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sentoooo · 10 months ago
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[anon: Hi can you write an Alphabet head cannon for Johnny cage and male reader?] i assume you mean an nsfw alphabet? i cannot find any other alphabet, so i apologize if i got it wrong T_T.
startin off strong with THE johnny cage. john john. yeah. that guy.
cw: nsfw, mxm, bodyworship, little bit of praise, edging, johnny fuckin' cage, baby. proofread MINORS DNI
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ɴꜱꜰᴡ ᴀʟᴘʜᴀʙᴇᴛ || ᴊᴏʜɴɴʏ ᴄᴀɢᴇ
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Johnny's actually like a golden retriever. As much as he likes to show off,- and that doesn't mean he won't in bed either- he has a very tender side. Afterwards, he refuses to let you leave his arms. Need your clothes? Nope, he'll get them. As long as you hold his hand. Need a bath? He's carrying you to it. Maybe a little snack? Some water? Dragging you along for the adventure. And after all that, he'll tuck you both in, hold you reaaallll close, and whisper sweet nothings until either you or him are asleep.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Johnny's favorite body part? God, what isn't to love about him? It's so hard to choose! Just kidding. It's his biceps and his pecs. He's proud of 'em. Makes him feel all big and strong, means you can't run away like Sonya did. Though, he still loves every part of his body equally. Let's not forget about his little friend down there.
On you, it has to be your thighs. Or maybe your hands? God, he can't choose. Everything about you is perfection to him. No, no, it's definitely your stomach! Wait... no. It's your face. Nah, that doesn't do you justice. It's everything. Genuinely. He can't choose. Don't ask him to.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He's more than fine cumming anywhere. Inside? Gladly. On your thigh? Fuck yes. Stomach? Sign him up. It's like an autograph to him, as long as he gets to "sign" you, he's happy as hell.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He's dominant, yes. He likes being the star of the show. But he will let you top him here and there. His dirty secret? Just how much he yearns to moan your name. Yell it, let him know who he belongs to. But he won't admit it. His pride can't take that hit. Not yet.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
God, what doesn't he know? He's an actor, baby. He's THE Cage. He's had more than his fair share of experience. He knows your body almost more than you do, exactly where to touch to illicit a reaction from you, just the right spots to hit, and those sweet sweet words that turn you on instantly.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
He love love loves cowgirl- or shall we call it cowboy? Not reverse, though. He needs to see your face. Has to. Non-negotiable. He likes to get his hands all over you, and he loves to see your pleasure. How else is he supposed to know that he's making you feel so damn good? Not that he isn't, god he knows, but just a reassurance.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
You're asking if Johnny Fuckin' Cage is serious? No. Hell no. He's crackin' jokes, but mainly he's praising himself. Not that he isn't praising you, either. But You hear a lot of "How's li'l Johnny treatin' ya?", in a way, it's kind of sexy. In a very CAGE-y way, at least.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
He's got some body hair. Mainly, a happy trail, complimented by his V-Line. A little arm hair, but he keeps his chest clean. Pubic hair wise, he's got a little. Keeps himself trimmed, but still keeps some down there. Compliments his dick, that's what it does.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
God, he's so sweet it'll make your teeth hurt. Amongst his little ego-boosting, he swings praises your way. All honeyed, yet truthful nonetheless. His touch has always been full of longing, more so than lust. Everything he says is true. You know that. Regardless, he's gonna drill that into you. And drill into you.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
He jacks off quite frequently. Though, he will always, always prefer you. Being in you, your hand, your mouth. But with his sex drive, he jacks off at least once a week, and if you aren't around, 7 days a week, baby. Always thinkin' of you.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Body worship. Through and through. He fuckin' loves it when you're all over him, gliding your hands from his collarbone to his waist, tracing his V-line, his abs, his tattoos, all with such love and yearning. Taking almost 30 minutes to explore each others bodies before anything goes in anywhere is always a pre-requisite.
He also LOVES edging. You, specifically. He's an asshole that way. Listening to you beg, whimper, cry to release. To cum allll over you and him. Fuck, does that get him going. He's almost let you just cum each and every time. One of these days, he's gonna break.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Anywhere, baby. Anywhere, anytime. He is always down. Shower sex? Yes. Quickie in a restroom somewhere? As long as it's as clean as a Bucca Di Beppo bathroom, yes. Speaking of, god, if he could fuck you in a Bucca Di Beppo, he so would. Now THAT'S fine dinin'.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
You, always you. But specifically when you're fighting anyone. Not him, of course, shit, he's terrified of you. But all determined like that, nose bloody, knuckles bloodied, bruised. God, you are just SEETHING with sexual energy. And damn, he's going to fuck you after you win. However you like, baby.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Anything that'll hurt you. Hard no for him. He refuses to do anything of the sort. He can't hurt that pretty little body of yours, can he? No, no he can't. That is a cardinal sin, baby. He can't even fight you.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Oh, he loves giving. And he doesn't mind receiving. But fuck, he loves watching you squirm, gripping the sheets, and running your hands through his hair as he goes down on you. And he loves how you reward him after, it's like dessert.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
He can go however fast you like, baby. You feelin' like enjoying the night, all romantic and sensual? Absolutely, anything for you. He will make the first round last for an hour. Feelin' especially frisky and want to scream his name all night (and all day, if your stamina so permits it)? Fuck. Yes. Say no more.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
He'll do 'em. He aint afraid. Especially if you two only have time for that. He'll make sure your both satisfied and have both came. At least twice. But he does prefer having the full experience. He likes having you anytime, though.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Always, and forever, babe. He'll try everything at least once. He's fucked you in the most scandalous places before, too. One time, he was fairly sure Liu Kang was watching. That's why he fucked ya then and there.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Hours, day and night. Ride him like a horse. He'll wear that cowboy hat for ya, too. At least, that's what he said. The longest you've two have lasted was from 12am-4am. With breaks. But he sure didn't seem winded. Not in the slightest.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
So. Fucking. Many. For you, for him, for both of you. He loves watching you pleasure yourself with his toys. And vice versa. He loves torturing you with em, too. Watching you nearly tap out and lean up against him cause you couldn't hold yourself up while he was fuckin' ya senseless and using a remote-control cockring. He also LOVES his sybian. Both of you grinding up, little bit of frotting, knowing you feel just as good as he does. Fuck, it makes him hard at the thought.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Oh, he's a fucking dickhead. As mentioned, he LOVES to edge you. How weak you are against him, yet knowing you want more, knowing you love it. He could do it all night baby. Make sure you got good impulse control. He won't hold back.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He's LOUD, baby, real loud. He wants you to know how good you make him feel. And he wants to praise you. How good you are, taking his dick. Like a champ. He'll moan, and grunt, and growl. All in your ear, too. He knows you like it. A little bit of breath play, for a good boy.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
The amount of sex tapes in his phone is INSANE. But he won't post em, not if you don't want it. He knows his adoring fans would love it, and he'd LOVE to show off his boy to all of em. He gets off watchin' 'em, too. Are you surprised?
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
He's a biiiig boy. Took you a bit to get used to him. He's a shower, though. He's about 6.7" in length, and 1.9" wide. Leans slightly to the left. Circumsized.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
He's gotta fuck ya at least once a day. His sex drive is through the roof, I mean. He's Johnny Cage. If he doesn't get his dick wet once a day, who is he?
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Yeah, he's tired as shit afterwards, but until you have been cleaned up, drank, and ate if you needed to, then he's out. He refuses to fall asleep beforehand. And normally, he has to make sure you fell asleep first.
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xiayannie · 1 year ago
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☆ k. ayato
req! by anon ❀ : priestess reader x kamisato ayato
cw(s): sub!ayato [I'm so sorry. he's ooc and not super subby here :(] top! reader, breeding, creampie, sapiosexual!ayato, fingering, fondling (reader is chubby and ayato adores every bit of her!) whiny ayato, mentions of multiple rounds (near the end) terms of endearment (dear, love, baby) bodyworship
genre : smut | word count: 1.2k
reader is a priestess at narukami shrine, to whom kamisato ayato has the pleasure of seeing every time he visits for routinely inspections. through time, he finds that something other than the shrine is catching his attention. it has you wondering whether you should be a head priestess, or his.
AYATO would give a small polite smile every time your eyes met. a certain pink haired priestess took notice, to which she would find ways to tease the both of you (like the sly fox she is.) her little matchmaking role eventually did play off, as AYATO managed the courage to eventually ask you out on a date. outings with you and AYATO were meals, or visits to scenic places around the region of inazuma. everything of course, was widely available due to his high status since he was a man of great power and wealth. AYATO being the gentleman that he was, would take you on quiet walks to gaze at (you) scenery as the both of you made idle and small chit chat.
today however, was different from other days. you found that his gaze was lingering on you for a quite a while. turning, you made eye contact with him. AYATO's eyes were glazed over as he stared at you with an adoring look.
"my dear, what's wrong..?" you shuffled closer to him, placing a hand on his cheek gently as you rubbed his shoulder to ease him. he melted into your touch, bringing his own hand up to hold yours as he shook his head.
"may I kiss you?" AYATO asked breathlessly.
the estate was quiet at this time, as it was evening after all. that having said, quiet gasps and happy sighs left the yashiro commissioner's lips as the both of you kissed under the shelter of the hood of the pavillion. it was a sight to behold. the usually calm and collected AYATO was flushed and dazed as he caught his breath. you chuckled when he picked you up, fumbling clumsily as he made his way into the estate, shuffling before he slid the screen door to his room open, then sliding it closed before he placed you down gently onto his futon.
"no need to rush," you hummed, pulling him in for another kiss as you laughed against his lips. he returned the smile, but AYATO couldn't help it. you just looked so pretty under the moonlight tonight. despite knowing your goals and aspirations, he want to make you his. carefully, he took off your garments, AYATO's breath hitching once he took in all of your raw beauty.
AYATO has never admitted it out loud to anyone, but he loved your boobs. he also loved your thighs, as well as your ass. he never really had a preference, since he was raised to be respectful and polite about such a topic. as a result, he loved everything about you.
he reached down to your cunt, face to face with it as he stared at the sheen in awe. AYATO had to resist the urge to take you right then and there as he gently pushed one of his digits in, hearing a wet squelch as it entered. he pumped it in and out before adding another digit. AYATO leaned in to lick at your slick, letting out a quiet moan as he tasted you, and watched as you squirmed and moaned out his name.
"god... you're so beautiful, I can't believe you're mine." he murmured under his breath, as he sucked on your clit, licking up all of your juices. AYATO's face was covered with your slick, and he couldn't be any happier as he pulled you in for a kiss.
"h-hahh... can I put it in...♡?" AYATO's eyes were half lidded as he stared down at his excruciatingly hard cock and your wet cunt as he rubbed and teased it along your clit. his pupils were dilated as he made eye contact, almost begging you as he waited for your confirmation. you smiled, giving him a nod as he whispered tiny little "thank you, thank you's" lining up his cock with your entrance before sliding in carefully. AYATO watched your face contort, and he waited patiently before you gave him the 'OK.' AYATO swore he almost came inside when he bottomed completely. your walls squeezed him so tightly, but he let out a small whine, collapsing onto your body as hugged your waist. he wanted to have you cum first before he did, so he did his best whilst his hands wandered.
his hands found purchase squeezing your tits. he nipped at and kissed at your neck as he whimpered. you couldn't help but find him lovely as your own hands made way to his blue locks, tugging at them to get him to whine more.
"p-prettyyy... so, so, so pretty..."
"gonna be even prettier when your tummy is filled with my b-babies..."
"you'd like that... wouldn't you?" AYATO murmured, his eyes clouded and hazy with adoration and lust "tell me you want me to breed you... p-please? ugh- I wanna cum insideee..." you couldn't help but nod. this new side to the usually stoic and collected yashiro commissioner had you melting, you simply couldn't say no to him.
you yelped as you felt him hook his arms under your squishy thighs, lifting them and pressing them to your chest. his dick hit even deeper inside you, and you saw stars as he pounded away.
"I am going to make you happy... gonna make you so happy, I p-promise.... our baby will be so smart with you as the mother..."
"y-you'd be such a pretty wife... such a pretty mommy... g-gonna get your tummy all big n round with my h-heir..." AYATO rambled. his hands made their way down to your tummy, pressing down on it as his hips started to stutter.
"...nghhh. I'm going to c-cum..."
".. are you close? cum with me, my l-love..." AYATO whimpered as he felt your walls squeeze even tighter around him, cumming with one last thrust before he pulled out, lying next to you exhausted.
you smiled, pulling him in for a kiss, catching him by surprise before he returned it, smiling into the kiss himself. unbeknownst to AYATO, you managed to straddle his hips, taking his already hardening cock into your hands, pumping it a couple of times before lining it up with your dripping cunt.
"ayato, baby,"
"didn't you say you wanted a heir?"
"we can't stop until you're milked dry, 'yato."
"yes ma'am..."
