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[delulu4anime]

ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ ᴏɴ ᴛɪᴛᴀɴ ʙʟᴜʀʙꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ɴɴɴ

⚔︎ 🔞ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ! ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴇʟʟʏꜰɪꜱʜ ꜱᴛɪɴɢ ᴄᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʟᴇᴛʜᴀʟ. ᴇxɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇxʜɪʙɪᴛ ɴᴏᴡ🔞

⚔︎ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ɪɴ ᴀɴ ᴀᴜ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ ᴏʀ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴊᴏʙꜱ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪꜱ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴋᴀʏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴇᴀʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴀʀ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ.

⚔︎ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ɪ ᴄʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ɴɴɴ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ɪ ʟᴇᴛ ᴀ ᴡʜᴇᴇʟ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇ.

⚔︎ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇ ᴍᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴏᴍᴇɴ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴍʏ ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴇʟᴇɴᴀ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ꜱᴛᴜᴅɪᴇᴅ.

⚔︎ ᴛᴡ'ꜱ: ᴍᴀɴʜᴀɴᴅʟɪɴɢ, ᴅᴏɢɢʏ, ᴘᴜꜱꜱʏ ᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ, ɪᴍᴘʟɪᴇᴅ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀɪɴɢ, ʀɪᴅɪɴɢ ᴘᴏɴʏ, ꜱʜᴏᴡᴇʀ ꜱᴇx, ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ꜱᴇx, ᴍᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴇꜱꜱ, ꜱᴇx ᴛᴏʏꜱ, ᴄᴏʟʟᴀʀɪɴɢ, ꜰᴜʟʟ ɴᴇʟꜱᴏɴ, ꜱɪxᴛʏ-ɴɪɴᴇ, ᴛʜʀᴜᴘᴘʟᴇ, ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ꜱɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ, ꜱᴛʀᴀᴘ ᴏɴ, ꜱᴄɪꜱꜱᴏʀɪɴɢ.

⚔︎ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀᴍᴀꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʜᴏʟᴇ ʙʏ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ

ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴜʏ’ꜱ

⚔︎ ᴇʀᴇɴ

⇥How long does he last: About two weeks.

⇥Surprisingly resilient that is until you wear his shirt around the house on your days off.

⇥Pops a boner and the thought of taking care of it crosses his mind.

⇥But after what felt like the thousand time of splashing cold water on his face he couldn't do it anymore.

⇥He stormed into the living room where you sat on the couch. Fuck it.

⇥He yanks the thin fabric off of you and manhandles you over the arm of the couch.

⇥He's about to fuck you like he hates you for indirectly teasing him.

⇥Results? Loser.

He has one hand pressed down between your shoulder blades while the other has a bruising grip on your hips. His own snapping repeatedly against you as your ass ricochets off him. The sound of your skin meeting his echoing out throughout your living room. What a stupid bet this was anyways; there's no one in the history of forever that has ever lasted an entire month without touching their significant other. Especially one as pretty as you.

"F-Fuck baby just like that. Keep squeezing around me. You know you've missed this just as much as I have."

⚔︎ ᴀʀᴍɪɴ

⇥How long does he last: To the end.

⇥This precious baby.

⇥Too wrapped up on the fact exams are around the corner.

⇥Doesn't really care about NNN but thinks it's cute that you try to get him to cum before the end of the month.

⇥He's lost count on how many times you've climbed on top of him and rode him until you came.

⇥You really thought you could get him but the moment December 1st hit he spent that time doing what he really wanted to do now that exams and that silly little challenge was over.

⇥Results? Winner.

Your fingers buried in his hair as you arch your back and moan out his name. His hand wrapped around his cock as he stroked his length quickly. His pre-cum started out as lube before he switched hands and his fingertips covered with your slick was used to make it nice and slippery.

"Love making you feel good baby. It's what you deserve. Now lay back and take what I give you okay?"

⚔︎ ᴄᴏɴɴɪᴇ

⇥How long does he last: surprisingly almost till the end.

⇥This stupid bald idiot really was so determined to win this. Jean bet him fifty bucks he wouldn't be able to win and Connie was about to call his bluff.

⇥You were supportive cause hey, money is money. You both agreed. No sex, no revealing clothing, and no provoking media.

⇥It was easy and there was only a few days left before the end of NNN. The money was as good as yours.

⇥Until you both were cuddled up and watching Sex in the City of all things and for some reason he popped a boner.

⇥To be fair the money didn't matter. Not when he was thrusting up into you as you rode him on the couch.

⇥Jean's mocking words in the back of Connie's mind. He had more important things to focus on.

⇥ Results? Loser.

"S-So pretty like this." Connie panted out as he watched your expression. Your hands grasping his shoulders as you moved your hips though it was futile was how he snapped his hips up the way he did. "Pussy feels so good baby. Gonna make it mine over and over again."

⚔︎ ᴊᴇᴀɴ

⇥How long does he last: To the end.

⇥He made a bet with Connie and he didn't think he'd be able to win.

⇥But it turned out to be a busy month for both of you.

⇥Thankfully of course because the way you came in after work, despite being tired, looked so pretty to him.

⇥Especially when you took a shower after work and the urge to stroke his cock to the image of your naked body with water droplets running down your body.

⇥He didn't even get a chance to fuck you until you were a few days into December.

⇥ He ravished your body in the shower after you both got home.

⇥Results? Winner.

The water cascading against his back as he had one of your legs hooked over the bend of his elbow. One hand digging into the flesh of your plush thigh while the other held onto your jaw gently. He wanted to make sure that you looked at him while you came undone for him. His hips snapping against you as you held onto his biceps for dear life. You knew you both were exhausted but for some reason this felt better than it ever had before.

"Shit baby, you're so beautiful. Love seeing you like this. Love feeling you. Gonna cum for me okay? Be a good girl and cum for me."

⚔︎ ᴢᴇᴋᴇ

⇥How long does he last: To the end but barely.

⇥He had to distract himself so many times and you surely didn't make it easy for him.

⇥Seeing you making him breakfast in the morning in nothing but his shirt suddenly had him craving you instead of breakfast.

⇥ You eventually caught on to what he was doing and you started teasing him more. Like walking into his study late at night when he was grading assignments for his students. Leaning down and kissing his pulse point on his neck and running your hands down his chest.

⇥The way his breath hitches as you slowly start to unbuckle his belt only to pull away and have him cursing under his breath.

⇥ It was no surprise the second the clock struck midnight you were woken up by your lover practically ripping your clothes off. 

⇥ Results? Winner.

"You little goddamn tease." He growled in your ear as he gripped your leg tightly. You were on your side and his other arm had snaked around you and was holding you by the throat. Squeezing the sides gently every now and then as he thrusts inside you. "I'll make you think twice about teasing me like that ever again." He grunted as he continued to destroy your poor pussy. His hand that had been holding your leg now letting go and sliding down to rub your clit. "Now you're gonna cum for me again and again. It's the only apology I'll accept."

⚔︎ ᴇʀᴡɪɴ

⇥How long does he last: To the end.

⇥"My love do you know what No Nut-" "November? Yes, I'm well aware of what it is. I'll do it if you'd like but I'm not sure how well I'll do."

⇥Fucker forgets you had even asked him to do that.

⇥He was so wrapped up with his work at the lab trying to test the serum he made to help with chronic back issues to even think of anything else.

⇥ To be fair you were wrapped up in work too so you hadn't even noticed until it was December before you figured you would congratulate him.

⇥ It was a simple kiss that shouldn't have been anything more than that. A simple kiss.

⇥Oh but it turned into so much more.

⇥ Results? Winner.

You cried out in pleasure as he continued to pound into you. He had you folded into a nasty mating press and you watched through teary eyes the white ring around his cock only get messier. You lost track of how many times you had cum and when you look into those sea blue eyes Erwin couldn't help but groan.

"Can't believe I went an entire month without this. Never again. I want to feel you wrapped around me forever."

⚔︎ ʟᴇᴠɪ   

⇥How long does he last: Till the end plus some.

⇥Let's say it all in unison now: sadist. 

⇥Knows allllllll about NNN from all the young interns at the lab. Even his boss, Erwin, knows about it which is saying a lot. 

⇥He's more than happy to entertain you. Goes a whole month and a half actually and you were practically begging him on your hands and knees to fuck you.

⇥Oh and he does. Exactly like you are right now. Kneeled before him with a harsh grip on the leash attached to the collar he has around your neck.

⇥The dildo you're riding wasn't exactly what you were wanting but it was better than nothing. Especially with how much you ached. 

⇥Results? Winner.

Levi gives a harsh tug to the leash causing you to take his cock deeper into your throat. He hums in approval at the way you gag around him.

"Ride it faster." Levi commands and you do as your told and ride the toy faster and he lets out a groan. "There you go my desperate little pet. See how rewarding it can be when you're patient." 

⚔︎ ʀᴇɪɴᴇʀ 

⇥How long does he last: 2 hours and 15 minutes.

⇥This poor touched starved man.

⇥Can you blame him really? I mean he loves you so much. He can't help it.

⇥The moment you brought up NNN he hated it. 

⇥You honestly made him accept the challenge cause you thought it would help with his training. He said he wanted to do resistance training for wrestling anyways so why not?

⇥He was the best on the team and so you figured this would help him. 

⇥Spoiler alert...it didn't.

⇥Results? Loser.

He had you in a full nelson and you were already fucked dumb. You grabbed onto his wrists as he thrusted inside of you at a brutal pace. All you could do was take it. You had already cum once and he still was going. You were sure that his stamina was going to be the death of you. The sound filling the room over and over again. You couldn't believe he was still going but you knew you had brought this upon yourself. You had wanted to test his endurance and you were getting just that.

"F-Fuck sweetheart," Reiner moans out. "Taking this cock so well. S-So good...love you too much to ever do that stupid challenge again."

ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀʏ’ꜱ

⚔︎ ᴍɪᴋᴀꜱᴀ

⇥How long does she last: To the end.

⇥She had heard of NNN from Eren but never understood the hype.

⇥The only reason she even agreed to it was because you gave her those puppy dog eyes she could never resist. 

⇥The deal was to see who cracked first and unfortunately that was you.

⇥I mean fuck have you seen her working out? 

⇥You never knew cross country needed that much work out and soon you started to wonder if she was doing stuff on purpose.

⇥Anyways it was no wonder you caved before you really wanted to and you tried. You really did but she kept bringing up the fact November wasn't over yet.

⇥To your dismay she goes the entire month without so much as a kiss.

⇥She makes up for it though by pulling you on top of her a few days into December and you happily accepted it since you were practically touch starved.

⇥Results? Winner.

You moaned against her folds as you felt her tongue dive into you again. Your nails digging your nails into her thighs as you dived back into eating a meal you had been deprived of since the beginning of November. You knew Mikasa felt the same way despite making it through the entire month because she been buried in your pussy the moment she stripped you down and pulled you to her face. You could feel your thighs tremble around her head with the way she flicks her tongue the way she did that drove you crazy. You whine against her and you can feel her smile against you.

"C'mon baby. Cum for me. I don't plan on moving from this spot anytime soon."

⚔︎ ꜱᴀꜱʜᴀ

⇥How long does she last: One week

⇥She's actually the one that suggested it to you and Niccolo.

⇥For some reason she was bound and determined to win this.

⇥You and Niccolo took it as a challenge of course and you made a bet between the two of you secretly.

⇥Who was going to break Sasha first?

⇥It was you of course. The way you whined her name that night you all had one too many drinks during Connie and Jean's after party.

⇥She snapped and the moment you touched her thigh.

⇥You looked so pretty in that dress and the way you blinked up at her with that pout lip?

⇥It was no wonder she grabbed you and your shared boyfriend, Niccolo, by the wrists and dragging you both to the first empty room.

⇥Since you won the bet between you and Niccolo, your reward was that he'd fuck you in any position you want.

⇥You had the perfect position in mind.

⇥Did the first empty room really have to be Floch's bedroom?

⇥Oh well it didn't matter. Not when clothes were pushed out of the way and the moans started to come from all of you. 

⇥Results? Loser. 

The way Niccolo snapped his against your arching core caused your tongue to pause its movements against Sasha's pussy often. She whined loudly as her grip on your forearms tightened. The noises you three made were easily drowned out by the music playing throughout the frat house. The full size mattress was barely big enough to fit all three of you and it creaked often under the weight it normally never felt. 

"Stop teasing." Sasha whined out and Niccolo sped up his movements with a moan. 

"Maybe you should've held out longer. You don't get to cum before she does." Niccolo grunted out as he was fixated on the way your tongue started to move against Sasha again.

"H-Hate you guys so much."

⚔︎ ʏᴇʟᴇɴᴀ

⇥ How long does she last: To the end. Easily.

⇥"Let's do No Nut November." "What?" "Do you seriously not know what it is?" "No genius I don't."

⇥Gods why do you always have to explain things like this to her. She's surprisingly so dense when it comes to this kind of stuff.

⇥"Oh yeah I heard about that on Tic Tok. Sounds stupid."

⇥Babe...c'mon.

⇥Agrees to do NNN and you expect something with all the teasing you had done but nope. 

⇥She's like Fort fucking Knox. 

⇥You die though of course. A whole month without the strap? Read your obituary now. 

⇥Need her so bad it makes you look pathetic and that's her favorite.

⇥Results? Winner.

You feel her place a soft kiss between your shoulder blades. Her grip on your wrists, she had pinned behind your back, tightens. Her hips snapping against you and your muffled moans along with the headboard hitting the wall fill the room. She moans softly while her grey eyes darken as she watches you closely.

"So desperate princess. Do you realize how pathetic you look right now? Acting like this all because we went a month without sex. Maybe we should do this more often. You sound so pretty for me right now." 

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ’ꜱ

⚔︎ ʜᴀɴɢᴇ 

⇥How long do they last: Technically only lasted three weeks but you give them the win.

⇥Hange has two weaknesses: the constant need for knowledge and you.

⇥When you asked them about NNN they gasp with the most excited look on their face.

⇥"I was hoping you'd ask me! Let's do it! I can do a little experiment on this."

⇥They really thought they'd be able to outlast you easily.

⇥That wasn't the case at all.

⇥You quickly see how clingy they started to get. Wrapping their arms around you and kissing your exposed shoulders

⇥Trying to make out with you whenever you could and putting their hands all over your body.

⇥You could feel how desperate Hange was so you decide to call it.

⇥Results? Semi-winner.

You moan Hanges name as they grind their core against yours. It felt beyond heavenly and you wondered how you were even able to go this long without feeling Hange against you. Hange gazes down at you with lidded eyes as they adjust their hips against you. Your leg over their shoulder as they placed gentle kisses against your ankle.

"That's it sweetheart. Wanna hear you. I did win after all didn't I?"

©ᴅᴇʟᴜʟᴜ4ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ 2024 ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ʀᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴜꜱʜʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴊᴇʟʟʏꜰɪꜱʜ ᴇxʜɪʙɪᴛ

[delulu4anime]

𝔚𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔗𝔬 𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔖𝔦𝔵𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫⇥ ɪ ᴍɪꜱꜱᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ⇥ ʙꜰꜰ!ᴡᴀᴋᴀᴛᴏꜱʜɪ ᴜꜱʜɪᴊɪᴍᴀ x ʙꜰꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʀʏ ᴘᴀꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ⇥ ꜱɪᴢᴇ ᴋɪɴᴋ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴜʟᴏɢʏ⇥ ᴡᴀᴋᴀᴛᴏꜱʜɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ꜱᴀᴡ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴀꜱ ᴀɴ ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴛᴀɢᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀ ɢᴇɴᴛʟᴇ ɢɪᴀɴᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇʟꜱᴇ. ᴇꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜᴏᴡɪɴɢ ʜɪꜱ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ᴍɪꜱꜱᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢꜱ⇥ ᴍᴜᴛᴜᴀʟ ᴘɪɴɪɴɢ, ᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʀʏ, ᴘɪᴠ, ᴄᴇʀᴠɪx ᴋɪᴛʜɪɴɢ, ᴄᴜᴍᴍɪᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴜᴍᴍʏ, ʟᴏᴠᴇꜱɪᴄᴋ ᴜꜱʜɪᴊɪᴍᴀ.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ⇥ 2��+

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇʀᴍᴏɴ⇥ 🔞ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇʏᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅʟʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴜʀʙᴇᴅ. ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴡ🔞-ᴍʏ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ɢᴏᴇꜱ ʙʀʀʀ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴏꜰ ʜᴏᴡ ʙɪɢ ᴡᴀᴋᴀᴛᴏꜱʜɪ ɪꜱ. ꜱᴇx ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪᴍ ɪꜱ ʜᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅꜱ ɪᴛ. ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏꜱ, ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ. ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ!

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʜʏᴍɴꜱ⇥ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʜᴇʟᴅ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ/ᴀʀᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ɪ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ/ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ/ɪ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ, ɪ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ

You and Ushijima had been friends all throughout your childhood; where you would go he would follow and vice versa. He taught you all there was to know about volleyball while you taught him the many hobbies you had picked up over the years. Despite going your separate ways after high school, he with volleyball and you with uni, you still managed to make time for each other when you could. You would video chat often and you even went to visit him while he was living in Poland. It was a place you figured he would’ve lived for many years to come until one day in March he mentioned that Kuroo had flown to Poland to visit him. 

Ushijima told you about the way Kuroo encouraged him to come back to Japan so he could play; that Ushijima’s reputation was growing more amongst the youth. You were excited about the idea of him coming back home but you didn’t want to push him to make any hasty decisions. It was a decision you figured he had all but forgotten about…at least that’s what you thought. Normally Ushijima was too focused on practices, condition training, or games to think of much else but since Kuroo approached him about coming home he couldn’t stop thinking about one thing. You. 

It was what pushed him to agree to come back home and join the lineup of many athletes that were recruited by Kuroo. It was why you were ecstatic to know that your best friend was coming back home. The plan was for you to go get him from the airport towards the end of August and he’d stay at your place for the duration of his stay in Japan. That was the plan until he found himself heading back home a week before schedule and taking a mixture of trains and cabs just to get to your place. He needed to see the way the corners of your eyes crinkled when you laughed at something he said or the way your voice went an octave higher when you told him about something that you were passionate about. He missed that…missed you. He was beyond exhausted but it was all worth it when you opened the door to your apartment after he knocked on the door. Seeing your expression was what he had longed for.

"Toshi?" You asked as your eye widened.

"Hey." Ushijima said as the corners of his mouth turned up.

You didn't hesitate to wrap your arms around his neck and bury your face into him. You hugged him tightly as you smiled widely at the fact your best friend was back home. You felt him wrap his arms around you and lean down so he could bury his face into the crook of your neck.

"What are you doing here? You weren't suppose to be back home for another week and I was suppose to go get you from the airport." You said as you went to pull away but his grip on you tightened as if to tell you to stay put.

"I missed you." Ushijima murmured against your skin and it sent a shiver down your spine.

There was something different about him this time around; his touch lingered longer than it ever had before. You almost wondered if he was sick but before you could think too much on it he pulled away from your neck and looked down at you.

"I just wanted to get back home to see you." He spoke in an even tone like he always did; it not giving away how he felt but those hazel eyes sure did. 

Ushijima slowly walked you back into your apartment as he closed the door behind him. He gently push you against a nearby wall and you're breathing hitches at the way he looks at you. He drops his bag on the floor absentmindedly and puts his hands on either side of your head; his size being used to his advantage like it always had been. You had no idea where this side of him was coming from but it was more intimidating than how he usually was. He gaze down at you for a moment before he moves one of his hands down to run his thumb over your bottom lip.

"Did you miss me pretty girl?" Ushijima softly said and you could feel your cheeks heating up almost immediately. All you could do was blink up at him for a moment before you slowly nodded your head. 

The silence that fills the space between you is palpable and you almost felt suffocated under the tension that was building between you both.

"I wanna hear you say it."

"Missed you Toshi." 

You watched as his lips pulled up in a full smile, a natural smile, one that you had been lucky enough to see countless times throughout your many years as friends. Friends...that's all it had been between you both. You loved him but would never say because how could you? Why would he want to stay tethered to his hometown when he had the world at his fingertips? Yet in this moment it felt like so much more. 

"You know I've never been good with expressing myself," Ushijima said as he looked from your lips to your eyes. "But can I show you instead?" 

You blinked up at him as you tried to register what he was saying. You exhaled a breath and then nodded your head. 

"Yes."

He took a deep breath before he started to lean in. Your eyes fluttered shut and a moment later you felt his lips against yours. The kiss was sweet and tender at first; years upon years of longing for each other coming out in the kiss. His hands had moved to your hips and your lips moved in sync between the two of you. Delicate and tender. 

It quickly turned into desperately pawing at each other's clothes and tongues moving against one another. A trail of your clothes led to your bedroom as you managed to continue the heated kiss. You move towards your bed and pull him down with you when the back of your knees hit the edge of your bed. Your legs spread almost on instinct to accommodate his stature between them. You both fully pull away from one another as your bedroom is filled with the sound of your pants; the longing in both your eyes made you wonder how long he had felt this way about you too.

"I'm sorry." He panted out and you furrowed your brow at his apology. "I just took your clothes off. I didn't even ask if-"

"Toshi I let you do that." You said with a breathy chuckle. Your hands coming to rest on his flushed cheeks. 

"So it's okay if I keep going then...even if we..."

"Please." 

The way you looked when you said that and how breathy it came out made something inside Ushijima snap. His lips were back on yours in an instant and he grabbed the back of your thighs. He pushed them closer to your chest as he started to grind his hips against you; you moaned into this kiss which he took advantage of as he shoved his tongue into your mouth. You could feel yourself getting wetter the more he rubbed against you. You knew throughout your friendship that Ushijima was big but his cock took it to a whole new level. 

You were surely wet enough but you doubt, even with prep, that you'd be able to take him that easily. You could feel the tip start to guide itself in and his nails digging into your plush skin; you grabbed at the sheet below you as you whined against his lips. He started to slide in a little more which caused your body to tremble. You pull away and look down between your body's with a lidded gaze.

"T-Toshi...s' too big." You whine out which only causes him to groan lowly.

Ushijima sits back on his thighs as he pushes your legs a little closer to your chest. His face is flushed and his breathing is labored as he stares down at the pussy he had dreamed about for years. You were so pretty and he couldn’t stop himself from sliding a little more into you which caused you to grab ahold of one of his forearms.

"Shhh pretty girl. I can make it fit," Ushijima breathed out. He was too mesmerized by the way your cunt splits open for him. "You can take it. Know you can."

You moaned out his name as he slowly slid inch by inch inside of you. The stretch was a bit uncomfortable but was quickly replaced with the thought that you were stuffed full by him. Your crush for as long as you could remember. It was a realization that had hit Ushijima just moments before. You were finally together the way you both had always wanted to be.  

You both panted as neither of you moved for a moment; no doubt getting use to the way the other feels. It was you who bucked your hips first that caused him to be brought out of his daze. A second later he started to move at a slow pace to make sure he wasn't hurting you. You couldn't even keep your eyes open, you were too focused on the way the pleasure started to course through you. It was soon after that Ushijima started to pick up the pace when you stopped whining and started moaning more. 

He rested his arms on either side of your head as he dipped down into the crook of your neck. You wrapped your arms around his neck as his body pressed against you fully. The weight of his body on top of you combined with the way his hips moved was making your eyes rolls back. 

"Feel so good," Ushijima grunts out as he places soft kisses against your neck and shoulder. "Love the way you feel."

"I-I love you Toshi." You gasp out and he pauses for a moment as he lifts his head up from your neck. He looks down at you with pupils blow wide.

"Say it again."

"I love you."

"Again."

You opened your mouth to repeat your words but before you could you let out a choked moan. His hips started to pound into you at an ungodly rate and you could feel his cock kissing your cervix with each thrust. Your nails digging into his skin and he groaned out your name.

"A-Again pretty girl.

"I-I love you Toshi! I love you!"

You felt him reach down and rub quick circles against your clit; your body started to squirm away at the overwhelming feeling he was giving you. His chuckle along with the sound of skin against skin filling the room. His other arm wrapping around your thigh and pulling you towards him to meet one of his thrusts. You cried out in pleasure and it only pushed him closer to his release.

"Where are you going pretty girl? Been waiting so long to feel you like this." Ushijima panted out and his fingertips rubbed even faster. You couldn't even form a proper sentence. Just incoherent babbles and moans that soon pushed him right over the edge. He grunted out your name as he pulled out just in time to cum on your stomach. His fingers against your clit combined with the way he said your name was how you came undone. 

Your eyes were closed as you focused on your labored breathing. The way you had felt so full and now it was gone made you wonder if asking for another round already was too soon. You felt him gently stroke your cheek and your eyes opened to look up at him. 

"I love you too...so much." Ushijima whispered and the way you clenched around nothing made you realize it wasn't too soon to ask him for another round. You had to show how much you missed each other right?

©ᴅᴇʟᴜʟᴜ4ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ 2024 ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ʀᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

ᴅᴀɪʟʏ ᴄʟɪᴄᴋꜱ

ᴘᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇ

[delulu4anime]

𝔚𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔗𝔬 𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔖𝔦𝔵⇥ ꜱᴏʀʀʏ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴘʜʀᴏᴅɪꜱɪᴀᴄ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ⇥ ꜱᴏʀᴄᴇʀᴇʀ ꜱᴜɢᴜʀᴜ ɢᴇᴛᴏ x ꜱᴏʀᴄᴇʀᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʀʏ ᴘᴀꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ⇥ ꜱᴇx ᴘᴏʟʟᴇɴ & ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ᴏʀ ᴅɪᴇ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴜʟᴏɢʏ⇥ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴ ᴡᴀꜱɴ’ᴛ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ꜱᴏᴜᴛʜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ. ɴᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʜᴇʟᴘ ɪᴛ. ʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴅʏ ꜰᴇᴇʟꜱ ꜱᴏ ʜᴏᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴍᴇʟʟ ꜱᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ꜰᴏʀɢɪᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ?

