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sailorhyunjinz · 4 years ago

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~ Discreet ~

Warnings: fem!reader x dom!3racha, smut, mentions of periods, foursome, voyerism, fingering, hairpulling, use of degrading terms, riding, nicknames, dumbification, penetrative sex (be careful), unprotected sex (BE CAREFUL), masturbation, double penetration, anal sex, creampie, cockwarming, the smuttiest of smuts...

Word count: 3.5 k

Requested: yiiiip thank u 🧃 anoniee~

Note: ok i did more like...u know the days before ones period? am i making any sense? idk i just though that it would be such a hassle to write if the reader had their period so... im just leaving it here and... im gonna hide.

i feel so bad for jisung in this AKSJS

also im in love with this gif akfhsfksjhf

“No, stop nagging y/n” Bangchan said without turning around in his office chair. The studio contained your three loving boyfriends which were great most of the time but when you had to beg them to fuck you they weren’t the nicest.

“I’m not even on my period yet” you said to Bangchan in a cocky manner, sighing while looking at the backs of the two other boys, each one working on a computer with their headphones on. Bangchan fiddled with his phone before showing you his bright screen.

“But soon it is and according to the app you can start of feel higher levels of pain before your period” Bangchan stated with a half smile.

On his screen was the period tracking app you had shared with the boys but you were surprised to know that Bangchan actually checked it. You tried to grab the phone but he stood up hastily, lifting his arm up so the phone was out of your reach.

“Why did I even share that stupid app with you guys” you huffed, giving up on retrieving the phone and sat down on the leather couch behind the desks. He sat down moments after you and smirked at you.

“So no, we won’t fuck you because we both know how rough things get, especially when Changbin is riled up” he said turning back to the computer screen.

A bunch of memories zapped through your mind. How they manhandled you and took turns to cum inside you, leaving you nothing but a wrecked and cum- leaking mess. Since both Jisung and Changbin had headphones on they hadn’t heard the conversation. Your realisation was genius. It’s just to ask them about it! Sure, Bangchan would be pissed about it since he was clear on a couple of rules, one of them being to not fuck behind each others backs but you were so needy. Your body ignited with just the though of being touched. Being determined you shuffled over to Changbin and lightly wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders. He smiled, moved one side of the headphone off of his ear and turned his head around to face you.

“Everything good, baby?” Changbin asked, looking at you with adoration.

You smiled back at him and hesitated asking him about the favour but with a slight voice crack you leaned into his ear and said;

“Bangchan is being mean and says that he won’t help me with... w-with my neediness”.

He nodded slightly as his gaze returned to the monitor infront of him, busy with some producing.

“Babygirl got some wits I see. You thoughts I didn’t hear the conversation you just had with Chan?” he didn’t look at you, clicking and typing away at something. Fuck. How did he hear that?

“But please Binnie~” you wrapped your arms tighter around him and gave him a peck on the cheek but to no avail.

“You don’t know how difficult it is to say no to your pretty face” he finally looked at you and pecked you back on the lips. You laughed slightly at his corny remark and patted him on the shoulder before darting your eyes towards Jisung. He was sitting a bit away from the other boys in a corner, the ice in his americano had melted and diluted the coffee from the warmth in the studio. Changbin put on his headphones again and returned to his work as you sat down on the empty chair next to Jisung and looked at him with puppy eyes.

“What’s up bub?” he rubbed your thigh that was exposed from the fluffy black skirt you were wearing. You rubbed your thighs together, Jisungs hand stuck inbetween them. He laughed quietly to not disturb the other boys.

“You don’t even need to tell me, I know what you want” he whispered, leaning into you and removing his trapped hand. You bit your bottom lip as you looked at him with innocence in your eyes, scooting closer with your chair.

