing down any obvious wrinkles, curling back any stray flying hairs— you finally decided to step back out into the public of the college. It almost felt surreal as you were welcomed with the bright midday glow of the day.

Yamada had exited first, softly gripping your hand in his before you trailed right after, squinting ever-so-slightly to readjust yourself to your surroundings. You let the door gently fall behind you with that familiar click.

“Whoa, hey buddy!” Hizashi sung out to the raven-haired man who just happened to be strolling by, quickly falling back into his excitable self. His free hand flailed to wave at him.

The man blinked nonchalantly before passing glances back and forth between the two of you. His bold gaze made you tense up in Yamada’s grip. He then looked passed you both at the sign nailed to the head of the door.

“What were you doing in there..? And who’s..” He cut himself off deciding some things were better left unsaid. “You know what, I’m not even going to ask.”

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icollectyoursins · 4 years ago

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Hi there! Id like to drop a prompt from your prompt list! Could you do "You’re making it really hard to keep my composure.” for Polnareff with a female reader? Perhaps some nsfw with some accidental stimulation (turned into teasing hehe) (like for example, they hide in a closet or something and end up pressed against each other, so reader decides to tease and grind on him?)

Oh, that's spicy. I like it! Absolutely! Sorry the reply was so late, it took longer to write this than I anticipated, but it was still fun! I hope you enjoy it! Also, thank you for being my first official ask, I really appreciate that. Official in that you're asking for lewd stuff.

Updated my prompt list so the numbers are more accurate.

70. “You’re making it really hard to keep my composure”

You and Polnareff are forced to hide from a stand user, the best options around were the closet in the corner. The only problem? It’s very cramped and you two need to get very close in order to hide properly, not to mention the thoughts you were having in this moment were getting increasingly lewd.

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WARNINGS: teasing, implication of some kind of sex pollen/stand, grinding, some nipple play (sucking, mostly), unexpected closet sex.

Word Count: 1101

“In here!” Polnareff grabbed your hand, pulling you along behind him into an old room. He closed the door behind you, leaning against it to keep whoever was chasing you out. He looked around to find somewhere for the two of you to hide while you did the same. Your eyes fall on the closet in the corner. He follows your gaze, grinning.

Once again, you were being pulled behind Polnareff into the closet this time. You closed the doors behind you and tried to get yourselves situated. The two of you panted, finally able to properly catch your breath. In the dim light, you brought your fingers to your lips, motioning for him to be quiet. He nodded his head.

It was then that you felt his body shift against you. You looked up at him, bright blue eyes staring at you, concerned. One of his arms rested above you while the other gripped your side protectively. Your hands were on his chest, not only to make sure he was still there, but also to keep a respectable distance between you. Feeling him so close had your whole body on fire. There was a little thought in the back of your mind telling you to get closer, to feel his body against yours.

While you hadn’t thought of actually doing anything with him up until this point, you couldn’t deny that he was a very attractive man. You let your eyes wander over his chest, admiring the way his muscles tensed under your touch. He leaned into you, shielding your body with his. Polnareff’s breath tickled your face and you could feel yourself get hotter with every second. That was when a horrible, terrible thought crossed your mind.

On a whim, you leaned in closer, nuzzling into his neck and wrapping your arms around him. If you two had to be close to stay safe, why not get really close? He gasped as he felt your lips graze his neck. And that was it! You were lost completely in a haze of lust. The only thing or person who would be able to bring you back would be him, you just hoped he would be feeling the same way.

A small fire started burning up in your core, urging you to go further, bring him to your level, convince him that there was no danger anymore as long as you two were together! You ran your hands up and down his chest, relishing in every moan he made. The more he made it evident he was enjoying this, the more you wanted jump on him. The pleasure building up in you was getting uncomfortable to the point where all you could think of was how badly you needed his cock to fill you up!

The thoughts running through Polnareff’s mind were “oh fuck, oh shit, oh god, she’s so close. Don’t move. Don’t move!” In the time he had known you, he’d slowly but surely fallen in love with you. The way you carried yourself, how you talked, everything about you just screamed perfect to him. But there was this little part of him that, despite the situation, wanted so badly to take you. Whether it was his loneliness catching up to him, or just your sheer beauty, he wanted you. He silently thanked the stand user for separating everyone so you’d be stuck together.

But, my god. The way you looked now, your face flushed, body pressed so close to his. It took everything in him to not lift you up and ravish you. You nuzzled into him again. He was so weak. You started kissing his neck gently. Oh, what a wicked thing you were to him. He cursed himself for letting him get turned on so much.

Polnareff shifted, trying to relieve the pressure building in his crotch. You started kissing him more intently. Curse your brain and your own crotch for controlling you, but you just couldn’t leave him alone. The way he shook and gasped whenever you found a sensitive place, it was hard to resist him. Your mind was covering in a fog of lust that you just couldn’t ignore.

But why here? Why now? Maybe it was the adrenaline or something else. You didn’t care at this point, all you wanted was to make this amazing man in front of you squirm.

He shivers again as you began to suck a mark into his neck, then he pushed you into the wall of the closet. He breathes into your ear. “Ma chère ~ah. You’re making it really hard to keep my composure. Mmmmm.” You shifted so your legs were spread over his thigh, rubbing yourself against him to get some relief from the pleasure building in your core. Polnareff chuckled under his breath before lifting you up, aligning your crotch with his. You arms instinctively wrapped around him and he leaned into your neck.

It was then that he gave you a taste of your own medicine. Attacking your neck, teeth and all. A gasp left your lips that was music to his ears. With what leverage you had, you ground your hips into him, causing him to moan. He moved you so you had more freedom. You could feel his cock stiffen against your clothed sex.

The two of you ground against each other, moaning whenever you caught enough friction. Polnareff’s lips traveled down to your breasts, holding you up so he could take your top off and kneed into them. He skillfully took your bra off, moving some more to get the right leverage. His lips took hold of your pert nipple, sucking them causing you to gasp and moan.