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢꜱ⇥ ᴘɪᴠ, ᴅᴜʙ-ᴄᴏɴ, ꜱᴇx ᴘᴏʟʟᴇɴ, ᴛᴇɴᴛᴀᴄʟᴇꜱ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴏꜱɪᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ʀᴇꜱᴛʀᴀɪɴᴛꜱ.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ⇥ 1.6ᴋ+

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇʀᴍᴏɴ⇥ 🔞ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇʏᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅʟʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴜʀʙᴇᴅ. ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴡ🔞-ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀɴ ᴀᴜ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ ʟɪᴠᴇꜱ ᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀ ꜱᴏʀᴄᴇʀᴇʀ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ᴊᴊᴋ ʜᴀꜱ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴇɴᴅ. ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ꜱᴏ ʙ��ᴅ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴜɴʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜʏ. ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏꜱ, ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴅᴀʏ ꜱɪx! ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʜʏᴍɴꜱ⇥ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀ ɢɪᴠɪɴɢ, ᴀɴ ᴏꜰꜰᴇʀɪɴɢ/ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴠᴏᴜʀ, ᴀ ꜱᴀᴄʀɪꜰɪᴄᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ/ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀꜱᴛᴇ/ꜱᴏ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʙɪᴛᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴇ

You exhaled a sigh of relief as you wiped the slimy substance, that had gotten on you during the battle, from your face. Your gaze fixed on the exorcised curse that laid on the ground before you and your partner. You looked down at your clothes, your nose scrunching up at the questionable substance that had gotten all over you and Geto during the fight. The purple colored substance must have been the curses blood but you didn't understand why it had to feel this gross. The curse had been a pain in the ass to begin with; first it took nearly an hour to even hike up to where it had been spotted according to the higher ups.

The sun had set and the moon had been the only source of light before you used your cursed technique to ignite a small flame within your palm to be able to help light the way up the path. What curse lurked this deep in the mountains anyways? Next, it had come out of nowhere and struck your shoulder with a quick whip of one of its tentacles while it claimed that you and Geto would be its next victims. But like any other time you were paired up with Geto on a mission one of the many curses he controlled came to consume the curse before any other damage could be done. That was when the questionable substance got on you both and Geto turned to you with an apologetic smile before making his way over to the body of the curse. You expected that to be the end of it but when you saw that he was still kneeled down next to the curse with his thumb and index finger gripping his chin you thought otherwise.

"What's wrong?" You asked and he sighed as he stood to his full height.

"Something isn't adding up. Usually the spirit turns into a small sphere that I can, unfortunately, eat but it isn't doing that. I don't understand-"

Before he could finish his sentence you both are snatched up by tentacles that emerged from the earth. The curse's true form coming into view as it began to laugh.

"Foolish humans. Too cocky for your own good."

You struggled to push the tentacles away from you as your body squirmed in its grasp.

"S-Suguru finish this thing off." You grunted out as you looked over to Geto. Your eyes widening as you see him leaning forward and panting; the curse's tentacles starting to move over his body and under his clothes. He doesn't even make an effort to look over at you, too consumed in whatever was happening to him.

"Looks like it's taking effect already. You should be succumbing to it soon enough."

"Succumb to what?" You asked as you felt your body starting to heat up.

"Neither of you seem too bright," The curse said as it squeezed you both tighter. "You cut up my decoy and its blood is an aphrodisiac. Your feeble human bodies won't be able to withstand the way your body heats up. Heating up to the point that your blood will boil and your body will bake from the inside out. Unless you allow yourself to let your thoughts consume you."

You start to pant as you continue to squirm as you glare at the curse.

"W-What?"

"You either have intercourse or die. Though it doesn't matter much to me. Either way you will suffer." The curse purred out as it started to lower you both closer to one another.

You didn't want to believe the curse, or that it had incapacitated Geto enough that he could fight back but soon you were both panting and getting more and desperate by the minute. Both pleading with the curse and each other for just a taste of one another.

It's how you found yourself in the position you were in now. The slimy tentacles had ripped away your clothes leaving you bare while it helped Geto out of his slacks. The tentacles wrapped around your wrists and held your hands above your head. More were wrapped around your waist to hold you up in front of Geto. Your back arched and you let out a low moan at the way another tentacle rubbed against your clit that felt so much more sensitive than it normally did.

Your breathing was labored as your lidded gaze looked from the slimy tentacle to Geto. His chest rising and falling the same way yours did and you could see how flushed his cheeks were. His gaze was fixated on the way your pussy glistened in the moonlight. He let out a grunt as the tentacle started to wrap around his shaft and balls; the pleasure coursing through him was only fueling the inferno that was consuming slowly you both.

"I'm...I'm sorry," Geto panted out as he finally looked at you. "I can't hold-"

"Ru please," You whined out. "It aches."

That's all he needed to hear for his resolve to completely crumble. His hands immediately move to your hips and without much hesitation slides into you and you let out a cry of pleasure.

"Oh fuck." Geto moans out at feeling your heat around him.

He should feel bad. You both should. Without the aphrodisiac this would've never happened because you two respected each other too much. Now Geto was going to be anything but respectful. He wanted to ruin you...needed to ruin you.

He started to move his hips at a feverish pace as he felt his entire body heating up even more than it had before now that he was inside you. You moaned out for him as his hips snapped against you repeatedly. The sound echoing out through the wooded area around you. The curse holding you both captive purring above you as it only fed off the way you both reacted to each other. Your hands pulling at the tentacles that still held your wrists bound only for the slimy restraints to tighten.

Your body trembling as the curse continued to hold you at the perfect height for Geto to reach deep inside you. The tentacle on your clit only rubbing faster and your eyes close at the pressure that continued to build in your lower stomach.

"Pussy's too good princess." Geto grunted out as he watched the way his cock stretched you out over and over agian. "taking me so well aren't you?"

"Y-Yes!" You moaned out as you felt your release approaching quicker than it had ever before.

"Such a good girl." Geto said with a breathy chuckle.

His fingernails digging into the plush flesh of your hips. He could feel how you tightened around him and he knew you were getting close. His gaze moving from where your bodies were meeting to look at your face. Your eyes closed and your lips parted as you let the most sinful noises fall from them. You had always been beautiful to him but in this moment you were ethereal.

Part of him almost wanted to thank the curse that had done this to you both. You felt better than he could've ever imagined. It's why his hips continued to snap at the quick pace his body seemed to set due to the aphrodisiac. His psyche seemed bound and determined to get you to cum...almost obsessed with the idea of it; pairing that with the notion of cuming inside of you. That's all it took for his eyes to squeeze shut and him to moan out your name.

His snapped his hips towards you one last time before he buried himself to the hilt. His cock twitching as he releases inside of your womb. A few moments later you tighten around him and cum at the way the tentacle had rubbed your abused clit. Your pants filling the air around you but that burning feeling hadn't gone away. The curse above you both chuckling before it commanded you both to continue.

And that's exactly what you two did in so many positions. Missionary. Doggy. Hell at one point, with the help of the curse, Geto was able to put you in a full Nelson. You don't remember the last time, if ever, you had cum this much. Over and over again until the sun started to rise in the sky.

By then the curse was long gone and the aphrodisiac that you both had been under finally had relinquished. Your body going back to normal while you were able to live another day by paying with what seemed like endless orgasms. You were nuzzled into Geto's neck, you still sitting in his lap with him inside you, as he leaned up against a tree. You were both silent as the forest around you started to wake up and you couldn't help but groan at how sore you were starting to feel.

"Y'know I'm really sorry about all this," Geto started out as he was looking up at the trees above. You were about to reassure him that it wasn't either of your faults but he spoke up again before you could. "But I'd be lying if I said I wouldn't want to do that again. When we are more in our right minds of course." He said as he looked at you. Your eyes widen at his words and you feel your heart skip a beat. Your pussy reacted to which only caused his lips to spread into a smile. "I take that as a yes."

©ᴅᴇʟᴜʟᴜ4ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ 2024 ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ʀᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

ᴅᴀɪʟʏ ᴄʟɪᴄᴋꜱ

ᴘᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇ

[delulu4anime]

𝔚𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔗𝔬 𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔒𝔫𝔢⇥ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴠɪᴛᴀʟꜱ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ⇥ ᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴛ! ᴛꜱᴜᴋɪꜱʜɪᴍᴀ x ɴᴜʀꜱᴇ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʀʏ ᴘᴀꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ⇥ ʀᴏʟᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴜʟᴏɢʏ⇥ ᴛꜱᴜᴋᴋɪ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴘɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴅʀᴏᴏᴍ. ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴇx ʟɪꜰᴇ ɪꜱ ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛʟʏ ꜰɪɴᴇ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ʟᴀᴄʏ ꜱᴛᴏᴄᴋɪɴɢꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴅ ʜᴇᴇʟꜱ.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢꜱ⇥ ᴛꜱᴜᴋᴋɪ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄᴏɴᴅᴇꜱᴄᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ, ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴘᴀɴᴛɪᴇꜱ ɪɴ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ, ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛ ɴɪᴘᴘʟᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏ, ᴅɪʀᴛʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋ, ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅɪɴɢ, ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟɪɴɢ (ɪᴇ. ꜱʟᴜᴛᴛʏ).

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ⇥ 2.5ᴋ+

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇʀᴍᴏɴ⇥ 🔞ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇʏᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅʟʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴜʀʙᴇᴅ. ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴡ🔞- ᴀꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʙᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ ɪꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴏɴʟʏ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴛꜱᴜᴋᴋɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴜꜰꜰ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜꜰꜰ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴅʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ʜɪꜱ ᴍɪɴᴅ ɪꜱ ʙʟᴏᴡɴ. ʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴇᴀꜱɪʟʏ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴜᴀᴅᴇᴅ ᴇꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴅᴀʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴋɪɴᴋᴛᴏʙᴇʀ! ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ!

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʜʏᴍɴꜱ⇥ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴅ ɪꜱ 'ʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ/ᴡʜʏ ɪ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡᴀʏ, ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ/ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ, ɪᴛ ᴅʀɪᴠᴇꜱ ᴍᴇ ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ

Tsukishima wasn't sure why he had agreed to do something so...cheesy. You had whined about trying something new in the bedroom and he reluctantly agreed because despite it all he did love you. He loved you so much that he was willing to subject himself to wearing a cheap hospital gown that was a size too small and nothing else underneath. All apart of the role play you insured him, but now that he laid on the bed waiting for you to come out of the bathroom he just felt silly. His arms were crossed over his chest as he stared up at the ceiling questioning it all.

The aircon had turned on a few minutes before and he desperately wanted to use the blanket on the bed to cover up. He was the ill patient who couldn't pay for his medical bill while you were the helpful nurse who was willing to work something out. He even took the time to memorize the cheesy lines to enhance the role play for your sake of course. All he wanted to do was touch you and whisper sweet nothings into your ear while he pulled those sounds from you he loved so much. Besides this wasn't even realistic the more he laid there and thought about it. He had insurance and with the paycheck he got from playing volleyball he was more than covered. Plus who would even accept sex as a-

"Hello sir. I understand you're in need of some medical assistance." You called out sweetly from the doorway of the bathroom.

Tsukishima looked over at you and his eyes widened at the sight before him. The stereotypical nurse outfit hugged your body in all the right places. The neckline dipping down far enough to see your cleavage and if he looked hard enough he could see the outline of your nipples through the white fabric of your costume. His gaze moved down to where the hem of the dress lay at the top of your plush thighs. There was a sliver of your thighs spilling over the edge of the lacy stockings that adorned your skin. And those red heels? Fuck, did that make his dick twitch. He could feel his cheeks heating up as he met your gaze again and his mouth suddenly felt dry.

"Y-Yes." Tsukishima replied in a bit of a shaky tone.

"Wonderful. I'm going to start with checking your vitals." You said as you started to make your way over him. Your heels clicking against the hardwood floor of your shared bedroom.

Each step you took caused his heart rate to increase. This was just suppose to be a simple role play that he had to get through before he was able to bury himself in his favorite spot. He didn't think something this silly would affect him so much. He shifted slightly on the bed and tried to adjust the hospital gown though it was futile at this point. His gaze not leaving you as you picked up the clipboard that was sitting on the nightstand next to the bed; one that you often used for your remote job at home. You pretended to look it over before you let out a dramatic sigh and looked over at him. His heart skipping a beat as he saw the way you puffed out your bottom lip.

"Looks like you didn't put any form of payment down. How are you expected to pay for your visit today?" You said as you tilted her head.

"I...um," Tsukishima said in a hoarse tone before he cleared his throat. "I have another way to pay that doesn't involve money."

Goddamnit, this was like something straight out of a cheesy porno but it felt so exhilarating. He propped himself up on his elbows as he looked up at you from his spot on the bed. He knew his hard on wasn't exactly subtle anymore but he didn't care; it was your fault anyways and you'd be taking care of it soon enough. Your brow pinches together as if you were confused and it only made him want to skip the dialog and bend you over the bed. To pull those sweet nosies from you and see that expression when you come undone for him.

"And what way is that sir?" You said and he couldn't take it anymore.

He didn't hesitate to reach over and grab your arm as he pulled you onto the bed. He immediately pinned you to the bed and settled himself in between your legs. He tore the flimsy hospital gown off and tossed it elsewhere in the room before he grabbed your plush thighs that laid across his. He watched as the hem of your dress rode up and his breath hitches when he spots those lacy, red panties. You really were going to be the death of him.

"So pretty." He breathed out and you couldn't help but squirm under his gaze.

"S-Sir what are you-"

He suddenly moved one of his hands away from your thighs and covered your mouth before you could even finish your sentence. His hazel eyes move from your panties and up to meet your gaze; the hunger in his eyes evident.

"Shut up. I told you I have my own way of paying for my stay today. Now you're gonna be a good girl and help me feel better aren't you?" He said in that condescending tone he often used when you both got intimate like this.

This wasn't exactly what you had planned for. He was suppose to tell you some sob story that would make you feel sorry for him. You'd cave and tell him not to worry about payment and you'd take care of him regardless. You planned on teasing him before climbing on top and sealing the deal. However, this was an unexpected but not an unwelcome twist.

You meekly nod your head as your breathing shifts now that he was on top of you. Tsukishima hummed above you as he moved his hand away from your mouth. His slender fingertips brushing over your jawline before he ran it down the column of your neck and to your cleavage. You gasp at the way the flimsy fabric comes undone just by a simple tug. Your breasts a little more exposed now and he didn't hesitate to move the fabric away completely; his fingertips easily taking advantage of this. He took one of your nipples between his thumb and index finger then lightly pulled which caused you to whimper.

"I don't know how you walk around and get anything done when you wear something like this. Something so revealing," He breathes out as he lets go of your nipple and rough pushes up the hem of your dress so it bunches around your waist. "A sweet little nurse like you shouldn't be wearing this y'know? Someone could take advantage of you." He said as one hand rested on your plush stomach while the other reached in between your legs and brushed his fingertips over the damp fabric of your panties.

You let out a moan at the way his fingertips feel against your panties which only encourages him to press his thumb against your clothed clit more.

"You gonna answer me or you just gonna keep making those pathetic noises?" Tsukishima said as his gaze became lidded with desire. Seeing you like this underneath him would always be one of his favorite sights.

"I-I haven't had anyone take advantage of m-me." You whine out as you start to shift your hips up to move against his fingertips more.

Your eyes widened when you feel a tug and the sound of your panties ripping. Before you could even say anything you could see that look in his and that smirk spreading over his lips.

"Open your mouth my sweet little nurse."

And you did just that without any hesitation. Your brow furrowed slightly as you felt the fabric of your ripped panties touch your tongue. Your little noise muffled now and for a moment Tsukishma thought bout taking them out of your mouth. However, there was something so lewd about seeing you like this; looking so desperate and ready for him. He hums as he wraps his hand around his cock and leans back on his thighs to look down at your body spread beneath him; his hand starting to move up and down lazily. A bead of precum starting to form at the tip as he lets out a shaky breath.

"You're one slutty little nurse. Would you really would let me use this pussy to heal my ailment?" Tsukishima taunted as a sly smile spreads over his lips while his hand continues to glide over his cock.

You squirm under his gaze and all you can do is meekly nod your head at his words that only served to make you wetter.

"Such a good girl." Tsukishima hummed out before he grabbed the panties out of your mouth and tossed them elsewhere. He wasn't going to be able to wait anymore nor did he care how cheesy this idea had been before. He needed you and that's all that mattered.

You can't help but let out a whimper when he finally slides into your heat and the groan he lets out causes a shiver to run down your spine. The stretch was what you had been wanting to feel since the moment you started this role play with your boyfriend. His moves both of his hands to grip the back of your thighs and it was borderline painful the way his nails dug into your skin; a pain that blended into the pleasure you were feeling. You both seemed to be taking a moment before he pushed against your thighs so that they were a little closer to your chest. You could feel him slowly pulling out before moving his hips back inside you.

His lidded gaze focused on where your body's were connecting. His pace agonizingly slow and you couldn't help but grip the bedsheets underneath you both tightly. You almost uttered out the request for him to move more when he spoke up first.

"F-Fuck this pussy feels too good," Tsukishima moaned out before his gaze moved to meet yours. "t-this is exactly the treatment I needed."

He slowly pulled back out and you expected him to continue at the slow pace before he suddenly slammed his hips against you. You let out a squeak which caused the corners of his mouth to tilt upwards at your reaction; that was all the motivation he needed to set a harsh pace. Your breast bouncing with each movement of his hips and your grip on the sheets tighten even more. The way he filled you up was something you hoped you'd never get use to; it was like you were made for one another, fitting together like puzzle pieces. Even now as he bullied your cervix with the tip of his cock you couldn't help but look up at him with hearts in your eyes. His grip on your thighs tightened for a moment before he shifted. He easily folded your body into a mating press as his movements only seemed to increase; the sound of skin against skin filling the room along with your combined moans.

"B-Baby p-plea-"

"That's unprofessional don't you think?" Tsukishima pants out. "Referring to your patient by a pet name. Show a...h-haa...little decorum." Tsukishima says as he looks down at you as if you were some pathetic being when in reality it was taking everything in him not to cum inside you right now. "Do you always talk to your patients like that? Bet you do. So they can put you in positions like this."

You could help but let out a string of whimpers and moans at the way he seemed to taunt you with his words. Combing that with his movements it was no wonder the pressure in your lower stomach was starting to become deliciously unbearable.

"That's not true s-sir." You whimper out as you can feel tears of pleasure starting to form in your waterline.

"Oh but I think it most certainly is true. This slutty cunt of yours is just sucking me right in. I bet you only accept patients that can't pay for their medical treatment in an ethical way so they can pay you back like this."

This only earns him a string of whines and moans as he continues to snap his hips against yours.

"Sir please. Please don't sto-haaa." You were barely even able to get the full sentence out before Tsukishima was letting out a breathy chuckle.

He could see out of the corner of his eyes the way your red heels seem to move each time your bodies collided. He could feel his release approaching soon and without thinking much he snaked his hand down between your bodies. His slender fingertips brushing against your sensitive nub and that only pushed you closer to the edge.

"C'mon little nurse. Won't you help a-oh fuck...a suffering man?" Tsukishima continues to taunt despite how close he was. His fingers rubbing even faster and you couldn't help but tighten around him.

You were too fucked out to even go along with the role play anymore. All you wanted was to feel the release that was approaching quicker and quicker by the second.

"H-Haa baby...I'm close." Tsukishima grunted out and his hips were only able to thrust a few more times before you were coming undone around him. Your hands shooting out to grab onto his shoulders. Your eyes squeezing shut as you tilt your head back and lets out a sinful moan at the way your orgasm crashed into you.

Seeing you like this was all he needed to succumb to his own release and with a sharp cry of your name he finished inside you. His cock twitch ever so often before his body falls on top of yours. Both your heavy pants filled the room for a moment before you let out a chuckle and buried your face into the crook of his neck. Your legs and arms wrapping around him as you placed a soft kiss on his temple.

"Well you were surprisingly more cooperative than I thought you'd be with this." You said in a teasing tone which only caused him to let out a huff.

"I only did it because you wouldn't stop whining about it." Tsukishima murmurs into your neck as he places an affectionate kiss against your skin.

"Says the one who got really into it." You said with a chuckle as you shifted underneath him. There was a brief moment before he sighs and nuzzles into you closer.

"Maybe role playing isn't so bad." He replies with a hum.

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𝔚𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔗𝔬 𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔴𝔬⇥ᴄɪɢᴀʀᴇᴛᴛᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏ ʟᴏʟʟɪᴘᴏᴘꜱ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ⇥ ᴀᴋɪ ʜᴀʏᴀᴋᴀᴡᴀ x ᴄᴏ-ᴡᴏʀᴋᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʀʏ ᴘᴀꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ⇥ ᴏʀᴀʟ ꜰɪxᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴜʟᴏɢʏ⇥ ʜᴇ ᴄʀᴀᴠᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪᴄᴏᴛɪɴᴇ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏ ꜰʟᴀᴠᴏʀ. ᴡʜʏ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴛᴀꜱᴛᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ? ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ꜰɪxᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛʀᴇꜱꜱ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏꜱ.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢꜱ⇥ ꜱᴍᴏᴋɪɴɢ, ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ʙʟᴏᴡᴊᴏʙꜱ, ᴅᴏᴍɪɴᴀᴛᴇ ᴀᴋɪ, ʙɪᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱQᴜɪɴᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴡᴀʟʟᴏᴡ, ᴅᴇꜱᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴀᴋɪ, ꜱʜᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴀ ʟᴏʟʟɪᴘᴏᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪᴍ.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ⇥ 2.5ᴋ+

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇʀᴍᴏɴ⇥ 🔞ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇʏᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅʟʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴜʀʙᴇᴅ. ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴡ🔞-ɪ ᴀᴍ ꜱᴏ ᴜɴʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴀʙʟʏ ꜰᴇʀᴀʟ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀᴋɪ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɪꜱʜɪʙᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴍ ᴄꜱᴍ. ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴜɴʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜʏ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴛᴜᴅʏ ɪᴛ. ɪ ꜰᴏᴀᴍ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ɪ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ. ʟᴏʀᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇʀᴄʏ. ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏꜱ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴏ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴀʏ ᴛᴡᴏ ʙᴜᴛ ᴏʜ ᴡᴇʟʟ. ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴅᴀʏ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴏꜰ ᴋɪɴᴋᴛᴏʙᴇʀ ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪ ᴡʀᴏᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴏɴᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴍʏ ᴘᴀɴᴛꜱ. ᴀꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ!

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʜʏᴍɴꜱ⇥ ᴏᴏʜ, ʟᴇᴛ'ꜱ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴄʜᴇᴍɪꜱᴛʀʏ/'ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪ'ᴍ ᴅʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇʟᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ/ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏʟᴇᴄᴜʟᴇꜱ/'ᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛɪᴄʟᴇꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴏʟʏ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ/ɪꜰ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ/ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴀɴ ᴜɴᴅɪꜱᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴇʟᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ/ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴏʀɴ ɪɴ ʜᴇʟʟ ᴏʀ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ-ꜱᴇɴᴛ/ʙᴜᴛ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʏ ɪ'ᴍ ɪɴᴛᴏ ɪᴛ

The music bumped throughout the house and the conversations people were having seemed to all blend together. Aki wasn't sure why he let Himeno talk him into coming to this party tonight or why Power and Denji felt the need to tag along. Regardless he was regretting his decision greatly. Himeno was drunk and moving to the song that played a few feet away, not at all in rhythm with the tune. He'd lost sight of Power hours ago and he would've done the same with Denji had Aki not been staring him down like a hawk.

He could see how flushed Denji's cheeks were as Makima talked to him. She looked so relaxed talking to Denji while he looked like a mess as he usually did when talking to a woman especially one a beautiful as Makima. Aki could feel the jealousy bubbling up in him over this; that should be him having her attention not some idiot like Denji. Aki scoffed as he pushed off the wall he had been leaning against; he needed a cigarette...now. He maneuvered his was through what seemed like an endless see of people to get to the patio.

However, once he was able to get there he noticed even more people outside drinking and laughing with one another. Something he didn't want to partake in at all. He sighed as he looked around and saw a flight of stairs a short distance away so he decided to take his chances. He made his was upstairs and notice immediately that no one had bothered to set foot up here and better yet there was a balcony. Aki made his way through the bedroom and noticed the sliding door was ajar. The curtains on either side swayed in the light breeze that had made its way inside. Soon his gaze shifted to the person who was leaning against the balcony railing. Shit...he really wasn't in the mood to make small talk with anyone; maybe if he turned around quietly he could...

Before a plan could even form in Aki's mind you looked over your shoulder when you sensed someone's presence. Aki froze for a moment when your gaze met his and when he realized it was you he suddenly didn't mind the company. You were technically a newbie, only being with Makima’s sector for a year, but with how reserved you were most of the time he wondered if you had been a private devil hunter that just decided to join something like Public Safety. He didn't ever ask because asking leads to conversations and conversations were the last thing either of you ever seemed to want. You two were cordial with one another, never saying more than needed, and he liked that. You weren't a hassle.