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sanjisblackasswife · 2 years ago
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Zoro bodyworship 😼
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“𝔾𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘”
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Z𝕠𝕣𝕠 𝕩 F𝕖𝕞 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣
Black Fem Reader in Mind
A/N: ….I never done this. Hope u enjoy🧍🏾‍♀️ Also this was too long so Imma do Zoro RECEIVING body worship next post.
CW: VERY intimate sex, Soft!Zoro, Kissing, Tongue bath, Shy!Zoro, Mentions of Scars on the Reader, Oral
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𝙶𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐
Zoro never realizes he how much he appreciates your body until he is alone with you.
A man such as him that isn’t really into PDA always holds back his urges until it’s just the both of you together.
He has no issue with giving your body the love and care it solely deserves.
He’s a nervous reck when he is more intimate with you, it’s always more intense and it ends up overwhelming the both of you.
His movements so slow and gentle you almost feel as if you need to tell him to get rougher,
but he wont. He can’t. Time like this, after a rough battle, or even just at random he feels the need to love every single blemish of you.
“Zo…” A breathless moan falls on his ears, his kisses have feathered from you lips, all the way down to your ankle, and he haven’t stopped yet.
Zoro interchanges from kissing to small suckles, which always causes him to hold you down by your hips to keep you still. As the rouge man that he is, he can always know how to be so delicate with you under him.
His eyes are closed as relaxed, so at peace swirling his tongue on your bare breast , you look down and see his head cocked, his pretty golden earrings resting on his cheeks, Zoro truly was a beautiful man.
You felt his thumb caress your hips, slowly pulling off your thong, as he does your nipple slips off his lips, making you frown just a little , already missing his touch. Of course this goes unnoticed by the swordsman.
He smirks down at your bare body, his gaze almost making your want to cover yourself just so he can look away, but you felt frozen, his build is so intimidating upclose and over you. It didn’t matter if you were 5’2” or 5’10”, Zoro knew how to make you feel small and you wasnt sure if that’s what you loved or hated about him.
Your hand reach up to his sharp jawline, pulling him down for just one more moment where his lips are on yours (before they’re on your other ones). His arms, as strong as they are falter and resist from holding himself up when he is against your touch. He stays on his elbows, tounges wrapping against each other, and you always biting his bottom lip just to hear his groaning before a simple kiss of appreciation turns into a sloppy wet passionate make out session.
The spit line that connects you both, finally breaks as Zoro rises up to catch his breath, still peppering you in small kisses on your curled lips.
He looks down at you, eyes almost eating you whole before he dwells to kissing and massaging your stretch marks you complain about having, the scars you’ve earned through tough battles, and every other blemish you’ve grown to have.
You may hate them, but Zoro loved each one as he looked and searched all over you to appreciate.
Zoro wasn’t very talkative during sex, his way of appreciating your entire body is just letting him have free access to do what he wants to you, maybe it was his shyness, maybe it was because he didn’t want to say the wrong thing and ruin the moment, but times like these you don’t mind his quietness, only small groans and hums of appreciation when he slides his tongue down from your neck to your slit,
but if you were to ask him why he doesn’t say much he would just tell you that he loves to hear you more than himself.
“Zo…” You purr with every buck of the hip, Zoro’s head and mouth follows the movements of your needy body asking for more of his licks and sucks.
As you reach that blissful high of cumming on his tongue, you try pushing him away from your sensitive place, but alas he was stronger, staying stubbornly still against your cunt to lick that and your inner thighs clean.
Giving your clit a kiss, ignoring the pains of his own cock twitching against your skin, he wanted to be inside you so badly, he needed to be one with you, you seen the furrow in his brows when he hissed as you grabbed his cock, not breaking eye contact stroking it subtly,
You guide him inside you so slowly just to hear the slutty wet noises, you moan out his name. Zoro’s face immediately turns red hearing you, feeling you, seeing you all like this it was too much, he lets out an exasperated “Fuck.” finally feeling your tight warm walls squeeze him in.
Slowly his hips rock against you, his eye meets your soft tired gaze as your breast bounce to the rhythm of his thrust, “Need you.” Was all he could mutter out before kissing you again, his body weight on top of you causing your legs to immediately lock him in as he picks up your lower half to pick up the pace.
It was all so much for you both, you felt his torso scar rubbing against your soft skin, the stitches felt painfully good you held Zoro by the nape with both arms wrapped around him moaning into his ear which only riled him up more to deeper thrust.
The bed rocks, skin is slapping against one another, his grunts, your whimpers—it was all a sight to see.
And yet none of that compares to the moment when Zoro travels his lips up to your hear to whisper “I love you.”
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narrators-journal · 1 month ago
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gib knives x amos with 8, 26, and of course the obligatory 30
Yet another ask for my lovely boyfriend <3 He’s the only one I’ll probably write Trigun content for, lol. Tho, this one was a bit easier than the first to write, so yay! I hope it came out as well as I think it did, I tried my best for more variety here, even if that sort of cost me the more prominent usage of primalplay or bodyworship. I did get the knifeplay kink tho, and the other two kinks are THERE, they just aren’t that strong. Idk why, but bodyworship is a consistent challenge for me :/. Also, primalplay is a hell of a kink to try and balance with a character who canonically hates humans. I know we’re breaking canon with this pair, but still lololol.
Anwyays! Again, I hope you enjoy, and, again to the trigun fandom, sadly I don’t think I will make a habit of writing for this franchise very often. So, if you’d like to partake in this kinktober event, check if any of your other interests are fandoms I do write for!
Kinktober prompt list: Here
Kinktober masterlist: Here
CW: Knifeplay, blood is drawn, handjobs, cum kinda makes a mess. There’s a hint of primalplay, I tried to maintain its essence and what makes it hot, at least, and a light sprinkle of body worship at least. I tried.
Amos kissed a trail along the inner thigh of the tall blonde he was knelt in front of. His dark brown eyes half closed as he slowly made his way up to the erection that waited for him. All while Knives looked down at him with barely an ember of his clear arousal in his pale green eyes. Though, the point of a knife swiftly stopped the silver-haired man before he could wrap his lips around the tip and take the deranged blonde into his mouth properly “Don’t you dare put your filthy mouth on me, you disrespectful animal.” He snarled down at the silver-haired man, who just pursed his lips, “How else am I supposed to ‘relieve’ you then? You already said you’d kill me if I tried to actually fuck you, but you told me to get rid of your mood, remember?” He pointed out in his dry voice, unbothered by the egotistical man’s venom. Only to get another snarl and the searing pain of one of the blonde’s knife-like appendage across his tanned cheek for a counter to his logic. “Watch your fucking mouth, Amos. Just because I’m allowing you to touch me in this manner doesn’t mean you can talk to me so filthily.” Knives spat, the bladed extension of the independent plant kept menaced at the human’s face while he simply held the blonde’s gaze with his own bored expression from the floor of Knives’ fancy piano room. Though, internally, the engineer did grumpily fume to himself, You’re ‘allowing’ me to? As if you didn’t ask me to make your little ‘mood’ go the fuck away? While Knives glared down at him for another long moment before he retracted the blade.
And, when he did, Amos was quick to notice how the plant’s eyes shifted to lock onto the slow trickle of blood that crawled down the silver-haired man’s tanned cheek from the gash the blonde had left. But, Amos knew better than to call that glance out. If he had, he would’ve been stabbed in the head, so instead he just offered a compromise to move the conversation along. “What if I just jerk you off? I’d still need to use my spit or something for lubricant, but less of it than if I sucked you off.” a bit of slightly cruel amusement in his soul as he watched Knives’ expression shift and change at his proposal. From angry, to disgusted, to embarrassed, then back to anger and disgust. Where it seemed to settle as a cover, even when he quietly huffed, “Fine.” without looking down at the human beyond another glance at the blood on the silver-haired man’s cheek.
Which, Amos brushed off with a shake of his head before he spit into his hand and wrapped his fingers around the blonde’s cock to begin a slow, steady pace. Less because of actual fear of the knife-happy man nor to tease, and more to simply bask in how Knive’s expression twitched with each stroke of the man’s calloused hand over the sensitive flesh of his cock.
Even when his knife-like powers reactivated to wrap around the man’s throat, the long-haired engineer wasn’t actually that scared. He knew how important he was to the deranged blonde, even when the man that stood over him grinned, “Just don’t forget who has the power here.” He growled as the cold metal he commanded slid over the thin skin of the human’s neck. “You mean less to me than a rabbit would to a fox.” I mean, think you like me more than that, but, sure. Amos thought. But, instead of risking his life to poke at the man, Amos just nodded quietly and kept his hand moving so that Knives could close his eyes and seeemingly marinate in the friction and warmth rather than continue his monologue.
Once he let his head loll back, though, Amos’ attention returned to studying him. His expression, the light rise and fall of his beautifully sculpted chest, and even running the pads of his fingers back along the path his mouth had taken along the inside of the man’s well-developed muscles of the blonde’s strong legs.
Which, Knives let him do with nothing but a shudder. The care with which the engineer’s fingers traced over the muscles of his thigh enough to make his cock twitch and throb against the human’s roughened palm as he moved it up and down at a slightly faster pace now. “Am I doing any good at this?” the man asked, not cruel enough to starve the blonde the pleasure he seemed to get from talking down to him. Mostly because it gave the silver-haired man a chance to relish the disgusting truth that the blonde refused to admit. “You’re passable. Though I could do better on my own.” He snapped, his eyes still closed as he spoke, his next words a little more breathless and less aimed directly at Amos. “Just proves how much better I am than you...How easily I could kill you, and how powerless you are…”
The more that the humanoid creature boasted of the power he held over the man sat between his feet while he leaned against his piano, the more slurred his words became. And the more his dick twitched and leaked warmed precum onto the man’s fingers. And, the more he throbbed while the engineer stroked his length and traced the muscles of his lower body, the more the blonde’s power bit into Amos’ throat while the independent plant shuddered. Though, it wasn’t enough to cut his carotid artery, Knives was careful of that, at least.
Though, that control wavered a bit when Knives’ expression twisted and his jaw clenched. His cock able to give one or two more twitches before thick ropes of cream covered Amos’ hand and managed to splatter onto his cheek. Which, got a disgusted grimace from the silver-haired engineer before he swiped the thick fluid off of his face and hand while Knives’ power returned to wherever it spawned. “Alright, you can leave now.” The blonde ordered, his breath still a bit quick, his paler skin now covered in a bit of floral-scented sweat, and his cool-toned eyes studying one of the statues that kept him company in his piano room. But, Amos didn’t take that personally, he just stood up and did his best to staunch the shallow cuts on his neck. “Fine, by the way, Legato’ll probably come by to report soon, so…”
Amos didn’t dare warn the independent plant to air the stench of sex out of the room. After a moment like that, he’d get skewered like a kebab for trying. So, he just left the room and went to return to his own work.
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niilue · 2 years ago
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Hello! Congrats on 1k 🎉🎉 , I didn't know you do ennead!! Im half blind so i guess i didn't see it.😶
Can I have; Male reader with Seth(Ennead). Prompt # 17, ( Bodyworship + Breeding + Hickeys). Pleaseeeee.
‧₊˚⊹ sub seth x male top reader
prompt: "spread yourself open for me so i can see you."
cw: drabble, dom reader, male reader, bodyworship, breeding, hickeys words: 609 1k event
when it came to your cute seth you had no self-control at all. all you wanted was to hold him in your arms listening to him moan your name over and over again. and that's how it was now.
"haa! (name), go slower..."
you had the redhead by the waist as you helped him ride you. it was so incredible this position because your whole length was going in so deep. you were both out of breath.
to help him make the experience less painful and let seth focus on the pleasure, you kissed, kissed, mer and sucked on his neck. he was so sensitive in that area, he really couldn't help but moan every time you sucked on that area.
"fuck, you're l-leaving marks on me..." seth would scold you as he kept rocking his hips on you and moaning in pleasure every time you attacked his sensitive skin. there was no one who could understand him.
to you the god was so beautiful that every time you had the chance to be with him and make love he was everything. your hands kept touching, groping and squeezing him. you looked at him with adoration and love.
you wanted him to know how much you loved him and that everything about him was beautiful. 
you gave his waist a squeeze, loving how soft and small it was, your hand fit so well in it. you gently kissed his lower abdomen until you trailed a line of kisses down to his chest.
"you are so beautiful... so divine, i love you." you commented sincerely looking into the red eyes of your beloved. 
seth was not so used to flattery of that kind. he was always surprised and his cheeks burned. the god could only shyly approach you and embrace you. 
it was all too much for him, the way you fucked him, the nice words, the caresses of his body with love. he needed support.
you massaged his hair and increased the rhythm of your hips, continuing to penetrate him. harder and steadier.
in that position you could hear Seth's muffled moans more clearly, right in your ear. you loved it and you couldn't stop grabbing his ass and continuing to join him.
"nhg, (name), i'm... so close." with a couple more thrusts you felt seth's essence spill into your chest followed by a loud gasp. 
It wasn't long before you came inside him too. you gasped for air and moaned as you continued to cum inside the redhead.