You felt daring enough to run your hands through parts of his hair, not enough to mess it up, until you got the feeling that he was doing more than you should probably allow him to. You gripped his hair and pulled back, bringing his lips to yours, gyrating your hips into his crotch again, moaning into his mouth when he matched your movements.

“How mmm~ long are we going to ah~ be here for?” He asks through breaths and moans, sucking at your neck while you spoke.

“How ever long we aaaahhnnmm~ we need. Oooh.” A particularly pleasant nibble where your neck meets your shoulder had you shuddering.

“In that case,” he sets you down and spins you so you’re facing the wall. You feel him pull your bottoms down before you hear him unzip his pants. “Stay quiet. You and I are going to be here a while, chèrie.”

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Translations:

Ma chère = my dear.

Chèrie = darling

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iworshipkeanureeves · 5 years ago

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Fun Affairs

Keanu Reeves x Reader

Summary: If Keanu wins the game, he gets to do anything he wants to Y/N. If he loses, it’s the other way around.

Warnings: smut (dominance, slight choking, semi-public, deep-throat)

Words: 2K

When Keanu decided to do a meet-and-greet at a local charity funfair, Y/N thought it was a good chance to spend more time with her boyfriend, since his busy filming schedule had been keeping him away from home lately.

That was how Y/N ended up volunteering at a ring-toss, witnessing disappointed faces of girls, whose boyfriends weren’t lucky enough to win them silly looking plushies, especially those over-sized ones.

Having a kind heart, Y/N was occasionally helping the most enthusiastic players by moving the targets closer, she had even lowered the winning score a couple of times, since she was feeling particularly happy today and she wanted to share it.

The reason for her elated mood was Keanu, meeting fans not too far away, allowing Y/N to enjoy the view. She loved how attentive he was. He listened carefully to everything his fans had to say and engaged in conversations despite the management gesturally hurrying him up. Even with the shyest people, Keanu took his time, letting them slowly open up, and that was probably the main reason why the meet-and-greet took much longer that it was supposed to.

Once his session was finally over, instead of going back to the staff tent, Keanu decided to have a look around the fair. It didn’t take him long to choose what attraction in particular he wanted to try, and as Y/N saw Keanu coming her way, a wide smile embellished her face.

“Hey!” She greeted him from behind the table, bending forward to give him a little kiss. “My break is in fifteen minutes. Want to play?”

Nodding, Keanu slipped a generous bill into a jar, giving a sign that he would like a few rings. He was still partly a huge kid inside, and Y/N had always treasured that side of him.

It was usual for Keanu to smile, especially on a joyous day like this, but Y/N noticed something suggestive about his grin. “What?” She playfully squinted.

“If I get half, I can do whatever I want with you. And if I don’t, you get the idea.”

“Sounds like it’s a win-win to me,” Y/N laughed handing him six rings.

She had seen so many people failing miserably today, that she was almost certain there was no way for him to get three rings on. She knew Keanu had skill, but for this he needed luck too. A lot of it.

Y/N heard one sharp exhale, followed by Keanu’s first toss. A perfect one. She hadn’t seen the ring landing on the bottleneck in such clean manner the whole day.

“Impressive” she said, meeting his eyes full of excitement, accompanied by his naughty smile.

Keanu was pumped up, hoping it wasn’t just beginners luck, but his second throw horribly failed with that ring hitting the hollow glass and landing close to Y/N’s feet. “I’m keeping the suspense,” he laughed, warming up his shoulders for another try.

“Don’t get your hopes up,” Y/N teased, but her eyes were witnessing a third ring falling perfectly around the bottle, making her swallow her words.

“Getting nervous, huh?” Keanu flashed a racy smile, confidently twisting another ring in his hands.

Y/N had already accepted the fact that he was going to win, so she just rolled her eyes and gestured him to make another toss, probably the final one. Not surprisingly, it was successful too, making her sigh in acknowledgment of his victory.

“Sorry not sorry,” Keanu winked, proudly laying two remaining rings on the stand. He came nearer for another peck, but as his lips got closer to Y/N’s, she stuck her tongue out sabotaging the kiss. “I’d watch the attitude if I were you,” Keanu arched one brow, reminding Y/N that the victory was his.

“Go have some fun, lovebirds. I’ll take it from here.” They heard a voice; it was another volunteer ready to begin her shift, letting Y/N go five minutes early before her break. Blushing, she thanked the girl and took Keanu by the hand, dragging him further into the fair.

“So, where do we begin? Ferris wheel, Horror House, Tilt-A-Whirl?” She was clinging to Keanu’s shoulder giving him a bunch of suggestions. However, a few options in, he stalled his steps, turning Y/N to face him.

“First, I have a prize to claim,” he whispered with devilish gleam accentuating his dark gaze.

Suddenly, Y/N’s body went numb for a second. “Now?” She muttered.

“If I remember correctly it was whatever I want.” He glanced once more into her eyes, leaning closer to her ear. “And I want to fuck you now.” His whispers sent shivers down Y/N’s body waking it up from numbness, and she felt arousal sizzling in her lower half.

With Keanu’s last words, Y/N failed miserably trying to suppress a moan that was mightily escaping her throat. She gasped, her eyes anxiously looking for people staring at them. What if anyone had heard her?

Luckily, everyone was minding their own business, and Keanu hurriedly nudged her side. “Just keep quiet and walk with me.” His command was strict, making Y/N obediently submit.

Strolling beside him, she was feeling a little turbulent, but the excitement was much stronger, raising her anticipation with every step.

Once she saw Keanu was taking her to the staff tent, she slowed down giving him a questionable look. “You do realize people can come in there any time, yeah?”

“That’s the whole fun,” he smirked, encouraging Y/N to enter the tent.

After closing the curtain door behind her, Y/N took a thorough look searching for any signs of people hanging around, which she happened to find none. “I hate you,” she whispered trying to hide her smile.

“You love me,” Keanu smirked, rewarding her lips with a brief kiss.

“Behind the wardrobe racks.” He stated demandingly, grabbing Y/N by her wrist and dragging her hurriedly after his steps.