Your gaze traveled down his body until it landed on the tent between his legs. The warm touch of his hand grazed closer and closer to your heat that was uncomfortably wet, your panties sticking to your cunt from arousal. You cupped him through his pants, his breath hitched due to the friction. The both of you observed the other boys but thankfully they were deep into their work, their eyes glued to each computer screen, the blue light reflecting on their precious faces. Jisung and you turned back around and caught eye contact with each other to which the both of you laughed inaudibly. He leaned towards you, the hot breath from his mouth hitting against your ear.

“Chan will be so mad” he said with a ambivalent tone, not sure if he wants to receive a scolding from Bangchan after he fucks you. You shook your head from side to side, doing everything to convince him.

“Sungie~ I’m all wet for you. I’ll promise to not tell Chan” your eyes twinkled towards the boy that had removed his headphones and placed them on the keyboard of the silver colored computer.

“Of course you won’t baby, I trust you” Jisung whispered in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. His fingertips began to graze your wet clothed cunt to which you had to muffle a whine by biting the inside of your cheek. Jisung smirked seeing you so sensitive and needy, ready to risk it all for his dick. Pushing the thin fabric to the side, Jisung felt your leaking wetness and exhaled loudly from excitement wanting to just slam you onto the couch and fuck you senseless. You jerked your head towards he couch, asking him to move to which he looked slowly towards Bangchan frame and agreed.

The two of you stood up carefully and sat down on the black couch that you had been on moments earlier. Jisung sat down first, the weight of the couch shifting as he sat. You followed shortly, straddling him and facing away from the working boys. Jisung had a mischievous smile plastered on his face and your face was burning at the though of getting fucked by Jisung behind Bangchan. Your hands traveled to Jisung’s belt buckle and with the utmost care you unbuckled it. Jisung helped remove his pants and popping his dick over the band of his black boxers. You let out a breathy whine from just the sight of his veiny dick, the tip cherry red and a string of precum coating the slit. You pumped his length a couple of times, earning a hiss from the dark haired boy before your heated sex hovered above his hard dick. Sneakily you snapped your head towards the working boys and was assured when they were intranced in their work, the subtle klicking and typing creating background noise. Jisung held your hips hard enough to leave red marks the day after before he pushed you down onto his dick. Sparks were flying everywhere in your mind, the feeling of being filled to the brim by Jisung’s girth made you choke on a moan. Jisung gave you time to adjust as you bottomed out, lifting your shirt up just so that your bra covered breasts peeked out. Slowly you bucked your hips against his and the brown eyed boy hissed quietly. Grinding on him you felt the knot of nerve endings being stimulated as Jisung circled your clit with his slightly cold thumb that contrasted with your sopping heat.

The added pleasure stringed out a string of whines from your lips until Jisung’s big hand covered your mouth, he looked at you with trust in his eyes and you smiled against his cold hand. You held onto his shoulders as you rode his length, your nails digging into the skin as the skirt pooled around your hips and shifted everytime you grinded onto Jisung that was now covering his own moans by clearing his throat. For one second he looked at your pink and red flushed face and then drifted his brown orbs behind you, making sure that neither Changbin or Bangchan glanced backwards. You shut your eyes tightly, Jisung’s pretty face disappearing as a rainbow of colors flashed before your eyes. The pace quickened due to Jisung’s hands being placed on your hips after momentarily removing them to stroke a piece of your hair behind your ear. He guided your cunt up and down his dick, the bouncing impacting the couch that let out a tiny creak. Jisung’s grip was hard on your hips as he let out a breathy moan behind his closed eyes. The knot in your stomach tightened, nearing your release as your mind blank. Both your and Jisung’s head was thrown back, eyes shut and everything tensing up. Just as the bundle of nerve endings was about to unravel with Jisung’s girth grazing your g-spot your hair was suddenly yanked from behind, you held onto the boys sturdy shoulders as a loud yelp forced it’s way out your mouth.