"more, more (name), i want it all."
you were afraid that after this seth would send you to hell since you deliberately didn't ask him if you could come inside him. but the god didn't seem to mind. when you came seth kept asking you for more and more.
you came out of him. and placed seth on his throne. with his breath choked, marks on his neck and filled by you. it was so morbid to see him so gone for you. you wanted to try something.
"seth, spread yourself open for me so i can see you."
and he did so without a word of complaint. seth placed both legs open on each of the armrests of the big throne. he reached back and opened his ass a little with his hands, even though it wasn't necessary, it was already open for you.
you could see your semen slowly trickling out of his hole, staining the big seat. seth's eyes were lost, his hair was a mess, and his clothes were a mess too, leaving everything exposed.
"fuck” this was an image you were never going to forget.
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blueparadis · 3 years ago
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okay, i'm here like i promised! gonna drop some kakucho thoughts this time!! kakucho crying from being inside you, like he can't get enough of you. he can't stop himself from not fucking you. and it becomes even harder when you wrap your legs around him, pulling him even closer. the feeling is so overwhelming that he can't help but let a few "i love you"s slip from his lips. goshhhh i'm only soft for him 😩
Omg yes Fi. He would. He definitely would. It's always hard love and soft sex with kaku. Also tagging @lalunanymph & enjoy <3
꒰𝟑:𝟎𝟏 𝐀.𝐌꒱ ~ 𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎
➜ CW :: afab-reader, soft sex, unprotexted sex, established relationship, husband! Kakucho,creampie, aftercare, bodyworship, explicit smut, pleasure dom Kakucho, sub reader, Kakucho being a gentleman like always.
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“Oh dear!”, Kakucho buzzes watching your glistening skin underneath him as you squirm while his sturdy hands wrap around your slim biceps. His pace slows down, chest swelling to take in deep breaths before his hands slide under the valley of your waist. “Fuck, you always feel so good baby”, he coos; he his face pressed onto your chest sending shivers all over your body, adorning your skin with goosebumps.
You shift your gaze on him only to find him scooping himself up as he cups your knees to spread your legs.Your body jolts as he starts to thrust with deep strokes along with longer pauses; he's exhausted, his muscles must be aching but he couldn't care less about it. All he wants to see your cheery tainted cheeks as he fills you up.
Scarlet gaze traces down to your face as you arch in euphoric shots of pleasures feeling his cock hit you sweet spot. “Ohhh fuck”, you curse as he keeps thrusting, now even faster. “Baby, you feel so good”, he whispers hovering over your body rubbing his cheek against yours. You feel his scar lacing your temples while his lips takes yours sucking them meticulously.
Mind clouded, hands desperately gripping the sheets as trails of muffled moans keeps falling from your mouth. You feel his breath against your mouth,his burning stare on you as he kisses your forehead. “Love you”, he whispers against your ears while you curl your legs around his torso. “Wh-wait”, he mumbles hands tensing, heartbeat racing as you pull him closer to wrap your hands around his nape. His cheeks heat up as your lips part :
“cum inside me —please!!”, you plead gaining his surprised dancing eyebrows. “You sure?”, his voice is husky,bold before he goes for final thrust.
“Ummhmmm”, you nod unable to form a proper ‘yes’ since he's already moving his his hips. He finds it cute when you can't seem to form proper words, not because he's been fucking you mercilessly, pulling out four orgasms in a row but because you're too shy to ask for more. “Ohh ngghmh ... ’m close,close”, you shudder as his thick load of cum coats your walls.
You pant heavily catching up with your breath. His lips tug up in a smile as he swiftly rolls you over without pulling out. “Oh my god!”, you squeal in utmost surprise making him chuckle. He tucks your loose sticky hair strands behind your earlobes making you shut your eyes. “Wh-at?”, you ask smiling like an idoit knowing what he might say. “I love you, love you so much!”, he mumbles. You've heard it so many times yet it still gives you a swarms of butterflies. You bury your face in the cave of his neckline smiling and conveying,“Love you too dear” while his fingers roam over your back.
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+themes : fluff, romance, humour, smut.
+synopsis : Taking a new job as a manager of the cafeteria you noticed a face that had been frequent in almost your every shifts. Needless to say, it's none other than Imaushi Wakasa.
+cw : mutual pinning, slow burn,omegaverse, alpha! wakasa, omega! f-reader, praise, breeding kink, mention of m!masturbation, f!masturbation ,heat cycles, imprinting, knotting, pheromones, sub-dom dynamics; foreplay & teasing, fingering, nipple play, branding, slight bondage-play, pussydrunk, creampie, bodyworship , aftercare
+pairing: indirect dom x sub f-reader.
+wc : 2.5k [Relax! when i was proofreading i lost patience LoL. So, i changed the arrangement a little by dividing into sub-parts]
+notes : Umm it was so challenging for me to write something which is an extension of au fanfiction but I got rid of my wakasa brainrot; at least I hope so. I participated in the omegaverse au collab hosted by @katsupeach
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♡ or ⟳appreciated !
『 Part 1 』
You were busy with a customer who had been quite a problem for a while. Since the staff couldn't handle ,they intended for your help. The advent of communication began on that very day, when a man in perfectly tailored black suit stepped into the cafeteria. The jingling of the bell didn't faze you a bit since it was a just a petty noise that had been familiar to your ears. The man approached your direction as his trail was followed by sharp clicking sounds of his boot-steps. Without being aware of your senses, your turned your gaze at him. Fluffy hair, a stud pierced into his left ear ,eyes glimmering like a waning crescent. His eyes locked onto you while your exposed skin of the arms were adorned with goosebumps. His pupils switched upon the nasty customer as he walked past by you making his way to the utmost cornered seat beside the spacious window.
You eyed a staff to take over this mysterious customer who made himself a bit comfortable, loosening his tie & crossing his legs one upon the other. "Sir, may I know your order please?" a female staff spoke. You wrapped up the conversation as soon as possible and headed towards the reception table. As you sat, your eyes fell upon him. A flicker of eye contact and then his lips drifted; "Hands that could serve me the best!" , he spoke tilting his head to match your way of vision. You abruptly looked down feeling the warmth upon your cheeks. The staff being unaware of his tone of talk retreated & conveyed to your aid. As you stood infront of him in black pencil skirt and a white shirt buttoned upto the neck he scanned you from head to toe. A slight smirk spread across his jawline; he licked his lower lip followed by a bite at the corner before speaking, "so, you're the best?"
"I'll try to be—Sir" you replied clearing your throat.
"Hmmm! a cup of IRISH for me, no sugar". He finished his coffee sooner than expected. He went towards the washroom. The man washed his face, breathing heavily as he faced the mirror realizing his oblivious feat of imprinting. As he came back,he cleared the bill. Furrowed eyebrows, restless hand movements caught your eye. You tried to ask to be his aid but couldn't speak as his pupils switched on you. He left without wasting a moment as you looked down. Later, in the evening, he visited again for the same blend. He was busy staring at the downpours while your eyes were locked on him. He seemed to be in his low spirits. It was almost closing hours; you wanted to initiate a conversation but couldn't. He's too intimidating to approach. Mustering up a little courage you walked around a few table , engaging with customers until you finally reached his. As you walked passed by him, he grabbed your hand. You halted unable to look at him."I could die for just one of those glimpse" he spoke with a bold tone. You still couldn't meet his gaze yet feel his glares piercing into you. You adjusted your stature to hide his mischief from the crowd. He released his grip while you hurriedly went towards your cabin. Before entering you looked back ; to your surprise you noticed that he kissed his palms.
『 Part 2 』
When you left the room, he wasn't there anymore which you felt a bit relaxing because his presence, his stares, his subtle way of perforating your personality could devour you alone. As you cleaned the table, you noticed a card inside the folds of napkin. It read "Imaushi Wakasa" —hand-written. It smelt of whiskey and expensive perfume. NO! it smelt like loneliness & melancholy; Slipping into your pocket you smiled getting a boost to complete the chores.
Imaushi kept visiting, especially during your shift. He would occasionally stare at you. Sometimes you could notice his restlessness , the way he kept switching his legs, ankle bobbing at a quick rhythm, hands occasionally reaching the neck-tie. One day you noticed, him quickly running towards the men's washroom. You couldn't help but think how fine he would look while touching himself. How he would rub his member with his sturdy hands, lips biting ,throwing his head back ; pupils reaching at the back of head until he came. You started to tap your toe on the floor, taking your tongue in between your lips, pressing and licking your lips at intervals as he kept delaying his presence. You left your seat noticing him to approach your way, hands shoved inside his pockets. He waited until the crowd cleared from you.
He stepped in front of you, he took a napkin from the vintage jar and wiped his hands staring at your face. As your eyes switched on his rusty hand movements you looked how he cleaned up his glossy fingers. You kept staring until he threw the napkin in the bin. His smirk made you aware of your behavior yet you couldn't look back at him. He placed his hands on the table, a clanking sound of bangle made you jolt as he spoke ,"you can't ignore me forever! C'mon eyes on me". You turned your face towards him but with closing eyes. He burst out into laughter as it echoed into your ears. You pondered how would he look when he's laughing ,a man with such serious & stoic personality ! Parting your eyes you noticed his beautiful smile stretching upto the ears , partially covering his face with the back of his palm. "Uhhh- I - I'm Y/n L/n" . "Right" he spoke as he stopped laughing yet continued just after making a fractional eye-contact.
"Sorry! Sorry but i didn't expect that reaction" he exclaimed apologetically. You wanted to feel his warmth, his caffeinated lips that seemed so delicate to touch. "I had no idea you would be so cute" he exclaimed. A female voice interrupted both of you. He left without properly ending the conversation. It didn't matter who that person was. All that mattered was he talked to you.
Days passed. He didn't visit. The empty seat longed for his presence just as your eyes craved one glimpse of him. Just before closing in you occasionally sat at his table and tried to imitate him. You headed towards the washroom. As you stood infront of the mirror, tears trickled down your cheeks. It felt euphoric. Your underwear felt wet yet you were ready to exploit it. You rubbed your feminity over the cloth; realizing you moaned a bit louder, another hand made it's way into your mouth sucking and licking the fingers, wishing it could be his member; 'whose again?' a voice ringed your ear. you stopped as it felt wrong; wrong how quickly he stripped you off your freedom. Realizing that all your inexplicable reflexes occurred because of his feral indenture; a splash of guilt soaked your innocence with his imprinting.You were late that day while closing hours. You locked the door and turned around. A loud noise made you lose balance but you managed to restore somehow. A familiar voice ringed into your ear "missed me, y/n?"
"Oh gosh! don't do that again!" He snorted and said, "may I walk you home?"
"It's just right there!" You spoke pointing out your building. He was trying to hold his laughter but couldn't. "Stop laughing at me Wakasa" you protested. He did and looked at you thinking how bluntly you called his name with that audacity. "Yes y/n" he spoke. You paused trying to figure out what to do next. As soon as you started to walk to cross the street you felt his grip upon your wrist. He pulled you inside the pavement & kissed your dry cold lips. His other hand supported your back, pressing you closer. He broke the kiss and whispered "sorry! I couldn't wait any longer" .
You buried your head in his broad chest hiding your face in embarrassment. Letting out a deep sigh he chinned up your face locking his eyes on yours and leaned a bit forward. You backed while he paused sensing your uneasiness. "Let's get you home" he spoke and nibbled your earlobes making you twitch. His fingers interlaced yours as he dragged you along the street. As soon as he entered the alley headed to your apartment he switched positions with you placing his hand on your waist.
『 Part 3 』
The elevator door opened to the intended floor. You stepped out and unlocked the door. You rushed inside as he swiftly closed the door without making a sound leaning against it. He grabbed you by your belly pulling you closer locking you in his embrace. He brushed his nose against your neckline making you gasp. He smelt your aroma that has been driving him crazy since his little playtime in the bathroom of cafeteria. Without much delay he started to plant kisses upon your neck as his hands started to unbutton your shirt. Little did he unbutton the last one his hands went under your skirt making you squeal. You looked at him while his eyes desperately searched for something, quite desperately.
Picking up the cue you pointed towards your room and said, "that one". His movements stopped for a bit as his eyes met yours. Now, one of his hands circled around your shoulders and the other around your stomach while he maintained the gaze with you. "How are you so perfect!" he mumbled. You couldn't help but gave in to the temptation of tasting his lip. As you leaned, he scooped you into his arm. "put your arms around me" he ordered. As you did he face lit up with a smirk exclaiming "now ! do what you wanted to do, dear" ; you immediately buried your lips into his. He carried you to the bedroom and threw on the bed breaking the kiss. He undressed you leaving your upper body buck naked at his display. Loosening his tie he asked "do you mind?" . You placed your hands infront of him. As he finished his knot he leaned with an intent of kissing you but changed his course half-way sucking your nipples. You moaned in pain. "Yes baby! Be loud for me" he spoke as he rested himself upon you forcing you to lay on bed.