They ended up surrounded by cramped hangers, clothes working as a curtain to hide their roguish act. There was some sort of privacy to it, but if anyone needed a wardrobe change, they both knew they were screwed.

Swiftly, Keanu turned Y/N around to face the rack, lifting her hands up and resting them on the metal bar. “Sorry, we have to be quick.” She felt a stretch in her arms, a substantial pressure applied to her back making her spine arch; it was Keanu’s hand molding Y/N into an easily accessible form.

Being unable to see what he was doing behind her back only added to Y/N’s excitement, and she felt Keanu’s hands immediately going under her skirt, dragging her soaked underwear down. “Look at you, ready whenever I need you,” he whispered, brushing his fingers along her watery heat, “Good, ‘cause there’s no time for foreplay today.” Keanu’s digits were reaching for her clit, as his dry hand went straight to his zipper, freeing the erection that was about to rip his jeans.

Keanu pulled his bottoms down, just low enough for it to not get stained with her juicy release, as he was guiding his manhood under Y/N’s skirt. At this point, she was already dripping down her thigh, and there was enough of it to cover his swollen dick before entering her needy slit.

Still, no matter how generously Keanu smeared her succulent release, the burn in her walls was making Y/N weak in her knees. She loved it. She hated to admit that, but she did. That pleasantly painful feeling of stretch, as Keanu’s cock was slowly invading her unprepared body, making her swallow her whimpers arising from this delightful breach.

Keanu could sense her muscles tensing with every thrust, his hand on Y/N’s throat feeling her chords vibrating with every whine turning into silent hum, colliding with her closed lips. “Shhh, you feel so nice,” he groaned, his hand pressing firmer around Y/N’s throat every time a sultry moan was to emerge from her mouth.

They were hard to contain.

The feeling of Keanu’s cock going in and out of her tight pussy, bottoming out just in the right direction to hit her sweet spot, sending jolts of pleasure to her core. Her body was feeling hot, sweating under Keanu’s weight, as he kept on mercilessly pounding into her.

“Oh fuck,” he grunted. “Cum for me, baby.” Keeping one hand around her neck, Keanu brought another one up her inner thigh, finding Y/N’s swollen bud. It was needy, desperate for more stimulation, something to finally bring her over the edge. She was already close, Keanu’s ruthless thrusts conquering her, but she needed a little bit more and he was glad to give it to her.

She felt like crying, screaming at how good it felt, but every hint of sound was being met with tighter grip around her neck, causing Y/N to lower her voice.

“Please,” a blunt sound left her throat, making Keanu loosen a bit, thinking maybe he was being too rough on her. “Please, don’t stop,” she added breathlessly, bringing one of her hands to her neck, encouraging Keanu to go on with his clutch. Harder than before.

Intensifying his thrusts even more, Keanu kept rubbing Y/N’s clit, his hips crashing into her plump sultry cheeks with every push, nasty sounds filling the atmosphere. “Don’t worry, I won’t stop until you’re a whining mess,” he whispered slightly biting into her shoulder, his wet lips then soothing her skin.

It felt like heaven; Y/N was melting under his touch as they kept on fervently colliding into each other. Skin clinging to skin, just to be ripped apart for another vigorous thrust. But it didn’t take much until Y/N felt a familiar twirl twisting in her lower core, the one she couldn’t bear still; it was causing her back to arch even more, forcing her hand to go over her shoulder fisting and frantically tugging on Keanu’s hair.

He was fucking Y/N through her orgasm, feeling her walls clenching as she was gasping for air. Her pussy spasming, pulsating, making it almost impossible for Y/N to bear the intensity of Keanu’s volume infiltrating her.

It was hard to keep quiet.

Keanu had no choice but to move his hand, switching it from Y/N’s throat to her lips, absorbing desperate moans, as she was no longer suppressing them. He was the only one holding Y/N back from announcing about their mischievous deed to the whole fair.

Finally, feeling Y/N relaxing and still, he decided to not finish it off just yet, pulling out and leaving emptiness throbbing deep inside of her stretched hole. “On your knees,” he ordered, dropping his jacket to Y/N’s feet, his hands turning her around and pressing her shoulders down.

She was looking up at his flushed face, ready to wrap her fingers around his stiff length. It looked sultry, appealing, glistening with the remaining of Y/N’s creamy release, which reminded Y/N of how good it felt.

“No hands,” Keanu commanded, holding his glossy member by the shaft, guiding it slowly to invade Y/N’s mouth; her plump lips compliantly open, ready to take what was being offered to her.

Inch by inch he was filling her up, sinking his cock down her mellow throat. Y/N could still taste herself, with a hint of salty drops coming from his end; the latter becoming more apparent with every plunge.

“Perfect, just like that,” Keanu encouraged, pressing gently on the back of her head, his hips thrusting deeper towards her silken wall. He knew she had the limit somewhere, but he was still to find it, exploring the inviting depths with his meaty cock driving in and out of her.

She was gagging unable to take it all in, chocking as Keanu was beginning to reach almost to the point where it was getting harder for Y/N to breath.

The sound was like music to his ears, making Keanu more eager and excited, proud of this trust they shared. Yet, he didn’t risk taking it further down Y/N’s throat, instead he quickened the pace, fucking into her like this was some sort of a race.

Thrusting vigorously, Keanu briefly ran his fingers along her crimson cheek. “It’s a shame I can’t ruin this pretty face today,” he was all breathy, ready to explode any second now, as Y/N’s tongue was skillfully working his length, her lips circling perfectly around his loaded gun.

Wrapping his fingers into Y/N’s messed up hair, Keanu pushed just a little farther, stalling his throbbing cock and panting over her head. She felt every single pulse erupting with his warm seed, her bruised throat gradually getting coated with his pearly release; it had gotten so deep that it was almost past the point where her taste buds could reach, and all Y/N could feel was Keanu’s heavy load running down the back of her throat.

“Good girl.” Keanu wiped the saliva seeping through the corners of Y/N’s lips, carefully helping her stand up and tucking damp strands of hair behind her ears.