“Dirty fucking slut” a voice growled behind you as the grip on your hair tightened, holding you with full force by your roots. Your and Jisung’s eyes darted open, panic slowly filling them. The big hand belonged to Bangchan that was upside down in your sight since he pulled your head backwards. He glared at you with anger, brows furrowed as he spat out;

“Computer screens reflect but the two of you are too stupid for that”.

He let go of your hair as he shoved you towards Jisung that was terrified of the consequences and quickly lifted you off of him. Changbin turned around due to the commotion and ripped away his headphones upon seeing Jisung shoving his dick back into his jeans. Bangchan grabbed your arm harsh enough to hurt you and lifted you up before slamming you against the white wall of the studio. You felt Changbin’s and Jisung’s eyes burn into you through Bangchans back. Bangchan’s arm was at the side of your head as he looked down on you with disbelief.

“I was t-trying to help he-her” Jisung stuttered behind Bangchan but he wasn’t having any of it.

“Shut it” he growled, inches away from your face as his gaze was black.

Bangchan’s fingertips trailed down your torso before they plunged under the skirt and brushed your cunt that was now even wetter than before thanks to riding Jisung moments earlier. The boy tugged on you panties and they eventually fell down, pooling at your feet. Without warning, two fingers dived into your soaked pussy, a loud moan rolling off your tongue as the return of friction felt like heaven. Your legs automatically seperated but were stopped by the elastic of the panties not going further. His digits hammared into you, pain mixed with pleasure as your back was tightly pressed against the frigid wall.

Changbin lurked behind Bangchan’s shoulder as Jisung was sitting on the couch helplessly, not wanting to anger Chan further. Changbin gave Bangchan a pat on the shoulder, Bangchans eyes still glued onto you, pure rage filling his dark brown orbs. He moved away upon Changbin’s arrival and instead glared at Jisung as he sat down into his office chair, now turned to face the couch.

Changbin grabbed your warm and slightly clammy hand and led you to the couch, panties awkwardly grazing along the studio floor. You landed with a thud against the leather couch, Jisung stiff as a plank beside you. Fear charged thorugh your body since you knew how rough Changbin could be at times and you desperatly clutched Jisung, wrapping your arms around him. Bangchan tsked as he shifted closer with his chair and put his foot between the tiny gap seperating you from Jisung.

“You’re only watching tonight, isn’t that right Jisung?” he said, tilting his head slightly.

The boy beside you whined and pouted with his bottom lip sticking out.

“B-but I didn-t even..” he tried to form a sentence but gave up quickly as a shiver ran down his spine from Bangchan’s fierce presence.

Changbin removed your clothing in an instant as well as his own, clothing pieces sprawled out on the wooden floor. When the two of you were left in nothing but your underwear he attached his plump lips onto yours, coaxing your tongue by playfully licking your bottom lip. You moaned into the kiss as he fumbled with the bra clasp for a second before releasing you from your clothed prison. The chilly air hardened your exposed nipples and you felt the stares of the three boys in the room. The kiss deepened as Changbin grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you closer, his other hand hooking onto the edge of your panties and dragging them down. You broke the kiss momentarily to lift your hips upwards so that the panties were removed fully from your body, laying in the puddle of other clothes moments later. Both Jisung and Bangchan were palming themselves through their pants, the both of them visibly hard as the tents between their legs grew. Changbin felt up and down on your thigh and spread your legs apart and layed your down on the couch. It felt so wrong yet so right to be all spread out for them in the studio, their hungry gazes observing your wet sex.

Changbin removed his boxers in a swift motion and his dick sprang, the red tip hitting his abdomen as his girth made your mouth water. You sat up and looked him mischievously into his eyes before opening your mouth without command. He scoffed at your boldness before grabbing your head by the roots in exactly the same place Bangchan did earlier which stinged with pleasure. Your head was harshly pulled down his length, giving you no opportunity to breath before he started to facefuck you. You grabbed his other hand as tears formed in the corner of your eyes due to his tip hitting the back of your throat making you choke. Changbin liked seeing you like this. Drool and tears running down your red flushed face. You peeked over to Bangchan that had already started stroking himself upon what he saw. You couldn’t help but to stare. The way his veins cascaded down his immense length, how his tip disappeared and reappered through his hand as he was bucking against it. You also managed to take a glance at Jisung whose ears were red, his pants straining his growing erection as he was unable to do anything about it. Changbin noticed you looking around.