He hovered over you , whispering "stay still for me 'kay!" he took your hard nipple into his mouth,a hand reaching the other one. His oral acts continued providing you bites and occasional sucking. As he picked up your restless suppressing squeals he spoke,"Try to be still & would you be a little loud, please?" He paused to take a look at you while you were catching your breath. Quick inhales followed with your low whimpers as you tried to cover up your face with your palms. He stopped you mid way taking your cuffed hands aligning around his neck resulting his face closer to yours. "Now,why would I miss your pretty face while working so hard to be in you!" he exclaimed with a low quick chuckle. To hide your blush you kissed softly on cheeks to which he smiled in amusement. "Is that all you can do?"and you flinched feeling his two set of fingers inside your juicy hole. He started kissing you; this time shoving his tongue into your mouth while his hands started to stroke your inner folds in circles. He pulled out letting you take a breath while you abruptly rushed to his neckline pressing him close to you. You sinked your teeth upon his neck biting; getting a soft groan into your ears. Your body burnt at his response realizing that you could please him too. But he swiftly switched the gears sensing your courage to step up for taking the lead. He got out of your hold , grinning as he proceeded down trailing soft sucks along your nakedness.
You adjusted your hands above your head as he made his way trailing kisses along around your feminity. He paused and looked at you. He pulled the underwear along with the skirt. With a final look he buried his face into your wet cunt. He started with slow bites with his incisors. You started to get used to his movements and approach yet he bit your inner thighs making you groan. "Don't hold back! I wanna hear you" he said as he started licking slowly with a rhythm. His tongue continued to lap around your cunt switching between soft sucks and low broad licks. It made you arc your body as you bit your lips trying to control the moans. He slided two of his fingers again, making you excruciatingly audible. "I - I- 'mmm clo-se" you mewled. He quickly unzipped his pants and glided his hands on his member. Hovering over you, he rubbed his throbbing member which was already coated with precum. "You look amazing, y/n" , he exclaimed gawking at your sweaty body that glimmered in the faint moonlight perforating through the slitted curtains.
He pushed inside his hard member into your weeping cunt. Your walls clenched him making him let out a low groan as he started to thrust slowly."still,so tight! God" , his movements set a ablaze your body on fire. The tip perfectly hit the spot providing a burning sensation. He grabbed your throat and started to quicken his pace. As you became louder, boobs bobbing at his rhythm, his other hand pressed your belly button making you squeal so much that tears settled at the corner of your eyes.
"SOOO goood" he coos biting his lip; eyes never leaving your flustered glistening face, not even once. "I'm gonna cum but-" he spoke as he kneaded one of your flesh. He dropped his pace suddenly making you whimper with disappointment. He leaned over you to kiss your parted lips and quickly switched into your neck, biting and sucking in bits & pieces. You wrapped your cuffed hands around his shoulders and started to bite his neck. He twitched in pain as he felt your walls clenching again, begging for attention. He bit you hard enough to leave a mark around your neck. You could feel it as his breath felt cold on that area covered with his saliva. He proceeded towards your boobs, sucking and licking your bud making you moan so much that you grabbed his face pulling him into a kiss. He grinned sensing your aches by your gestures. He softly kissed your cheek before he started to thrust again. His hands rested along your face, maintaining eye contact with you. You wanted to look at him, at his face when he would fill you up. But he released without warning making you shut your eyes as you bit your lip. You bit it quite hard as little blood spilled from your lips. He noticed it. Still being inside you he softly licked your lips, paused a bit and sucked your wound easing your aching nerves. "Even your blood tastes sweet", he added.
『 Part 4 』
He untied the knot as he rolled over so you could take a breath. Both panting and catching breath the room never felt so hot before. You grazed your fingers on your neckline, boobs where it hurt the most letting out a low screech. He got out of the bed to wrap a towel. He noticed how your wrists were a bit bruised. He made you sit by grabbing onto your palms, pulling you into the posture. He kissed your discolored zone and wrapped the messy bed sheet around you, hiding most of your marks. "I've something for you" he said to which you replied "still?" letting out a cough. He felt a bit remorse for getting carried away in the heat. His face painted with guilt made you giggle. He placed on a pendant around your neck perfectly aligning with your cleavage. He clustered your hair to a side and softly kissing your shoulder. "What's this about?" you enquired being clueless about his actions. "Can't you tell? Why do you think i marked all over you?—
"Okay ! I get it " you interrupted " no need to get angry, Wakasa"
"I'm not angry" he spoke softly.
"Right ! Except the fact that your face suggest so" you exclaimed pointing towards the mirror. He gazed and immediately looked at you. While you stared into the mirror his lustrous eyes fixated on you. "Stop staring like that" you said looking away from his field of vision. He plopped his head onto your lap and laughed at your feeble protest. Your hands dived into his fluffy hair adoring his face. You stared for a while. "What?" he asked. "Nothing! I always wanted to do that" you replied "maybe next time" he spoke as he kissed your palm taking the other one ; your hand still buried amongst his thick & fuzzy hair. "Wanna get cleaned up?" he asked. "Okay." You assured. He jumped out of the bed. As you tried to stand up you felt a massive ache at your lower belly. "What's wrong?" he asked providing a leverage by your back. "Just tired" ,you scoffed. He took you in his arms and carried you towards the bathroom. You circled your nails around his nipples earning his rapt attention. "Still,a second stomach!" he remarked. You palmed your cheeks producing the utmost pleasing tone as you possibly could," Hawwwe! Noooo wayyyyyy!". Both of your giggles muzzled as you two entered the bathroom magnifying the merriment.
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blueparadis · 3 years ago
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❝How they eat you out?❞ + Demon Slayer :: [ Tengen,Sanemi,Obanai,Giyuu, Kyoujiro,Akaza,Doma, Yorichii]
+CWs: afab-reader, f-receiving, f-oral,cunnilingus, fingering, squirting, cum eating, face sitting, overstimulation, praising, bodyworship, edging.
+. tap here to browse my works.
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๑Tengen: Its game for him. "So, how long do you think it'll take me to make you cum...huh baby?",he exclaims while his breath hits your folds providing a tingling sensation. He likes to take his time with you, teasing you, testing your patience. He'll leave dry kisses on your inner thighs while running his long fingers onto the other; falling sweet moans from his lips. And if you're being too restless, he'll hook his buffy muscular arms around your thighs, licking your cunt at intervals. "Awwh! Baby,is it too hard to breathe?",he asks as he watches your lower belly heave up and down at a rough pace.
๑Sanemi: Sanemi doesn't have the time to talk. He's busy with your pretty pussy, placing open mouthed kisses on your folds. He is such a messy eater; grabbing your ass cheeks he starts to suck your entrance and sometimes he just lets his tongue run wild nudging your spot making you whimper, making you roll your eyes out. "Ahhh yes! Just like that",you praise and he sucks you like a starved caveman.
๑Obanai: "Tsk,stop moving so much!",he exclaims tartly flicking your palm away from his head. As much as you want to caresses his hair while he eats you out,he would hate it that much. Obanai is a merciless eater. If you're being too restless,bucking your hips to let the pleasure perforate your gummy walls,he would grab your wrists pulling up to your ass cheeks to make you stay in position. "If you move one more inch, I'll not let you cum!",he adds kissing your inner thighs , placing sloppy kisses over your outer folds. "So,behave until I let you cum!",he warns before using his teeth.
๑Giyuu: Giyuu guides your toned legs around his nape as he sets his grasp in your ass cheeks. He slightly pulls you up for better access before pushing his tounge all the way, tasting your juices, licking your gummy walls, making a moaning mess out of you. He is not a patient one but not a rash one either. He pulls out to take a breather before getting pussy drunk again. He loves the way you moan under his touches.
๑Kyojuro: Kyoujiro is soft dom so he'll just start by placing wet kisses from your ankles,along your calf-muscles slowing caving into your cunt. He is such a patient eater. He'll play with your elastic of the pants sucking your lips, saying,"Ready babe?" You simply nod to which he smirks a little pushing your panty to a side, inserting his fingers while licking your inner folds. "So pretty!",he mumbles making you drown in embarassment.
๑Akaza: Akaza is so eager to please you. He burries his face in between your thighs while you gently pat his head. Sometimes he gets carried away, marking your inner thighs and when he realises it,he would look upto you,nose and mouth slick wet from your juices. "It's okay 'kaza",you manage to mumble throwing back your head as he grips your thighs going for another round.
๑Doma: "You can give me one more can't you pretty?",he cooes after watching your fluid stain the bedsheets. He doesn't give you time to answer. He presses your clit with his thumb rubbing circles as you bite your lips harshly, begging him to stop. But he doesn't want to,he wants to make you cum just — one — more — time. He grabs your waist as he sucks your bud, rashly lapping his tongue over your inner folds. "Mmghh — gonna cum!",you mewl but he stops making you gasp out of breath, vision going hazy as he unzips his pants.
๑Yoriichi: Yorichii loves to have you sit on his face. He wants you to straddle him,his lips with your puffy folds. You moan out shamlessly as he sucks your folds as you rigger your pussy over his swollen lips. "You've such a pretty pussy!",he praises streching your folds making you shut your eyes out as he nudges your folds with the tip of his tongue occasionally. And once he's down tasting your juices,he squeezes your ass cheeks placing kisses over your inner thighs. If you try to move ,buck away from his face,he remarks,"sit the back down!", numbing your senses, making you weak om your knees again.
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blueparadis · 3 years ago
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❝ SWEET TOOTH ❞ + TENGEN UZUI
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+CWs : afab-reader,modern au,pornstar au, cafe staff reader,fluff, strangers to fwb to affectionate partners, mutual pinning,indication of open relationship,a/b/o dynamic, alpha!tengen (recessive), pornstar tengen, sub tengen, omega reader, switch reader,domish reader, power play, sub-dom dynamics, roleplay, heat cycles, branding, imprinting, edging, use of pet names,mind break, exhibitionism, praise, teasing, cunnilingus, f-oral, m-oral, blow-job, unprotected sex, knotting & bonding, use of cock ring, overstimulation,consensual sex-recording, creampie, bodyworship & aftercare. +wc : 3k +type : oneshot | tap here to view more.
+. SYNOPSIS : Pornstar Tengen Uzui got a crush on a girl,so he decides to pave her way in his world.
+. NOTES : this is a part of streamers collab hosted by beloved Eris (@touyaphoria )
Busy streets, bubbling chatters, breezy days yet your heart sank at the thought of working on extra shifts. Being around people was never exhausting for you rather you enjoyed working here, where every day you could see a new face. Perhaps it was you who was worried about your pheromones since your heat cycle is going on. It wouldn't have been a problem because dominant omegas can control themselves during the heat but who could ever have the potential to deny an alpha.
As the thoughts kept lingering in your mind you served meals from table to table, greeting people with a warm smile until a man, who was sitting in the utmost corner of the cafe caught your eye. He was sitting bluntly, staring at the menu card playing with chicle gum. You walked up to him to help him, he seemed distressed but you didn't think of the possibility of meeting an alpha when you're on your cycle. It sublimed from your mind.
“Sir, may I have your order please?”, you enquired and a pair of dark scarlet eyes shifted on you. He had the most lustrous eyes. Even a person like you, who doesn't acknowledge people easily gazed at him a little longer than you should; he did too. You cleared your throat making him aware of his gawking gaze earning a low pout from him. “I - I want something sweet”, he mumbled locking his arms into his chest. You couldn't hold yourself from giggling.
Instead of embarrassing him out, you bit the inner walls off your cherry-tainted lips exclaiming, “Okay Sir but I need you to be more precise than that...” He puts his index finger on a random menu under the highlight ‘milkshake’ while his bubble gum burst with a pop. Without hovering over the table, you waited for a while and took the menu card saying, “cold coffee”. He nodded. It was too much. You immediately turned around exclaiming, “coming right up”
“Hey”, a bold voice halted your steps. “Could you make it two please?”, he asks and you tilt your face slightly giving him a nod. As you entered the kitchen, away from his stares you exhaled out deeply cursing yourself to be such a heated mess. You couldn't calm yourself, it felt like your heart was about to jump out of your chest. After preparing his order you gathered yourself a bit to interact with this charming alpha again.
“here!”, you said keeping two glasses of cold coffee on the table. As you were about to leave he asked you to stop but you didn't. So, a firm hold grabbed your wrist. As you turned around he immediately released his hold. “Sorry, I — I didn't mean to…to do that…", he said apologetically. “Enjoy your— no no one's for you”, he cut you off gaining a surprising raised eyebrows from you. You would have declined it immediately. First, it was against the rules and secondly, you had to work late.
But it's almost closing hours and you wanted to explore him a little more. “so, you're treating me now?”, you replied tartly making yourself comfortable on the opposite seat. He didn't speak instead he started to enjoy the cold coffee. Your lips curled up at the corner as you did the same. “How long have you been working here?”, he asked with an exhaustive tone, melting on the table. His buffy arms covered his beautiful face yet his eyes still looked at you for waiting for an answer. “Uhh yes almost more than a year ”, you exclaimed in a low voice and he hummed in response.