“I love you so much,” he exhaled, running his thumb along her lips before coming closer for a loving kiss.

“Me too, I love you too, Ke,” Y/N smiled, her amused eyes coming to meet his. She couldn’t believe the thing they had just done and how much she enjoyed it; the fun fair turned out to be really fun.

“But I think we should go back before somebody comes looking for you,” she noted, remembering her panties were still lying somewhere around.

“Looking for those?” Keanu waved her underwear, pulling his hand back as Y/N was reaching for it. “Maybe I should keep it for today,” he smirked.

Keanu was only teasing, but the glimpse of fright in Y/N’s face made him immediately regret it. “Don’t worry, just kidding. It’s windy today,” he chuckled, kneeling down to help her.

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here4theheartbreak · 5 years ago

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Vacation Heat (OT7 abo)

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Relationships: Hoseok x Jimin x Jin x Jungkook x Namjoon x Taehyung x Yoongi (ot7) Genre(s): smut

Written for @btspolyshipbingo Square Filled: Hair Pulling

Tags: smut, pwp, ABO verse, omegaverse, heats, knotting, ruts, slick, dirty talk, established relationship, group sex, coming untouched, multiple orgasms, rough sex, hair pulling, oral sex, bareback, omega!Jin, omega!Jimin, omega!Jungkook, omega!Taehyung, Alpha!Namjoon, Alpha!Yoongi, Alpha!Hoseok, bottom!Jin, bottom!Taehyung, top!Jimin, top!Hoseok, top!Yoongi, switch!Namjoon, switch!Jungkook

Summary: Jin is in heat and needs a little help. Unfortunately his heat triggers those of his lovers, requiring a little more help than planned. Word Count: ~3.3k

A/N: Fulfills 2 requests I got (forever ago – thanks for being patient). One was ABO with omega!Jin going into heat and some of the others help him out. The second was omega!vocal line, one in heat and the other three helping to have their own heats triggered, and needing help from the Alphas of the group.

A/N2: This is a somewhat subverted and altered omegaverse than what a lot of you might be used to for mxm fiction. Though some traditional bits remained – heats, knots, etc. I have twisted or removed some of the other ‘traditional’ bits (mpreg, sex crazed, submissive omegas, etc). Because some of these elements have always made me itch (even though I did spend a good year or so writing this trope for another fandom), I took this as an opportunity to try to alter some of those things while still staying true to what ABO was at its core. I hope it’s still enjoyable to those of you that read it! And if you’re curious about the rules in this newish ‘verse I put together, feel free to ask! I’ve got a whole mess of rules and traits written up just in case I ever decide to or get asked to write ABO again.

Jin groaned, burrowing his head further under the blanket when the door opened.

“Hyung?” Jungkook’s voice was gentle. Jin groaned again.

“It hit you hard, huh? I knew it was a bad idea to take you off the pills.”

Jungkook crawled into the bed. He placed a cool pack against Jin’s flushed neck, and a warm one on his side.

“I hate this. I’d forgotten what a bitch this was.”

“How can I help?”

“You know you can’t.” Jin huffed.

“Well... I could order some food. Jimin-hyung and Taehyungie-hyung are almost home too... We could try to help.”

Jin smiled against his arm. “Help me? Or are you just a horny too?” He teased. Jungkook laughed, nuzzling Jin’s shoulder.

“Both. Could help though.” Jungkook began to massage Jin’s tense back muscles.

Jin groaned softly, rolling more into his stomach to let Jungkook work. Jungkook slid his hands over Jin’s lower back. Jin whined in response.

Though heats weren’t too intense for an omega not on medication, omega idols were required to take hormone restricting medications most of their careers. Once every three years they were removed from the medication to allow their heats. A month off every three years was far preferred in the life to a week off every three months. And with the medications it could be controlled to align with time off already scheduled. Idols in the past had had entire comebacks ruined because of uncontrolled heats.

It was vacation for Bangtan, which meant their four omegas were taken off their medication and nature allowed to run its course.

Unfortunately, Jin had opted to remain on his medication both times the others had gone off theirs, wanting to use the vacation time to practice, and to be sure he was in the right mindset if they needed him. Which only meant this heat was nearly triple the intensity.

So there he was, curled up in bed with body aches from hell and a desperate need for an orgasm that he just couldn’t manage to get to himself.

Jungkook’s hands were firm and steady working his muscles loose and warming his body. His fingers brushed over the waistband of Jin’s boxers. When Jin said nothing, Jungkook pushed them down, exposing the swell of his ass. He squeezed Jin’s ass gently before spreading him open. “You’ve been trying, huh?” He asked, brushing his thumb over Jin’s swollen, wet rim. Jin whimpered, nodding.

“Why are you so stubborn? You know we’d help.”

“Your heats haven’t started yet.”

“So? We don’t have to be on it to make love to you. Lemme try to help.”

Jin nodded, too sore to resist, not that he wanted to. It wasn’t that heats with no sex were particularly dangerous. Sex just helped relax some of the muscles that were constantly cramping, and soothe some of the aches that came up. And at this point Jin would be desperate enough to try anything, even if he and Jungkook weren’t already dating.

Jungkook pushed two fingers in easily, scissoring them and rubbing gently over Jin’s swollen prostate. Jin whined again, shuddering. “Don’t tease, I’m loose enough.”

“I’m not. Relax. I just had to be sure.” Jungkook leaned over, kissing along Jin’s back and shoulders. He undid his pants and kicked them off, stroking himself to full hardness.

“Ready?”

Jin nodded, hugging the pillow under his head and chest. He pushed his ass back, another shiver racing through him when Jungkook’s thick cock bumped against his hole.

“Please,” he whispered.

“Shh... I got you, hyung.” Jungkook pressed in, sighing contentedly at the warm, wet tightness of Jin’s ass. Jin moaned happily, twisting his hips back immediately to begin getting stimulation. Jungkook laughed.

“You’re so eager.”

“Jerking off didn’t help,” Jin admitted. “Using toys didn’t help. I’m desperate.”