So with his shoulders now relaxing knowing he could partake in his cigarette in peace he reached out and opened the sliding door. He stepped out into the cool night air and closed the door behind him. You had moved your gaze back out to the city around you without saying a word, knowing you didn't really have to when it came to Aki. A lollipop stick hanging out of your mouth like always. Aki pulled the carton of cigarettes out of his pocket and opened the lid with his thumb. He looked at the two measly cigarettes he had left and he made a mental note to stop by the convenience store on the way home.

He pulled one out and put it between her lips before he pulled his lighter out. There was a soft click before the flame appears and he leaned forward to lit the end of his cigarette. He makes sure to keep his distance from you so he doesn't blow the smoke near you. He inhaled the nicotine and it immediately sent a wave of relief over him; his eyes closing to relish the sweet relief.

"That's a nasty habit y'know." You said as you broke the silence between you two.

He opened his eyes and pulled the cigarette away from his mouth and exhaled the smoke. He stared at you for a moment as you continued to look out at the city; the party below seeming like a million miles away.

"Says the one always with a lollipop in her mouth. Don't know what's worse the fact you're bound to have cavities or the fact you look like a ten year old." Aki sassed back and for a moment he felt guilty for doing so…that is until you laughed. You looked over your shoulder and raised a brow.

"Better than getting lung cancer don't you think?" You shot back and Aki paused for a moment before he rolled his eyes.

He took another drag from his cigarette as he leans against the railing away from you still. Despite not really caring about the consequences of his habit he at least didn't want you to inhale the smoke. There was a brief pause between you as he exhaled the smoke and watched it lift into the night sky.

"I never understood your obsession with lollipops." Aki uttered out breaking the silence between you. His gaze moving over to you.

You hummed at his words as you grabbed the stick and slowly pulled it out of your mouth. Aki's eyes locking in on the way you do so and he can't stop the way he swallows thickly before his gaze moves back to meet yours. There was a feeling in the pit of his stomach that he didn't quite recognize especially when it was directed towards someone like you.

"It's called an oral fixation. You have one too just with cigarettes." You replied as you motioned to his cigarette between his fingers with your lollipop. "Helps ease the stress doesn't it?" You say as put it back in your mouth savoring the sweetness of the artificial cherry flavor.

"There's no way a damn lollipop will ease the stress." Aki says with a scoff and you roll your eyes at his skepticism. This reaction out of you was a nice little change up from how you both usually were with each other. It made him want to keep pushing you as he took another drag. "At least it keeps you quiet I guess."

Aki's lips curve up at the corners as he brings the cigarette back up to his mouth to take another drag.

"I know a few things that would keep me quiet for ever longer. Would fill up my mouth too much to even speak actually." You shot back without missing a beat.

Aki's eyes widened as he inhaled too much and started to cough. You watch him with a gaze akin to boredom as you continue to enjoy your sweet treat.

"What?"

"You heard me."

Silence that filled the air between both of you once again as you just stared at each other. Enough to hear the party continuing on downstairs and even the lyrics to whatever pop song was currently playing could be heard if you listened close enough. You could see the resolve in his gaze shift as he clenches his jaw; this was a side of Aki you hadn't seen before and you couldn't deny that you liked it. A lot.

"You don't know what you're talking about." Aki grumbled as the grip on his cigarette tightened between his fingers.

"Oh but I do know what I'm talking about. I mean it's one of my favorite things to do anyways. Suck on lollipops." You said as you continue to taunt him.

You expected him to blush and stammer on about how lewd you were being. To stop and even roll his eyes because despite him being attractive that didn't mean he had any experience with women. He was such a stickler for the rules at work and his mind seemed to have a one way track which really only consisted of killing devils or Makima. Which is why you didn't expect him to put his cigarette out on the balcony railing and his lips to pull into a slight grin. He let out a breathy chuckle and flicked the cigarette butt off the balcony not caring one bit where it could've landed. In the matter of a second he was in front of you and looking down at you with something you couldn’t quite pinpoint in his eyes. You took a small step back but the railing preventing you from going anywhere. He reached out and grabbed your jaw and your breath hitches.

"Open your mouth." Aki commanded.

You blinked up at him for a moment and he raised a brow. He let go of your jaw and patted your cheek lightly.

"I said open your mouth."

You immediately do as your told and open your mouth. Aki tilted his head to the side as his gaze moves down to where the lollipop is sticking out of your mouth. He motions to it with his chin before his lidded gaze moves to meet yours.

"Gimme that." Aki said and your brow furrowed for a moment before your hand seemed to move on its own.

You raised your hand up, grabbed your lollipop, and started to pull it from your mouth. His eyes are glued on the way you slowly removed the lollipop from your mouth. A small string of saliva on the red candy before you reached up to put it in his mouth. He leaned down slightly as he wrapped his lips around the candy. His gaze moving to meet yours as he hummed at the flavor. Aki leaned back and moved his hands to his pockets as the white stick moved from one side of his mouth to the other.

"Get down on your knees." Aki commanded again after a moment of silence which only caused your eyes to widen.

"W-What?" You breathed out not expecting Aki to say or do this.

"You heard me."

Your body moved on its own again as you immediately fell down to your knees in front of him. He looked down at you with expression that was different than his usual aloof expression...he looked hungry.

"Go on. This is your favorite thing to do after all right? Sucking on lollipops. Show me then. Suck on mine." Aki said in a condescending tone as he moved the lollipop around in his mouth again.

You could stop the soft whine that leaves your lips at his words and the butterflies in her stomach start to flutter about. Had you known rilling him up would lead to this you would've done it a long time ago. Your hands reach up and start to undo his belt and slacks; in a matter of second you were eye level with his cock. Your mouth practically watered before you looked up at those blue eyes that seemed to darken the moment your eyes met. You opened your mouth and took in his length into your mouth.

You hummed at the taste of his pre-cum that had already started to form at the tip. The mixture of his taste combined with the after taste of the cherry was quickly becoming your new fixation. Your gaze never leaving his as you start to swirl your tongue around him which only causes him to groan. His eyes narrowing as you start to slowly move your head up and down against his length. His jaw clenched slightly as he watched you move against him and he couldn't stop himself for moving his hands out of his pockets and to the back of your head.

He closed his eyes and leaned his head back as he shifted his hips against your mouth slightly. You moaned around him as you moved your hands to his thighs and gripped the fabric of his slacks.

"T-That's it...just like that." Aki grunts out as you move your tongue about and continue your movements.

The party continued on downstairs and occasionally you could hear the people right below you on the patio laughing and conversing with one another. They had no idea the lewd actions that were happening just above them on the balcony. It only excited you and made you want to please him more. Your eyes flutter shut as you focus on making sure he feels good. You pick up your movements which only earns you a string moans and grunts from the man above you. His grip on the back of your head tightens as he starts to move his hips more. His lips part and the lollipop hangs lazily in his mouth as feels his restraint snapping.

"F-Fuck m' sorry." Aki breathes out and before you can even process why he was apologize he was already bucking his hips forward. "C-Can't help it. Feels so good."

Tears build up in your waterline as you let him use your mouth the way he wants. He couldn't believe he was doing this. Had planned to save himself for his work and that was it. But seeing you standing there, taunting him, with that goddamn lollipop. Something took over him and right now he was feeling anything but regret.

He clenched his jaw and he feels the candy crunch under his teeth. He can feel his release coming sooner than he thought and it was all because of that mouth of yours. Because of your sassy remarks, the way you flaunted the lollipop, and now this. This might be his new fixation. His new way to dull down the stress of being a devil hunter. For having to baby sit Power and Denji. For not being able to even touch Makima the way he wanted. No this...this would be what he'd crave from now on. You.

"O-Oh fuck baby...baby...h-haa...m' gonna cum." Aki moaned out.

Baby? Heavens he was losing his mind. Your mouth felt too good. The way he spoke only caused you to moan around him and that was all he needed to send him over the edge. His teeth biting down on the stick of the lollipop as he held your head in place. His release filling your mouth as you gripped his slacks tightly. You swallowed every bit and as you pulled off of him you were expecting to be able to take a breath of air. What happened instead was Aki kneeling down to crash his lips against yours. The stick from the candy discarded but with the way he moved his tongue into your mouth all you could taste was the aftertaste of his release and cherry flavored bits of the lollipop. You moaned into the kiss as you both moved in sync with one another before he pulls away first. You both pant and swallow the pieces of the candy as you look at one another.

"Let me be your fixation," Aki panted out. "Let me taste you...devour you."

©ᴅᴇʟᴜʟᴜ4ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ 2024 ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ʀᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

ᴅᴀɪʟʏ ᴄʟɪᴄᴋꜱ

ᴘᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇ

[delulu4anime]

𝔚𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔗𝔬 𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔒𝔫𝔢⇥ ɪꜱɴ’ᴛ ʜᴇ ᴏʟᴅ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴀᴅ?

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ⇥ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ!ᴋɪꜱʜɪʙᴇ x ʜʏʙʀɪᴅ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʀʏ ᴘᴀꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ⇥ ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ ᴋɪɴᴋ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴜʟᴏɢʏ⇥ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ. ᴅᴇᴄᴇᴘᴛɪᴏɴ. ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ. ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-ꜰɪ��ᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ; ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇᴛ ʜɪᴍ. ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱɴ’ᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴠᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴋɴɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ꜱʜɪɴɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴍᴏʀ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ʜᴏᴘᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢꜱ⇥ ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ ᴋɪɴᴋ, ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ (ᴋɪꜱʜɪʙᴇ ɪꜱ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ꜰɪꜰᴛɪᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪꜱ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-ꜰɪᴠᴇ), ᴘᴇᴛ ɴᴀᴍᴇꜱ (ɪᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ɢɪʀʟ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛʜᴇᴀʀᴛ), ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ, ꜱᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴋɪꜱʜɪʙᴇ, ɪʟʏ’ꜱ, ᴄᴏᴜᴄʜ ꜱᴇx, ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀɪɴɢ (ꜰᴏʀ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ), ᴘɪᴠ, ᴜɴᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴇx.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ⇥ 3.1ᴋ+

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇʀᴍᴏɴ⇥ 🔞ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇʏᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅʟʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴜʀʙᴇᴅ. ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴡ🔞-ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɢᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴍᴀɴ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ. ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴘᴏꜱɪᴛɪᴏɴ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀɴ. ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪʀᴛɪᴇꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʏꜱ. ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ᴛᴏᴏ. ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀ. ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴡʜʏ ɪ ᴡʀᴏᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ. ʟᴇᴛ’ꜱ ɪɴᴅᴜʟɢᴇ ɪɴ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴡʜᴏʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴋɪꜱʜɪʙᴇ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ. ᴀʟꜱᴏ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴᴏɴʟʏ ꜱᴀʏꜱ ʜᴇ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏꜱ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰʀᴇᴀᴋʏ ᴍᴀɴ ʟɪᴋᴇꜱ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ ᴛᴏᴏ. ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴅᴀʏ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴋɪɴᴋᴛᴏʙᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ!

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʜʏᴍɴꜱ⇥ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɢɪʀʟ/ɪ'ᴅ ᴅᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴅᴏ/ɪ'ᴅ ʀᴜɴ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪᴅᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ/ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛ ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ ɪꜱꜱᴜᴇꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴅᴏ ᴛᴏᴏ

Kishibe hadn't realized how soft he had gotten in his old age until recently. A hardened Devil Hunter like him shouldn't have care what happened to someone like you. As far as he was concerned the reports about you pointed to the only right thing to do; dispose of you. Yet the way you had fallen to your knees and looked up at him as the rain cascaded down on you both. That look in your eyes of utter defeat and you hadn't even tried to fight him. There was something in him that soften and went against what he usually did. Everyone said the booze had finally rotted his brain because no sane Devil Hunter would willingly care for a devil but you were different. Even after several years of living together, you both continued to prove everyone wrong. 

You weren't as violent as the reports made you out to be. You were lost and, like any beasts when cornered, you would attacked. It was a shame the things that had happened to you. You didn't have a fighting chance from the moment you took your first breath. Your mother had died during childbirth and your grief stricken father was beside himself; why had she died and you lived? It hadn't made any sense to your father who was declining mentally with each passing moment. You weren't even a week old when your father called upon the Scythe Devil, one that had been associated with death itself, for a contract. A devil that could undo such a permeant outcome for a hefty price; a price that many humans ultimately could not pay. 

A life for a life. The was the Scythe Devil's terms and it would not budge for anyone. It was terms that were more than fair for your father, your little life for the life of his beloved wife. The Scythe Devil restored life to your mother and your father, ever grateful, knelt down presenting your sleeping little body to the Scythe Devil. It took you and vanished into thin air like it did after every contract was completed. It was suppose to be an easy soul to collect but The Scythe Devil decided to do something different; it kept you. It cared for you like your father should have and when your body was strong enough to wield its power it merged with you. You were suppose to take over and be better than it had ever been. 

You were the child it never had and it put more effort than it should have into making sure you were ready. At first you were hesitant to do as the Scythe Devil asked of you, you were only sixteen at the time; slaying any being you came across, whether that be a human or devil, and consume the soul was a lot for a teenager to process. Yet over the years you had become numb to the screams and blood; consume, consume, consume. You were suppose to be feared in the new age where weapons became automatic and the Gun Devil almost reigned supreme. Yet by the time you were in your mid-twenties you couldn't bring yourself to do so anymore. You knew private Devil Hunter's and Public Safety alike were after you; you had made quite the name for yourself. Yet on that day you met Kishibe you decided to stop running once he finally caught up to you; you fell to your knees in front of the man before you. 

Nearly begging Kishibe to kill you while the Scythe Devil raged inside you; surrounding wasn't any option for the Scythe Devil but for you it was about to be the way to freedom. No more blood shed, no more unanswered questions, and no more feeling used. You were expecting to be killed on the spot and you waited for the sweet pain to signal it was all over. What you were met with instead was light...your salvation. Kishibe had taken you in and with some convincing on Makima's part you were able to live with him. You were under house arrest for several months to make sure that you truly were no threat and what better person to live with than Kishibe just in case things went south. After seeing how docile you truly were Kishibe managed to convince you to join Public Safety, working alongside him and many other Devil Hunters. It wasn't the most ideal arrangement for the Scythe Devil, coming along with you to do chores around the apartment and then joining to fight alongside humans. 

But after a year or so the Scythe Devil was on board too; any way to collect souls was okay for it. You thought that it was you who needed Kishibe more than he needed you but it was actually quite the opposite. It was getting harder to get out of bed in the mornings when your warm body was pressed against him, sleeping peacefully. It was even harder on days that you had off and he still had to go into the office. Kishibe found himself craving your warmth and the way you looked up at him. Kishibe even found himself drinking less in order to remember nights where you had attempted to cook for him only to order takeout instead. The nights where you would drag him to the video store after work so he could get you all the movies you missed out on as a kid. The way you laughed at his jokes or the way you pouted when he told you not to eat the pastries he had gotten before dinner. 

It all felt so domesticated and he wasn't sure that he deserved something like this. Even now the wine he had tucked under his arm had nothing on the taste of you. It had been a long day of paperwork, newbie training, and trying to kill the devils that still posed a threat to humanity. He dug around in his trench coat pocket for his keys as his lidded gaze focused on the door in front of him. Just on the other side was the being that he had come to cherish more than his own life and in just a few more seconds he'd be able to hold you close. He wondered what you had gotten up to in the day; chores no doubt but were you cleaning in just his shirt again or would he find you in your own clothes though it wasn't as enjoyable. He just needed to- 

Before he could even finish the thought let along stick the key in so he could unlock the door you were opening the door to the apartment. You thought you had heard the jingle of the keys and you quickly made your way over to the front door. You didn't even bother peeking through the peephole because you just knew it was him. You immediately wrap your arms around him and bury your face into the crook of his neck. He grunted at the sudden impact of your body before he chuckled and walked you back into the apartment. He kicked the door closed behind him with one arm wrapped around you while the other, that still had the wine tucked under his arm, reached to lock the door. Once he knew you both were safe inside he buried his face against your temple and inhales your scent; the scent of home. 

"Did you miss me pretty girl?" Kishibe murmured and you nodded your head. 

"Always." You murmured back and he hummed before placing a soft kiss against your temple. 

It was no secret at the office that Kishibe had a soft spot for you and vise versa. However, there was never much PDA between you two at work other than fingertips brushing over knuckles when handing off paperwork or a gentle head pat after a successful mission. It wasn't until you were both back home that you could finally touch each other the way you had craved all day. He was able to look down and noticed that you were wearing one of his white t-shirt he often wore under his uniform shirts. His hand he had wrapped around you moving down your side and down to the hem of your shirt that looked better on you than it did on him.

"Brought some wine home. Figured we could celebrate." Kishibe said which caused you to raise your head from his neck.

"Celebrate what?" 

"The fact that I get to come home to you everyday." Kishibe's deep voice carries throughout the entryway and swirls around in your head. You couldn't help but chuckle as you tilt your head.

"That's something to celebrate?" You playfully said and he leaned down to press his lips against yours. 

Your eyes flutter shut and you hum at the feeling of his lips against yours. It started sweet and slow as if that's all the kiss would be, a way to show each other how you missed one another throughout the day. But the moment he started to walk you backwards down the hallway and into the kitchen was the moment you knew it was going to turn into so much more. And with that you wrapped your arms around his neck and deepened the kiss which caused him to groan. He walked you back enough to set the bottle of wine down on the kitchen counter before he wrapped both his arms around your body. His fingernails digging into your ass just enough so that it would leave behind the crescent shape of his nails. A sign that he had been there touching you and he intended to leave more markings behind in places only he could see. You pulled away from his lips and panted when the sound of the bottle hitting the kitchen floor startled you. 

You looked to see the dark liquid along with the glass all over the kitchen floor, Kishibe used the way you craned your neck in order to see around him as the opportunity to attack your neck with kisses. Your mind immediately pulled away from the mess and back to Kishibe as you let out a soft moan. The living room was adjacent to the kitchen and it didn't take long for Kishibe to get you onto the couch and take off your shirt. The moment he tossed the shirt haphazardly onto the floor was the moment goosebumps started to rise up on your skin. You had nothing on underneath which made it easy for the cool air coming from the mini split above the tv to blow directly onto your exposed skin. A shiver ran down your spine at the way he pressed his index finger lightly against your bottom lip and slowly trailed it from your chest, sternum, and down to your stomach.

"Been thinking about you all day pretty girl. Thinking about you like this. Bare and ready for me. It's one of my favorites." Kishibe murmured as he leaned forward and pressed his lips against your forehead. 

His fingertip trailing down until your breath hitches at the feeling of his index and middle finger running along your wet slit. You spread your legs and it causes Kishibe to hum above you.

"Such a good girl spreading wider for me without me even asking," Kishibe coos out before he slides his fingers inside you. You let out a wonton moan as you tilt your head back against the back of the couch. His fingers moving in and out of you at a painfully slow pace. "And you're already so wet...what were you thinking about hm?"

"Y-You." You whine out as you grab at the fabric of the couch. "How much I missed you and couldn't wait for you to get home."

"About how much you missed who?"

"About how much I missed daddy."

Kishibe hums again as he starts pumping his fingers in and out of you faster. The way he curled his fingers and his free hand pressed against your clit was enough to make your hips shift forward.

"Such a good girl for me," Kishibe murmurs as he leans forward and nips at your neck. The sound of your crying pussy along with your moans was making Kishibe harder by the second. "Don't think I'm gonna be able to hold out sweetheart. Need you too badly." He grunts out against your skin.

"P-Please daddy...need you."

Usually he would have you beg more and bring you to a release before he thought about being inside you but he needed you more than he usually did today. He pulled his hands away from you which caused you to whine again. His lidded gaze moving to you as he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his slacks.

"Go ahead and lay down pretty girl." He breathed out and you didn't hesitate to lay flat on your back.

     Kishibe struggled off his trench coat while he shook off his slacks down his long legs. His hand tugging his tie off and tossing it over his shoulder as he climbed onto the couch with you. He was in between your legs in less than a second and pulling his boxers down so his cock was freed from the constricting fabric. Kishibe grunted as the tip of his cock brushed against your wet slit, making sure he was lined up. He focused on the way he pushed his cock inside of you before his gaze moves to meet yours. You let out a moan as he started to stretch you out in all the best ways. 

"Daddy loves you sweet girl," He breathed out as he continued to push himself in until he was buried to the hilt. "Daddy will always love you."

Kishibe start to move his hips at a steady pace, the heat of your body enveloping him. You moaned as your eyes fluttered shut and the pleasure started to consume you again.

"I love you daddy." You gasp out and he couldn't help but groan as you said those words he loved hearing. He dipped his head down so he could bury his face into your neck again.

"Gods, sweetheart, you're so tight." Kishiba moaned out as he picked up his pace. Your arms wrapping around his neck.

"F-Feels so good daddy. Please." You moan out. 

He let out a low growl, his hands grabbing your hips in a bruising grip as he continued to pound into you.

"Fuck. So good. You feel so damn good. Like you were made for me."

The sound of skin against skin quickly filled the room. The couch creaking under your combined weight as it occasional hit the wall. His cock always reaching spot your fingers only dreamed of reaching. 

"Right there daddy...h-haa...r-right there."

Kishibe groaned as he lifted his head to look at you, sweat starting to bead on his forehead. He thrust into you harder, not caring if the neighbors could hear.

"Gods, I've missed this. Missed you. I missed being inside you. Missed how you feel, how you sound, how you say my name."

You knew it was silly, you had sex the night before but it always seemed like the days he came home and ravished you like this were the days you didn't go to the office with him. The days where he was reminded of what it was like before you were in his life. Days he dreaded being alone now that he had gotten a taste of heaven. The more you squirmed and moaned underneath him the closer it drove him to his release. His hand leaving your hip and snaking between your colliding bodies. You felt him attack your bundle of nerves and you arched you back and moaned. Your thighs trembled when you wrapped them around his waist as his hips kept snapping against you. 

"Fuck oh f-fuck daddy," You moaned out at the way the pressure in your lower stomach was building up at a rapid rate. "M' gonna cum." 

"Yeah pretty girl? Gonna cum for daddy and make a mess for me?" Kishibe moaned out as his kept his gaze on you. Seeing you come apart for him was something he’d never get sick of seeing. "Be a good girl and show me how good daddy makes you feel." 

He had become such an intoxicating person, one that you needed every day. A addiction you'd never want to get rid of. Not with the way he looked down at you or pounded into your cunt like it truly was made for him and him alone. The way he rub your clit desperately trying to push you over the edge because he just had to see you cum before him. It's what got him off. To see his pretty baby crying out for him. He could see the tears of pleasure forming in your waterline and as soon as they spilled over with how overwhelming it felt to be so close just needing a bit more. That's when his deep voice filled the space between you along with your bodies meeting and your moans. 

"Daddy's here pretty. C'mon and let go for me."

Those words paired with the assault on your clit is what had you coming undone with his name on your tongue like a prayer. His divine purpose. It wasn't long before he followed and came deep inside you. You both panted as he collapsed on top of you. Your labored breath filling the living room as you started to rub his back through his work shirt he never even bothered to take off. Neither of you said anything while you basked in each other’s warmth before you suddenly broke the silence with a sudden thought.

“Should probably clean up the wine. Might stain the-”

You let out a squeak at the way he suddenly shifts positions and you were now straddling his lap. You can feel his cock twitch inside you and you looked at him with wide eyes only for him to smirk. Despite the fact you were still trying to come down from your last high, you were ready to go again.

“In a minute. Daddy still hasn’t gotten his fill yet.” He said as he started to unbutton his work shirt. You were in for another long night.

©ᴅᴇʟᴜʟᴜ4ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ 2024 ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ʀᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

ᴅᴀɪʟʏ ᴄʟɪᴄᴋꜱ

ᴘᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇ

[delulu4anime]

𝔚𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔗𝔬 𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔢𝔫⇥ ꜰᴏʀɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ꜱɪɴɴᴇᴅ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ⇥ ᴘʀɪᴇꜱᴛ!ᴛᴀɪᴊᴜ ꜱʜɪʙᴀ x ꜱᴜᴄᴄᴜʙᴜꜱ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʀʏ ᴘᴀꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ⇥ ᴘʀɪᴇꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏʀʀᴜᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴋɪɴᴋ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴜʟᴏɢʏ⇥ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱʜɪʙᴀ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴀɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴅ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏᴅ. ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱᴛʀᴀʏ ʜɪᴍ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘᴀᴛʜ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢꜱ⇥ ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ, ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢ, ꜱᴄʀɪᴘᴛᴜʀᴇꜱ ʀᴇᴄɪᴛɪɴɢ, ᴄᴏʀʀᴜᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ, ᴠɪʀɢɪɴ ᴛᴀɪᴊᴜ, ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴘɪᴠ, ᴜɴᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴇx, ᴏʀᴀʟ (ꜰᴇᴍ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠɪɴɢ), ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴇꜱꜱ, ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ꜱɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ, ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡᴏʀꜱʜɪᴘ, ᴘᴇᴛ ɴᴀᴍᴇꜱ (ɪ.ᴇ. ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʟᴀᴍʙ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ꜱᴀʟᴠᴀᴛɪᴏɴ), ʟᴏᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴅɪᴀʟᴏɢ, ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ⇥ 5.8𝚔+ (ɪ ᴄᴏɴᴅᴇᴍɴ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ. ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴀɪᴊᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ ɴᴏ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅꜱ.)