“What’s the matter slut? You want us all three?” he cooed at you to which you responded with a slight nod of the head as you hollowed your cheeks, your jawline starting to hurt a bit. Changbin let go of your hair and instead grabbed your face as you pulled back, catching air and coughing with drool on your chin and chest. He leaned down to kiss you once, his tongue feeling soft as his lips hit your swollen ones. A string of spit seperated the two of you when he broke the kiss and slowly pressed up against you, your back hitting the couch. Your legs seperated automatically, already knowing what’s to come before he alined himself with your wet leaky hole. He hissed as he entered your tight pussy, your back arching slightly against the sofa. Jisung shifted uncomfortably in his seat, desperatly trying to get some friction by rubbing against his pants. Changbins pace gained quickly making the couch squeak like it did when you rode Jisung. Your clit was sore from earlier which you only noticed after Changbin placed his thumb on your clit and started rubbing it in fast circular motions, rubbing you raw. Pretty lewd sounds spilled from your lips and filled the studio as your eyes were shut tight from Changbin’s girth fitting perfectly into your pussy, like two puzzle pieces.

“Look at your little cumslut, taking my dick so good” he cooed arrogantly, trying to make himself heard over your moans.

“P-please Changbin..let me c-cum” you pleaded, a blush creeping onto your face from your bold statement.

He smirked towards you before looking at Bangchan whose strokes were getting sloppier and turned his head quickly in your direction, a signal to come and join. Before getting out of the chair he gave Jisung a glare and a mocking smile, showing him his place.

Changbin lifted you up slightly making you half sit as he pounded into you, one knee bent on the couch and his foot on the floor giving him good aim and strength to wreck your sore pussy even more. You were practically crying, feeling sensations a thousand times more which made you go crazy as his girth dragged along your velety walls. You looked up at Bangchan that was standing at the side of the couch with his hard dick facing you. He dragged his open hand against your hot cheek and past your ear before placing his tip on your quivering lip that were working hard to hold back moans. His precum coated your rose-like lips, glistening in the light as you opened your mouth and took his length. Bangchan rolled his head back and placed held your face by the cheek. He looked back at Jisung to make sure that he was suffering and right so, the poor brown haired boy was pratically sliding of the couch as he fiddled with his legs and tried to avoid Bangchan’s lust filled eyes.

You could feel every vein on Bangchan’s girth as he twitched in your mouth while you coated his dick in your saliva. Licking fat stripes against his shaft you narrowed your tongue once you got to the tip before flicking your tongue upwards, earning a hiss from the buff boy. Changbin’s thrusts were getting sloppier and his movements made your breasts jump up as well as your head accidently choking on Bangchan’s dick. The moans that were muffled by his dick sent vibrations through his body which made him even harder, it that’s even possible. Suddenly he laced his pretty, veiny hands in your thick locks and pulled you off his length before lifting you up by your hair and pushing you against Changbin. You straddled Changbin, slowly sinking onto his girth yet again, filling the momentary emptyness that made you whine. Bangchan was standing behind you and traced his hand across your back before his dick poked you in the butt and he slided into the hole that wasn’t filled. Your mind felt like static as you were filled up at both ends. Your head layed on Changbin’s shoulder as his hands were guiding your cunt against his dick. Everytime he moved you backwards Bangchan’s dick entered deeper into you, your moans becoming higher in pitch every minute. The knot in your stomach tightened, feeling a build up of tension in your core as your abused clit grinded onto Changbin. Your hands latched on the back of Changbins arms, nails digging into his skin as Bangchan’s pace quickened. His arms snaked around your neck and choked you, the lightheadedness of it making you swoon. The grip creeped up to your face as he harshly held your face and made you look at Jisung. You felt humiliated but that’s exactly what Bangchan wanted you to feel. Your loose gaze landed on Jisung’s soft eyes as your cheeks were burning and drool hanged from your chin.