“I know. Just take it easy. I’ll take care of you, hyung.”

Jin’s toes curled against the bed when Jungkook picked up a quick pace. His teeth grazed Jin’s shoulder.

“Taking my cock so well, hyung... Loosening up. You gonna let me fill up your ass, hm?”

Jin shouted his name, working his hips back desperately. He begged Jungkook to go faster and harder. He reached back, grabbing for Jungkook. He found the back of his neck, burying his fingers in his shaggy hair and tugging softly. Jungkook shouted, increasing the speed of his thrusts with every tug.

Jin could feel his cock twitching and throbbing, his orgasm washing over him like a warm wave.

Jungkook laughed shakily against his shoulder. “Already coming on my cock? Let’s wring a few more out of you, hm?”

Jin nodded. He spread his legs wider, hoping Jungkook could get deeper inside him.

The room was filled with the dirty sounds of their fucking. The whimpers and cries from Jin, desperate grunts and moans from Jungkook. The bed’s squeaks and groans and the wet squelch of Jin’s ass every time Jungkook drove in added to the pornographic cacophony.

Jin lost count of the number of times he came on Jungkook’s cock, spilling onto the bed underneath him. The only benefit of heat, he supposed, was unlimited orgasms for omegas. Refractory periods were a thing for off season sex, as was any reasonable amount of come.

Jungkook began to lose pace, his thrusts becoming more erratic. His teeth found purchase on Jin’s shoulder and he shouted as he bit down, his cock throbbing inside Jin.

Jin moaned contentedly, but scowled. There weren’t nearly as many throbs as expected... And Jungkook was showing no signs of softening. He shifted as well as he could pinned under his lover, and sniffed the air.

“Oh, JK,” he whispered. Jungkook unclamped his teeth and whimpered, beginning to thrust again.

“I think I just... I think it started. I’m not supposed to be in heat,” he whined. “I didn’t— It wasn’t supposed to be for a few days.”

“I know baby. Just keep going, come on,” Jin urged. Two omegas in heat certainly wouldn’t actually solve either of their aches and needs, but every little bit helped.

Jin shifted, holding onto Jungkook as well as he could manage. He heard the door to their dorm open and called for Jimin and Taehyung. They hurried in, immediately stopping when they saw the state of their boyfriends.

“He went into heat early,” Jin panted.

Taehyung and Jimin shared a glance before jumping into action. Taehyung stripped out of his jeans and crawled onto the bed next to Jin, immediately working to loosen himself up. Jimin stripped and went to the other side and kissed Jin and Jungkook gently.

“Pull out. I’ve got him,” he said, petting Jungkook’s sweat soaked hair.

“Use me instead,” Taehyung offered, spreading his legs.

Jungkook kisses Jin gently before pulling out and moving over between Taehyung’s legs. He nuzzled against his neck, groaning low in his throat.

“That’s it, put it in,” Taehyung soothed, spreading his legs wider.

Jungkook shook his head. He moved down, spreading Taehyung open before driving his tongue into him.

Next to them, Jimin helped Jin roll onto his back. He stroked his cock gently, sharing soft kisses and letting Jin muzzle his neck. He pressed his cock home just as lazily, letting Jin feel each push.

Jin and Taehyung both moaned, holding tight to their respective partners. Jin’s nails scraped at Jimin’s back while Taehyung tugged at Jungkook’s hair, grinding down on his tongue. Jungkook pulled back, his chin and mouth wet and cheeks flushed.

“You taste like Jimin-ssi.”

Taehyung smirked, his tongue darting out to wet his lips.

“Probably ‘cause I fucked him stupid half an hour ago,” Jimin panted, snapping his hips against Jin on each thrust.

Jungkook growled, moving up and leaning over to kiss Jin. Their tongues tangled, allowing Jin to taste the salty sweet remnants of Jimin. He moved back and lined up his cock at Taehyung’s opening.

Taehyung nodded once and Jungkook slid home, baring his teeth at the tight, slick clench.

He picked up speed immediately, and Taehyung could do little more than hold on.

Next to them, Jin was writhing against Jimin, their mouths pressed together as they moaned and whined.

Jimin yanked back, hissing. He held his side in pain, but showed no signs of slowing or softening.

“Jimin?” Jin worried.

“I’m okay.”

“You’re going into heat,” Jungkook panted, looking over at them. His eyes were dark with lust as he pounded into Taehyung, but focused on Jimin.

“It’s not supposed to for another two weeks—“

Jimin whined, his thrusts becoming erratic.

“It’s okay,” Jin whispered. He sat up, wrapping his legs around Jimin. He began to bounce on his lap, working to help Jimin come even as he whined and moaned. “But you—" Jimin tried to argue.

“Shh. Just let go. It won’t help much, but maybe...”

Jimin nodded. He straightened his legs, allowing Jin to fully settle into his lap. Jin slid down his cock as Jimin pumped his hips up, their fingers digging into one another’s skin as they chased orgasm.

Jungkook shuddered. He watched the two for a moment before turning his focus back to Taehyung.

“Gonna come for me?” Taehyung teased. Jungkook nodded, lowering his head. He nuzzled over Taehyung’s neck, breathing deeply as he fucked into him. His hips stuttered and he pulled back. Taehyung’s cheeks and chest were flushed, his mouth drawn back into a grimace. “Not you too...” Jungkook panted.

Taehyung moaned, turning to a half broken sob. “Fuck me, please—“

Jungkook obliged, catching Taehyung’s mouth in a desperate kiss.

The four continued to grind and chase weak orgasms, whimpers and sobs punctuating their desperation.

Jimin gave up first, pushing Jin off him and curling up next to him.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered.

“Don’t be, you tried.” Jin kissed his forehead, holding him tight. Jungkook pulled out and slumped next to Taehyung, shuddering through an orgasm.

“Fuck.”

“What do we do?” Taehyung asked. He lazily stroked himself as he spoke. Of them all, he was the most sex inclined during his heats. They joked it was because he was the least interested when he was on his pill, so his body made up for it.