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇʀᴍᴏɴ⇥ 🔞ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇʏᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅʟʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴜʀʙᴇᴅ. ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴡ🔞-ɪ’ᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰꜰ ʙʏ ꜱᴀʏɪɴɢ ɪ’ᴍ ᴀɴ ᴀᴛʜᴇɪꜱᴛ ᴡʜᴏ ɢʀᴇᴡ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴄʜʀɪꜱᴛɪᴀɴ-ʙᴀᴘᴛɪꜱᴛ ᴄʜᴜʀᴄʜ. ɪ ɢᴏᴏɢʟᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ɪꜰ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇɴ’ᴛ ᴜꜱᴇᴅ ᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ ɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏꜱ. ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏɴ ʜᴀꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴍʏ ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀꜱ ᴀ Qᴜᴇᴇʀ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ᴄʜᴜʀᴄʜ ᴡᴀꜱɴ’ᴛ ᴀ ꜱᴀꜰᴇ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ. ᴅᴇꜱᴘɪᴛᴇ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴛʀᴀᴜᴍᴀ ɪᴛ ʜᴀꜱ ᴍᴀɴɪꜰᴇꜱᴛᴇᴅ ɪᴛꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴘʀɪᴇꜱᴛ ᴋɪɴᴋ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ꜱᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɪɴ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢᴀʀʙ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴏɴ, ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ ᴅᴀᴍɴ ɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʜɪᴛ. ᴏɴ ᴛᴏᴘ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱʜɪʙᴀ? ᴏʜ ʜᴇ ɪꜱ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴄᴏʀʀᴜᴘᴛᴇᴅ. ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏꜱ ɪꜰ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ ᴏʀ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴀ/ɴ ᴜᴘꜱᴇᴛꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴛ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ. ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴏꜰꜰᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ʀᴇꜰᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ ʟɪꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍʏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱᴍᴜᴛᴛʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ. ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛᴀɪᴊᴜ ᴏɴᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴋɪɴᴋᴛᴏʙᴇʀ ꜱᴏ ꜱᴛᴀʏ ᴛᴜɴᴇᴅ. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀɴ ᴏɴ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ꜱᴏ. ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴄᴏʀʀᴜᴘᴛɪɴɢ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱʜɪʙᴀ!

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʜʏᴍɴꜱ⇥ ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ'ꜱ ɢᴏᴛ ʜᴜᴍᴏᴜʀ/ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪɢɢʟᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ꜰᴜɴᴇʀᴀʟ/ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ'ꜱ ᴅɪꜱᴀᴘᴘʀᴏᴠᴀʟ/ɪ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ'ᴠᴇ ᴡᴏʀꜱʜɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴏᴏɴᴇʀ/ɪꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴅɪᴅ ꜱᴘᴇᴀᴋ/ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜᴘɪᴇᴄᴇ/ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ꜱᴜɴᴅᴀʏ'ꜱ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʙʟᴇᴀᴋ/ᴀ ꜰʀᴇꜱʜ ᴘᴏɪꜱᴏɴ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴡᴇᴇᴋ

You had existed for a millennium as a divine succubus with a human form that would change every century or so. Like any succubus, catching prey was easy and you had countless contracts with humans you barely even remembered. However, over the last few decades you found yourself getting rather bored of the same thing over and over again. So you tried your luck in a place no sane demon would set foot in...churches. Being in a place of worship didn’t cause you to catch fire and scream out an agony like the movies tried to portray. It was more of a nagging migraine that would dissipate the next day which was well worth it when the pay out was turning righteous beings away from their god. You had been to many churches and scored many contracts but you were looking for something harder to obtain. Something that would actually be entertaining and that's when you found it. 

You found him. You were welcomed right into the congregation as another lost soul in search of the correct path. The leader of the congregation and head clergy member was Father Shiba. It wasn't hard to see that he was a devoted man with values that reflect those of his lord and savior. He had a rather aloof personality but was always willing to help guide the sheep in his flock closer to god. It was exactly the fun you had been searching decades for. You waited until you were seen as a regular before moving in for the kill. It was a chilly Sunday night and the service had ended nearly forty minutes before; plenty of enough time for the congregation to have gone home. 

This was the time Father Shiba took for himself; to reflect on the word of god he had preached while lighting a cigarette and inhaling its addictive fumes. It was a vice that wasn't well received between clergy members and the congregation alike. This was the perfect time for him to indulge in a sin he'd repent for once he finished. He took another drag as you rounded to the back of the church.

"My, my Father and here I thought you were nearly god's spitting image." You teased as you leaned against the building.

Father Shiba heard your voice as he blows the smoke out from his lips. He looks over his shoulder and flicks the cigarette butt elsewhere; so much for peace and quiet. 

"What are you doing here? Mass has ended quite some time ago. I figured you've left by now." Father Shiba finally spoke up.

"I was just so moved by the sermon today Father Shiba," You started out. "I was going to ask a favor of you earlier but as always so many of the others flock to you. I wanted to wait for the right time. I was wondering if we could discuss some scriptures and pray together?"

Father Shiba raises an eyebrow at your words. He couldn't deny that you, the newcomer, hadn't caught his attention. You looked to be in your mid-twenties yet the stories the other clergy members had told him made it seem like you had been to hell and back. What troubled you so? As a priest it was his duty to help a lost lamb like you find the light again. He nodded his head and motioned for you to follow him back inside.

"Of course. Come with me." 

You hummed and followed after him back into the church. You passed a few of the clergy members who stayed behind to clean up, pray, and set up for the upcoming week. Father Shiba greeted each one, they greeted him back, and smiled at you as you both passed by. Father Shiba lead you upstairs and down a narrow hall which was lined with various portraits of god, scenes from the bible, and scriptures. Father Shiba continued to walk down the hallway with the confidence of someone who had walked it in hopes to help a lost lamb many times before. He opened the door at the end of the hallway that lead into his office; it was a decent sized room with a small window that overlooked the front of the church. There was oak desk with a leather chair that you assumed he spent many hours praying and looking over the sermon for the upcoming week. 

There was a leather couch on the neighboring wall with a bookcase full of different religious books, scriptures, and binders. In the other corner of the room was a small wooden alter with a statue of Jesus on the cross. He stands to the side so you can walk into the room and he motions over to the couch. You make your way over and sit down as the leather shifts underneath you. You look around his office as you crossed your leg over the other.

"It's quite cozy in here Father Shiba."

Father Shiba makes his way over to sit down on the couch with you. He leans back, resting an arm on the armrest and crossing one leg over the other. His sharp golden eyes studied you, taking in every little detail. He nodded, acknowledging your words.

"Indeed it is. I like to make it inviting for anyone seeking guidance." Father Shiba said before he clasped his hands together. "Now you said you wanted to discuss scriptures and pray with me, correct?"

"Ah yes," You said as you turned to face him a little more. "tonight's sermon about celibacy really spoke to me. But some of the scriptures you read got me thinking. Like Roman 12:1."

"And what precisely about that verse got you thinking?"

"Am I wrong for wanting to have someone and wanting to devote myself to god? I mean the verse says: 'Therefore, I urge you, brothers and sisters, in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God—this is your true and proper worship'," You quoted the verse as you tilt your head. "doesn't that mean god wants me to present my body for him and he alone?"

Father Shiba's face didn't change from his usual stoic expression as he listened to you speak. It was a matter of faith and one that he was all too familiar with.

"The verse you speak of is not to be taken literally. It is a call to live a life of service and devotion to God. To offer one's body as a living sacrifice is to dedicate oneself to serving God's will and to use one's gifts and talents for his glory, not to present one's body in a physical manner."

"You make it seem so easy to understand the scriptures Father," You say with a sigh. "I want to live up to god's image but it's so hard sometimes."

Father Shiba's gaze softened slightly as he listened to your words. There was so many lost lambs who said the same thing and even he had struggled for so long to get to where he was.

"Ah, I understand what you mean. It is hard to live a life devoted to God. It takes discipline and sacrifice. But I assure you, it is worth it in the end."

You hummed at his words as you looked around him office for a moment. You stood up and made your way over to the open window. The sheer curtain blowing in the window as you looked down at the courtyard. Some of the other members of the clergy leaving for the night.

"How long have you been a man of the cloth Father Shiba?"

He leaned back fully against the couch as he rested his elbow on the arm of the couch. It had been so long he had to think about it for a minute.

"Mm, a long time. I've been serving the church as a priest for fifteen years." He said as studied you, wondering what you were really getting at.

You let out a low whistle as you turn to look back at him.

"Fifteen years?" You repeat before you lean against the windowsill. "No wonder you have all the answers. It's like this is second nature to you. Almost like breathing." Father Shiba can't help but hum as the corners of his mouth tilt up.

"Yes, I suppose you could say that. It is second nature. Serving God is part of who I am. It's not something that I take lightly."

"What did you do before you were a priest?" You asked and he sighed. A hand running over his face as he shakes his head.

"I was a lost lamb like you once. On the wrong path that god didn't intend for me to take. But the lord made sure I got back on track by opening my eyes and since then I have devoted my life to him and the church." 

"Did you ever want to meet someone and start a family?" You asked and he shrugged his shoulders.

"I thought about it when I was a bit younger but I soon came to the conclusion that wasn't part of god's plan for me. I have my hands full with running the church and making sure everyone in the congregation is happy."

You nodded your head as you listened to his words. You pushed off the windowsill before you turned to close the window.

"You mentioned in Corinthians that Paul says unmarried people are more focused on the Lord and pleasing him, while married people are more focused on worldly affairs and pleasing their spouse. Do you agree with him then?"

"In my case yes, I do agree with what Paul says in Corinthians. Marriage often brings a new set of priorities and responsibilities, which can make it harder to fully focus on God."

"And in those fifteen years you've been utterly faithful to your Heavenly Father?" You said and Father Shiba raised a brow at your question. Wasn't it obvious? All he could do was nod his head as he watched you close the window. "So does that mean in a little over a decade you've never seen a woman you wanted?" 

Father Shiba's brow now furrows as his lips part to say something but before he can you interrupt.

"In fifteen years you never gazed upon a woman who had fallen to her knees begging for your guidance. Pleading for you to cleanse her from sin and not had the urge to sink into her so you could hear her cry your name?" 

Despite his best efforts to stay composed Father Shiba couldn't help the way his cheeks heated up and he knew there was color starting to rise up in his cheeks. The way you spoke such blasphemes things without a second thought. He shifted on the couch as he suddenly averted his gaze from you. He wasn't going to let you see any hint of vulnerability in his expression. 

"No, I've never thought such things. I am devoted to my faith and serving God. I have not given in to such desires or tempted to stray from my vows." Father Shiba said in a matter-of-fact tone that left no room for discussion on the matter. But for you? Oh it just made you smile. 

"Are you saying you're immune to a woman's beauty then? Never once had that natural urge inside every mortal man to take a woman in a biblical sense? I mean if god made those thoughts natural for mankind to survive, thrive even, then why shy away from it as if it's a sin?" 

Father Shiba takes a deep breath, feeling the heat in his face growing. Your questions were becoming increasingly bold, and you seemed to be pushing his buttons very intentionally. His mind was swirling with conflicting thoughts and feelings. He tried to focus on the words of the Lord, to stay true to his vows and resist the temptation before him.

"I am not immune to a woman's beauty, nor am I immune to temptation. However...I have chosen to deny myself such desires in the name of serving God and living a life of purity and devotion."

"Well if that's the case why would god create such an act if sex is seen as a sin?" You ask as you tilt your head, acting as if you're just so confused by all this.

"It is not a sin for married couples to engage in sexual relations with each other, as long as it is done within the bounds of holy matrimony. However, outside of marriage, sexual relations are generally considered inappropriate and sinful. Especially for those who devote their life to God."

"But god loves all his children does he not? He created sex as a way to bring him glory and worship him fully did he not? So sex in general, if anything, should be explored if it is for Christ." You say as you push off the windowsill and start to make your way over to him slowly.

Father Shiba's expression darkens at your words and his gaze finally moves to you. It was becoming more and more clear that you were not here to pray or have a serious discussion about your faith. You were testing his faith and pushing his buttons intentionally. Yet he refused to let you get the better of him.

"Sex was created by God for procreation and as a means of expressing intimacy and love between husband and wife within the bounds of marriage. It is not a tool to be exploited or used indiscriminately, especially for 'bringing him glory'."

You sigh as you suddenly fall down to your knees before him. You close your eyes and bow your head. Your hands raised up slightly as you clasp them together.

"Forgive me Father...it is why I seek your guidance. Your sermon about celibacy has moved me for that reason. That desire in me continues to grow daily. It's an insatiable hunger. It makes me wonder if I'm even worthy of god's love."

Father Shiba's expression suddenly softens when you suddenly fall to your knees. He could see how sincere you seemed and the conflict within you. He shouldn't have been so quick to judge; maybe you were just trying to understand him. He studies you carefully as he lets out a sigh.

"Little lamb, you are worthy of God's love. You are not alone in your struggles with temptation and desire, but we were born with sin in our hearts. We all face trials and tribulations in this life. The important thing is to seek guidance, confess your sins, and to strive to live a life that brings glory to God."

He watches as you lift your head up and his eyes widens slightly when he sees the tears in your waterline. Your bottom lip wobbles as if you were just a moment away from crying. He can't deny that it tugs at his heart strings.

"If I confess my sins to you will god forgive me Father Shiba?"

"God is merciful and willing to forgive all sins if we sincerely repent. Confessing your sins to me is a step towards seeking forgiveness from God. I will listen and offer guidance and support, but it is ultimately up to you to seek forgiveness and turn away from your sins." Father Shiba says in an even tone and you nod your head as you put your hands on the wooden floorboard and start to crawl towards him. 

"Please help me with my affliction Father Shiba. You seem to understand my soul when you speak the words of god to the congregation."

Father Shiba shifts against the couch again as he tries to brace himself for your next move. He wasn't sure how this was going to go. His mind was starting to race. All he could do was offer you the same support he always offered to the lost little lambs in his flock.

"L-Little lamb, I am here to help. Confess your sins to me and together we shall seek forgiveness from the Lord." Father Shiba said and before he could clear his throat his breath hitches when he feels your hands on his knees once you reach him.

"How should I even start my prayer father? How should I ask for gods help?" You softly ask as you start to gently push his legs part. 

Father Shiba doesn't understand what's happening; everything in him was telling him to stop you immediately. Yet all his body can do is stiff in as if you had some physical effect on him. He tries to remain calm like he was did in challenging moments.

"You can begin by confessing your sins to me, child. Tell me what sins are troubling your heart and mind."

"Forgive me father for I have sinned...I've never confessed my sins to anyone. The desire to get on my hands and knees for a man. To worship him with my mouth and tongue claws at my mind. To use my body and hear his moans like a prayer. It's insatiable Father."

Father Shiba's eyes widen as your words hit him like a ton of bricks. His heart starts to beat faster as he watches you lower your head so your cheek was pressed against his thigh while your hands were clasped together in his lap. 

"Little lamb, you must resist these desires. They are sinful and will only lead to further temptation and harm..."

"Father please...I'm unsure how to resist." You say with a sniffle as you look up at him from your spot between his legs. You nuzzle your cheek against his thigh and you hear him exhale a breath above you.

Father Shiba closes his eyes and grits his teeth as you nuzzle into his thigh, your face pressing against him in a way that sent a wave of physical pleasure through his body. He can feel himself starting to lose control, his hand twitching as it rests on the arm of the couch.

"You must strengthen your faith and resist temptation... these desires are not to be acted upon... you must trust in God and seek forgiveness for having these thoughts.."

"Oh but Father Shiba," You breathe out as you move to his other thigh and nuzzle your face there. You inhaled his scent and you had to keep your mouth from salivating. "why would god allow me to have these conflicting thoughts? Why would he allow my body to feel this hot and achy if it is a sin?"

The switch to the other thigh sends a shiver down Father Shiba's spine, the combination of your touch and the feeling of your breath he could feel even though his cassock was driving him wild. Your words, spoken in so soft and yet seductive tone, make him struggle to keep his composure. He grips the arm of the couch tightly, his knuckles turning white as he fights against the growing desire within him.

"These thoughts and desires are a test of your faith and devotion to God... you must resist them... it is sinful to give in to such lusts.."

"If I fight these thoughts will god love me?" You ask as you start to move your hands under his cassock as your met with the fabric of his black slacks.

The feeling of your hands running up his thighs, rubbing softly against the fabric of his slacks, is becoming unbearable. He can feel his body responding to your touch and proximity, a heat building within him that he's struggling to control. Your question hangs in the air, and he stammers for a moment before finally responding, his voice more strained than before.*

"Yes... if you fight these thoughts and resist temptation, God will love you... it is a test of your faith and your devotion to Him..."

"Will you pray over me Father?" You breathe out as you rise up from the floor and slowly start to climb into his lap. Your lips brushing over the skin on his neck once you get seated comfortably. "I am so frightened these thought will consume me. That I will be too far gone and that god won't love me anymore."

Father Shiba's heart is racing and his breathing is ragged as your lips brush over his neck, your words sending a shiver down his spine. A part of him wants to push you away, to maintain his composure and professionalism. To remain faithful to his vow to god. But the other part - the part that's been growing stronger as each moment passes - wants only to feel more of your touch. He swallows hard and nods his head.

"Yes, my little lamb... I will pray for you... and you will not be alone in your struggle against these thoughts and desires...God will always love you as long as you remain faithful to Him.."

"Even though my mind is filled with such sin right now? He would still love a filthy sinner like me?" You whisper as your lips brush over his earlobe. Your hips shifting against his lap.

The feeling of your lips so close to his ear and your hips shifting against his lap wasn't helping his racing thoughts. The realization that you were sitting on his lap caused the heat growing within him to pool in his lower abdomen. His voice is barely above a whisper as he replies.

"Yes... God loves all his children no matter how sinful they are... as long as you have the desire to seek forgiveness and turn away from your sins, you will always be welcome in his love and mercy..."

"Tell me Father...what's on the mind of a pure man like you? Maybe I can follow your holy example."

Father Shiba's mind is swirling with conflicting thoughts and desires as you start to shift your hips against him. He grabs onto the fabric of the couch desperately trying to hold on to the little bit of restraint that he still has. He can barely focus, his body responding to your close proximity, but he forces himself to answer your question despite how strained his voice was.

"A pure man... a man who is devoted to God... his thoughts are filled with the words of scripture, prayer, and the ways he can lead his congregation towards salvation..." 

"Then why does your body say otherwise?" You whisper against his skin. "It's okay to confess too isn't it Father? Let's repent together."

That's all it took for the fifteen years of celibacy to come crashing down. The fifteen years of being focused on nothing but god's words and helping his lost flock find god. Fifteen years gone.

"Yes... it's okay to confess... we can repent and seek forgiveness together..." Father Shiba whispered, his tone dripping with desire.

He lets go of the couch and moves his shaky hands to your thighs. His fingers moving under the fabric of your dress and he could feel your plush skin in the palm of his hands. You smile against his ear feeling his finally give way to his earthly desires. He can feel his body responding to you, his breath starting to become labored as he continues to slowly slide his hands up your thighs. He needs you, despite knowing it's wrong, he needs desperately has to have you.

"Would you worship me instead Father Shiba...be the deity you sell yourself to?" You as him as you lean back and run your hands up his chest. You want to watch his expression as he answers. 

"Yes," Father Shiba breathed out. "I would worship you. I'd forsake my faith for you." Hearing himself say that he would leave behind his faith in order to workshop her caused the heat in his body to rise up. His hands move to your waist as he started to move you against his clothed hard on. He was so desperate for any kind of contact. He leans in as his lips hovered over your neck; his warm breath sending a shiver down your spine. "I would fall to my knees before you. I'd worship you with my hands and mouth."

Your eyes widened at his words and how it had such a strong effect on you. It had been so long since a human had made you feel this way and a man of the cloth no less.

"You'd forsake your god and sell your soul to me?"

Father Shiba inhales your scent, an aphrodisiac in itself, and his mind is a blur. Clouded with nothing but desire and he doesn't hesitate to not his head. He bucks his hips against you and lets out a wonton moan.

"Yes... I'd forsake everything. My god, my faith, my morals. I'd sell my soul to you...I'd do anything you asked of me."

"All for a bite of the forbidden fruit?" You breathe out as you suddenly rip open his cassock and his white button up shirt underneath. Your eyes landing on his tattoos that were always well hidden under his clothes and it only made you crave him even more. This priest had more to his story than what meets the eye. 

Father Shiba shivers as he feels you tear his cassock open and the cool air attack his warm skin. His breathing comes in ragged gasps and his heart hammers in his chest as he gazes up at you. His need for you overriding all rational thought.

"Yes. I'd do anything. I need you...I need to feel you, taste you, worship you."

You hummed as you listened to his words. You couldn't deny that his words were turning you on more than any other human had before. You started to shift more into your true form as the red little horns started to become more visible; your thin, whip-like tail with the tip shaped like a heart moving about freely. Your large wings spreading out and taking up more space in his office. His admission was all you needed for his soul to officially be yours. You laid both your hands against his bare chest and made sure to mark his skin with your marking. Each succubus having her own distinct marking to let any other succubus know who the victim belonged to. 

He winced at the burning sensation as she engraved her marking into his skin; it was too late for him to turn back now. Not that he was sure he even wanted to even now that he knows what you truly are. 

"Oh Father Shiba how you excite me with your words. Fifteen years of celibacy and you throw it away in a moments notices. You must be touch-starved." You practically purr out and shift your hips against him.

A soft groan escapes his lips as you shift your hips against him again, the words ringing in his ears. He had been trained as a priest to keep his desires in check, to deny his body's needs, but now all the years of celibacy are catching up to him.

"Yes...I am. I'm touch-starved. I've denied myself for so long but I can't resist you. I need you too badly to care about the consequences anymore."

"Oh my dear sweet human," You say as you lean forward and run your forked tongue along the column of his throat. "There is no consequences for lust. Only a reward. A satisfaction you have been depriving yourself of. You prayed to an empty sky before but I will answer all your prayers from now on. Now allow yourself to consume the fruit your deity will present to you."

Father Shiba's breath hitches as your forked tongue runs up his throat, the sensation thrilling, only fanning the flames of need burning within him.

"Please. I need the fruit you offer my salvation."

You suddenly pushed him back onto the couch and you snap your fingers which caused your clothes to practically disappear. Your marking on your lower stomach glowed along with his. The act was about to seal the deal forever. You straddled his face and he wraps his arms around your thighs immediately. His thumbs reaching up and spreading your wet lips apart and he groans. Your natural scent making his mouth water.

"You are unbelievably beautiful." Father Shiba says in a breathless tone. "I need to worship you with my mouth."

With that he starts to press soft kisses against both of your inner thighs, before he leans up to press a soft kiss against your pussy. He needed to worship you. To prove to you that he was worthy to be claimed by you. He lolls his tongue out as he starts to eat the forbidden fruit he hadn't realized he craved until now. You let out a moan as you grabbed onto his hair and started to move your hips against his tongue. He groans against you as you help guide him, his hands gripping your thighs. He savors the way you feel, the way you taste, and the way you smell. 

It leaves his mind with only one goal and that was to please you. He started to flick his tongue against you as he explored more of you with an almost frenzied need. He is worshipping his precious deity. 

"Your tongue feels so good human. Better than I expected." You moan out for him. "Just like that." 

Father Shiba moaned against you and the vibration only served to make you feel even better. His nose brushing against your clit everything he dove his tongue deeper into your cunt. You tilt your head back and moan loudly and you wondered for a moment if you were the one under his spell and not the other way around. You grasp tightening as you grind against his mouth harder and you feel him buck his hips up slightly. You gasp when you feel him start sucking on your clit, his tongue flicking back and forth. It was what had you coming undone for him just a few seconds later. His name on your tongue as it lolled out and his nails dug into your skin. 

He easily drank up your sweet nectar and when he pulled away you whined at the lack of contact. You had planned to riding him like you often did with all of the humans you played with. However, you let out a yelp when he suddenly pushed you back onto the couch. He removed his torn cassock along with his ripped shirt, belt, and slacks. Your lidded gaze noticed the mirror behind him and you noticed the big cross tattooed on his back it truly made you wonder who he was. This human had your mind spiraling and it was the first time in a long time. Your mouth watered when he pulled down his boxers and he was left naked before you. 

His toned, tattooed body was something you don't think you'd ever forget. You recalled him saying he had a life before he committed himself to Christ and you wondered if how much he learned during those years before he became a man of the cloth. That thought lasted all of two seconds when he suddenly dove right into your heat. You both moaned in unison and before you could even get use to the stretch Father Shiba was already setting a brutal pace. He grabbed the back of your knees and immediately pushed your knees to your chest. His gaze fixated on the way your pussy took his cock and it was a sight to behold. You reached out a put your shaky hands on his toned thighs and cried out for him.

"S-Slow down!" You whimpered out. Something you had never said before. No human had ever done this to you before. He groaned above you as his lips pulled into a cocky grin.

"You present to me the sweetest fruit known to man and expect me to slow down? I didn't think I had already screwed your brain that dumb." Father Shiba said with a breathy tone and you could see the way your marking started to glow brighter which indicated that you were getting close already.

"M' not gonna last l-long." 

"Already? Figured a succubus would have higher stamina than this. Something we can work on my salvation." Father Shiba grunted out as he started to pound into you more. 

Your nails digging into the skin of his thighs as you couldn't hold open your eyes anymore. Nor could you hold on anymore and you came undone for him with a loud cry of his name. All you could focus on was the sound of groaning above you and the sound of your bodies continuing to connect with one another. He slams into you just a few more times before he moans out and buries himself all the way to the hilt. You feel the way he spills his seed into you and you loll your tongue out. Your eyes rolling back as it feeds your hunger. You usually had to go a few rounds before you felt satisfied but with this human you had done a one and done. You panted as you turned your head to the side. 