“Isn’t our y/n so pretty with her fucked out face” he growled at Jisung, his voice and his pace making your eyes roll back into your skull.

Changbin moaned loudly once before releasing his hot liquid into your dripping pussy. His cum coated your walls and trinkled down to eventually leak out of you, Changbin’s dick still inside of you as he looked up against the ceiling and panted. Changbin’s girth twitched inside of you, chasing your high by grinding against him and overstimulating his delicate tip. Your broken moans echoed in the room accompanied with the sound of skin slapping and Bangchan hissing. Like a bunch of fireworks, your core ignited with Bangchan’s last thrust as he came inside of you and smirked with a devilish grin on his face. You flopped against Changbin’s chest as your orgasm crashed upon you like an ocean wave, leaving you stunned with your mouth hanging open and your legs shaking, feeling unstable and uncontrollable. Bangchan pulled out and Changbin lifted you off onto the couch. You could only breathe heavily as your head spun. Bangchan got closer to you and spread your legs apart which made you shudder, scared that they would start round 2. The three boys stared at your leaking holes, the white liquid mixing together with your own juices. Changbin and Bangchan turned to Jisung at the same time and his flustered gaze moved violently around the room. Bangchan approached the poor horny boy and bent down as he was sitting. His raspy voice formed goosebumps on Jisung’s soft skin.

“Clean up the mess however you like.”

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bokutoslittlebird · 4 years ago

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Threesome with Bokuto Kōtarō and Akaashi Keiji

Alpha!Bokuto x Beta!Reader x Beta!Akaashi

Warnings: Omegaverse, double penetration, dubcon, creampies, some BokuAka action (bc those are my babies), this is long

Summary: After presenting as a Beta, your mother decided being friends with an Alpha wasn’t good for him. After moving, you befriended another Beta, Akaashi Keiji. After years of not getting over your childhood crush, you never expected to see him again as your best friend’s mate. Akaashi can’t take care of Bokuto through his entire rut, so he lets Bokuto have some fun. There’s a lot of catching up to do between you two, anyways.

— 5 years old, [Y/N]

“You need to stop hanging around that boy, [Y/N],” your mother had said to you one evening. You had looked at her confused, wondering what Kōtarō had to do with your homework. She continued, ignoring the look on your face. “He’s presented as an Alpha. You need to stop hanging around him.”

“That doesn’t matter, mommy. He’s my friend,” you had said, not quite understanding. “I don’t want to hurt him.”

“[Y/N], listen to me. He doesn’t want to be with someone like you. Stop hanging out with him.” At the time, you didn’t understand what your mother was saying. You thought that she had thought your friend didn’t want you as a friend. You’d prove her wrong when you finished your homework.

You had finished the work and immediately went to yours and Kōtarō’s spot, seeing the familiar spiked up hair on the young boy. His frown was unusual, though. “Kō-chan?”

“My mom said we can’t hang out anymore,”

— present day

You woke to the alarm from your phone, the rhythmic beat of the song shooing away the traces of sleep. Your eyes fall to the calendar across your room, seeing you had to work today. With a promise of a hot bath and a treat of ramen after your shift, you are able to get out of bed and get ready to start the day.

Your work shift was simple, just taking orders and making coffee for customers, occasionally bringing treats to customers at the tables. It was normal, right down to when your friend walked in. “Keiji!”