As if in answer to Taehyung’s question, the bedroom door opened.

“I thought we’d come early and surpr—“ Namjoon stopped speaking as soon as he saw the state of the omegas in the bed. He set down the bag of candy he’d had, his cock immediately tenting the front of his jeans. “All of you?” He asked, trying to keep his voice stable.

Jin nodded. “All of us. They were trying to help me, I didn’t realize...”

“Hoseok! Yoongi-hyung,” Namjoon called. He circled around to Jin and Jimin, kissing them gently and setting hands on their head. “You’re burning up, guys. How can I help?”

“You know how you can help,” Jin said, rolling his eyes.

“But you’re so warm... Are you up for it?” They both nodded.

“Oh, guys...” Yoongi whispered when he and Hoseok entered. Though worry was etched on their faces, their physical responses were identical, cocks stiffening in their jeans, nostrils flaring at the obvious scent of omegas in heat.

Taehyung sat up. He went to Hoseok and kissed him softly. “Will you?”

“If you’re sure.”

In response, Taehyung bent over the bed, smirking back at Hoseok. Yoongi chuckled when Hoseok scrambled to undo his pants. He went over to Jungkook, stripping out of his clothes before curling up next to him. Jungkook whined and nuzzled his throat.

“Will you make love to me?”

“How do you feel first?” Yoongi asked, petting his sweat soaked back.

“Hot. Cramps. Horny.” He hesitated. “Mad my hyung won’t shove his cock into me and fuck me into next week.” A smile tweaked the corners of his mouth upward as he spoke. Yoongi laughed.

“Alright, Alright.” He sat up and patted his legs. “Come on, Jungkook.”

Jungkook scrambled up and settled onto his cock with a content moan.

Behind them, Taehyung groaned against the mattress, twisting his hips back as Hoseok began to fuck into him.

Namjoon was straddling Jimin and Jin’s thighs, stroking their cocks.

“Who wants it first?” He asked.

“You can’t fuck us both,” Jin protested.

“Why not?”

“Can’t you sense it? As soon as you walked in, your body started rut... As soon as you start fucking one of us... You’re gonna knot.”

Namjoon scowled. He nodded after a moment. “Jimin-ah. Fuck me.”

“What?” Jimin’s eyes widened. “You never bottom.”

“No, but Jin-hyung is right. There’s three of us and we’re all gonna end up knotting you guys. There’s four of you. I’m not letting one of my boys suffer. So fuck me, it’ll work just as well.”

“I know... But...”

“I trust you, Jimin. Just be gentle until I get used to it.”

Jimin nodded. Namjoon shifted, opening Jin’s legs wider. He lined his cock up and pressed home, gasping.

Jimin settled behind him, spitting against his hole to slick it enough for his fingers. It only took him a second to find Namjoon’s slick gland; smaller than Jin’s or any other omegas, but just as useful for bottom Alphas. He began to rub it and Namjoon’s prostate, helping to slick and loosen him. Namjoon chuckled breathlessly.

“Forgot how good that feels.” He thrust gently into Jin, twisting back on Jimin’s fingers.

Taehyung cried out, earning a chuckle from the others.

“Such a sex hound,” Yoongi teased even as Jungkook bounced on his cock.

“Maybe you should help him,” Yoongi said then. He shifted, pushing Jungkook off him and onto his back. With a little pushing and maneuvering, he managed to get Jungkook under where Taehyung was bent over. Taehyung got the picture immediately, sliding his cock into Jungkook’s open mouth. He grabbed a fistful of Jungkook’s hair and began to fuck his mouth as Hoseok used his ass. Yoongi slid back into Jungkook, slamming hard into him.

Meanwhile, Jimin was lining his cock up, teasing Namjoon’s wet hole. Namjoon groaned. “Please—“

“Oh, our strong Alpha leader begging for a cock,” Jin teased. Namjoon glared. He pulled himself out of Jin, earning an annoyed cry.

“Jimin, please— I need it,” Namjoon pleaded. Jimin smirked. He drove home, gasping even as Namjoon shouted in surprised pleasure.

“Oh god, don’t go slow,” Namjoon begged. Jimin chuckled, wrapping his arms around Namjoon’s middle.

“No problem.”

“Ready for it, hyung?” Namjoon asked, his voice wavering.

“Hold on.”

Jin shifted and rolled into his belly, angling his body across the bed to reach Jungkook. He lifted Jungkook’s cock and wrapped his lips around it, bobbing his head gently. Jungkook shouted, gagging around Taehyung’s cock.

Namjoon and Jimin shifted, and Namjoon slid home, letting Jimin’s hard thrusts guide his pace.

The sounds in the room were positively pornographic. Seven bodies writhed against one another, the bed creaking dangerously with their combined weight. Jin, Jungkook, and Taehyung lost track of their orgasms, coaxed out of them by their Alpha’s cocks, coming into the mouths of their lovers or onto the sweat dampened bed.

Jimin chased his own orgasm for longer, his body responding to the flood of hormones

Namjoon’s rut gave off. He finally reached it, falling over the edge and spilling deep inside his lover. His body relaxed, muscles losing their cramping tension. He slid out and crumpled, watching the remaining six with a tired gaze.

It was Yoongi that came next. He grunted softly, his nails digging into Jungkook’s sides. Jungkook pulled his mouth free of Taehyung’s cock to scream Yoongi’s name as his knot swelled, locking them in place while Yoongi came. Jin moved and Jungkook sat up, curling up around Yoongi. He shuddered through orgasm after orgasm, whining softly.

Hoseok was next. He fisted Taehyung’s hair, yanking Jin upright as he pounded into him. Taehyung moaned. He slammed back, begging for Hoseok’s knot, to fuck him, to come in him. Hoseok shuddered, his orgasm deafeningly silent. Taehyung gasped when his knot slipped in, expanding and locking them together. Hoseok barely shifted to get them onto the bed before their legs gave out.