His eyelids barely kept up, it was dropping occasionally. Few hair strands fell over his eyes. You really shouldn't expose yourself like that, to an alpha who's about to enter in his heat. But at that moment you wanted to touch his smooth hair and you did. Tucking his hair behind his earlobes you brushed your fingers against his cheeks. He sprung up in surprise eyes widened focusing on you. Probably it was his instinct, he rose for the chair, eyebrows grew closer and he immediately left the place. “So much for treating me!”, you pondered. You noticed his disappointed fading footsteps yet his burning red ears told otherwise.
After he left you noticed that he left his wallet. You were about to submit it to the lost & left counter but curiosity took the best of you. A few credit cards, and a visiting card. It read “Tengen Uzui, your favorite lustrous pornstar” You scoffed thinking about how he see himself or was seen by others. It had some contact information but it would be too audacious of you to use it just to return his wallet. Besides, you're well versed with patience, unlike most omegas. Days passed, he didn't visit. It's not like you missed him but you didn't want him to have such a strange memory of you and hence you craved for his presence, his scent.
He walked into your cafe, dressed in a black suit, hair neatly jelled backward after two weeks. You were in his blind spot so you eagerly watched how his eyes scanned all around the place, searching for something. Another staff attended him but he was gesturing, describing someone. It couldn't be you surely unless he is here to complain which would be a lame-ass move. Breaking your thoughts someone called you out and let you know that Mr.Tengen wants to talk to you. As you walked up to the counter you noticed his broad stature, hands rested over the table.
“There you are … I forgot to tell that day, that you've—you slide his wallet pausing his serotonin talk. He didn't check but judging from your silence he understood that you did. He throws his head down chuckling like a boy saying, “So...?” “Yeah what? What on earth do you expect me to do ... fulfill your fantasies... listen to your blabbering that how people are just in it for sex, how lonely you're”, head collapsing with thoughts yet all you could say was a yes with a beam. And his next set of words took your breath away, never in your life, you wanted to abide by an alpha's words before.
“I've been watching you, for months I guess but that cold coffee was my first visit. So, I was thinking hmm … he clears his throat hands folding into his broad chest inhaling deeply he continues, “that … that how you'd be perfect for my next roleplay stream” He let out a sigh of relief and all you could do is to respond with a “Huh?” He did not just say that out loud right amidst all these hubbubs. Even though no one bothered to listen all the background noise seem to fade. “I'm taking a short break Mitsuri.”, you yelled and dragged the man into the back alley of the cafe disappearing through the backdoor.
Tapping your heels rashly you demanded a proper explanation while Uzui was constantly checking his watch, occasionally meeting your eyes. “You can't just ask someone like that and why it has to be me? Why not someone from your line of work.” He was already so nervous and now more than ever when you didn't stop showering questions at him. “Eh? Isn't that obvious? I like you.” and your jaw dropped at his straightforward confession as you scoffed thinking is he really an alpha? An alpha never bows to anyone, they chase.
“so it's a yes right?”, he yelled as you walked past him. You need time to think but according to him, what is there to think? He kept talking that how it's safe and will be a premium range stream, this & that. Turning around you walked up to him earning a pause. You grabbed his tie pulling him closer to your face kissing him on his cheeks whispering, “I need time sweetheart, time to think.” Tengen was impressed how you didn't tip-toed to kiss him like his other omega subs. He nodded saying, “Yeah, of course here is my contact number: FUCK I CAN'T DO THIS RIGHT NOW!”, he yells and then the obvious happened.
He pressed you against the wall, his broad grips curling around your waist while yours roamed over his nape as he continued to pepper kisses all over your chest. He shoved one of his legs in between yours as you pulled him closer by grabbing onto his collar sucking his soft sweet-scented lips. He breaks the kissing moving onto your pulse point sucking, digging his teeth as you guided his hands under your shirt over your boobs. “I knew you'd be perfect.”, he whispers giving a firm squeez as he rests his head on the cave of your shoulders. “Sorry”, he mumbles and you started to cough.
He held you by the valley of your waist as you tried to calm down, breathing heavily. “Geez so kind of— to mark me just before your heat cycle”, he flinches at your tone. You noticed how wary he was of his pheromones as he maintained a stoic expression yet the way he gently supported you, aided you spoke of his kindness.
“Ah I hate this", a thought seemed to pile up at the back of your head but now you need him to calm down, to stop his exploding pheromones soaking yours. So, you palmed his face rubbing circles with your thumb you whispered, “It's all right Uzui, calm down... I know you're a recessive alpha”, a low grunt reached your ears as you said, “You don't have to be the lustrous Pornstar you know!” with a smile.
And then a day passed. He was waiting outside the cafe for you leaning against his car holding a fuming cigarette in between his hands. He ran his fingers over his forehead saying, “I'm so fucking tired today” “That's better”, you said sitting on the front seat as he locked his side. “Umm How so?", he enquires putting his seat belt to which you replied, “You'll see” he hums. You lean towards him pecking on his cheek ordering, “Now start the car!”He doesn't. He lowers his head chuckling covering his face with his palms. A deep breath and he says, “You should warn me before doing such things...” ; turns out he lives close by.
The room was neat, organized and you were almost impressed, almost. “Did you do all these?”, you squealed with excitement but he conveyed that the credit belonged to one of his subs. You didn't press him further. It's a sensitive matter. He was standing behind you; you knew if you turned around he would immediately throw you into the bed placing kisses all over you. You didn't want that, you wanted to ruin him.
He handed you a packet, probably had some props. “I'll wait,” he said. He was about to leave the room but you said he didn't have to. Within a few moments you two would be buck naked, skin rubbing against each other, soaking in each other's heat so what's the point of being such a gentleman? He watched you as you changed your dress into a lacy set with a mask. Being so threatened by your beauty, he lit another cigarette. You noticed there were few sex toys and that cute cock ring caught your eye.
A devious grin laced your lips while Suzuki made himself comfortable on the bed.“You're smoking too much”, you complained being seated on his lap, unbuckling his belt. You took the cigarette from him and held it in between your teeth as you started to unfurl his tie.
Of course, he didn't resist, he was tired: lucky you, you don't get sucked up in an alpha's raw heat. Even a recessive alpha is feral in his heat and it made you wonder what made him so serene, was it you? “It's a shame that you can't see my face!”, you whispered taking his cock out of his pants discarding the cigarette. He hissed, hands rested on the mattress for support as you leaned for a suck.
“Ready?”, you ask he nods like an eager kid ready to play with his new toy. The first suck made him groan, quiver his legs as he propped on his elbow throwing his head backward as you ran a lap of the tongue along its side. You continued to suck him with occasional strokes and his cock sprung up straight on his lower belly. He leaned forward, breaths unsteady, and taking up the cue you kissed him stroking his cock.
White spurs of precum spilled your hands as he breaks the kiss. You took the cock ring and clipped it around his balls you started to suck again. Now, his hands clenched the bedsheets as you sucked the soul out of him. “Gawd, stop, please... I'm gonna cum ...stop it hurts...”, he could barely speak but you didn't pay any heed rather you stopped sucking recognizing his first orgasm.
You guided his hands around your waist as you kissed him, sucking his lips breaking them with a bite on his lower lip. He was licking his lips constantly, hands reaching onto your lacy pants. “Aren't you an eager one?”, you said closing the gap. He hooked his buffy hands around your plush thighs. Removing the cloth he started to kiss your slick wet folds, his nose nudging your bud making you moan louder than him. “ummhgh you tastes so good.”, his breath hitting your clit as he sucks your bud.
Eyes rolling white, threatening your sanity as you tried to keep your moans down exploiting your lower lip harshly in between your teeth. You swayed away from his mouth, leaving him hungry. Grabbing his cock, tapping onto the entrance you exclaimed, “What a mess you've made...”, as white strings came along as you pulled away. Unclipping the cock rock you sat on his lap. He guided you as he pushed his cock into your juicy gaping hole. His grip on your arms as he pushed a little hard-gained an agonizing moan.
A little movement and it burnt your sweet spot sending euphoric sparks. He is still half-dressed, chest glistening in sweat tie still curled around the nape. He removes your mask and you immediately bury your face into his chest. It's not the cameras, it's embarrassed by looking in the eye right after having him crumble like a sandcastle after a dash of your dominant omega's heat. Tengen couldn't help but started giggling. His cock clenched by your gummy walls as he lovingly wrapped you amongst his arms. “Don't worry there are no cameras today”
You sprung up yelling, “what?”, cheeks burning red as conveyed it's just a test run giving you an amused pout. You complained why on earth he didn't bother to tell you this earlier. To be honest, he wanted to but you were so eager that he couldn't just kill your excitement.“ don't worry baby girl, we can have another round” he said swiftly slipping you underneath him.
He started to push his fat cock in and out slowly, hands rested alongside your face as he coos, “Now I can finally see your pretty face” and kissed you before you could respond. It wasn't just a ‘test run’, it was affection flowing through his veins. You regretted everything that has happened till now. And before you drown in guilt you took the phone from the table.
Jerky hands, rough movements, and moans were recorded as you placed it on the table accessing both of your frames, well most of it. He didn't react to your impulsivity rather he unhooked your bra having a view of your bare beauty. “God, you're so beautiful”, he praises before starting to suck onto your perked nipples. Hands slip underneath you for a better grip while yours curls around his nape.
Taking your nipple in mouth he starts to thrust harder, deeper rusting your senses earning a trail of moans. He groans as you lock your legs around his hips. The tip of his cock hits your sweet spot so much that it burnt, aching walls clenching around him. “It hurts...it hurts,zui—it hurts — pull it out...pull it out”, you scream eyes welling up with tears.
He pauses but you're so fidgety and restless that he holds your wrists keeping you in position. “I just knotted you... it's gonna hurt more if I pull it out”, he slips in making you almost snap but he rolls over the bed having you on top of him, easing the pain a little.
You heavily pant, eyes looking at the camera shutter and then back to him. You start to bounce on his cock guiding his hands around your waist. “oh fuck...fucck”, you scream thrusting harder, quicker with deep strokes, boobs bobbing at rhythm. “you're clenching me so much I'll cum—if you clench me like that baby”, he speaks and next moment spurs of white fluid coat your gummy walls.
You tried to pull out but he lock you in your embrace saying, “Do you mind if I stay like this for a while?”, he asks to huff and hissing. He throws himself over his body, saying, “no I don't” he turns off the phone recorder. He props up, having you on his lap taking your hands, and kissing. It made you nervous. You didn't sign up for this, for this unfamiliar affection.
You buried your face into his broad shoulders avoid his gaze saying, “I'm hungry. Feed me.” His face being close to your ears made you press your ears as he spoke, “We should get cleaned up first.”
“No!” — “we aren't getting cleaned” — “one of us is” you protested.
“I can order food and meanwhile you should get cleaned and I shall help you with that”, he replies. His face his stern. It gave you chills for a moment but eventually you agreed. He pulled out his cock, mixed cum dripping from your cunt as he watched you drowning in embarrassment.
“Woah”, he exclaimed scooping you so easily into his arms heading towards the bathroom. “what's with that face?", he asked noticing your pout.“I'm still mad that you're gonna fuck me again", you mumbled to which he cackled and whispered into your ears, “That's a lie” and pressing a long kiss on your forehead and he was not wrong you thought curling your hands around his neck to pull him into a kiss.
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blueparadis · 3 years ago
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❝ TASTE LIKE STRAWBERRIES ❞ + AIZAWA SHOUTA
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+. CWs : gn-reader, established relationship,sloppy kisses, bodyworship,fluff scenario, soft smut, mild branding, sub-dom dynamics. wc : 0.85k | tap here to view more.
+. NOTES :This is for @kozumaki via love letters collab hosted by @httptamaki .
+. SYNOPSIS : Nothing more relaxes Aizawa than to have you amongst his arms,warm ,soft and have that familiar scent of yours rusting his senses.
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The first thing Aizawa does when he comes back home after a long tiring day is to check if you're there, waiting. On most days he finds you perfectly cooped up in his chair, immersed in a book or just simply scrolling through your phone. but today, when his eyes searched for you just out of habit, to his dismal you weren't there.
He loosens his tie and sits in his chair 'cause on most days it was occupied by you. He thinks back that how regularly you have always been there for him that he forgot that you had a life too, a life outside busy playing housewife. Shouta cups his face with a huge sigh thinking whether to text you or just check on eri and go to sleep.
Right when the latter sediments, Aizawa is almost convinced that he would be like most other guys who respect their personal space a soft warm palm rests on his thighs.
He shoots up glare and finds none other than Eri, dressed in casual clothes holding a bunch of candies in her hands. She extends her hands towards Aiwaza and for the first time in a lifetime your eyes are blessed with his smile; not the one that he rubs off as a basic courtesy,
but the one that you saw when you said he looked good in black, the one when you said you liked him a lot and when you said you hated strawberries and it would never end. He takes one of those candies saying, "Eri-chan I love strawberries, where did you get these ?" while eri points out towards you. Aizawa scoops Eri onto his lap looking in your way.