You felt like a rag doll and before you could even think to do anything he was already flipping you over onto your stomach. Your nails digging into the fabric of the couch as your body trembled. You looked over your shoulder as he lifted your hips up and he smiled.

"I still have so much to worship my salvation."

©ᴅᴇʟᴜʟᴜ4ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ 2024 ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ʀᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

ᴅᴀɪʟʏ ᴄʟɪᴄᴋꜱ

ᴘᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇ

[delulu4anime]

𝔚𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔗𝔬 𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔶⇥ ʏᴇᴀɢᴇʀ’ꜱ ɢɪʀʟ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ⇥ ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱᴏʀ!ᴢᴇᴋᴇ ʏᴇᴀɢᴇʀ x ᴛᴀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʀʏ ᴘᴀꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ⇥ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ x ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴜʟᴏɢʏ⇥ ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱᴏʀ ʏᴇᴀɢᴇʀ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴀ’ꜱ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʜᴇʟᴘꜰᴜʟ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜᴏᴜᴛ ʜɪꜱ ᴛᴇɴᴜʀᴇ ᴀᴛ ʟɪʙᴇʀɪᴏ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱɪᴛʏ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏɴᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ. ʜᴇ’ᴅ ɢᴏ ᴀꜱ ꜰᴀʀ ᴀꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢꜱ⇥ ᴀᴜ, ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ (ɴɪɴᴇᴛᴇᴇɴ ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ. ᴢᴇᴋᴇ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀᴛʏ-ꜰɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪꜱ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-ꜱɪx), ᴅᴏɢɢʏ, ᴏʀᴀʟ (ᴍ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠɪɴɢ), ᴘɪᴠ, ᴏꜰꜰɪᴄᴇ ꜱᴇx, ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ꜱᴍᴏᴋɪɴɢ, ᴜɴᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴇx, ᴄʀᴇᴀᴍᴘɪᴇ, ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴀʙᴜꜱᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ⇥ 1.8ᴋ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇʀᴍᴏɴ⇥ 🔞ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇʏᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅʟʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴜʀʙᴇᴅ. ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴡ🔞-ɪ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ʀᴇᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴀᴏᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪ ᴀᴅᴏʀᴇ ʏᴇʟᴇɴᴀ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ ɪ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀᴇᴅ ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ɪ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀᴏᴛ. ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ꜰɪᴠᴇ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴢᴇᴋᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜰɪx ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀꜱ ᴘᴀʀɪᴇᴛᴀʟ ɪꜱꜱᴜᴇꜱ. ᴀᴍ ɪ ʀɪɢʜᴛ? ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ. ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ!

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʜʏᴍɴꜱ⇥ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ꜱᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ, ɪ'ʟʟ ʟᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏᴡɴ/ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴛɪᴄᴋ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ/ʙᴜᴛ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴜᴅ?/'ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪ'ᴍ ꜱᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴜᴅ, ʙᴀʙʏ, ɪ'ᴍ ꜱᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴜᴅ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ

Professor Yeager had been teaching at Liberio University in the history department for nearly nineteen years and in that time he swore that autumn was the best season in his opinion. It was a time that he could take his different lectures he had throughout the day out for some fresh air; it was so crips that when he inhaled a deep breath he felt rejuvenated. His hot coffee, that he usually took black, somehow tasted so much better during this time of year. The leaves around campus were changing from green to different shades of oranges and yellows. This was also the time for students to start preparing for exams that were practically around the corner; usually Professor Yeager had his TA, Yelena, handle reviews while he focused on getting the materials ready for the exams. However, this was the first year he was going to be without Yelena due to her graduating several months before. He was happy to hear Yelena would be joining him in the history department as a fellow colleague rather than a TA that following year; yet that didn't solve the dilemma of being down a good TA. 

That was until you approached him with the application to become his TA around the same time Yelena was stepping down. He remembers seeing you in class and how you always seemed to be so fixated on every word that came from his mouth. It was no surprise when you passed his advanced class with flying colors. Professor Yeager knew having you as his TA would help him tremendously but he wasn't expecting you to be that helpful. It started with subtle touches when walking past one another in class or laughing well after office hours while you both graded papers. The little things like that led to kisses and him whispering how beautiful he thought you were. Which naturally led Professor Yeager to memorizing every scar, freckle, and stretch mark adorning your body. 

Learning how to make your body bend and mewl just the way he likes. He didn't care that there was a nineteen year age gap between you because your soul was so aligned with his he swore you were his soulmate. Your relationship was to be kept a secret because it was against the rules for a professor and their TA to have any kind of relationship outside a professional one. You could've transferred to a different professor but the idea of you being anywhere but his side made Professor Yeager him see red. No matter how many times he told himself he wouldn't become possessive of you each time together he got more and more attached. He had told you so many times to not get attached to him because you had your entire life ahead of you. He was a forty-five year old divorcé with nothing but you to look forward to while you still had the world at your fingertips. 

These were thoughts he didn't like to dwell too long on especially now that he was looking into those eyes he had become so fond of. Evening lecture had ended several hours before and with the cold no one wanted to stand outside his office waiting for the next student to leave so they could have their turn to speak to him during his office hours. His office door was closed and locked so there was no way either of you could be disturbed. He made sure the blinds were pulled down so no one could see what unholy transgressions were about to transpire. There was a record player in the corner of the room that played classical music every time he was in his office. It helped calm his mind when it seemed to run nonstop and he still had a long while to go before he was able to leave. It especially helps drown out the pretty noises he's able to pull from you.

    "On your knees." Professor Yeager commanded and you didn't hesitate to do so. Your eyes on him as he ran a thumb over your jawline at the same time his index rested under your chin. He hummed with fondness at seeing his obedient TA in front of him like this. "I want you to undo my belt now."

You reach up and run your fingertips over the material of his belt; the brown, smooth leather would feel so good against your skin. Another time perhaps. Your hands unzipped his slacks and slowly pull them down until the fabric hits the floor. His boxer followed after and the way his cock sprung up made your mouth water. Knowing that you were the one who got him like this gave you such an ego boost. You didn’t even wait for his next command as you were already lolling your tongue out and run it up along the vein that almost ran from the base to the tip. Your lips wrap around his head and you hum at the taste of his pre-cum already leaking out. He lets out a groan as he closes his eyes. 

His glasses slide down the bridge of his nose and he takes them off before tossing them on his desk. You look up at him as you slowly start to take more of him into your mouth. Inch by inch as you moved her tongue along him. He grunts as he reaches over to grab the pack in cigarettes on the edge of the table. He puts it between his lips as another grunt leaves his throat. Your steady pace and the way you moan around him feels heavenly. He grabs the lighter and manages to light the end despite how shaky his hands are. He tosses the lighter on his desk, with one hand moving to the back of your head and the other removing the cigarette from his lips; he tilts his head back and exhales the smoke.

"There's on two things that really calms me down after a stressful day. A cigarette. And this pretty.fucking.mouth." Professor Yeager grunted out as he bucked his hips with every word. 

You gaged around him as your eyes started to water already with the way his cock went down your throat.

"Aww c'mon love don't you want to make your professor proud?" He said in a condescending tone and patted your cheek. 

You whine around him as you keep your gaze on him. You blink the tears away as you start to bob your head up and down at a quicker pace. He takes drag after drag only to puff the smoke out like a train engine. It only proved that you were making him feel really good. 

"Fuck, love." Professor Yeager moans out. The hand on the back of your head digging into your scalp which caused you to moan around him.

The vibration of your moans and that look in your eyes nearly sent him over the edge. He suddenly pulled away from you which caused you to whine. You tried to follow him but he grabbed your jaw and forced you to look up at him.

"The only place I cum tonight is in that pretty pussy. Now be a good girl for me and bend over my desk." 

You practically teleported to his desk. Eager didn't even begin to cover how ready you were to be stuffed by him. You lay your hands flat against the glossy, walnut wood like he had instructed you to do so many times. The same u-shaped desk you had sat in front of for years as Professor Yeager reviewed different assignments with you. The same desk you sat behind as you helped him grade essays or exams. The same desk you were now bent over waiting to let him fuck you into the next lifetime. You feel him press against your ass as he leaned over you to put his cigarette out in the ashtray next to your hand and it sent a shiver down your spine. 

Your head already spinning with the idea of his cock being inside you; something you could shamelessly admit to have thought about countless times throughout the day. You feel him reach around and undo your jeans. With one swift motion your jeans and panties were around your ankles. You let out a soft moan as you felt his lips kiss up your calf’s, your thighs, and then your lower back before he stands to his full heigh behind you. 

"Such a good girl." Professor Yeager practically purred out.

You both moaned simultaneously when he suddenly slid inside of you. Despite taking him enough times to be use to it the stretch always seemed to catch you by surprise. You feel him grab your hips and slowly move in and out of you. You let out a soft moan that soon turned into something louder as he started to pick up the pace. Each thrust of his hips pushing you more into his desk. You shift and pull one of your legs out of your jeans so you can spread wider for him. He groans as he brings a hand down against your ass. 

His pace only increasing and the sound of skin against skin filled the room along with the classical music. You grab desperately at the edge of his desk as you press your cheek against the surface. Your eyes closed as he slams his hips against you at the pace that was starting to make you see stars. Zeke's grey eyes focused on the way your ass collides with his hips with each thrust.

"Fuck, you are taking me so good love," Zeke moans out as he closes his eyes and tilts his head back. "So proud of you."

It was those words alone that caused you to tighten around him. Hearing him say those words in that tone always got you. Your nails digging into the desk as you cry out in pleasure for him.

"L-Love you...l-love you so-" 

But before you could finish your sentence you felt Professor Yeager wrap his hand around your jaw and pulling you back against his chest. He crashed his lips against yours and you arched your back at such a delicious angle that Professor Yeager couldn't last much longer. He moaned your name against your lips and delivered one more harsh thrust that had both of you coming undone. There was a feeling that bubbled up in Professor Yeager as he softly peppered your face with kisses while you both came down from your highs. Maybe being in love with you wasn't such a bad idea. Maybe this time it could work out. 

"You keep talking like that and you'll turn me into a love sick fool. Might even give you my last name."

©ᴅᴇʟᴜʟᴜ4ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ 2024 ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ʀᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

ᴅᴀɪʟʏ ᴄʟɪᴄᴋꜱ

ᴘᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇ

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𝖂𝖊𝖑𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝕿𝖔 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕲𝖗𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖞𝖆𝖗𝖉

🪦𝙿𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚎𝚍.

🪦𝙸 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝.

🪦𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝙰𝙵𝙰𝙱!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

🪦 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎. 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔.

🪦𝙳𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚎’𝚜. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝����𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘.

🪦 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙾𝚁𝚂 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃. 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙻𝚂 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙶𝚁𝙰𝚅𝙴𝚈𝙰𝚁𝙳 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙻𝚈 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝙴𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙳𝙸𝚂𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙱𝙴𝙳. 𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙽𝙾𝚆.

🇵🇸 𝙳𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝙲𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜🇵🇸

𝔎𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶 𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔉𝔬𝔲𝔯

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔒𝔫𝔢⇥ʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴇꜱ ᴋᴀɪ ᴛꜱᴜᴋɪꜱʜɪᴍᴀ⇥ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔴𝔬⇥ʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴇꜱ ᴀᴋɪ ʜᴀʏᴀᴋᴀᴡᴀ⇥ᴏʀᴀʟ ꜰɪxᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔢⇥ʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴇꜱ ᴋɪʏᴏᴏᴍɪ, ʙᴏᴋᴜᴛᴏ, & ᴀᴛꜱᴜᴍᴜ⇥ᴛʀɪᴘʟᴇ ᴘᴇɴᴇᴛʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔉𝔬𝔲𝔯⇥ʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴇꜱ ʜɪʀᴏᴍɪ ʜɪɢᴜʀᴜᴍᴀ⇥ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ꜱɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔉𝔦𝔳𝔢⇥ʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴇꜱ ᴅᴀʙɪ⇥ᴄᴀʀ ꜱᴇx

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔖ℑ𝔛⇥ʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴇꜱ ꜱᴜɢᴜʀᴜ ɢᴇᴛᴏ⇥ꜱᴇx ᴘᴏʟʟᴇɴ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔖𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫⇥ʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴇꜱ ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ⇥ᴘᴇᴛ ᴘʟᴀʏ & ᴄᴏʟʟᴀʀɪɴɢ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔈𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱⇥ʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴇꜱ ꜱʜᴏᴇɪ ʙᴀʀᴏᴜ⇥ᴀᴜᴅɪᴇɴᴄᴇ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔑𝔦𝔫𝔢⇥ʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴇꜱ ꜱʜɪɴɪᴄʜɪʀᴏ ꜱᴀɴᴏ⇥ᴛɪɢʜᴛꜱ & ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔢𝔫⇥ʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴇꜱ ᴛᴀɪᴊᴜ ꜱʜɪʙᴀ⇥ᴘʀɪᴇꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏʀʀᴜᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴋɪɴᴋ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔈𝔩𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫⇥ɴᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ʀᴇꜱᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴇᴛ⇥ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔳𝔢⇥ɴᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ʀᴇꜱᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴇᴛ⇥ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫⇥ɴᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ʀᴇꜱᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴇᴛ⇥ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔉𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫⇥ɴᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ʀᴇꜱᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴇᴛ⇥ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔉𝔦𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫⇥ʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴇꜱ ᴛᴏꜱʜɪɴᴏʀɪ ʏᴀɢɪ⇥ʙʀᴇᴇᴅɪɴɢ ᴋɪɴᴋ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔖𝔦𝔵𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫⇥ʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴇꜱ ᴡᴀᴋᴀᴛᴏꜱʜɪ ᴜꜱʜɪᴊɪᴍᴀ⇥ꜱɪᴢᴇ ᴋɪɴᴋ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔖𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫⇥ɴᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ʀᴇꜱᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴇᴛ⇥ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔈𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫⇥ɴᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ʀᴇꜱᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴇᴛ⇥ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔑𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫⇥ɴᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ʀᴇꜱᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴇᴛ⇥ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶⇥ɴᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ʀᴇꜱᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴇᴛ⇥ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔒𝔫𝔢⇥ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴇꜱ ᴋɪꜱʜɪʙᴇ ⇥ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ ᴋɪɴᴋ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔗𝔴𝔬⇥ɴᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ʀᴇꜱᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴇᴛ⇥ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔗𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔢⇥ɴᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ʀᴇꜱᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴇᴛ⇥ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔉𝔬𝔲𝔯⇥ɴᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ʀᴇꜱᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴇᴛ⇥ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔉𝔦𝔳𝔢⇥ ɴᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ʀᴇꜱᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴇᴛ⇥ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔖𝔦𝔵⇥ ɴᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ʀᴇꜱᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴇᴛ⇥ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔖𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫⇥ ɴᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ʀᴇꜱᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴇᴛ⇥ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔈𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱⇥ ɴᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ʀᴇꜱᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴇᴛ⇥ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔑𝔦𝔫𝔢⇥ ɴᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ʀᴇꜱᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴇᴛ⇥ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔶⇥ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴇꜱ ᴢᴇᴋᴇ ʏᴇᴀɢᴇʀ⇥ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀxꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ

🪦𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔶-𝔒𝔫𝔢⇥ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴇꜱ ᴄʜᴏꜱᴏ⇥ᴄᴏꜱᴛᴜᴍᴇꜱ⇥ʟɪɴᴋ ꜱᴏᴏɴ

🪦ᴀʟʟ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴛᴀᴋᴇʀ, ᴅᴇʟᴜʟᴜ4ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴛᴀᴋᴇʀ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ ᴏʀ ᴘʟᴀɢɪᴀʀɪᴢᴇ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴡᴏʀᴋ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋᴇᴅ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ.🪦

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𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙹𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚢𝚏𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝙴𝚡𝚑𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚝

🪼𝙼𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚢𝚏𝚒𝚜𝚑🪼

🪼𝚂𝚎𝚊 𝙽𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝙹𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚢𝚏𝚒𝚜𝚑🪼

🪼𝙻𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝙹𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚢𝚏𝚒𝚜𝚑🪼

🪼𝙼𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝙹𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚢𝚏𝚒𝚜𝚑🪼

•𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝙿𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎• •𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚘• •𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝙻𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗•

•𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚂𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚗• •𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚒• •𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚅𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚣𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚊•

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𝔚𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔗𝔬 𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔑𝔦𝔫𝔢⇥ ᴡʜᴀᴛ’ꜱ ᴍɪɴᴇ, ɪꜱ ᴍɪɴᴇ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ⇥ ʙꜰ!ꜱʜɪɴɪᴄʜɪʀᴏ ꜱᴀɴᴏ x ɢꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʀʏ ᴘᴀꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ⇥ ᴛɪɢʜᴛꜱ & ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴜʟᴏɢʏ⇥ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ꜰᴜɴ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴛɪɢʜᴛꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴇᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ. ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴏᴋᴀʏ…ꜱʜɪɴɪᴄʜɪʀᴏ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢꜱ⇥ ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ꜱʜɪɴ, ᴘɪᴠ, ᴅʀɪɴᴋɪɴɢ, ꜱᴍᴏᴋɪɴɢ, ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱ ꜱʜɪɴ, ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ ꜱᴇx (ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴜʙ ʙᴀᴛʜʀᴏᴏᴍ), ᴛɪɢʜᴛ ʀɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ, ᴘᴇᴛ ɴᴀᴍᴇ (ᴅᴀɴᴅᴇʟɪᴏɴ)

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ⇥ 1.8ᴋ+

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇʀᴍᴏɴ⇥ 🔞ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇʏᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅʟʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴜʀʙᴇᴅ. ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴡ🔞-ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ ʜᴏᴡ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴇᴊᴇᴄᴛ ʜɪᴍ ʟᴇᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ. ɪ’ᴍ ꜱᴜʀᴇ ʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴀɴɴᴏʏɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄʀɪɴɢʏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʀᴜʙʙɪɴɢ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ. ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ʙɪʙʟɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ…ᴄʀɪɴɢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ. ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏꜱ ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ꜱᴀʏ ɴɪɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴋɪɴᴋᴛᴏʙᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ! ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ!

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʜʏᴍɴꜱ⇥ ɪ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ʙᴀꜱɪᴄ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇʙᴏᴅʏ

If someone asked Shinichiro at the beginning of the night if he was having a good time he would've told them absolutely. He and his friends got together at a popular club downtown to celebrate the success of Benkei and Wakasa's gym, Takeomi and his siblings successful YouTube channel, and the booming business at S.S Motor. On top of that he had invited you, the love of his life, to hang out with him and his friends. It was a good night till you showed up in that skirt that showed off those lush thighs and those tights you had on did nothing to help conceal the very things he wanted to be between right now. Benkei and Waka had gone outside for a smoke brake a few minutes before while he watched as you and Takeomi talked about the ideas Haruchiyo and Senju had for their upcoming videos. 

You laughed as you swayed slightly due to the alcohol coursing through you; you had what...two and half drinks tops. Yet there you were laughing and joking with Takeomi like he was just the greatest person on the planet. It shouldn't have pissed Shinichiro off that you were getting along with his friends because truth was they all could be a little rough around the edges; but you were so sweet and easy to like that it just came natural to them to welcome you in to their little group. On top of that you were at least a decade younger than all of them, the same age as Senju, so Takeomi saw you as a little sister at best. Shinichiro knew that but the jealousy continued to stir inside of him every time you smiled or bit your bottom lip to stifle that infectious laugh of yours at his jokes.

He was calm until Takeomi patted your knee when he announced he was going to get another drink from the bar. Shinichiro looked from Takeomi over to you as you took a sip of your mixed drink Shinichiro had gotten for you earlier. 

    "You having fun?" Shinichiro asked you and you looked over to your boyfriend and smiled.

    "Mhmm. Lots of fun." You reply in a sweet tone and his irritation earlier almost melts away completely...almost. 

    "I can tell...you must be pretty tipsy huh?" 

    "No, not really. I mean a light buzz sure but m' fine."

    "Really?" Shinichiro replies with a scoff before he looks down at the beer he had been nursing. "Figured you were a little more drunk being that my girl wouldn't let someone like Takeomi touch you like that." He says in a snarky tone. 

    He knows he sounds childish but, shit, you were his first serious girlfriend and he was sensitive when it came to you. You were so far out of his league that he constantly had to pinch himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. He didn't get jealous often but when someone touched you the way he would or looked at you the way he would it sent him into another headspace. It was maddening how ready he was to go to war for you. 

    "What are you talking about?" You replied with a furrowed brow.

    "You're sitting there letting him touch your knee. Hell, bet if I wasn't here you woulda let his hand move higher. It's not like that skirt is leaving much to the imagination." Shinichiro said before he took a sip of his beer.

    You narrowed your eyes at him as your grip on your drink tightened. Your skirt rested right above your knee and for extra coverage you were black tights underneath. After practically existing in sweatpants 24/7 due to finals at uni you wanted to try and dress up a little more since you were actually leaving your apartment for once. If anything you looked a little too modest for a club like this. So Shinichiro's words only irritated you.

    "You're being childish Shin. He patted my knee for two seconds. You all do that from time to time." You replied in a sassy tone and he looked over at you. A scoff falling from his lips.

    "But the difference is that I'm your boyfriend. I can touch you like that. You'd be acting like this if a girl touched me." Shinichiro said and your expression shifts as you raise a brow.

    "Shin the last time a girl approached you, you blurted out "I love my girlfriend" when all she wanted was directions to the station nearby." You said and you could tell how pink his cheeks got despite the low, colored strobe lights in the club.

    "I'm a happily taken man. I needed to voice that. She coulda tried to snatch me up. Couldn't let it happen."

    You couldn't help but laugh at his words and he puffed out his cheeks before he took another sip of his beer. He really couldn't stay annoyed at you; you were everything he had been searching for and he'd be damned if anyone took it from him. You leaned into him and he could feel things going back to the way they should be, you leaning into him and laughing with him. He leaned down and kissed the top of your head and closed his eyes. Your scent, he swore, would always be his favorite thing; you were his safe haven. He was in complete bliss when a tap on the shoulder drug him out of that. He turned to look at Wakasa who had an unlit cigarette between his lips and his hands in his pockets.

    "Benkei's lighter isn't working and I misplaced mine. You got one on you?" Wakasa asked and Shinichiro started to pat himself.

    "No. It's somewhere on my bike. Can you stay with her while I go get it?" Shinichiro said as he looked over at you and put a hand on your cheek. You leaned into his touch and he smiled. Wakasa rolled his eyes at the lovey-dovey he was subjected to on a daily.

    "Yeah I will. Just hurry up. I need a light too." Wakasa said and Shinichiro nodded his head as he leaned forward and kissed your forehead.

    "Be right back dandelion." Shinichiro said and you nodded your head as a smile spread over your lips.

    "Okay baby."

    Shinichiro looks you over once more before he gets up from his seat and makes his way outside to find Benkei so he could give him his lighter. It takes Shinichiro less than a minute to find him, since he was standing near their bikes, and Shinichiro starts looking for his lighter. He and Benkei talked as he handed him a lighter; he figured he could use a cigarette too. He was about to light it after Benkei gave him back his lighter when Wakasa approached them. Shinichiro's brow furrowed and Wakasa took the lighter from his hand.

    "I told you to stay with her? Why are you out here?" Shinichiro asked in an annoyed tone.

    "Relax. Your girlfriend's with Takeomi." Wakasa grumbled before he took a drag. 

    Shinichiro immediately left his friends as he made his way back into the club. Even Benkei calling after him did stop Shinichiro on the mission he was on; he easily pushed his way through the crowd of people. His eyes immediately landing on you and Takeomi, who was way too close to you. It took him less than a second to grab you by the arm and start to drag you away from Takeomi. Shinichiro wasn't sure where he was going to take you but the possessive monster inside him didn't care; he just needed to remind you who you belonged to. 

    He ignored the way you tried to tug away from him or how you tried to argue with him about the way he just dragged you away in the middle of the conversation. None of it mattered. He shoved his way into an empty bathroom and locked the door; the music to the club continued to bump outside though it was muffled now.

    "Shinichiro what the fuck is your-"

    You weren't able to finish your sentence before Shinischiro was crashing his lips against you. The way his lips moved against you in a feverish desperation made you almost immediately melt into him. He backed you up until you were leaning against the bathroom sink; his hands shoving your skirt up to bunch around your waist. You gasped when he helped you onto the counter and suddenly you heard the fabric of your tights being ripped.

    "B-Baby what-"

    "I'm sick of it. Fucking sick of looking over and seeing that bastard touching what's mine," Shinichiro panted out as he grabbed your jaw. Those dark eyes looking into yours as he used his other hand to start undoing his belt, "and you seemed to be letting him too. Did my little dandelion forget who she belonged to?" 

    You meekly shook your head as you gripped the sides of the sink. Your lips parted when you felt him free himself and the tip started to moved through your wet folds.

    "No panties either... were you expecting something?" Shinichiro said in a condescending tone and you shook your head again.

    You both moaned in unison as Shinichiro suddenly pushed inside of you. He immediately set a quick pace while he continued to hold onto your jaw. His hungry gaze never leaving yours as he moved his hips against you. Your hands moving to his shoulders to grasp onto something for support as your brow furrowed in pleasure.

    "What's mine, is mine." Shinichiro grunted out as he made sure to keep you where you could look into his eyes. Make sure you saw how much he needed you.

    "S-Shinichiro." You moaned out which caused him to moan back.

    "Gods, you feel so good. Want you to be my girl forever...don't you want that too dandelion?" Shinichiro moaned and you nodded your head. "Say it."