Jin looked back. “Just us... Let me roll over,” he panted desperately. Namjoon pulled out so Jin could roll onto his back. He glanced down, swallowing hard. The base of Namjoon’s cock was already swelling, the promise of a hard, thick knot in the near future. Jin nodded, letting Namjoon push back in. He wrapped his arms around Namjoon’s shoulders.

“I— I have a confession,” he whispered.

“What?”

“I—“ Jin swallowed hard, shuddering his way through another orgasm. “I’ve never taken a knot before.”

Namjoon’s eyes widened. “Do you—“

“Be my first. Knot me, please.”

A tight arousal formed in Namjoon’s stomach at Jin’s words. He grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked back, nosing his way along Jin’s neck. Jin whined, begging softly for it, for Namjoon to take him, fuck him, knot him.

Namjoon snarled, a streak of possessiveness rushing through him. He kissed Jin hard enough that he split his own lip, the coppery tang of blood mixing with their saliva. He drove in hard twice more before his knot expanded and his orgasm hit, tying them together.

Jin threw his head back and screamed, eyes rolling back as his cock twitched and spilled on his belly, orgasms rushing over him in waves almost too overwhelming to bear. His vision greyed and then went white, and Jin worried for a moment he was going to pass out. He opened his eyes though, and Namjoon was looking down at him, still shuddering as his cock spilled rope after rope of warm come into Jin.

“How long does yours last?” Jin rasped.

“About thirty. Talk later. Rest now,” he whispered. “All the others are.” Jin glanced around, smiling tiredly at the dozing or half asleep members. Jimin had wiggled his way into Jungkook and Yoongi’s arms, while Taehyung and Hoseok were cuddled tight together.

Jin nodded, satisfied that everyone was content. They wiggled onto their sides, legs tangled. He nuzzled against Namjoon’s chest.

“I love you,” he mumbled.

“I love you too.”

Jin reached down, running his finger over the spot where Namjoon’s body connected with his. He smiled a little, feeling pleasantly full.

“You’ve really never taken a knot before?” Namjoon asked. Jin nodded.

“To confess I’ve only had a few heats intense enough to actually need sex to feel better. Most of the time jerking off or even sometimes just a hot bath worked. And most of my heats I didn’t have a partner, so I just used knotting toys or dealt with it. My only experience with actual sex during heat was a beta girlfriend I’d had in school... And I went on the medicine soon after because I wanted to focus on my schooling and acting.”

“Then you came here... And you haven’t let yourself go into heat with us.”

“Exactly. And whenever you guys have been in rut and able to knot... The others were in heat.”

Namjoon smiled. “I’m proud to be your first... Do you like it?” Jin beamed, his cheeks mottling red.

“I feel so full. And I can feel you throbbing... It’s amazing... I kinda don’t want it to go down yet.”

Namjoon kissed him instead of answering. Gently at first, then deeper, more passionate. Jin whined when Namjoon’s fingers tangled in his hair again, tugging softly.

They parted only when they had to breathe. “I’ll do it again, as soon as you want it.”

Jin smiled, his eyes a little glazed with sleep and happiness.

“Maybe when I wake up.”

“Go to sleep, hyung. We’ve got you.”

Jin felt the light touch of another’s hand and looked back, meeting Yoongi’s sleepy gaze. Jungkook and Jimin were fast asleep on his chest. He winked.

Jin giggled a little. He reached back, twining his fingers with Yoongi’s. He heaved a content sigh, letting sleep finally take over.

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10 Ways to Balance Your Hormones Naturally - Don't Mess with Mama

Do you feel like your hormones are out of control? You’re not alone. Most women have experienced a hormonal imbalance. Here are the signs and symptoms of a hormonal imbalance…

21 Signs of a Hormonal Imbalance Have you experienced any of these symptoms?

Foggy thinking Increased forgetfulness Insomnia Water retention Weight gain around the waist Abdominal fat Decreased muscle mass, and strength Decreased urine flow Prostate problems Increased urinary urge Fatigue Difficulty sleeping Anxiety Decreased stamina Dizzy spells Lightheadedness Frequent colds/flu Headaches Irritability Morning fatigue Sugar cravings You could have a hormonal imbalance. The first thing you need to do is do an at-home hormone test or take the hormone quiz I recommend below to see what’s out of balance.

What Causes Hormone Imbalance? Virtually everyone experiences imbalanced hormone levels at some point in their lives, especially women. These imbalances are often a result of natural changes that occur with age, such as puberty and menopause. When you were growing up, hormones triggered bone and muscle growth. They also set in motion the reproductive changes that led to menstruation and fertility in young women, and sexual maturity in young men. This surge of hormones is behind the acne, mood swings, and other “teen” issues that affect most adolescents.

On the other end of the spectrum, hormone production slows as you leave your reproductive years behind. A decline in hormone production is what leads to perimenopause and menopause symptoms in women, and low libido and erectile dysfunction in men entering middle age.

Some hormonal imbalances, however, can have other underlying causes beyond the natural aging processes, including:

Chronic stress Elevated blood sugar Lack of Sleep Thyroid dysfunction (hypothyroidism or hyperthyroidism) Hormone Replacement Therapy (HRT) or birth control pills Type 1 or type 2 diabetes Being overweight Endocrine disruptors such as pesticides, herbicides, and plastics Steroids and other medications Polycystic ovary syndrome (PCOS) Why Is Hormone Balance Important? Hormones are your body’s chemical messengers. They help control every physiological process in your body, including metabolism, immune system, menstrual cycle, and reproduction. A precise hormone balance is vital to proper body functioning.

How to Test Your Hormones One of my favorite resources for balancing hormones naturally is the book The Hormone Cure by Sara Gottfried. She has a quiz you can take in the book to figure out on your own what hormones are out of balance, and she gives natural remedies, exercises, supplements, and other tips to balance hormones. For instance, if you have higher cortisol levels, you’ll want to stay away from running and intense exercises like kickboxing. Yoga and mind-body exercises are better suited for you.