"how long have you been here?",he asks with a minimum audible voice trying to hide his boiling urge hold you amongst his arms and never let you go from his sight.
"not that long but I was with eri since she woke up from sleep", you exclaimed taking a sleepy Eri into your arms and continuing, "I'll be right back when I tuck her in bed" and you vanished from his sight. Such an eyesore you are for taking care of Eri and not him.
Aizawa throws back his head, relaxing yet he felt his cock twitching thinking about how your fingers grazed his sturdy palms while taking Eri. "Damn, how long has it been I - his trail of thought ends as your quick footsteps became louder.
As you lean against the doorframe, he flicks his fingers in a rhythm calling you, closer to him being seated with slightly stretched legs. And as you did, when you were in his close quarters he grabs your hand pulling you onto his lap, carefully placing a hand around your back so that you don't hurt yourself by the hand rest. You shut your eyes in a reflex yet...
"Look at me. Open your eyes babe.", he whispers as he tucks a few hair strands behind your warm earlobes. He runs his fingers along your neckline, then holding your hands and finally filling the gaps in between your palms; and he places a soft kiss at the back of your palm saying, "I've missed you so much"
"What do you mean, i - he chins your face in his direction kissing at the corner of your lips saying, "No, I've missed you" and a warm rush of embarrassment runs through your cheeks. His eyes fixate as you part your lips to speak and instead of shutting you with a kiss, he buries his lips along your neckline making you gasp, shut your eyes as you mumble, "Eri - she's
and he pulls back exclaiming with a bubbling amusement, "Oh god! we're so out of practice." while your breathing relaxes, completing your thought, "Eri, she's still not asleep"
"Don't worry she'll be", he comments staring at his wristwatch and again shifting his eyes upon you at the very next moment whispering, "So, please keep your voice down"
He sucks your bottom lip letting you breathe in before he slips his tongue licking your strawberry-scented lips. He takes you in his arms swiftly without breaking the flow as you curl up your hands around his nape while heading towards the bed.
"strawberries do taste good", he mumbles pulling out of the kiss making you beam.
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blueparadis · 3 years ago
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𝟏:𝟎𝟖 𝐀.𝐌. | 𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞
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Ꮚ cw — fluff, comfort, implied poly relationship, explicit kissing, bodyworship, she/her pronouns; Ꮚ wc — 0.5k;
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“Hey! Relax. It's gonna be fine.”
Kokonoi's voice is soft like dewdrops gleaming on petals. He notices your eyes that are far away, somewhere not here. Your eyes linger through the windowpane that's hazy.
You try to swallow your fear yet it upsurges through the cracks of your skin, burning your senses. Your breathing is irregular, erratic as if a tornado wrecked the forlorn boat.
Kokonoi's eyes lurk over your erupting restlessness. He ponders how can he help you? how can a moth fight with flame? He takes your loose hands and intertwines his fingers within yours.
Your half-lidded eyes shifting over him, then on to your palm which is in his. Sucking a short gasp you realize his worriedness, his kind presence. You swallow your shock of his weakness for you as you sink within your pool of conflicts.
The only noise that could be heard was raindrops splattering on the car. It's lavish and cozy; he is just holding your soft shaking palms sitting beside you yet not so close. Your grip grows harder as you drown in sadness.
Kokonoi doesn't. His calloused fingers are loose amongst yours. “Oh dear!”, he mumbles gaining your attention. “what?”, you blurt out of reflex. He tightens his grip this time dashing his lips into yours.
He is gentle, slowly guiding your arm around his shoulder to curl his hand around the valley of your waist. As he does, your lips still in his while you exhale a long breath. Loosening his lips a little, sucking your upper lips leisurely followed by a bite onto your lower lip.
The moment he pulls away you rest your head against the cave of his shoulders. He unzips your dress, his cold palms brushing your burning skin, rubbing your back. “Haji...”, you mumble as he coos, “hmm...”
You gaze up to him watching his dark orbs, glistening lips while he takes your hand still interlaced with his, kissing at the back of your palm. You couldn't help but wonder how cruel of you it would be to burn his wings of solace,to part with him.
You place a peck on his cheeks staying a little longer inhaling sharply holding your tears. Kokonoi cups your face with his cold hands immediately rubbing circles on your heated cheeks.
“his hands are so cold. Just how worried is he about me?”, a thought swirls in your mushy mind. He soaks away all your sadness in his—kissing on your forehead, holding you in his embrace as if you would sublime.
“I’m here. —he pauses as your lips shake a bit — “I’m here to take care of you”, he mutters. Your eyes swell in surprise to which he asks, “What? You didn't know?”; his eyebrows becoming congested. “uhhhh...”, was all you could reply.
Inui slides down the small window juncture between the chauffeur's zone and the backseat yelling with disappointment “Coco, you have to tell, I repeat: tell her that you love her”; and before any two of you could react he tartly says, “And Coco don't try to be smart by saying - ‘Inupi loves you!’ ”
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blueparadis · 3 years ago
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❝ YOU’RE SIRED NOW ❞ + UZUI TENGEN
+. CWs : afab-reader, modern au, explicit sexual themes, use of pet-names, praising,teasing overstimulation, f-oral & m-oral, nipple play, daddy kink, foreplay, sloppy kisses, bodyworship, manhandle, sub-dom dynamics, powerplay, sub-reader, exhibitionism, cunnilingus, oral activities, begging ; headcanons + scenarios about dom Tengen; wc ~ 0.8k
+. NOTES: *sighs tengen brainrot isn't curable anymore tap here to view my works.
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Mean-dom Tengen Uzui
Mean dom Tengen is witty, talktive & teasy. He won't hesitate to pull you in that lonely corridor just to suck your lips making you go breathless as he grips your hands above your hand while the other slips under your top. And god forbid you to dare to wear the favorite lacy bra that he bought you. “You know how to summon a devil, angel!”, he teases as he squeezes your boobs, face inches apart from yours, eyes fixated on your moaning melody.
Mean dom Tengen is so swift having you, his angel in his embrace when someone passes by. You could bet you didn't catch someone's footsteps but right in the impulse of the moment, when you're about to hit your vivid heat, he pulls out his fingers from your dripping pussy, laced with your juices saying, “Um–Uh don't want anyone else to see you like this angel!” you're just too burnt out to protest and that makes a lot easier for him to curl his buffy hands around your heated body.
Hard-dom Tengen Uzui
Hard-dom Tengen is reserved, observative, and knife. He would watch you, your exposed skin meticulously until the last clothing hits the floor. “Now touch yourself”, he orders yet he doesn't even move a muscle. The only movement that can be seen is his legs growing apart while his eyes watch your hands roaming all over your body, your soft palms reaching down to your feminity. “Did daddy tell you to masturbate?”, he with a bold whisper leaving his seat, taking a circular lap around you; And he when he pauses standing behind you, hands squeezing your waistlines while he slightly spreads your legs with his, just to show you how wet you're.
Hard-dom Tengen doesn't let you cum until you he makes a moaning mess out of you; aching muscles, burning nerves as he stops his movements when the orgasmic euphoria is just at the tip of your tongue. He would gently caress your face, skimming through your hair whispering, “Do you think you can take one more, um— baby girl?”, as he rubs your lips with his juicy fingers, quite roughly to feel your hard breathing.
Service dom Tengen Uzui
Service dom Tengen wants you to sit pretty in pink, dressed like a doll, his fuck doll to play with: to mark you. “Just stay still, ’kay bay-bie!”, he coos jocking down a little clamping his hands around your upper arms to pause your erupting restlessness. At first, he starts slow, rubbing his cheeks against yours, humming; gradually firming his grip around your arms. “Why are you so restless, baby?”, he whispers before dashing his lips onto yours. He sucks your lips mercilessly making you moan gasping for breath until you bite his lips to make him pause.“Had a bad day? Well, lemme help”‚he suggests effortlessly taking you in his lap.
Service dom Tengen studies you staring straight into your eyes while his hands rub your bareback gently. Your bra comes undone as his ruby pupils watch your perked nipples greedily. Ge teases a little saying that he can turn you on just by pressing your pressure points. And just when you're pouting just to mask your embarrassment, his lips clamp to your boobs, tongue circling your hard nipples, sucking with ease before ending with a bite. “let me hear you—he whispers; pausing: peppering soft kisses over your chest, neckline, underneath those cold earlobes — and when you moan out of relaxation he watches you direly as you arch in euphoric shots of pleasure.
Pleasure dom Tengen Uzui
Pleasure dom Tengen wants you seated on his lap, your slim legs hanging down his thighs as he rubs your clit sensually, slowly. His other hand casually rests on the backrest of the chair yet not long when he loosens his tie when you look at him, gasping. He guides your hands on his broad shoulders while he slips his hands into your panties. He rubs your feminity with patience watching you moan, feeling your pleasure onto his shoulders when you grip a little too hard making him twitch. And in the heat of impulsivity, he kisses you back when you cup his face sinking your lips to his.
Pleasure dom Tengen hums, groans especially while sucking your lips. He grabs you by your waist pulling you closer as if you weren't already making you twitch as he pulls out before the final suck. And when you're lost in his lustrous eyes head all mushy he pushes his fingers into your hole. You jolt lowering your head against his neck but he curls his arm to provide you leverage as he starts to push his finger in and out. “Please, please make it fast”, you beg to sink your head into his heaving chest but a click of the tongue reaches your ears. He adjusts you a little, clustering your hair, having your eyes on him before he sucks onto your pulse point; and as he does having you melt under his touch he pushes another set of fingers exploiting your folds whispering, “See...you can take it just fine, girl”
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blueparadis · 3 years ago
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━━━━━━━ ❝Taste of Victory ❞ ━━━━ ft. Kokonoi Hajime
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cw : afab-reader, explicit smut, pleasure dom Kokonoi, unprotected sex, soft sex, branding, f-oral m→f-receiving, edging, exhibitionism, semi-public sex, bodyworship, aftercare talks; precis: Biker Koko fucks you by making you sit on his bike and fucks you to give you a taste of victory; wc: 1k
tags : @shibuyawardnetwork @underratedcharactercorner
notes — this 🥂& my kokonoi Hajime brainrot isn't curable anymore.
TAP HERE TO BROWSE MY WORKS
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You were perfectly seated still while everyone was shouting in merriment, faces flooding with smiles since they won the bet. As much as you'd like to take part in their victory you can't seem to enjoy it because deep down your heart worries too much about him, about your boyfriend.
Kokonoi is reckless and impulsive especially when he's on his bike; there's a tempting hunger to win in his eyes. Even though such madness never haunted you, it sure made you go breathless as the first thing he does after crossing the ending line is to remove his helmet and kiss you in front of everyone. He loves to hear such joyous roars.
But today was different you couldn't just run into him asking for a kiss, even if you wanted you couldn't since you sprained your ankle last night. It was partly Kokonoi's fault but you couldn't just blame him away.
He approaches you with his bike and removes his helmet. “Let’s get out of here; I'm bored”, he mumbles to which you say, “Constant victory does that”, sitting on the bike legs along a single side. He chuckles, there's a hint of pride in it.
As you two reach the beach, he halts his bike at a secluded alley. The weather is subtle today, not too warm, not too cold perfect to walk on the shore. You jump from his bike and merrily walk towards the main road. “Constant victory does that huh?”,
Kokonoi roars as he pulls you pressing you against the wall. You swallow your breath before saying, but before you could say something he holds your chin kissing softly on your face, cheeks, corner of your lips.
He gestures to you to keep quiet, lightly pressing his body against yours as the people pass by. You both are barely noticeable yet he is cautious. He sucks his fingers while staring at you and slips under your skirt rubbing over your cloth. “Haji not her’— but he shuts you up with a kiss. One of his arms is rested over your head while the other keeps rubbing your feminity.
He doesn't try to tame you since he knows you can never deny him, his touch. “Hey! eyes on me!”, he whispers as he pushes the cloth aside lightly grazing your clit bud. “Haji”, you moan his name resting your head on his shoulders hands loosely hanging over his nape.
“What are you doing... touch me properly...”, you pant heavily with long exhales and inhale craving for more. Kokonoi takes his slick wet fingers coated with your juices and rubs them off your lips; you’re too swayed in his wild desires that you suck his fingers shutting your eyes out.
He curls his arm around your waist swiftly twirling you to place you on his bike. “Wait...wait”, you murmur taking deep long breaths resting your face and hands on his chest. His heartbeat is calm and serene and he chins up your face cooing, “You okay?”
Your lips part as he tucks in his finger at the elastic of your panties, slowly pulling it, and finally as it hits the ground, his slim calloused fingers stretch your legs. He unbuckles his belt taking his cock in his hand.
Kokonoi pumps his aroused cock gaining your earnest eyes as you lick your lips. “Eager aren't we?”, he says as you look at his t-shirt thinking of nothing but to get rid of it. You slip your hands under his top-earning a smirk from him but he guides his hands around his nape whispering, “Just hold onto me, ’kay baby?” and he pushes his cock inside you making you open your mouth open. Your grip becomes stronger as his arms curls along your waistline squeezing harshly.