    "Wanna be yours forever."

    His hips moved even faster and you could feel the pressure starting to build more and more. He let go of your jaw and crashed his lips against yours. His tongue sliding into your mouth as he moaned at your taste. Like your mix drink your pretty lips had been sipping on most of the night. Your lips moving in sync as you felt his movements start to get sloppy. You both pulled away as you panted from the kiss.

    "C-Cum in me baby...please...wanna feel you." You moaned out and that had Shinichiro's eyes rolling back. He leaned his head against the junction between your neck and shoulder.

    "Oh fuck," He moaned as he thrusted harder into you. “Oh fuck I’m gonna cum.”

He only lasted few more thrusts before he came inside you. You both panted together and you couldn't help but chuckle and Shinichiro whines.

"Dandelion m' sorry...when you talk to me like that you know I can't stop myself."

    "S' okay baby. I wanted you to feel good." You said as you started running your fingers through his jet black strands.

    There was a moment of silence before he pulled out of you which caused you both to groan. You watch him sink down to his knees as he looks up at you with that smirk that meant he was up to no good.

    "It's my turn to make you feel good dandelion.”

©ᴅᴇʟᴜʟᴜ4ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ 2024 ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ʀᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

ᴅᴀɪʟʏ ᴄʟɪᴄᴋꜱ

ᴘᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇ

[delulu4anime]

𝔚𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔗𝔬 𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔈𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱⇥ ꜱᴛʀᴇᴀᴍ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛꜱ ɪɴ 3..2..1

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ⇥ ɴᴇɪɢʜʙᴏʀ!ꜱʜᴏᴇɪ ʙᴀʀᴏᴜ x ᴄᴀᴍɢɪʀʟ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʀʏ ᴘᴀꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ⇥ ᴀᴜᴅɪᴇɴᴄᴇ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴜʟᴏɢʏ⇥ ʙᴀʀᴏᴜ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴘᴜᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀꜱᴋ ᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʜᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴘᴏᴛʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɴᴇɪɢʜʙᴏʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ꜰɪɴᴅꜱ ꜱᴏ ᴛʜʀɪʟʟɪɴɢ.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢꜱ⇥ ᴘɪᴠ, ꜱᴇx ɪɴ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɪʀ, ᴅɪʀᴛʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋ, ᴏɴ ᴄᴀᴍᴇʀᴀ, ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀꜱ ɪɴ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ, ᴄʜᴀᴏᴛɪᴄ ᴄʜᴀᴛ, ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴘʀᴀɪꜱɪɴɢ, ʀɪᴅɪɴɢ ᴘᴏɴʏ, ᴅᴏɢɢʏ.

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🪦ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇʀᴍᴏɴ⇥ 🔞ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇʏᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅʟʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴜʀʙᴇᴅ. ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴡ🔞-ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ, ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ, ʙᴀʀᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴀɢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴍɪᴅ-ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛɪᴇꜱ. ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ꜱᴜʀᴇ ʜᴇ’ꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴄᴀɴᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀɢᴇ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ʙʟᴜᴇ ʟᴏᴄᴋ ᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ɪɴ 2018. ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏꜱ ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴅᴀʏ ᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴋɪɴᴋᴛᴏʙᴇʀ! ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ɪᴛ. ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ!

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʜʏᴍɴꜱ⇥ ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅɪʀᴛʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ/ᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ɪᴛ/ᴘᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴇɢꜱ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴇɪʟɪɴɢ/ᴏʜ, ʙᴀʙʏ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ

The smell of coffee filled the kitchen and you had been looking forward to the first cup of the morning, especially after working a little overtime last night. The light brown liquid in your ceramic mug ready to warm your insides up with the rich taste of the creamer and coffee mixing together perfect. You brought the mug to your lips and took a sip; you hummed at the taste before the doorbell rung which pulled you from your coffee bliss. You sigh as you put your cup down on the counter and make your way to the front door. You peeked out the peephole and your brow furrowed before you stepped back and opened the door.

"Barou?" You said and Barou, who had been looking down the hall, turned his gaze to meet yours.

You two had been neighbors for the last five years and you both were always cordial with one another. You knew he was a professional football player and was out of his place a good majority of the time. And when he was home and you two ran into each other it was a casual nod or a simple “hello” before you both retreated to your own apartments. You wouldn't say you were friends by any means...maybe acquaintances. Close enough that he trusted you to get his mail or any packages that might have gotten delivered while he was away during training or away games. Barou had told you he was going out of town for at least two weeks so you weren't expecting to see him.

"I didn't think you'd be back for another few days." You said and he shrugged his shoulders.

"Training ended early so I decided to make the drive back rather than ride back with everyone." Barou said and you nodded your head. You turned and motioned for him to come in as you made your way to the table by the entryway.

"So what time did you get back last night?" You asked as you started to sort through the mail. You had been so busy with work lately that you hadn't even bothered to separate your mail from his like you usually did.

A job like yours sounded easy on paper until you really stepped back and thought about how much work went into being a camgirl. The cute costumes, the sex toys, and the many strangers that paid to see you in the most compromised positions. Despite it being hard word it was extremely rewarding especially during the time you knew Barou wouldn’t be home. You scheduled more videos and personal photos for your clients which meant more money because you could really let loose. You heard his heavy footsteps walk into the apartment and close the door which he normally he didn't do but you were too focused on quickly sorting the mail to focus too much on it.

"Around nine. I was going to come and grab my mail last night," He started out and you nodded your head absentmindedly. Your fingertips flicking through the numerous envelopes. "But you seemed rather busy around that time."

His words caused you to pause and you looked over at him with a raised brow. Busy? You weren't busy at that...wait...oh shit. Your eyes widen and you could feel your face heating up as your lips parted.

"I'm so sorry." You muttered and you heard him chuckle for the first time...well ever.

"The walls are a lot thinner than I thought they'd be and by the pinging I heard last night along with your noises I take it that you made a decent amount." Barou teased and you just blinked up at him.

Oh my gods you weren't talking about your work with your neighbor. You rolled your eyes before looking back down at the mail and sorted through it quicker.

"Look if you're gonna stand there and shame me for what I do for a living then you can just fuck-"

"I think you misunderstood me," Barou said as he stepped closer to you and you looked back up at him. "Laid in bed listening to those pretty noises for so long. And it got me thinking...that's a rather interesting way of making a living. Thought maybe I could give it a shot."

It took you a minute to really register what he was saying and you couldn’t help but laugh as you tilt your head.

"Are you seriously going to ask me for advice on this? I just sorta stumbled into it and I can't really teach a guy how to jerk off on camera." You said and he raises a brow.

"You're a lot ditsier than you lead on," Barou said and you let out a huff. You were ready to argue back when he continued talking. "I'm saying I wanna be on your show."

You stare at him with your jaw slacked as the silence fills the air between you. Your mind raced with so many thoughts before it ended on the whispered word okay. It's how, after hours of prepping, talking yourself in and out of it, that you both had showered and changed into clothes that could be easily discarded. You both were in the spare room that you turned into your studio for work. You had plenty of toys, outfits, wigs, and even cute little masks you wore often to keep your identity concealed; better safe than sorry.

Barou agreed to wearing something to cover his face too because the last thing he needed was numerous tabloids getting ahold of a sex tape. He wasn’t anything like some of the more scandalous members on his team; he’d rather be known for the way he played on the field and not for how he was about to fuck you. It’s how you both ended up with a form of a Ghost Face mask; yours red with little horns while his was the classic one. You had already planned to do ghoulish videos for the month of October so your viewers already knew what would be in store for them this month. You had already done a slutty version of Michael Myers, Tiffany from Chucky, and even a sexy Freddy Krueger.

It was only a matter of time before you got to one of your favorites of the slashers and the fact Barou happened to be joining you too only made it even better. You sat in your chair at your desk as your fingertips typed away at your keyboard. You were going to broadcast in about thirty minutes and you always posted an announcement so all the viewers could see what tonight's show would be about. You mentioned that tonight you would have a special guest joining you during your stream which you had never done before and it made you a little nervous. You weren't sure how your viewers would respond to this or if it was even going to be good.

Shit, what if you guys had bad chemistry? That wasn't something you had even considered since he was hot. You figured with how popular he was in the world of sports that he was bound to be popular with the ladies. He was too hot not to be good in bed. Then again this could be the worst show yet and if that’s the case then you’d lose so much-

"You're tense." Barou suddenly said breaking the silence and you turned to look to see him standing behind you with his arms crossed over his bare chest. His mask sitting on top of his head like yours was. His black sweatpants hung low on his hips and it caused your body to run hot. You turned back around to look at your computer to make sure everything was set up properly like it usually was.

"Can you blame me? I usually don't have guests on my streams." You said and you felt your chair tilt back slightly as he rested his arms on the back of your chair and leaned against it. His eyes trained on what you were doing.

"Relax. It's just sex." Barou said and you rolled your eyes.

Everything was ready to go and you stood up from your chair and looked yourself over in a nearby mirror to make sure you looked presentable. Your sheer black bra and panties didn't leave much to the imagination though you didn't really see the need to strip out of too much since Barou was joining you this time. Your thigh highs sitting nicely on your plush thighs and you could feel his gaze on you. You looked over at him and his eyes shamelessly drank you in. Barou would be lying if he said he hadn't thought about this before so staring at what was about to be his was practically out of his control. You could feel the butterflies in your stomach starting to flutter about at the thought of being with him like this.

"We start in ten...this is your last chance to back out." You said and Barou scoffed before he lowered the mask over his face. It only confirmed what was about to transpire between you both.

You barely remember how he pulled you on his lap, or the count down to the stream. All you knew is that it was hard to focus on the words trying to come out of your mouth cause you could feel his hard on through his sweatpants. His big hands running lightly over your exposed skin had you stammering at times and his breathy chuckle when you did jumble your words didn't help. You always did a little Q&A before every stream to see what your viewers wanted to see the most.

Here4Tits: You look so pretty tonight.

GootieTwoShoes: He is so lucky. I'd kill to have you on my lap.

PussyLuver6969: Hurry up. I wanna see you ruin her.

You were in the middle of answering a question from a viewer when Barou read that comment. Someone wanted to see him ruin you and that made him smile under his mask. He would do just that to you and without much warning he suddenly leaned down enough to loop his arm under your knees. He leaned back in the chair and brought you and your legs with him. You let out a squeak and he chuckled as you looked at him through your mask.

He couldn't help but wonder what cute little expression you were sporting now. He reached down with his free hand and ripped your sorry excuse for panties off and you whined about the loss of panties.

"Oh shut up. I'll buy you more baby." Barou grunted out before his gaze moved to your body on the screen and he let out a low whistle. "Gods just look at this pussy." Barou practically purrs as his fingers spread you out for the viewers to see.

ILoveYN: So pretty

No_One1996: I wanna hear more of her

MrsimpM5: I'd be on my knees so fast

Your body started to tremble as you felt his fingertips started to rub your sensitive clit. You let out a whine as you held open tightly to his forearms for support.

"So wet and ready for me. Isn't that right baby?"

You meekly nod your head before you feel him stuff your cunt with two fingers all the way down to the knuckle. You moan loudly at how full you suddenly felt and he groaned as he watched on the screen how you took his fingers.

"Fuck, that's a good girl." He praised as he started to finger you and you could already hear how messy you were for him. You would've been embarrassed had you not already felt like you were on cloud nine. Damn him for being good at everything he did.

ILoveYN: I'm so hard rn

Wh0reknee: Jesus she's wet, wet

BackDoorOnly: I can see her clenching already

The messages from chat only encouraged Barou to move his fingers faster which only drove you closer to a release.

"W-Wait," You moan out as you try and reach down to get him to slow down his motions. "T-Too fast."

"I don't know," Barou says in a condescending tone as he looks at the computer screen again. The donations and comments pouring in. "Should I give her a break? I mean I just started and you're already trying to tap out. Seemed like no one's fucked this pussy properly."

The comments come flooding in about continuing the assault on your pussy and your back arches as he curled his fingers inside of you over and over again as if asking your orgasm to come to him. You move your hand back to his forearm knowing it was futile to try and push his hand away. It felt too good to even matter anymore.

"C'mon baby. Cum for me." Barou commanded and like any subject in a king's court you do as the king says. Your nails digging into his forearms as you only last a few more curls of his fingers before you're coming undone for him and your viewers. "That's it baby...that's it." Barou coos.

Your thighs tremble in his grasp as his other hand slowly starts to slow down his movements inside you. Your eyes were closed in bliss and you pant as you start to come down from your high. You suddenly felt him pull his fingers out of you and not a moment later slightly pull your mask up to expose your lips.

"Open." Barou ordered and you were too blissed out to deny. Your lips parted and he shoved his fingers in your mouth. You moaned around his fingers when you tasted yourself on his fingers. "Such a pretty baby we've got here don't we chat?"

Niko5432: Hell yes

Ballzzz: 2 sexy. Let's see more.

"Now let's give them a real show baby."

You knew his cock would be thicker than his fingers but fuck was this such a delicious stretch and you were thankful for the mask or everyone would be able to see how fucked out you were already. How pathetic you were for him. The latex of the condom glistens every time you move your hips up and down against him. He groans as his hands move to your hips, too impatient to wait for you to move at the pace he wants, and he thrusts up into you. You cry out in pleasure as he continues to move you up and down like you're nothing but a toy.

"Should've fucked this pussy sooner shit." Barou grunted out as he continued to fuck up into you.

The pinging from the donations continued on and you weren't sure you had ever heard it chime this often except when you got close which was usually at the ends of your streams. You were already approaching your second orgasm of the night and you weren't sure how much longer you could hold on.

"O-Oh fuck m' gonna cum." You moaned out as the sound of skin against skin along with the chiming of donations ring out in the room.

His hips continue to thrust up into you while one of his hands leaves your hip and moves to rub your clit. You moaned loudly as you leaned your head back against his shoulder; nothing else mattered other than him. You went from bouncing in his lap to being bent over your desk in a matter of seconds when the thought of anyone seeing you cum while you were with him struck a nerve with Barou. You were his and he wanted to see your expression as you came undone for him and him only. The desk shaking with the suddenly presence of your body which caused the camera to fall a little.

Suddenly Barou reached out and disconnected the stream so all there was left was a blank screen for any of the viewers to see. The pinging suddenly stopped while his labored breathes and his hips snapping against you didn't. He ripped his mask off then reached down and did the same with yours; his hand wrapping around your throat so he could pull you back and look in your eyes.

"Feel so good baby. Wanna feel you cum for me again." Barou panted out as he snapped his hips against you even faster. “Be a good girl and cum for me.”

Your desk slammed into the wall repeatedly as you dug your nails into your desk. Your lidded gaze forced on him before your eyes rolled back. It didn't take long for you to tighten around him, his name spilling past your lips, as you finish around him. Barou followed close after as he let out a low moan and came into the condom. You both took a moment as you were coming down from your highs when you heard him chuckle.

"I hope you know that was your last stream. From now on this show is for me and me only."

©ᴅᴇʟᴜʟᴜ4ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ 2024 ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ʀᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

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ᴘᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇ

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𝔚𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔗𝔬 𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔖𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫⇥ ᴇxᴄᴜꜱᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴋɪᴛᴛᴇɴ?

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ⇥ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴏᴍ!ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ x ᴋɪᴛᴛᴇɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

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🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴜʟᴏɢʏ⇥ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴏɴᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪᴍ ʏᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏꜱ. ʜᴇ’ʟʟ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢꜱ⇥ ᴘᴇᴛ ᴘʟᴀʏ (ᴋɪᴛᴛᴇɴ), ᴄᴏʟʟᴀʀɪɴɢ, ᴅᴏᴍɪɴᴀᴛᴇ ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ, ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀᴄᴀʀᴇ, ʙᴜᴛᴛ ᴘʟᴜɢ, ꜱᴘᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ, ʙʀᴀᴛ ᴛᴀᴍɪɴɢ, ᴘɪᴠ.

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🪦ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇʀᴍᴏɴ⇥ 🔞ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇʏᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅʟʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴜʀʙᴇᴅ. ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴡ🔞-ɪ ᴡɪꜱʜ ꜱᴏ ʙᴀᴅʟʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ʀᴇᴀʟ. ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜰɪx ꜱᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍꜱ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ꜰᴜɴɴʏ. ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴏɴ ᴛᴡɪᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ꜱᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ꜱᴛᴜᴘɪᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴᴋꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴊᴊᴋ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪꜰɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ. ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ, ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴏᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴏɴ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʜɪꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴡᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴘᴜɴɪꜱʜᴇᴅ ᴏʀ ɴᴏᴛ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰɪx ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀᴛᴛɪᴛᴜᴅᴇ ꜱᴏ ꜰᴀꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴘʀᴀɪꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ʜᴇ ʀᴜɪɴꜱ ʏᴏᴜ. ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴜɴʟᴇꜱꜱ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴡʜɪᴍᴘᴇʀɪɴɢ…ᴛʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴ. ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏꜱ ɪ ᴅɪᴅɴ’ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴘʀᴏᴏꜰ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴏ ꜱᴏʀʀʏ ɪꜰ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍɪꜱ��ᴀᴋᴇꜱ. ᴀʟꜱᴏ ɪꜰ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ ᴡʜᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀᴛɪꜱᴛ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ꜱᴏ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ. ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ!

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʜʏᴍɴꜱ⇥ ᴀɴᴅ ɪꜰ ɪ ᴍᴀʏ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴀᴡᴀʏ/ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴍɪɴᴅ ɪꜰ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀʏ/ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ɢᴜɪᴅᴇꜱ ᴀ ᴍɪɴᴅ/ᴛᴏ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ꜱᴏ ꜰᴀʀ ᴀᴡᴀʏ/ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏꜱᴇʙᴜᴍᴘꜱ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴀɪꜱᴇ/ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍʏ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇᴇᴛꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀɪꜱᴛ/ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ/ᴘᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴏɴɢᴜᴇ 'ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀꜱᴛᴇ, ʏᴇᴀʜ

You had been in a shitty mood from the moment you woke up. Nothing seemed to be going right no matter how hard you tried for it to. First you submitted the wrong essay to your professor at your uni; you had been working tirelessly for weeks on this research paper and when the final hour came you managed to click the wrong file. One that had some to-do-list you had put together for the upcoming trip you managed to book a few weeks before to surprise Nanami. You didn't know until this morning when you woke up to an email for your professor who wasn't to happy. Next the rain decided to make the biggest puddle in front of the convenience store you frequent to get the caffeine you need to function; had you been paying attention inside of looking at your phone you would've been able to prepare yourself for the tsunami that flooded your shoes. The string of bad luck only continued like missing the right train to make it to your morning class on time or having your laptop die and you forgot your charger. By the end of the day you were on your last straw and that was quickly spent the moment your phone started to vibrate and you spent so long trying to get it out of your bag. You didn't even bother looking at the caller ID as you answered in an annoyed tone.

"What?" You snapped.

"Hello to you too." You heard Nanami's voice but you couldn't help but roll your eyes as his sarcastic comment.

"Yes, yes. Hi."

"What's wrong love?" Nanami asked as you could tell by the keys jingled in the back ground that he was walking into your shared apartment.

Of course he would get home before you.

"Nothing." You simply said as you listened to the door close. A sigh leaving his lips at your frustrated tone.

"What did you want to do for dinner love?" He asked trying not to push you to giving him a reason for your moody behavior.

"Kento you got home before me so you figure it out." You snapped again before you hung up. You paused for a moment as you stared down at your screen and the guilt that consumed you made you run a hand over your face.

You let out a sigh before you go to send him an apologetic text when you got one from his first. You expected him to send a question mark like he often did when you had little break downs like this. He was a decade older than you were with him life seemingly together whole you were a uni student working at a local coffee shop. You felt such a child when it came to his accomplishments but you knew the truth was that Nanami was very proud of you. He expressed that so many times and in so many ways. So you shouldn't have been shocked when you received a picture yet your eye widened nonetheless. Oh shit...you were in trouble. The rest of the train ride back to the apartment she shuffled your weight from one leg to the other. You tried to keep your mind from racing as you bit your bottom lip nervously. You were in big trouble and it served you right. You knew better than to talk to Nanami like let alone hang up on him. As soon as the train came to the station and you set out to walk back to the apartment you thought, briefly, about faking your own death. Thought you were sure that he'd still find you. You took a deep breath as you walked up the steps to the front door and before you could even open the door yourself it opened. You looked up to meet those hazel eyes you always loved so much. Though he had a stern expression you could still see the love he had for you in his eyes. He was just going to teach you a lesson first. You could see the pink collar in his one hand as he stepped to the side and motioned for you to get into the house. You didn't hesitate as you stepped into your shared space he closed the door behind you. You took your coat off and hung it on one of the hooks by the door and did the same with your bag. Your shoes were next and you turned to look at him. He raised a brow and your adrenaline had been pumping so much that you forgot your steps. You got down on your knees in front of him and put your hands on your thighs. You tilted your head back slightly to expose your neck. Nanami hummed above you as he leaned down and pressed a kiss against your forehead along with the lacy collar around your neck. The bell jingled and hit against the tag that said Kento’s Kitten on it in cursive. Your eyes fluttered shut as he ran his fingertip along your jawline.

“Hands and knees. Now.” Nanami commanded and you did as you were told.

He out his hands in his pockets and started to walk down the hall and into the living room; you started to crawl behind him knowing what he wanted you to do after having been in trouble more times than you could count. You paused as you watched him sit in the brown, leather wing chair and spread his leg. His expression dulled and his lips pressed in a straight line as propped his elbow on the arm of the chair. He leaned his head against his knuckles as he motioned for you to come and sit between his legs. You crawled over and sat back on your thighs as you looked up at him. He gazed down at you for a moment before he tore his gaze away and reached over to grab the kitten ears that matched the pretty collar around your neck. You keep your eyes on him as he leans forward and places the ears on top of your head. The silence continues between you both as he leans back into the chair; your fingertips fiddling with the hem of your dress waiting for him to speak.

“You seemed to think it was okay to not only speak to me in that nasty tone but to hang up on me as well. Why is that kitten?” Nanami said in an eerily calm tone like he always did when you were in trouble. You swallowed the lump in your throat as you tried to avert your gaze but he whistled and you immediately snapped your gaze back to him.

“I…I just had a really bad day sir…m’ sorry.” You spoke in a soft tone and he clicked his tongue. He closed his eyes and shook his head before he leaned forward. He rested his elbows on his knees as he reaches his fingertip out to rest under your chin.

“And you chose to take it out on me? The man who cares so deeply for his kitten.” Nanami said with a sigh and gods you hated that. Him being disappointed in you was a fate worse than death. You deserved it of course but it still didn’t make you feel good. You tried to reach out to him in order to show how sorry you really were.

“I-I know…m’-”

“Uh-Uh. Good kittens get to touch. Bad kittens get what?” Nanami said as he shook his head at pushed your hands away from him.

“Punished.” You said and he nodded his head with a hum.

He patted his lap and you knew what was to follow. You nodded your head as you stood up so that you could bend over his lap. Your breath hitched at the feeling of his large palm moving slowly up your calf. His fingertips lightly running over the back of your knee and that sent a shiver down your spine. His fingers pulling up the hem of your skirt so it sits on your lower back. His hand kneading your ass cheek while the other grabs your jaw gently and tilts it back enough for you to lock eyes.

“Open the drawer. You know what to get out.” Nanami said as he continued to knead your skin.

He let go of your jaw and you lead forward to opened the drawer that he motioned to. You grabbed the lube and the pretty black tail plug before you turned to hand it to him.

“Tell me what had you in such a bad mood kitten.” Nanami said in a gently tone as he started to pull your panties down your plush thighs and around your ankles. Your body started to tremble as your mind raced with why your day was even shitty to begin with. His touch and voice were all you needed for the stress of the day to melt away. You carried on to tell him nonetheless.

“Everything that could’ve gone-“ You started out before you gasped when you felt the cold lube against your back entrance. You shifted on his lap slightly as a soft whimper leave your lips when his thumb started to rub the lube around. “W-Wrong went wrong.” You breathed out and he hummed at your reaction.

“You should’ve called me kitten. You know I would’ve been more happy to help you through anything you needed. That’s my job after all. To take care of my girl.” He continued to talk in that gentle tone and you meekly nodded your head. “But instead you decided to act like a little brat.” He said before he delivered a harsh swat to your ass which caused you to yelp.

You squirmed on his lap again before he shushed you quietly and rubbed the cheek he had just slapped.

“Deep breathes for me kitten. In and out. In and out. Can you do that for me?” Nanami asked and you nodded your head again.

“Yes sir.” You said as you focused on your breathing and not on the fact the cool metal of the plug pressing against your hole. You closed your eyes as you relaxed your body like you always did when getting into this headspace.

He slowly started to push the plug inside and your hands, that had been resting on his leg, tightened his slacks into your palms.

“That’s a good kitten. Easy now…breathe.” Nanami softly said as he pushed it in more until it was fully inserted into your ass. “Good girl.”

You let out a soft moan at the praise as you shifted on his lap once more. His rests one hand on your lower back to make sure you stay in place while the other kneads at your ass again.

“You will count for me each time followed by an apology. Do you understand?”

“Yes sir.”

Nanami hummed again before he lifted his hand and brought it down for a harsh slap against your rear. You let out a whimper as your back arched.

“O-One…I’m sorry sir.” You said before he slapped you again as your body shook.

“You have to be specific kitten. You hurt my feelings y’know? I wanna know you mean it. Now, start over. Do it right or else it will just go on.” Nanami said in a stern tone and you meekly nodded your head again.