While The Hormone Cure is a great start, I also recommend getting a hormone lab test. It’s the most accurate way of finding out what’s going on with your hormones. It’s an at-home hormone lab test that tests saliva samples (which is one of the most accurate ways to test hormones). This test provides an assessment for estradiol/estrogen, progesterone, testosterone, DHEA, luteinizing hormone, follicle-stimulating hormone, and cortisol (am, noon, dinner, and before bed).

And the best part? You can schedule a one-on-one consultation with a functional medicine doctor with True Health Labs to go over your test results. There’s no need to schedule a doctor visit. There’s no need to drive to your appointment. Just add the consultation to your cart when you order the at-home hormone lab test. The entire process took about 2-3 weeks from the time I received the kit, sent in my samples, waited for the results, and had my consultation.

You can then use the tips in this post and The Hormone Cure book to balance your hormones naturally.

Video Q&A with Dr. Brady Hurst I also interviewed Dr. Brady Hurst of True Health Labs on the basics of women’s hormones, how hormones affect other body systems, symptoms of hormone imbalances, how diet and lifestyle can affect hormones, natural ways to balance hormones, and how to get an at-home female hormones test.

10 Ways to Balance Hormones Naturally 1. Try seed cycling Did you know you can actually regulate your menstrual cycle and reduce PMS (and PMS-related symptoms like cramping) naturally? You can with seed cycling. This concept may seem new but naturopathic health practitioners have been using this method for a while to balance hormones. Cycling seeds (such as pumpkin, flax, sunflower, or sesame seeds) at certain times of the menstrual cycle can help your body to produce hormones or eliminate certain hormones to quell PMS symptoms. Find out more about how to balance hormones naturally with seed cycling.

2. Avoid GMO foods While it’s no surprise that dairy, meat, and pork may come from cows and pigs who have been treated with hormones, genetically-modified (GMO) foods can cause hormonal imbalance too. Long-term ingestion GMO foods that are sprayed with pesticides can cause hormonal issues that have been linked to depression, infertility, PCOS, and cancer. Eating a diet with little to no GMO foods and rich in local and organic produce can help to balance hormones.

3. Walk barefoot Crazy as it may sound – the key to lowering cortisol (a hormone associated with stress, inflammation, and sleep dysfunction) may be to walk barefoot – like on a grassy lawn, sandy beach, or even a concrete road. There are 1,300+ nerve endings per square inch on the soles of your feet – more than any other part of your body. Walking barefoot – or earthing – helps to ground you to the earth and in a way conduct the energy from the ground. Keep reading The Healing Power of Earthing.

4. Eat more liver Your mother was right. The liver really is good for you – and in a way, you wouldn’t expect. The liver is the most nutrient-dense food you can eat. It can help to curb PMS and mood swings, increase energy, and improve cardiovascular stamina. While the thought of eating liver each day may seem unfathomable, you can take liver pills (de.

5. Cut down on sugar and alcohol The two biggest endocrine disruptors are sugar and wine. Sugar can lead to inflammation and feeds yeast in the gut, which can lead to leaky gut syndrome and other digestive issues. Alcohol disrupts your body’s natural detox abilities, which helps to keep your hormones in check. Lay off both sugar and alcohol to feel better within just a week.

6. Take a detox bath Balance your hormones with a relaxing bath. But not just any bath. A detox bath with Epsom salts. Epsom salts provide magnesium to help to balance and support healthy hormones.

7. Drink water sole Unlike you’ve been told as a kid, drinking salt water is good for you. Unlike ocean water or saltwater made with table salt, water sole is made with natural salt such as Himalayan pink salt. It’s like a natural electrolyte drink. Drinking a lot of plain water can dilute the fluid in the body and may cause a stress response – such as an increase in stress hormones. Water sole hydrates without diluting the body. Natural salt also helps to reduce stress hormones like cortisol and adrenaline – encouraging a better night’s sleep. Read more on how to make water sole and its benefits.

8. Avoid soy Soy and soy products have been touted as a health food for decades, but the reality is that soy is not healthy. If eaten unfermented, soy has anti-nutrients that actually block the absorption of calcium, magnesium, iron, and zinc. In addition, eating as little as two tablespoons of soybeans per day for a month can significantly increase thyroid-stimulating hormones. Soy consumption is linked to thyroid issues such as hypothyroidism, goiter, and autoimmune thyroid disease.

9. Ditch the low-fat diet Fat is really good for you, especially saturated fat. Your body depends on fat for necessary functions. It supports metabolic rate (metabolism), thyroid function, immune system, and digestion. The best options for saturated fats are butter (from organic or grass-fed cows), ghee, and rendered fats (such as lard and tallow).

Cold-pressed olive oil is another great fat source – just don’t heat it. Save it for salads or as a garnish on foods. While saturated fats from animal fat and are good for you, there are two facts you should avoid.

Vegetable oils (such as canola, cottonseed, soybean, and grapeseed) are polyunsaturated fats that actually cause inflammation and can cause a hormonal imbalance. These fats are usually derived from GMO sources, contain pesticides, and are heavily refined and processed. Trans fats are another fat to avoid – occurring in hydrogenated oils such as Crisco and food products with hydrogenated oils.

10. Consider supplements Sometimes eating a whole food diet isn’t enough to help balance hormones. Consider supplements such as magnesium, calcium, and fish oil/omega-3 – as well as herbs and whole foods such as Tulsi (holy basil), gelatin, Maca root. These delicious treats help to balance stressors in the body – including estrogen imbalance.

Sleep And Hormone Imbalance No matter how nutritious your diet is and how much exercise you get, your health will suffer if you don’t get enough restorative sleep.

Poor sleep has been linked to imbalances of many hormones, including insulin, cortisol, leptin, ghrelin, and growth hormone.

Inadequate or poor-quality sleep has been shown to decrease fullness hormones, increase hunger and stress hormones, reduce growth hormone, and increase insulin resistance.

Top Tips To Balance Hormones Naturally Take a bath with Epsom salts for a detox. Avoid GMO foods Tulsi is a great natural supplement to help with hormone imbalance. Make sure to get enough good quality sleep.

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