“Ahh...AyH! Fuck you're so tight!”, he groans as he starts to move in and out slowly. Being seated on the bike, having his fat cock inside you as you hear his groans accompanied by heavy breathing. He starts to glide his cock with deep strokes burning your spot. Your vaginal nerves already seem to ache the way he firmly grips your ass cheeks and keeps thrusting.
“Ah, baby! You feel so good! Just so good”, he starts to blabber while your grip on his shoulders grows stronger. You stretch his shirt gaining access to his neckline trying to keep down your moans placing open-mouthed kisses. Kokonoi moans as you suck on his pulse point, he swiftly shifts you a little adjusted better to have your lips in his.
He pauses and kisses your lips followed by a bite on your lower lip. You look at him with doe eyes as he pulls out his cock pumping in front of you with deep strokes. You clamp your fingers around him around the reddened leaking tip. He groans loudly, not at all bothered about the place as spurs of white fuild shoot from his cock. He jerks his head vigorously sideways panting heavily exclaiming, “Baby, This is what victory tastes like”
You place a chaste kiss on his cheeks cooing, “Oh yeah? I'm a trophy for you then” Kononoi scoffs lightly, eyebrows congested as he hands a piece of clothing to clean up yourself. He’s standing beside you smiling like an idiot watching you intently.
You ask, “What?” to which he comes close to your face, and boldly whispers, “a slight flush of anger looks so good on you!”, placing a quick kiss and running away from your range. “Haji...”, you call to which he turns sticking out his tongue in an apologetic manner.
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blueparadis · 3 years ago
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❝ BAKED LOVE ❞ + TENGEN UZUI
+. CWs: afab-reader, sub-tengen, sub-dom dynamics, suggestive themes, switch reader, bodyworship, kisses, branding, competitive power play, m-oral, f-oral, fingering, use of pet-names; wc- 0.95k
+. notes: this is a part of not so tough now collab hosted by @h-shibas + tap here to browse my works.
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Humming a tune, busy in whisking the batter, ears jammed with headphones and hips moving at a rhythm as you took a quick look on the wall clock. 'Uzui should be here at any minute', you ponder as you get busy pouring the chocolate cake batter into the baking pan.
As you get back to the kitchen table a big firm wrap curls around you almost ripping your heart out of your chest. "Oh fuck I almost died", you blurt out panting heavily, calming your erupting senses still being in his embrace. The batter spilled a little onto both of your hands but not all your baked affection had gone to waste.
When Uzui comes home the first thing he does is to have a glimpse of you. he is not accustomed to not having you around after "work from home" ceased. He threw a lot of tantrums before agreeing to move out to a nearer place so that it would save him some time. But normally, anyone would agree but it takes a little while for him to get along. Why is that so?
He says he is fond of memories; good, bad, and sad - however it is, it belongs to him. "I'm so tired today", he mumbles with exhaustion letting out a deep exhale. You interlace your fingers with his letting his sink on your shoulders while you twirl quickly to face him.
His eyebrows became congested as you played with his fingers just to hold his board set of fingers in your comparatively little palm. You eyed him at the splotch of cake batter on the back end of his palm shifting his attention upon it. "When did that happen?", he adds with a tone of surprise continuing with an apologetic tone, "I'm sorry ... I didn't mean to-and he looks at the half-filled chocolate batter.
You stand on your tippy-toes, extend your hands towards him, wrap them around his nape, and bring him closer to your face. His hands rested on the kitchen table as you sucked onto his pulse point with your dry lips upon his neckline whispering, "Did I ever tell you how much I love your scent? this: your sweat mixed with that expensive perfume that I gave you, huh baby?"
He breaks away from your hold immediately stepping away a bit and it amazes you every damn time how he is so timid, so vulnerable for you. He says no one has made him so restless, too fragile to touch.
"I-I should go-go for a shower", he heads towards the bathroom loosening his tie. He exhales as you speak, "mind if I join?" He doesn't respond, He just halts and tilts his face angularly trying to venture you, "No? yes?" You burst out in laughter wondering how he is not at all afraid to let you smother him in your affection even if it would taint his heart with guilt. He always thinks out loud. Sometimes he blurts out in a room full of people saying, "Gosh I wanna kiss you so bad", just after your sweet speech. And he doesn't care about those judgmental little stares.
"Feeling better?", you ask rubbing his head with your towel as he remained perfectly seated on the bed wearing nothing just his bathrobe. "Yeah", he hums as you rest your hands on his shoulders. He takes your palms placing a trail of open-mouthed sucks while his other hand locks you in his embrace. "Uzui...", you mumble gaining his dark scarlet pupils on your digits. "hmmm?", he responds still having his lips on your wrist.
A momentary impulse of intimacy and you push him against the bed, sitting on top of him while his hands were spread apart. Crouching upon his figure you rub his lips staring into his eyes. "I can't take this, kiss me - kiss me please", he pleads but you're so drowned in his charms that you place a kiss on his forehead, then onto his eyes, and finally suck his bottom lip followed by a bite.
He immediately wraps you in his hold slipping his hands under your dress. He searches for your bra hook to which you whisper "who wears a bra at home?" . he smiles saying, "Just a habit, baby" with a wink making you pucker your lips inside to hold your giggle.
You sink beside him rolling on the bed while he jocks up resting his face on his arm along your body. You nuzzle his cheeks with the back of your palm saying, "Touch me" guiding his hands to your feminity. "Like this?", he asks rubbing your wet clit folds. "Umm-hmm", you coo shutting your eyes clenching the bed sheets arching your body as he pushes two sets of fingers into your hole.
He quickly places a pillow underneath your head, watching your breaths get heavier at every thrust. "How long has it been since I've watched her like this? Uzui ponders burying his lips onto yours taking all your whimpers into his mouth. He clicks his tongue before sliding his arm underneath your valley of the waist to get a firm hold.
You wrap your fingers around his nape as he quickens his pace, lips dancing on your neck while your teeth bite his. He moans out in pain as you pull away; strings of saliva lacing on the mark. "You look so beautiful today", he huffs as he feels a little gush of fluid on his hands. He sucks his slick wet fingers watching you pant for a while, catching up your breath but he kisses you almost blocking your inhales. 'Ahh I can't wait to ruin her", he thinks slipping his other hand underneath you bringing you closer to his heated, sweaty body.
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blueparadis · 3 years ago
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❝Like a moth to the flame ❞
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+themes : erotica, romance, mystery, action, satire.
+pairing : Mafia Executive Wakasa x Spy afab-reader
+synopsis : Imaushi Wakasa, the mafia executive who gets his job done flawlessly with Benkei on his side encountered a lady; a girl that challenges him, makes him nervous, makes him act out but Wakasa sure isn't the person who would give in so easily.
+cw : afab-reader reader, fluff, co-workers to lovers, mutual pinning, mention of alcohol, drugs, cigarette and sex-workers, mature language, mention of blood, killing; sub-reader, sub-dom dynamics, hardom- wakasa, nipple-play, f-oral, m-oral, cunnilingus, f- receiving, hand!job,sex!talk, edging, overstimulation, delayed orgasm, orgasm denial, creampie, usage of sir , bdsm themes : mild bondage : blindfold, knotting; porn with plot, bodyworship. aftercare.
+wc : 2.5k
+type: oneshot | navigation links
{ Part I }
"Benkei, I'm going in"
"what! no no, wait. she-"
Wakasa hung up the call and as he enters the gallery; his senses were immediately rusted with moans muffled in smokes. Without wasting time, his eyes searched for the specific party. He remembered that Benkei told him that you were recruited as a newbie, a learner, so as to stay close to the staff, get most of the information out of them. It's been months he hasn't got a glimpse of you. Many sleepless nights passed deviating into dawn , all he did was to swallow the urge to visit the very brothel you were working; as a snitch for them,under his orders.
"I'm here for the fresh peach", he states but nervousness crept into him thinking, "what if it backfires, what if they know I'm not the one who booked her. Tsk! without Benkei, i wouldn't be able to fight them back" "sure this way, sir" the girl dressed in transparent clothing gave him a key of your room after staring at him at lengths for minutes.
"She has a what now? a fuck-room. I shouldn't have agreed to this but all i wanted to know that how much she would be able to handle. Shit", he knocks two times, waits for half a second and finally enters the room. He locks the room , keeping the key intact in the doorknob totally shocked at the lavish display of the room. The sound of a running shower reached his ears as he made himself comfortable on the bed, crossing legs one upon the other. 'Maybe she is well kept, i shouldn't have been so worried after all " ,he thinks.
"You're early today, Daddy"
"wait, today? Daddy?", wakasa exploited his bottom lip in between his teeth harshly as jealousy soaked his skin. He hated the thought of any another person being close to you, anyone other than him. He was baffled the moment you stepped out of the washroom, half-drenched skin with a furry bathrobe, a diamond pendant adorning upon your cleavage as you held the gun pointing towards him, your boss, Wakasa. "woah! woah! Easy my pretty rookie subordinate : there has been a misunderstanding." , he exclaims stretching his hands out in the air.
Closing the gap among you two you gestured him to keep mum by placing your calloused index finger on his lips. He was mesmerized by you, he wanted to grab both of your arms,push you down to the bed,kiss you, your lips, neck, bosom. He was so enchanted that he actually lowerd his hands and you noticed how his lips slowly parted, wetting your fingerstips. For a moment,you thought he is actually here for the service. Afterall, it wouldn't harm to fuck a familiar face.
"drop the gun." , Wakasa said with all seriousness as it pointed on his chest.
A beat of heavy pounds bursted your bubbling thoughts and using this opportunity Wakasa pinned you against the wall,a leg shoving in between yours while his hands tucking yours over your head; his breath fell over your face. "What the fuck are you doing here?", you asked in disappointment. Even though you kept the gun onto his chest, he leaned as you tried to move. A small curl cornered his lips as he stared into your painted lips.
"I've come to your aid.", he whispered making you shiver. At that moment, you realized how close he was, that too when your body is way too exposed than it should be. He released you from his hold as your aroma made his head murky. He blamed it on the drugs but he was wrong; he was never this close to you, your warmth,body scent made him restless.
A gunshot punctured the doorknob as a bunch of men entered your room. Before Wakasa would react , come back to his senses from the replaying the moment in his head where he was about to kiss you , your client pulled you in his chest pointing the gun at Wakasa. "So, i take it you came for her?", a chuckled roared as South placed one of his hands on your belly, pressing a little.
Wakasa pulled out his gun without hesitation and the next thing he did made Terano slip his grip from you. Wakasa pointed the gun at you. Picking up the cue you elbowed south but he was unshakable. "Ha! You're so cute when you fight me", he states and those were his last words before he fell onto the ground.
The tattoo on his neck stained red as he laid lifeless on the floor. "everyone leave before i start missing my shots again", he exclaims casually as he circles the gun around the room full of men. "It's no use. I can't do this here. "She doesn't have to see me like this. Oh Please, for the love of god why did it come to this?"
and the next moment your face was buried in his chest, a hand placed upon your side face; a series of gunshots and bodies were bleeding on the floor, injured, groaning. You look back at him noticing his restless pupils on you, your lips. He leans to get a taste of your painted lips but you push him back by his chest. He clears his throat and just extends his hands giving you his overcoat.
The car ride was the most silent of all the rides you had with him. There's always something you two would talk whether it's a tease or intel , two pair of lips used to fight for their chance to speak and now it's silent like a void. So, what did actually change here? You did your job but he didn't. It was him, who went out of line breaking the code , showing weakness for his subordinate.
"Sir, why did you come to save me?, you asked as you came out of the car. He is back to his usual self, ignoring as if its absolutely very common to dash out like a madman to save a trained spy. You blocked his path trying to get an answer but it was in vain. He didn't even bother to look at you but came up with a lame ass excuse , "You're my subordinate. that's why!", he mewled.
"Right ! "you scoffed and turned around to leave. Firm fingers clamped around your wrist as a strong jolt made you closer to his stature while his other hand dived into your locks. "No! wait- and he sucked your lips like a starved man. You tried to fight but his hum became audible melting your anger.
He folded your hand at the valley of of your waist, tongue rushing in and out. As soon as your other hand tried to push him, he takes your hand gently , placing it on his shoulder, along his nape as he pulls out breaking the kiss. "What's that? it tastes so goooo-and Wakasa lost his senses sinking his head on your shoulder. "Great!", you pondered, hands balancing his body while the other searched for his phone.
"Well, need a hand?", Benkei dropped just in the right time.
"Yes please", you replied without minding that Benkei actually witnessed the whole drama.
{Part II}
Wakasa was knocked out for a hour or so . Lying on his bed dressed in a white shirt and loose boxers, hair untied. His eye brows furrows as you sat by his feet, at the edge of the bed. The first thing he saw as he opened his eyes was you, dressed in a night gown, a bright red velvet serape wrapped around your upper body engrossed with a paper and pen. "what' ya doing?" , he fumbles.