“O-One. I’m sorry sir for being a brat.”

“There’s a good kitty.” Nanami cooed out before he slapped your ass again.

“T-Two. I’m sorry sir for being a brat.”

Another smack was delivered to your ass followed by your apology. You received ten spankings for each cheek; a reminder to never, ever hang up on him again. By the end of your punishment you were sniffling and your eyes were watery. He immediately brought you close to him and started to pepper your face with kisses as he gently rubbed your back gently.

“Such a good kitten for me. You took your punishment so well. I’m so proud of you.” Nanami whispered as he gently rocked you in his lap. You buried your face in the crook of his neck. “Do you want your reward love or should we run you a bath and call it a day?”

You thought about it for a moment and the idea of a bath did sound nice. Yet you had been feeling his hard on through his pants for the past twenty minutes and you knew that you really wanted to apologize for your attitude earlier. You lifted your head from his neck and moved your hands to his cheeks.

“Want my reward…please sir.” You sweetly said and it took everything in Nanami not to cum in his pants right then and there.

It took you no time for either of you to move to the bedroom or for you to be naked but your core glistened with excitement in the low light of your room. The lamp on Nanami’s side of the bed was the only thing illuminating the room as he took his place behind you. You both laid on your side as one hand wrapped around your throat lightly while the other grabbed onto the back of your knee. Your eyes had fluttered shut as he slowly started to slide into you and you both moaned out at the feeling of the other. He slide all the way into the hilt before slowly pulling out.

“I swear to every god that this pussy was made for me.” Nanami said with a shaky tone and not a second later set a harsh pace. His hips bouncing off your ass repeatedly and the sound filling the room along with your wonton moans.

You grabbed onto the pillow under your head while the other reached down to start rubbing your clit in time with his thrusts. He moved his one hand that rested on your throat and moved it to tilt your head back. You opened your eyes as you both gazed at each other; your bell and tag jingling as his hips seemed to move faster now that he was able to see the way he had you already fucked out. Your eyes barely even able to focus as you rubbed your clit faster while the pressure in your lower stomach built up. His grip on the back of your knee tightened and his jaw clenched.

“Such a good kitten for me. Love you so much…want this pussy for the rest of my life.” Nanami grunted out and you meekly nodded your head as your lips parted to let out a mixture of his name and a moan.

“Love you…Love you so much.” You whined out and that’s all he needed to hear before his pace became almost brutal.

Your collar jingling and the fur on your tail brushed against Nanami in just the right ways. He murmured sweet nothings in your ears until you came undone around him with a sharp cry of his name. Your pussy clenching around him was what sent him over the edge as he filled your womb. The room was filled with your pants and Nanami started to kiss your shoulder gently as he caressed your skin lightly.

“C’mon love. Let’s get you into the tub.”

©ᴅᴇʟᴜʟᴜ4ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ 2024 ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ʀᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

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[actuallysaiyan]

HOOOOLYYYYY shit

Lemme put a baby in you

Welcome to day fifteen of Kinktober!

Pairings: Husband!Toshinori Yagi x Wife!Reader

Prompt: Breeding Kink

Summary: Toshi had always wanted a family and for so long you more than enough for him to feel complete…until he realized adding a little plus one wouldn’t be so bad.

Trigger Warnings: PIV, breeding kink, soft sex, praising, mentions of pregnancy, kitchen sex, fingering, desperate Toshi.

Word Count: 2.3k+

A/N: 🔞MDNI FOR THE LOVE OF HADES🔞-You guys this man screams breeding kink. It’s got my brain going brrrrrr. Anyways, this AU takes place well before Toshi meets Midoriya. This is right after he returns back home from being in America and you both are in your late-twenties. Like always thank you so much for taking the time to read this! I hope you enjoy day fifteen of Kinktober!

All I want is you, my dear/We will live up on the tree/In a big white house, in a big white bed/Darling, this is not the end

For as long as Toshinori could remember he always wanted to be that light in the world that people needed; to be a symbol of hope. For people to rely on him in their darkest times and know that at the end he'd help them through it. It had been a several years since his mentor, Nana, death and almost two since he returned back home to make his debut as All Might. His plan was to become the hero he always wanted to be and with time he did. Everything was going according to plan until he met you; the greatest side quest he'd ever taken. 

    You met each other when you were around twenty-five at the coffee shop you had been working at throughout college. You were so shy talking to the number one hero but with his frequent visits there was a friendship that was built. A friendship that grew into a relationship and ended with you taking his last name. In the two years of marriage Toshinori never knew your presence was what he needed to fill so many voids inside him. Even on days where that smile almost slipped he thought of getting back home to you and that's all he needed to help him push through a little more. 

    He loved you so much. So much so that a thought started to form in the back of his mind. A thought that was growing more and more persistent every day. Every time he saw a family walking down the streets during patrol. Every time he rescued a pregnant woman from a villain. Every single time a child with a toothy grin ran up to him and asked for his autograph. 

    That thought ran through his mind...he wanted a baby. He knew it was a big choice and at the end of the day it was completely up to if you wanted to start a family. But it was getting harder and harder to ignore the urge to ravish his pretty little wife. He decided then that it was time to have a conversation about it. He just needed to calmly and nonchalantly ask for your opinion on it. 

    It was a rare Sunday off for Toshinori which meant you got up a little earlier than you normally would so you could make him breakfast. You slipped out of the bed without disturbing him as he slept on his stomach facing away from you. You bare feet walking across the hardwood flooring of your apartment as you made your way into the kitchen. You start moving around as you got a pan to cook the eggs or the seasoning you usually used. Soon the savory smell wafted throughout the apartment and caused Toshinori to stir in his sleep. 

    He let out a grunt as he reached his arm over to feel around for you. The sheets were still warm but he didn't feel your body. His head shot up immediately as his groggy mind took a minute to process that you weren't in bed and the smell coming from the kitchen was you. It took a moment before he was coming down the hallway and yawning. He scratched at his bare stomach as his gaze landed on you and he froze. 

    The way his white T-shirt hung on your body only reminded him of how much bigger he was than you. It caused something to shift inside him and the thought of making a baby now was the only thing clouding his mind. Especially when you looked over your shoulder like that and your lips pulled into that sweet smile of yours. Saying he was smitten by you was an understatement. He was about to show you how much he really loved you.

    "Good morning Toshi. How'd you sleep?" You ask him before looking back down at the eggs you were finishing cooking. 

    Toshinori came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. He dipped his head down into the crook of your neck and inhaled your scent. Gods, he swore your scent was an aphrodisiac. How could he be so addicted to the way his wife smelled? He placed a lazy kiss on your shoulder as a soft hum escapes you. 

    "I slept good. How about you love?" Toshinori asked as she continued to place gentle kisses against your skin. You couldn't help but smile as you plated the egg on the dish next to you.

    "I slept peacefully like I always do when you're next to me." You sweetly say and it only makes his heart skip a beat. 

His kisses soon make their way to your neck and the kisses soon turn a bit more intimate; his lips parting to leave open mouth kisses against your sensitive skin. 

    "I love you." He whispered as he presses himself closer to you. You could feel his warmth envelop you and you didn't miss the way his clothed hard on seemed to press into your lower back. One of his hands moving under the fabric of your shirt while the other moves to your hip. 

    "I-I love you too Toshi." You said in a shaky tone as you reached out to turn the stove off now that you were done with cooking and that motion only caused your ass to brush against him more. His groan sent a shiver down your spine and you knew right away what was going to happen.

It sent heat straight to your core and when you felt him spread his palm over your stomach you couldn't help but exhales a breath. Your eyes fluttering shut when he sucks on your skin softly. 

"Y'know been thinking lately," He murmured against your skin as he rubbed gentle circles against your stomach. "about how cute you would look pregnant."

Your eyes shot open and you turned to look over your shoulder at your husband. He lifted his head up from your shoulder and looked down at you with those blue eyes you had fallen in love with all those years ago. Her lips part as heat started to rise up in your cheeks at the idea of having a baby with him. You hadn't even considered it since you had been too busy at work to really think of anything else and Toshinori was thriving as the number one hero; you didn't expect this. 

"Toshi what are you-"

"I want to start a family with you. What do you think? A mini us running around and filling our place with a little more noise," Toshinori breathed out as he gently moved a hand to your shoulders. He shifted you over and pressed lightly against your shoulders blades as you bent over the counter. You could hear the way his breathing sounded labored as he started to grind his hips against your ass. "P-Please think about it my love. Want to get you pregnant so badly."

You could feel him start to push the fabric of your t-shirt up and his fingertips tucking into the waistband of your panties. He waited just a moment wanting to hear your sweet words. Ones that would either snap him out of the spell he seemed to be under or ones that would push him to ravish you completely. Your thoughts swarmed with the idea of starting a family; to have a baby with Toshinori’s eyes or his sweet smile. To see your child bouncing around while they watched their father on tv saving lives and vowing to be a hero just like him. To run your hands over your pregnant belly and feel the baby kick for the first time. An overwhelming feeling of love for your husband hits you and you looked over your shoulder at him and nodded your head.

"Words my love. Please," Toshinori practically whined out. "I need to hear you say the words."

"I...I want you to get me pregnant Toshi." 

That's all it took for Toshinori to rip your panties off your body and strip you out of the t-shirt that was his. He quickly spins you around so he can pick you up and gently put you on the counter so you're more eye level with him. He crashes his lips against you in pure desperation and you immediately wrap your arms around his neck as you kiss him back. You can feel him stripping himself out of his sweatpants and kicking the material to the side as his tongue moves inside your mouth to claim every inch of you. He moves his calloused hands to your thighs and slowly spread them open for him to easily slide his fingertips over your wet folds. He pulled away as those lidded blue eyes focused in on the way your face contoured into one of pleasure when he slowly slid two of his fingers inside you. You moved your hands down to grasp the edge of the countertop.

"You are so beautiful," Toshinori whispered as he rested his free hand on your cheek. Your eyes slowly opening as you looked up at him. "You are so good for me my love." He praised as the pace of his fingers moved faster inside you.

The way he curled his digits inside you caused you to moan and tremble on the countertop. You could feel your release quickly approaching which he knew; it caused him to keep up his pace and soon you were coming undone for him. He smiled down at you before he captured your lips in a heated kiss; he removed his fingers from you and moved his hands to your hips.

"That's a good girl. You did such a good job," Toshinori praised and it was only clouding your mind more. "Wrap your arms around me my love." 

You wrap your arms around his neck and he picks you up with ease; his stature and the last several years of hero work making picking your precious body up a walk in the park. He closes his eyes and presses his forehead against yours; his fingertips grasping your thighs tightly. He lowered you down against him as inch by inch started to slide into you. You both moaned in unison as you gripped onto his broad shoulders tightly; he continued to lower you onto him until he was buried inside you to the hilt. 

"Oh sweetheart you feel so good." Toshinori moaned out before he moved he moved to bury his face in the crook of your neck. 

Despite being married for the last several years you still hadn't gotten use to the stretch. It always made you feel so full. It was the same for him, the feeling of you enveloping him was one of the best feelings. You were always so tight and wet for him, like your body was made just for him. He started to move his hips in long, deep thrusts that only caused you to moan out for him with each movement of his hips. He squeezed your thighs again as he moaned against your skin; he wanted to savor every one of your sweet moans and whimpers. 

"F-Fuck Toshi," You whines out. "L-Love you."

"H-Haaa, I love you so much," He says in between soft kisses against your skin and grunts. He lifts you up as he buries himself deeper within you as if he just can't get close enough. He lifts his head from your neck once again as his lidded gaze looks at you. "Look at me sweetheart. Please." 

You let out a cry of pleasure at the way he seems to go deeper than he was before and you clung to him desperately. You open your eyes and look up at him as you moan out his name. He can't tear his eyes away from you, all that matters to him in the world was you. 

"Gods, you're so beautiful, so perfect for me." He groans. "I'm so lucky you're all mine." 

Toshinori's hips faster which only causes you to moan loudly at the way he moves your body up and down like a rag doll. You can feel the pressure in your lower stomach building quickly and you dig your nails into his shoulders. 

"You're so tight...so warm." He groans as he struggles to keep his eyes open, the sensation of you surrounding him is too much. "Please my love." 

"T-Toshi...w-want a baby...please gimme a baby." You whimper out.

There it is again, that whimper of yours. The pleading, the need, the hint of desperation. The last bit of self control he had was slowly slipping away and his thrusts became a bit erratic.

"Nghh...you want it?" He pants out. "You want me to, oh fuck, give you a baby love?"

"Y-Yes!" You scream out as you press your face into the crook of his neck. Your thighs tightening around his waist. "Please Toshi!"

His hips pounding into you poor cunt repeatedly as he whispered sweet things in your ear was your undoing. You cried out his name as you came undone around him and were ascending to cloud nine. The feeling of you completely falling apart like that, because of him, was a moment he wanted to keep in his mind forever. He twitches inside you at the way he cry out his name and he thrusts once more before coming deep inside you. Your womb painted white with his seed. You tremble in his arms as he rubs at your skin gently. 

"You did so good for my sweetheart." Toshinori pants out. Despite being a little shaky himself, he makes his way out of the kitchen and into the living room with you in his grasp. He sits down on the couch and gently grabs your jaw so he can look at your pretty fucked out face. "So good that you're gonna give me another right? I'm getting you pregnant today."

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ᴀ/ɴ⇥ 🔞ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ! ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴇʟʟʏꜰɪꜱʜ ꜱᴛɪɴɢ ᴄᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʟᴇᴛʜᴀʟ. ᴇxɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇxʜɪʙɪᴛ ɴᴏᴡ🔞-ɪ ᴡʀᴏᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴀɢᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʙɪ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄ ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ. ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴡɪᴘꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴏ ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴜɢ ᴇʏᴇᴅ ꜱᴏᴏɴ-ᴛᴏ-ʙᴇ ʜᴜꜱʙᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜɴᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏᴡɴ.

ɪ’ᴍ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ᴍɪɴᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏɴ ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ.

You took a deep breath as you stared at your reflection in the bathroom mirror. The bags under your eyes indicated that you had gone a few days with little to no sleep. You couldn't remember the last time you got a good nights rest especially with the impending occasion coming up. There was a light knock at the door and with the turn of the knob your door was opened. Your mother cheerfully walked into the bathroom all dressed up for tonight's dinner. Your eyes drifted to your room which had been disturbed with the evening sunlight pouring, curtains you could've sworn were closed before you dragged yourself in here.

"Darling you really should open those curtains more often. It feels like a morgue every time I come in here," She huffed out.

Ah, so she took it upon herself to open them.

"I brought the necklace I wore on the night of my engagement dinner." She said turning her attention to the dark blue velvet box, setting it gently on the counter.

She quickly frowned upon seeing the state you were in.

"Why haven't you gotten ready yet? You don't look at all delighted; you know how important this dinner is tonight! We've waited twenty years for-"

"I know mother." You quickly said trying to save yourself from the lecture that would no doubt make your family late to the dinner if she rambled on.

You met her strict gaze in the mirror and mumbled an apology as you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. Her face softened as she walked over to you; her hands finding their way to your shoulders.

"Please try to understand this will make both our families stronger. You were practically raised as a Zoldyck, but we need it to be official." Your mother said as you looked at her reflection in the mirror.

"I grew and trained with Milluki," You said as you shrugged her hands off your shoulders. "Shouldn't I be marrying him instead? I know nothing about Illumi."

You watched in the reflection the way your mother rolled her eyes clearly displeased with your response.

"You are well aware of our agreement that the eldest daughter goes to the eldest Zoldyck son. Honestly darling you act as if this is the end of the world? Your father and I knew nothing about one another and we turned out just fine. Now please get ready, we wouldn't want to keep your husband to be waiting anymore than he already has!" She exclaimed as she made her way out of the bathroom.

You knew that your parents had an arranged marriage like their parents before them. You've lost count of the times your mother would tell you stories about how your father wasn't who she chose to marry but that didn't mean that he didn't eventually become the love of her life. They built an entire life together which lead to the successful artillery business they ran and you. You knew the ties your family had with the Zoldyck's had been strictly business but now that you were of age it meant that bond would be taken from business to family. No matter what your parents told you this was nothing but another business deal to you.

You hadn't always dreaded being married to the oldest of the famous assassins. In fact you recall on several occasions Milluki teasing you for getting lost in thought and scribbling Illumi's name over and over again when you should've been studying up on jobs you'd taken on. However, despite training day and night with Milluki for years you had only laid your eyes on Illumi twice. You were around nine years old when you saw him for the first time. You and Milluki were were practicing ren when Illumi came home from a successful training mission at Heaven's Arena.

You couldn't take your eyes off the way he moved so effortlessly; you punched Milluki for teasing you for staring at his brother for longer than needed. The second time you finally came face to face with Illumi at the age of thirteen. You had learned you were a transmitter with your speciality being in poisons. Although you had successful learned how to use nen Silva knew you had a long way to go before you'd be able to use it flawlessly. He wanted to teach you the important lesson on when to back down from an opponent where success wasn't guaranteed.

You knew Illumi was stronger than you and Milluki combined but you refused to let him believe you were weak. After all you had been training day and night with all the toxins you could get your hands on. You cringed at the memory of Illumi looking down at your defeated body, you groaned as you held onto your side only to look up to meet his emotionless eyes.

"This is all you've been able to accomplish? You are the weakest out of us all. You won't be much use to me when we marry. Train harder or I'll kill you." He said flatly as you watched him turn to walk away not missing the way your heart skipped a beat.

You made a promise to yourself then to get stronger even though you didn't have much of a choice. Not only would you be a disgrace to your family but you'd pay for it with your life. Now at the age of twenty it had been seven years since you had seen Illumi and you dreaded it. You didn't trust your mind or your body around him; all logically thinking out the window when he was near. Although you'd gotten stronger and the training you completed with Mulluki had paid off part of you felt you'd never be enough for Illumi.

Not smart enough.

Not strong enough.

Not pretty enough.

You rolled your eyes knowing you were stalling at this point because this engagement was going to happen whether you liked it or not. And with that you started to get ready for the dinner with your future husband and family in law. Once you showered you wrapped a towel around yourself, walking back to your mirror to quickly do your makeup and hair. You carefully put on your black octavia dress, making sure not to ruin your work. You opened the box your mother had left behind and ran your fingertips over the smooth texture of the pearls. You removed the necklace and put it on yourself. The cool pearls making contact with your warm skin caused you to shiver.

Here goes nothing.

The flight to Kukuroo Mountain was about an hour long; you stared out the window as your parent's reminded you to be on your best behavior as if you were a child. You knew what the Zoldyck's expected of you so you chose to nod every once in a while as if you are paying attention, to give your parents the peace of mind. Before you knew it you had arrived to the testing gate and passed through it with ease. You reached your hand out to pet Mike as he bent down to receive your affection. You and your parents made your way up to the butlers quarters where they escorted you to the Zoldyck mansion. The memories seemed to flood back once you set foot inside. From all the times you ran up and down the halls playing hide and seek with Killua to nagging Milluki to get out of his room for once and train with you. You couldn't help but genuinely smile as you passed by the many portraits of the Zolydck family on the way to the banquet hall. Your parents pointing out the few paintings you were in when you were younger, voicing their joy about how tonight would officially make you apart of the family. As tradition you were seated at the end of the elegant dinning table; you ran your fingertips over the fine wood as you looked to see those around you. Your parents sat to the left of you while the Zoldyck's sat at the right. You sheepishly waved at Milluki who scoffed at you and looked else where. You couldn't help but pout at your childhood friend. Silvia took notice and leaned closer to you.

"He envy's Illumi." He said.

You paused for a moment then looked back at Milluki with wide eyes. Jealous of Illumi? For being engaged to you? You shook your head at the thought of the hidden feelings Milluki had for you.

"He shouldn't." You mumble as you look over to the empty seat next to you.

"Of all the day's to be late!" Kikyo hissed.

The butlers began bringing out courses of the meal out. You were able to start eating when you felt a presence causing you to look to your left towards a door leading into the banquet hall. That's when you saw him. You felt yourself exhale a shaky breath as he made his way over to you. His hair was much longer than the last time you had seen him, he'd gotten taller, and more toned. Yet his dark eyes remained the same and they watched you just as closely.

"Y/n." Illumi spoke as he took his place next to you.

You were at a lost for words as Kikyo chimed in.

"You're late! You left your bride to be waiting!" She exclaimed only to cause Silva to raise his hand to calm his wife down.

Silvia suddenly rose from his seat and cleared his throat. He had prepared a speech about the agreement of a proposal to the two oldest of each family. Illumi stood at one point as his father continued on; he grabbed your hand which caught you off guard. You felt Illumi's cold fingertips slowly slide a sliver band on to your ring finger. You gazed up at Illumi as he held on to your hand a little longer before letting go and returning to his seat. You were going to officially be a Zoldyck. The rest of the evening was filled with your parents talking with the Zoldyck's about planning the wedding and future business deals. But once your mother uttered the word grandchild you couldn't help but start choking on the glass of water you had been drinking. Everyone turned their gaze to you as you coughed; Illumi wrapped his arms around you and helped you stand.

"Excuse us." He said as you both walked out of the banquet hall.

You managed to calm yourself down once you were away from the judgmental stare your parents were giving you.

"I'm fine Illumi," You said as you realized you were still walking so closely to one another. "Really I am. We can go back." You said as you broke out of Illumi’s grasp.

"Would you not like to take a walk with me?" He suddenly said.

"Sure." You finally said after hesitating for a moment.

You walked in silence down the hall and out a door that led you into the courtyard. You took a deep breath of fresh air and slowly exhaled. You looked up at the night sky that glistened with millions of stars. You both stayed silent as the creatures of dusk seemed to come to life; chirping and croaking around you.

"May I ask you something?" Illumi finally said.

"Of course." You said.

"Are you uncomfortable around me?" He asked which made you look over at him.

"Well," You hesitated as you started to fiddle with your ring. "It's been seven years since the last time I saw you Illumi. We haven't spoke much these past few years and you just slide a ring on my finger just an hour ago signifying that we are to be married."

He looked over at you and cocked his head to the side.

"It isn't a surprise to you is it? We've been arranged to get married since you were born." He said plainly as if he were talking about the weather or what he had for breakfast.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is that it all happened so fast," You bite your lip knowing you couldn't hold back what you had been wanting to say since you saw him this evening "It's nice to see you again Illumi."

He hummed and stepped closer to you; his fingertips brushing a piece of hair behind your ear.

"You've grown up." He said, rubbing his hand lightly against your cheek. "You're quite beautiful and not nearly as annoying as you used to be."

You groaned and pushed his hand away from you as if he was nuisance yet your face heating up said otherwise.

"Way to ruin the moment." You huffed out.

"I can tell you've gotten stronger as well." He said and you nodded your head.

"I've been training hard. There's no shortage of poisonous plants to learn from." You said.

Silence fell between you again yet this time it wasn't uncomfortable. You felt yourself relax as the tension slowly slip away.

"You're more sure of yourself now." He said abruptly.

You paused to think back to all the long training sessions you endured, the painful limits you pushed your body to, and the long nights you'd longed to see Illumi and prove to him that you weren't the weakest.

"I just want to be a good wife for you." You said. "This may be an arranged marriage but I hope along the way you can see me as more than a business deal."

You watch as Illumi picked up your left hand and place a soft kiss onto the silver ring he had placed on your hand earlier. His warm lips were a significant contrast to his cold fingers that held onto your hand. You let go of a breath you didn't even know you were holding watching how gentle he was being with you.

"I've waited for so long to see this ring on your finger. You'll make a fine wife." Illumi said softly.

It had been a month since the engagement became official and you felt like it was all just a fever dream. You hadn't seen Illumi since the night of the dinner and you couldn't help that sinking feeling that had followed you for so many years; was he distancing himself from you again? You couldn't even get your mind off things because the mother's on both sides insisted that the wedding happen immediately. Which also meant your mother forbidding you for taking on any jobs to help with planning; the lack of work and his absence caused your mind to stir. You were in your old room at the Zoldyck mansion, gazing at your reflection as a few maids fixed the long train of the dress your mother surprised you with. You nervously played with the ring on your finger as your eyes traveled to the intricate pattern in the lace, there was something so familiar about the dress but you couldn't exactly pin point what. Your eyes traveled to the tall window that was in the corner of the room where your mother and Kikyo sat at a small table drinking tea. The same table you sat at countless nights looking out into the courtyard yearning for Illumi to come home to you. The maids stepped to the side as you turned to face them, you placing your arms behind your back. You watched as your mother's eyes watered as she stood from her chair and made her way to you.

"What do you think my dear?" Kikyo smiling before taking a sip of her tea.

"It's beautiful." You say as you brought your hands to your sides to run your fingertips over the fabric.

"This use to be my dress,' Your mother said as she grabbed hold of your hands. "And it fits you wonderfully!"

You turned to look at yourself in the mirror once again feeling like a fool for not recognize the dress immediately. Your mother had shown you endless photos of her wedding day and the dress was the focal point of every photo.

"This means so much to me. Thank you mother." You said and smiled at her reflection in the mirror.

"I have a gift for you too my dear." Kikyo said as she made her way over to you.

You turned to see her holding a beautiful silver necklace with a small blue gem dangling from the center. You leaned down as Kikyo placed it around your neck.

"I wore this on my wedding day. A good luck charge from your mother and I." She said as she stood back with your mother to admire you.

You ran your finger tips over the necklace and smiled.

"This is perfect. Thank you both." You said.