“[Y/N],” he smiled, not having the same enthusiasm but enough to satisfy you. You had met Keiji after you moved, shortly after Kōtarō ended his friendship with you. Keiji had presented as a Beta, just like you, so yours and his mother encouraged playdates and study sessions at each other’s house, hoping a relationship would bloom. “The usual, please,”

“You sure? The season specialty is here! I know you like pumpkin,” your smile turned into a smirk, knowing you had got him when his eyes widened. The season specials were ready to serve, but nobody had switched the menus up.

“Hm, I think I’ll go with the pumpkin latte for today,” he finally said, after weighing his options. You smiled and put in the order, knowing exactly how to work his buttons. “I’ll have to let my boyfriend know,”

“Oh?” That was new information. A week ago, Keiji said he was going to die single because everyone’s an idiot. Now he’s got a lover? “Do tell,”

“He’s an Alpha, but his parents don’t care. Don’t tell mom. She thinks you’re my soulmate, still,”

You guffawed at that, shaking your head at the memory. You remembered when you got older when Keiji’s mom had started giving you lessons in cooking and sewing, typical ‘wife’ things. Keiji smiled at your dramatic scene of laughing, knowing it was how you were.

“Wait till she finds out you’re mated to someone else,”

“I prefer to term courting to mate, since I’m plain and boring. He’s anything but, honestly,”

“Perfect match for you, Kei-chan,” you winked, seeing Keiji’s cheeks turn a bit pink at the inside joke. You laughed again, finishing up the last details on the latte.

“He reminds me a bit of you, actually. But without control or a filter,”

“Maybe I am your soulmate, you just don’t like me,”

“Haha, very funny,” he replied, walking off with a little wave. You wiggle your fingers, waving goodbye to him. After watching your friend leave, your shoulders sag a bit, remembering the young boy with white-and-black hair. Back then, you wouldn’t call it a crush. More of an admiration for the boy with no fears and a clear future. With more experience under your belt, you could admit it was a crush. The boy had stolen your heart and crushed it the last time you saw him.

You clean up the counter as the clock ticks, slowly telling you your shift is coming to a close. You feel like you want to cry, but you don’t know why.

The next day, your phone dings with a text message from Keiji, surprised he would shoot a text. He usually called unless he was busy in a meeting or something. Your eyes glance at the screen, trying to finish your essay for one of your classes. The message doesn’t strike you as immediately needing attention, so you ignore it, focusing on the paragraph you’re typing out.

Another ding takes your attention away from the screen completely, knowing Keiji really needed your attention.

[Keiji ❤️ - 12:17 pm]

- Can you bring some fruits to my apartment? I forgot to get some at the store. I’m busy.

[Keiji ❤️ - 12:18 pm]

- please im hungry

The last message startles you, seeing as Keiji always punctuated his texts because, well, he was like that. You quickly typed a reply and made sure to save your document before heading to your kitchen.

[Sweetcheeks😘 - 12:22 pm]

- I’ll be there asap Kei

— 5 years old, Kōtarō Bokuto

“Kōtarō, I need to talk to you,” his mom had said. He looked up at her, a paper hat on his head, a smile on his face. “You need to stop hanging out with [Y/N] so much, baby,”

“Why? Did we do something bad?” He frowned, not understanding. What did he do?

“No, baby, not this time,” she laughed, smiling down at him. Her smile was not full of love and joy, it was sad. “Her mother doesn’t want you two hanging out so much. She said they’ll be moving soon, so I don’t want you to be hurt anymore than you already will be.”

Kōtarō didn’t smile for the rest of the day. After he told his friend they couldn’t hang out anymore, his mother held him in her arms while he cried. It wasn’t fair.

— present day

Kōtarō had been sent home early, with his rut steadily approaching and his fights with Atsumu and Shūgo getting more intense. His ride home was full of anxiety, knowing Keiji couldn’t quite handle ruts very well since he was a Beta. Omegas were meant to handle Alpha ruts all the way through, but Keiji could only handle half of the rut. The last time Kōtarō’s cycle had started, Keiji had to come to where he was, huddled up in an apartment. Keiji couldn’t walk two days after the rut ended, even though he dealt with three out of seven days of the rut.