"Oh you're awake! Great have some- you handed him a strong cup of coffee as he sat upright. His fingers felt warm even if caffeinated fumes left the cup. Suddenly, becoming aware of his state he asks, "So, you changed my clo- no i didn't , Arashi did. you cut him off as he took a warm sip.
There was still a silence yet it didn't feel distant as Wakasa went on sipping the coffee like a good boy making noises , trying to get your attention. He must be pretty shaken after that; after all he wiped away all the lipstick you had on you to lure your prey out.
"what was that , that tasted so good?", he blurted out without hesitation, trying to stare at you in between his slurp sips. "It was drugged, a strong one ; I'm sorry i wasn't able to inform you earlier." He hums and keeps the cup upon the side table. Eyes still unable to made its way to yours.
Since you were busy with scribbling something his eyes scanned your lips, your slightly exposed neck, you soaked hair strands that suggested that you just had a bath. Wakasa crawled towards you , undraped the velvet serape you had. "Ahh! so pretty" , he whispered. You swallowed your nervousness, as you felt his lilac eyes gawking at you hungrily. "What're you doing ,Sir?"
He tucks your hair strands behind your cold earlobes, leans a little, whispering, " I think, I really really like you or maybe its just the drug" he pecks softly gaining your gaze & response. "It doesn't last more than forty minutes; judging from the fact you wiped my lips totally clean with one lick , you should be in your senses" His hands that rested on the mattress has now shifted onto your thighs. You wanted him to take the initiative but he retreats saying, "so, i was your client ya'know" You shifted a little onto his way and started to unbutton his shirt. "What can i do for you sir?" Eyes perplexed, heated cheeks pronounced :
"How about you get out of this bed and stand infront of the couch?"
You abided by his words. "Do not move; Do not turn", he commanded. You could hear him leaving the bed, his footsteps and finally a pair of palm wrapped a black cloth blocking your vision completely. Your lips parted as your boobs heaved with a low short whimper. "i thought they groomed you well; getting loud so soon" wakasa teased as he gently laced his fingers on your neck, shoulders running down to your arms and finally grabbing your palms, interlacing his fingers with yours.
Locking you in his embrace, he started placing soft dry kisses onto your neckline that made you suck in a short breath. His heavy breathing accompanied by his bold whisper,"Are you sure you're okay with this?" already made you numb with nervousness. He retreats;"Ye-yah" , you managed to spill as he undresses you, slowly, grazing his fingers all over your ignited skin. His fingers played with the elastic of your pants for a while before his peachy lips met the upper folds of your feminity.
He's seated on the couch,plams guided around your thighs with a firm hold and head buried inbetween your legs. He guides you to stretch a little by his toes nudging yours while his tounge licked your inner folds. A loud moan left your mouth while your hands played with his soft, fluffy hair.
His nose shoved against your folds as his tongue continued to play with your bud, with occasional laps of kisses and sucks. Your hands rested on his shoulders as a support but all you craved was to see him,his face while he was busy to ravish you. He pauses, probably looks at you judging from his strong groan.
Without wasting a moment you cupped his face kissing him till his hands made you sit upon one of his thighs. Eyes in blindfold you ran your fingers all over his chest, searching for the spot. He shuddered as your little finger grazed his nipple. You followed his groan giving him a quick bite near his hard nipples. One of his hand was around your waist and the other free; your hands made it's way to into his boxers, taking out his hard member. "You're so beautiful,y/n", he whispers catching you off guard.
You were so lost in him that you forgot how that little joke is going too far as his hands took off your lacy bra. You're naked, sitting on his lap,hands around his chest while two of his fingers entered your cunt with a brute force. You immediately burried your face in his cavy chest as he started to stroke his fingers inside you, harshly. "The lights are still on, I could watch you like this for hours", he whispers as you gradually turn into a moaning mess.
"Pweas —please : stop talking" ,you managed to protest but was silenced immediately as his teeth took your lower lips in his mouth. "You know —ahwh ah!" ,he groaned as you started to stroke his member coated it with his precum. His strokes went harder as your slides became faster.
The movements of his finger abruptly stopped as you continued to stroke his hard throbbing member; a sound squeezing cloth was heard along with a huge long groan followed by panting. "Can't you have all the fun!",you remarked before sucking onto his pulse point ,hands guiding his to your boobs. He squeezed your flesh as you continued to ravish him with sucking and biting.
In a flash he shifted you underneath him on the couch placing your head on the edgy stacked with cushion. "God,you look beautiful like this" his breath fell onto your warm cheeks. "I - I want to see you too." but you requested was answered by a chuckle as he tied your hands with a knot while the other end fixated on the knob of the hand rest.
"Do you trust me?",he asked; his voice a little bit louder. You chuckled in amusement to which he pressed further, "what? Answer me! I'm waiting." He was panting , waiting hovering over you to answer. You nodded in disapproval out of curiosity.
He took you in his arms, hands underneath your chestline. He began to suck onto your tits while his member simply rubbed over your pulsating flesh as he kept on exploiting your boobs. "Ohh-ohh my godd"you fumbled , fidgety hands eyes rolling white in pleasure.
Loud moans and soft hums of satisfaction echoed through the room as he retreated for a spilt second switching onto your other boob. The other nipple felt cold as his breath laced it while his firm grew stronger. "please — please i want —you. I want you— in me.— Now" , you pleaded trying to rub your juicy clit against his crotch. "But I don't have a condom." ,he adds.
A silence came over but you assured him you were on pill. He released you from his embrace taking your legs around his torso. He entered you, slowly making you arch , restless wrists , parted lips ; mumbling : "untie me, please, i - i want to touch you- i want to see you- sir", you mewled. Warm fluid accumulating at the corner of your eyes craving for a glimpse.
"Yes, I know ; Imagine how much I missed your pretty face, your voice calling my name."— was his response before he started to thrust in full force. He released the other end of the knot, wrists still in one but as you rested your hands around his shoulders he kissed you before you could speak further. His pace became slower focusing to suck your swollen lips. He broke the kiss , left you panting. Your tied hands rested on your upper body.
Taking your thighs in his strong hold he began to pull in and out, slowly, just nudging your sensative spot. "Don't bite your lip. I'm here for that.", he remarks and you stopped being cruel on your exploited lips like a good girl. A cackle of praise reached your ears before he started to thrust for the final round. "Ahh-ahh! I'm gonna cum."
"Ohh yeaah! Cum on my cock; let me fill you nice and good", he roared.
His hands rested along your waistline while his hair grazed your belly button as he kept rutting deep inside you making you scream in pleasure.
Warm fluids gushed inside you as he rested on your chest. He left you like that as mixed cum coated the couch. After a few seconds his hands wrapped a familiar cloth around you,carried you to the bed. He laughed as you swigned your legs with a pout keeping your hands infront of him pleading to untie the knot.
Now that, you're awake in your senses, you could feel the itchy skin accompanied by a burning sensation. He sat at the edge of the bed with you being on his lap. He was dressed, atleast you could feel his boxers. As soon as he untied your hands, the cold ,thin night gown made it's way back to your body. You rubbed your wrists as he asked,"Should I take the blindfold off?" "Yes."
"It's funny how you wanted to see me and now you can't meet my eyes.", he exclaimed in amusement as he removed the blindfold. "Look at me",he barks chinning your face. As you did,you kissed him immediately. Finally, after breaking the kiss, you could look at him,his face that gleamed beautifully in dim light of the moon. Your rubbed your thumbs on his cheeks,lips while the other fingers were at the bay of his face. "Is my sire happy with the service?", you asked rubbing your thumb over his lips.
"Yes. Very",he whispers making you look down immediately as the warmth took over you. You noticed how his neck, near his nipples were a bit discolored. Licking your lips you exclaimed in amusement
"I think I should work on such cases more often!"
"Only if I join you.",he adds pulling you closer, burying you in his bed.
+au'notes : I wanted to write soft dom but dark impulses took over me. Hope you enjoyed this <3. This is for xxxhub collab hosted by @ambrodias & @manjiken
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blueparadis · 3 years ago
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❝Why do we lie to eachother?❞
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+themes : romance, erotica
+cw : soft smut, mutual pinning, afab-reader, bodyworship, fingering,m➝f oral; pairing : Kazutora Hanemiya x photographer reader.wc : 0.95ktype : oneshot
+synopsis : Kazutora never thought he'd be interested in random customer who visits his pet shop with a camera in her hand.
+notes : this is for v'day collab hosted by @k-ryuuguji
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Half-lidded eyes,warm blanket and untidy bedsheets yet when your hands extend to bask in his touch,it sinks in ruffles of regret. He is gone.
As you entered the bathroom, your eyes fell upon a sticky note on the mirror. It read, "Sorry babe! Couldn't staying till breakfast." A smirk laced your lips.Just when you thought you lost him,he walked into your life like footprints on the sand.
It's been months since you met him. And one day,he casually asked if he could move in. He has always been like that, speaking his mind without a worry in his mind.
"Have you always been visiting here?",he asked as you adjust the camera shutter towards the new born puppy ignoring the soft masculine voice. "I only visit to take pic—your voice faded as your eyes focused on the male.
He had a shoulder length slick black hair with yellow streaks peeking in between. A beauty spot at the nook of his sandy-stained pupils. He wore a high-neck shirt with a peachy muffler wrapped around his neck.
"Is it that cold?" and all you get is a short gleam spreading across his cheeks while you sank in his presence on a wintry morning Your first visit wasn't so bad like you thought it would be.
"Did you just take a shot of me?",he asks as he tries to close the gulf between you and him. He snatches your camera,a way too swiftly so that the strap doesn't hurt you.
"Give it back.",you try to protest. Your palm on his chest while the other streched in his way. He smells so good,what? what's that?on his neck—and as his body aroma rusted your senses you felt a squeez around your waist. Burning cheeks, hesitant heart but rebellious voice.
"What's that?",you ask totally being aware of his grip around your waist yet ignoring like a fool.
"It's a tattoo. Wanna see?",he answers giving back your camera yet not releasing you out his hold. He thinks that you've made yourself comfortable by now.
"No!" and that day you realised it wasn't just his voice;it wasn't just his golden flaming eyes : it was all of him slowly , irrevocably caving into you.
At that day, Kazutora found himself infront of the mirror, tracing his own tattoo thinking what face you'd make if you had said yes.
"I'm gonna charge you for that picture you took of me,ya'know ", Kazutora said standing beside you while looking at the camera and then switching back his gaze on you. It was so silly of you,to take picture without his permission, unprofessional too. And now he's in your room for a professional photoshoot.
"Had your fill?",he asks tieing his hair in a ponytail. You nod in response which was another lie. The first time you lied to him was about how your timing clashes with his shift, when Chifuyu isn't around. The second was when he asked you about your favourite pet and you told him how it wasn't none of your concern rather than the company you're working for. And lies kept piling up until today.
"Aren't you cold?",you asked since he was sitting half-naked on the couch because he thought his tattoo would be a nice subject.
"What are you gonna charge?",you asked him as was about to grab his cloths. "Beats me!"—he leans into your posture,his yellow hair strands grazing your shoulder,hands tucked in the pocket of his pants while yours held the camera.
He whispers softly,"I want you — to — touch my —tattoo" & before you could react his lips touched your warm cheeks. The camera made it's way on the table. His hands still tucked inside the pocket but yours; yours slipped on his neck over the tattoo asking,"like this?"
"No! Like this—and he takes your calloused fingers on one of the broad lines of the tiger tattoo slowly following the trail, going way out of his neckline. You notice how your hands run through his slim stature until you stopped near his belly button, just above the crotch. As you shot up a look he couldn't hold it anymore. He let out a small chuckle , sitting on your bed. "What's so funny?",you ask to which he says that you looked just like he imagined.
Like he imagined? Wait! What?
He grabs your hand pulling you in bed,him being along your stature,his hand underneath your head while the other goes onto your lips as you try to protest : "You're gonna catch cold if you—
"I'm not cold anymore" he says as his lips crashes yours. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders while his slipped into your pants. Running his fingers amongst your wet folds as he presses his tongue in between your lips. He breaks the kiss saying,"Are you still gonna lie how you didn't picture this when I told you that I was gonna charge?"
"Only if you had asked instead of doing this!",you reply pointing towards his hovering body over yours. He simply ignores your protest resting his head on your heaving chest complaining how much he wanted this to happen yet everytime you lied.
"And you didn't?", you asked pausing his shower of complaints. "Yep, everytime !" — everytime Kazutora saw you he lied; he lied to himself: how you weren't his type,how you wouldn't like him thinking how you lied everytime he asked anything about yourself.
"Mind if I move in?",a note read the next morning that was kept on the side table as you woke up half naked with untidy bedsheets and his clothes lying on the floor. He appears out of the bathroom wearing a towel as you quickly cover yourself in the blanket.
"Oh you're awake! I thought I would never receive my answer.",he says as he sits close to you , on the bed kissing your temples.
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