The next few hours were spent sitting at the table listening to the two women bicker on who to invite to the wedding of the century they called it. You rolled your eyes and looked over to your door as you watched Milluki walk down the hall looking down at his phone. You excused yourself from the table which was useless because they were both stuck in their own world of wedding planning. You quickly made your way out of the room and chased after Milluki down the hall.

"Hey Luki wait up!" You shouted after him which only caused him to turn around quickly. The irritated look you knew all too well.

"I said stop calling me that stupid nickname." He sneered as he looked down at his phone once again.

You couldn't help but giggle as you followed him into his room. You leaned against the doorway as you watched him walk over to his desk; your eyes widening at the amount of computers that were turned on, each with something different flashing on each screen.

"So what have you been up to?" You ask as you walked over as you looked over at his figurine collection.

"Killua is asking for a favor," He grumbled as he looked up to one of his monitors. "He needs a copy of Greed Island."

"The rare video game?" You questioned as you looked over his shoulder to the screen which caused him to chuckle.

"Papa always said you were too smart for your own good." He said as he looked over his shoulder.

"Smarter than you for sure." You teased.

"Shut up!' He yelled as he turned back to his computer typing away vigorously.

The only thing that filled the room was Milluki's fingertips against his keyboard as he looked into getting more information on the legendary Greed Island for his younger brother. You had wondered what Killua had been up to since leaving to go take the hunter exam; you hadn't been around when he lashed out Milluki and Kiyko but you couldn't help the chuckle you let out when you found out. Being under the same pressure from your families it was inevitable for you and Killua to become close.

"You don't seem too thrilled to be getting married." Milluki suddenly said bringing you out of your thoughts.

"What makes you say that?" You say flatly.

"Your eyes don't light up the same way they use to when anyone mentioned Illumi." He replied, looking between two monitors.

"It's just a lot to take in," You sigh out. "I went from being a kid learning how to become an assassin like the Zoldyck's to becoming an actually Zoldyck by marriage.   It's hard being in love with someone sees this as nothing more than a business deal"

Milluki stopped typing to turn to face you again; that irritated looking back in his face.

"You really are stupid aren't you? He may have never said it when you were around but he's made several remarks about you to me. It sickening how he only seems to care about his jobs and you." He turned his chair completely around.

You couldn't help but laugh at the confession, searching in his eyes for the truth. Your smile faded as he stared right back at you and you knew that look all too well.

"Now get out cause I have work to do." He said as he turned back to his work and dismissed you with a wave of his hand.

You hesitated only for a moment then walked out of his room; you turned and looked to see Milluki talking on his phone to Killua if you had to guess.

"Thank you Luki." You whisper to yourself and with that you took your leave.

Before you knew it the evening turned into night fall and Kikyo was pleading for you to stay, trying to reassure you that Illumi would be back soon. You agreed thinking back to what Milluki had said earlier. After saying your goodbyes to your mother you returned to your room to find the maids making your bed and bringing a few of your belongings you had left here when you traveled between your home and the Zoldyck's. You thanked the maids as they bowed and left the room. You let out a long sigh as you threw yourself onto the bed as you listened to the clock on the wall tick away the minutes wondering when Illumi would be home; your hand brushed over the fabric of your t-shirt around your stomach as the butterflies seemed to dance around gleefully. Here you were again waiting and yearning for Illumi; aching for his gaze, his touch, and his words to overwhelming your senses. You sat up quickly at the idea of a game; a game that you dominated when you played with Milluki. Assassin 101: tracking and locating your target. If Illumi wanted you as much as Milluki said he did then prove it. Game on.

You sighed, rubbing the soreness out of you neck, and clocked out for the day. It had been a year since you left everything behind to test Illumi; what better way to prove his worth than a game of hide and seek. If he successfully found you then Milluki was right and you'd happily go through with the wedding, if he didn't seek you out then you had a fresh start to live your life free of the expectations of everyone. You had gotten an office job which was quite an adjustment from what you had been trained to do originally. However, doing work as an assassin didn't require long hours behind a desk staring at a monitor.

You lost count of how many times you had to stay overtime to finish a team project. It was finally Friday which meant your coworkers attempting to get you to go out to a local bar but you yet again declined their invite and opted for a another night in with dinner from the convenient store. Your heels clicked against the concrete, a breeze hit your skin causing you to shiver. You walked faster, holding onto your paper bag tightly and cursing yourself for forgetting your sweater back at the office. Luckily the convince store wasn't a far walk from the apartment.

Going into hiding meant getting a new identity and with a new life meant new struggles; applying for jobs and apartments with no credit or job history under the new identity proved to be a challenge but you came out victorious in the end. You walked up the flight of steps to your apartment; you smiled and greeted your elderly neighbor as you put your keys in the lock. You promised to go visit her soon to keep her company while she ate dinner and watched her weekly tv drama. You walked in as you told her goodnight, closing the door behind you with your foot, and reached over to turn on the lamp that sat on a side table. You tossed your keys along with your heels haphazardly on the table and floor.

You walked through your small living room that connected to your kitchen. You set your bag on the counter and putting your food to the side. You suddenly froze in place as an uneasy feeling came over you; you could recognize that blood lust from anywhere. You slowly turned to Illumi standing in your living room playing with one of his many nen needles in his hand. His lips slowly curved into a smile that you had never seen grace his face before.

"So this is where you've been hiding all this time," He said as he started to walk over to where you were. "I'll give you credit this is just inconspicuous enough to make it hard to track you. Not to mention using zetsu to conceal your presence." He chuckled to himself.

You braced yourself against the counter as he stood in front of you. He grabbed your face with one hand as he lightly pressed his needle against your throat with the other.

"You actually found me?" You asked dumbfounded which only made him scoff. He actually came looking for you, and you welcomed the butterflies that swarmed in your stomach.

"Do you know how many people I had to kill just to see you again?" He asked as he leaned in close enough for your lips to graze one another's.

"It took you long enough." You breathed as you looked into his eyes.

He cocked his head to the side as if he was confused but you could tell by the rest of his body language that this little hunt excited him. He removed his nen needle from your neck and took a step back. Silence fell between you both as the tension grew. You could have sworn Illumi could hear your heart beating out of your chest from where he stood. Here he was after a year of being apart and better yet he sought you out. Without thinking you grabbed onto Illumi and crashed your lips against his. He immediately moved his hands to your hips, his grip would leave bruises no doubt but you didn't care. Without breaking the kiss he lifted you onto the counter, his hands leaving your waist for a brief moment to wondered up to your blouse; he ripped it open effortlessly as the buttons flew off hitting the counter beside you or the floor. He started to kiss his way down your jaw to your neck causing you to sigh. You felt his hands slowly move back to your waist, pushing your skirt up, as he started to place open mouth kisses on your neck. You let out a soft moan as he found your sweet spot close to your ear.

"Drove me crazy looking for you." He breathed into your ear. "Hiding what was promised to me since birth."

"Needed proof you were serious about this. About us." You softly said as your fingers found their way to his hair.

"Proof? You needed proof that you're one of the only things that's been on my mind for years," he huffed out. "You and this." He said as he pulled your damp panties to the side and easily slid two fingers into your cunt.

He moved his fingers in and out of you agonizingly slow; you hated the way he teased you.

"Please Illumi." You whimpered out as he chuckled pulling his fingers out of you.

He stepped back to look at you, eyes darkening at you disheveled form. You hair in disarray, your blouse ruined just enough to show off that lace bra, and your skirt bunched up around your hips. He watched your chest rise and fall as you pant . This was what he had chased after. This is what he wanted, no needed. This was his wife. He smirked as he turned on his heel and made his way to your couch. Your eyes followed the way he gracefully sat down and spread his legs; he lifted his hand and motioned for you to come to him. You quickly got off the counter and made your way over to him but before you could touch him he stopped you.

"Strip." He said plainly.

You kept your eyes on him as you removed everything one by one till you stood in front of him naked. You wished you were embarrassed about being completely nude with eyes looking you up and down; his eyes looking at you like you were his prey. He leaned back into the couch and you stood in between his legs. He patted his lap and you couldn't help but let your eyes wonder to his crotch. His facial expression read as if he disinterested yet his cock straining against his pants said otherwise. You climbed on top of his lap and placed your hands on his shoulders. You felt his cold hands run over your sides and down to your hips once more giving a light squeeze; he chuckled at the gasp you let out. His hands moved away from your hips briefly as his hands made quick work of freeing his aching cock. You lifted your hips as he lined himself up to your entrance. You slowly lowered yourself down onto him, both letting out a moan as he bottomed out. His large hands moved back to your hips as you started to move up and down against him. You soon found your rhythm, closing your eyes taking in the feeling of his cock; he leaned up placing soft kisses against your neck.

"Fuck Illumi I've wanted this for so long." You moaned out.

Suddenly you were flipped onto your back as his hands moved under your thighs and pushed them to your chest. Without hesitating he started to pound into your pussy with hard, deep thrust. You let out a loud moan as your eyes rolled to the back; your hands grabbing onto the fabric of the couch to steady yourself.

"This is finally mine. All mine.' Illumi huffed out as he watched the way his cock bullied your pussy. "Isn't that right?"

"Yes." You managed to moan out as you felt yourself already nearing your climax.

"Going to give me the next Zoldyck heir like the good little wife you are." He said which caused your eyes to shoot open.

You watched as he moved one of his hands against your stomach putting pressure causing both of you to moan in sync.

"You're going to make me a father aren't you?" He said and you frantically nodded your head to cock drunk to object.

"Yes Illumi, please." You begged. "Want to be your good little wife."

You felt his fingertips travel to your clit and rub harsh circles as his hips continued on his brutal pace. You threw your head back and moaned Illumi's name as you reached your climax.

"What a good girl you are." Illumi cooed as his eyes traveled to the white ring around his cock.

With a few more sloppy thrust Illumi finished inside of you as you both panted. He pulled out of you and watched his cum slowly seeping out; he ran his slender fingertips along your slit just to shove his fingers inside you to keep it all inside.

"I'm taking you back home tonight. We are to be married tomorrow. We've kept each other waiting too long." He flatly said which caused you to laugh.

"Anything for my soon to be husband." You hummed.

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ᴛᴡ’ꜱ⇥ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ ꜱᴇx (ᴀʟʟᴇʏᴡᴀʏ), ᴅʀᴜɢ ᴜꜱᴇ (ɪ.ᴇ. ᴡᴇᴇᴅ), ᴀʟᴄᴏʜᴏʟ, ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ꜱᴘᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ, ᴏʀᴀʟ (ᴍ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠɪɴɢ).

ᴀ/ɴ⇥ 🔞ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ! ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴇʟʟʏꜰɪꜱʜ ꜱᴛɪɴɢ ᴄᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʟᴇᴛʜᴀʟ. ᴇxɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇxʜɪʙɪᴛ ɴᴏᴡ🔞-ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ꜱᴏ ʙᴀᴅʟʏ. ɪ ᴡʀᴏᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴀɢᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ’ᴍ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ʀᴇᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴘᴀʀᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄ ɪ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡʀᴏᴛᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀɴ ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ. ɪ’ʟʟ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ɪᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴅᴀʏ. ꜰᴏʀ ɴᴏᴡ ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴛʜɪꜱ! ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʙɪ ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴏʟᴅꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ.

ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴇ ᴀᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʟʟ ʙʏ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʀᴏᴏᴍ/ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ᴡᴇʟʟ-ʙᴇɪɴɢ/ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴀꜱᴋ, ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀ ʙᴏʏꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ

You ran your fingertip around the rim of a drink that seemed to have been watered down since the moment you got it. The smell of marijuana lingered near a group of men who seemed to be feeling the effects of the herb. Their laughter could be heard over the music at times. One of the men had wondered over to you after seeing you sitting by yourself at the bar. The music wasn't nearly loud enough to block out the way he went on and on about the bachelor party he was attending. You had sworn sitting at the end of the bar would be a perfect spot to observe the crowd of people in front of you moving their bodies to the music but here he was distracting you from your mission.

You had recently found a group of individuals who seemed to share the same goals and aspirations as you; ridding society of the over glorified hero's. The League of Villains had taken you in a few months prior and you went on as many missions as possible to find your place among them. After weeks of being a tag along your leader, Shigaraki, put you in charge of this mission and you were more than ready to prove your loyalty. During the last group meeting Shigaraki had gone on a tangent about the importance of catching the target. A whistleblower had betrayed the league by releasing the plans to take over a local hero agency to gain intel. The target's decision caused two members of the league to be arrested but lucky for you it meant that you'd be the perfect person to lead this mission. Shigaraki assigned Dabi to accompany you; you were a little apprehensive about him but didn't dare to disagree with your leader. You had only met Dabi for a brief moment before this mission but you didn't know much about him other than he had a bad habit of going MIA. The mission was simple enough which was to find the target, place a tracker on him, and let Shigaraki dispose of him his self. Although you had an unreliable partner you knew you could easily do this by yourself.

You tried to blend into the scene around you. Taking another sip of your drink as you turned to the man next to you and nodded your head as if anything he was saying was remotely interesting. Your eyes wandered to the people behind him; you spotted a familiar face in the crowd. Dabi was leaning up against the wall with a beer in his hand as he looked at a women he was talking to. Sh seemed to giggle at something he said while she ran her hand playfully up his forearm. He looked away from her for a moment scanning the club around him until his eyes met yours; the staples pulling his lips up into a smirk at the fact he had just caught you staring at him. You could feel your face heat up and you quickly turned your attention back to the man in front of you. You needed to stay focused.

"Look," you said as you leaned in so he could hear you better. "My friends are here otherwise I wouldn't have any business in a shit hole like this. Thanks for the drink but I don't dance and I don't need a boyfriend." You leaned away from him and brought the glass to your lips once more and drank the remainder of the liquor.

You stood from the bar stool and placed the empty glass on the bar. You had already been at the bar for almost an hour and still no sign of the target. You knew you'd never get anywhere in this mission if you didn't attempt to look around.

"I wouldn't call those friends if they left you all alone like this." He said as he grabbed onto your arm.

He pulled you into his chest, you couldn't help putting your hands against his chest and tried to push yourself away from him. You felt his hands from your hips down lower. You contemplated releasing your quirk, Lethal Trace, that could put him and anyone else who inhaled the toxins in a hallucinate state by releasing black smoke from your hands. You froze thinking about what Shigaraki would do if you ruined the mission; your loyalty would be questioned or even worse your death. You felt his hands reach the hem of your black dress, his fingers pulling the fabric slowly up your thighs to expose your skin to his friends that had seen their friend chase after you. You could make out their whistles over the music. To the dancing bodies around you it looked like nothing more than a tipsy man trying to feel his girlfriend up and with that no one gave either of you a second glance.

"Come on. We could have some real fun." He said as he nibbled on your earlobe.

To hell with the mission you'd beg for your leaders mercy later. As his lips traveled to your neck you felt the smoke slowly seep out of your palms. Before it could even reach his senses someone pulled him away from you by the shoulder. You looked to see Dabi's stapled hand gripping his shirt. His blue eyes seemed to be like daggers into man; if only looks could kill. He looked over at you as his features softened.

"Hey doll, I've been looking every where for you." Dabi said as he let go of the man's shoulder and took a couple steps towards you.

He put one arm around your shoulder while the other grabbed your cheeks pinching them together lightly. The cool silver rings placed on his fingers sent a shiver down your spin. The staples pulling his lips into a grin at the way your eyes widened.

"So you're going around talking to other guys while I'm not watching. Do you like making me jealous or something?" He spoke as he looked over at the guy.

"Look man I didn't know she were taken." The man spoke as he held up his hands defensively.

Dabi looked back at you as he ignored his sorry excuse he was trying to make for making you uncomfortable. He let go of your cheeks only to give a playful little smack to your left cheek. Dabi took you by the wrist and started pulling you through the crowd of people. You let him lead you to a spot towards the back of the club where there was a big exit sign lit up. He pushed against the metal door as you walked out into the cool night; the door closing slowly behind you both as the bass of the music could be heard outside.

Dabi finally let go of your wrist as he fished around in his pocket for the joint he has rolled right before getting to the club. You leaned against the brick wall as you watched him bring the joint up to his lips. A small blue flame danced across his finger tip as he lit the end of it.

"I didn't know you had a fire quirk and on top of that ," You paused watching the way he shook his finger to put out the flame. "It's blue."

He hummed as he took a long drag before removing the joint from his lips; leaning his head back he blow the smoke into the air. His blue eyes made their way to you as he extended his hand to offer you some. You took the joint from his hand and brought it to your lips slowly taking a hit. You let the smoke flow freely out of your nose. You handed the joint back to him, his fingertips grazing yours as he took it.

"Thanks." You finally say breaking the silence.

He cocked his head as he took another drag while he placed his hand on the wall behind you. You watched under the faded glow of the street light as the smoke flowed freely.

"For what?" He said putting out the joint on his jacket. Your eyes looked to his sleeve to see the countless times he had done it before.

He placed it back in his pocket and then placed his other hand on the wall. He had you caged in and all you could smell was his cheap cologne and the marijuana; the scents combined was intoxicating.

"For getting that asshole away from me," You said as you looked back up to his face. "I couldn't think straight with him yelling in my ear all night. For all I know the target could have left."

Dabi raised an eyebrow as if he was confused.

"You know I didn't think Shigaraki would allow someone so," he paused for a moment and let out a chuckle.

You narrow your eyes as he moves his hand to ghost over your throat. The cool staples on his palm pressed against your skin. Your head pressed against the rough brick as he moved his face even closer to yours. Lips almost touching.

"Fragile to lead a mission like this."

You rolled your eyes at his words but you knew he could tell you were effected by him. You had a mission to get back to and a goal to prove that you were anything but fragile. You grabbed his wrist and pushed his hand away from your neck.

"What makes you think I'm fragile? That guy was two times my size and I could've taken him. I just didn't want to blow our cover." You huff out as you put your hands on Dabi's shoulders and push him off you.

You walked over to the exist door as you heard Dabi chuckle behind you.

"Blow our cover? Against the target?" Dabi teased as he watched you tug on the door with no avail. "You know I put the tracker on him after twenty minutes of being here. He was on a sorry excuse for a date so it was easy to put it on him while he was distracted. Something a leader should know." He said as he came up behind you again. You could feel the heat radiating of his body.

"But you were too busy letting some guy feel you up so I had to do your job and save you." He breathed in your ear.

In the blink of an eye you had Dabi pinned against the wall beside the back door; bundling his jacket up in your fist.

"Fuck you," You sneered. "I told you from the beginning I didn't need you to come in and save me. Shigaraki put me in charge of this mission for a reason and I don't need some nobody like you to act like I don't have the right to be here." You give him one last push before letting go of his jacket and turning to make your way back into the club.

You pulled out your phone out of your bra sending a quick text to Shigaraki letting him know that the target was located and the mission was a success.

You turned to see Dabi's blue eyes staring right through you. You'd be lying if you said that predatory gaze didn't excite you. You turned your attention away from Dabi as your phone buzzed notifying of a text from your leader. He requested that you and Dabi return to the hide out immediately.

"Let's get out of here." You mumbled as the back door to the club swung open. You watched as a few drunken people stumbled out into the alley way.

Out of nowhere you felt a hand wrap around your throat, a light burning sensation caused you to wince. You looked up to meet the icy blue eyes as Dabi's fingers spread to keep your chin firm in his grip. You felt him push his bulge against your lower back.

"A nobody huh?" Dabi huffs out.

You felt his other hand slide down your back and under your dress. Dabi's finger traveled between your legs that you had involuntarily squeezed together. He let out a long low whistle as his fingers grazed your bare pussy. His eyes widening at the fact no panties were there to stop him gathering slick on his fingertips.

"No panties," He mumbled, "And on top of that a nobody like me got you this wet?" He said.

You felt like you were being watched, suddenly remembering the small group that had exited the club a few minutes before.

"Dabi," You whined out, "People are watching."

Dabi let out a laugh that caused you to shiver. You watched his eyes leave you and look to the other people around you. He held onto your face tightly so you couldn't look away from him. He moved his other hand out from under your dress and raised it up just enough to let blue fames dance across his palm.

"Get the fuck out of here." Dabi grumbled out as the drunken group quickly took their leave. You couldn't help but wonder what Dabi got into when he wasn't attending the leagues meetings; wondering how he showed this area he wasn't to be messed with.

"What makes you think I got wet for you? Maybe that creep turned me on." You finally shot back as you grind your ass against him.

You yelped as Dabi slammed you against the brick wall. He grabbed a fist full of your hair and pushed you down to your knees. You couldn't help but rub your thighs together to get the friction you craved.

"You really are a little slut aren't you?" Dabi breathed out as he watched your hand slowly start to trail up his torn black jeans.

His grip in your hair loosed as you unbuckled his jeans; sliding his jeans down his enough to expose his pretty pierced cock. Your mouth watered as you slid your hand up and down his cock. The three horizontal bars glistened under the dull street light as you licked a long strip up the underside of his cock all the way to his tip. Dabi let out a soft groan as you wrapped your lips around the tip of his cock. You hum at the first taste of pre-cum. Dabi rubs his ringed fingers lightly against your cheek. He slowly moves both his hands back to your hair as you continue to suck his cock. Dabi thrust his hips forward till your nose is flush against his skin. Your faint gags are drowned out by the long groan Dabi lets out. He pulls your head off his cock only to push you back; setting a brutal pace. He collects your hair in one hand while the other runs his fingers through his hair.

"Look at me baby," Dabi moans out. "Look at me while I'm fucking that slutty throat of yours."

You do as your told and look up at Dabi through your lashes. The tears that had been collecting on your waterline finally falling down your cheeks. Dabi quickly jerks you off his cock, watching as some of your spit is connecting from your bruised lips to his body. He grabs you by the jaw and pulls you towards him and smashing your lips together for a heated kiss. Dabi stood you up and turned you so your back was against him. You felt his fingertips under your dress again and this time pushing inside you agonizingly slow.

"I know I can get this slutty pussy of yours dripping for me anytime. I saw the way you looked at me when I was talking to that bitch inside. Didn't think I noticed the way you shifted and your thighs rubbing together when you looked away." He whispered against your ear.

You closed your eyes as he continued to slowly move his fingers in and out of you. A soft whimper falling from your lips as he adds another finger; feeling the way your juices slowly start to leak down his hand.

"Dabi please," You plead as you grab his wrist and grind against his hand. "I need you."

He had spent too many nights than he'd like to admit since you joined the league jerking off to the feeling of your pussy wrapped around his cock and here you were begging for just that.

"If you say so baby doll." He said as he pulled his fingers out of quivering pussy. He looked down at you as he brought his fingers to his mouth; letting his tongue taste your sweetness.

He groaned at the taste he had been dying to get all night. He promised himself he'd dive his pierced tongue deep into you till you screamed his name but for now he needed to be in you. He pulled your dress up over your ass and gave it a hard smack. You let out a whimper as his palm massaged the spot that had already started to turn a shade of pink. He grabs his cock give it a few strokes; making sure your spit lubricated his entire length. He slowly pushes his cock inside of you inch by inch until he bottoms out. His hands immediately found your hips and you moaned at the way his staples felt against your warm skin. He paused for a moment feeling your pussy pulse around him knowing if he moved right then he wouldn't last long. You put your hands on the wall in front of you and started moving against him causing both of you to let out a groan. You looked back to see Dabi's head thrown back and his eyes screwed shut.

"Fuck my pretty baby doll," His hand left your waist but only for a brief moment before you felt his hand coming down against your ass. "Who's pussy is this?"

Dabi grabbed a fist full of your hair as he took control and started pounding into you; looking down at where your bodies connected. Your ass bouncing against his hips. You could feel the heat building up in your stomach and you knew with this pace you wouldn't last much longer. He smacked your ass in the same spot and you arched your back as the pain mixed in with the pleasure. His grip on your hair tightened as he pulled you against him.

"I said who's pussy is this?" Dabi growled in your ear.

"It's yours." You moaned out your body trembled against him.

"That's right doll. This slutty cunt is all mine." He tried to chuckle but a broken moan fell from his lips instead.

His pace started to become sloppy and you felt his hand let go of your hair and move down to your clit. He rubbed small circles and you couldn't help but whimper as you high crashed into you.

"That's it," Dabi huffed out. "Cum pretty around my cock."

He thrusted a few more times before his hips stilled flush against your ass.

"Fuck Doll." Dabi moaned as he emptied out inside of you.

He leaned his head against your shoulders as you both panted out. He pulled out of your quivering hole and you gasped as you felt his fingers shove the cum that started to leak out back inside.

"You better keep all this inside my pussy you understand?"

You bit your lip and nodded your head.

"Good girl." He said as he couldn't hold back the smirk pulling at his lips at the fucked out look on your face.

His phone suddenly went off catching you both off guard. He tucked his cock back into his pants and pulled them up. He grabbed his phone out of his pocket and groaned at the name that was lit up his screen. He hit the answer button and you watched as he brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked your essence right off his fingers. He hummed into the speaker as you quickly pulled your dress over your bare ass and turned your gaze else where.

"What do you want?" Dabi said as he balanced his phone against his shoulder and ear as he zipped his pants.

You looked at Dabi as he looked out into the empty street. A smile creeping on his lips as you heard Shigaraki scream into the phone.

"Sorry boss I thought your new toy needed a real welcome into the league. I mean she did complete her first mission all by herself." He teased as he peered over at you.

You couldn't help the way you bit your lip at the thought of what the two of you had just done and in the alley way of a random club no less. Shigaraki would punish you both for not following the orders to return to the hide out immediately but all you cared about was getting Dabi on any mission from now on.

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