Kōtarō’s arrival to Keiji’s apartment was slow. His instincts told him to run, but he was able to restrain himself. Keiji opened the door almost immediately after the knock, wrapping his boyfriend in a hug. “I’ve missed you,”

“I’ve missed you, too, Akaashi,” Kōtarō said, indulging in the coffee and minty scent from Keiji, although there was a bit of pumpkin, too. He involuntary let out a growl.

“I had a pumpkin latte earlier,” Keiji immediately said, expecting Kōtarō’s reaction. Instincts came first the closer he got to his rut, Keiji had learned. He could feel the Alpha deflate a bit in his hold, just hugging and scenting. Keiji smiled at that, knowing he would be in for a rough week. “I made a nest. It’s not as good as an Omega’s-“

“You didn’t have to do that,” Kōtarō’s voice was clear and sharp, halting anything Keiji was saying. “You’re not an Omega. You don’t have to act like one,”

“I-I know, Bokuto-san,” Keiji stuttered out, the look in his boyfriend’s eyes startling him a bit. It was intense, but it wasn’t necessarily bad, per se. “I just-“

“I’m not here right now because of your sub-gender. I’m here for you,” Kōtarō’s voice was once again clear and sharp, going right into Keiji’s bones. He’s sure if he was an Omega, he’d be kneeling and begging. For fuck’s sake, he’d have probably entered a heat cycle.

“I know, Bokuto-san. I know,” Keiji leaned against him, reveling in his smell. He couldn’t scent Kōtarō or smell a distinct scent, but Kōtarō obviously came straight to the apartment after practice. He smelled like sweat and deodorant, a strangely pleasant combination.

Kōtarō let out a growl as he felt his rut come on, his hands moving towards Keiji’s ass. In turn, Keiji blushed and cleared his throat, backing up from Kōtarō. He smiled and held up a finger. Kōtarō grinned, straightening his posture. Keiji smiled and ran towards the bedroom, knowing his Alpha was hot on his heels.

The following day, the two lovers were still going at it. Keiji hardly had any rest, only getting his rest once Kōtarō needed to rest, even if Kōtarō claimed he passed out after their third round. A small tease and a mischievous grin had sent Keiji back to being railed by a feral Alpha, but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Keiji threw his head into the pillows, drool spilling from his lips and he moaned, having his third orgasm of the day from Kōtarō’s forceful thrusts. On the other hand Kōtarō had only orgasmed once, knotting Keiji and spurring the Beta into a second orgasm almost right after the first. The thrusts didn’t cease, Kōtarō chasing his own release in his mate was the only thought in his mind.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Keiji,” he groaned out, plugging him up with another knot, his orgasm following it. Keiji’s eyes rolled back, digging his nails into Kōtarō’s biceps at the sensation. It stung and was a lot more pain than pleasure, but he couldn’t complain too much.

Kōtarō finished painting Keiji’s walls white, resting his forehead against the man underneath him and catching his breath. Keiji gave him a swift peck on the lips, assuring him he was okay. However, Keiji’s stomach growled at that moment, sending heat to his cheeks.

“I haven’t eaten today,” he realized, talking out loud. Kōtarō may have been an Alpha in a rut, but he was also an Alpha with a mate. Mates needed to be protected and cared for, so his instincts told him he needed to feed his mate. Kōtarō’s eyes immediately went wide. “Don’t move!”

“Ah— sorry! I always forget,” he laughed, adjusting their position so he could lay on his side. Keiji just shook his head, smiling. Kōtarō was a wonderful mate, truly, he just happened to be overly passionate about things he cared for.

Keiji thought to you, how you’d probably enjoy having an Alpha to take care of you. Keiji knew you often overworked yourself and forced yourself to do things, trying to be as independent as possible. He couldn’t be your mate, but he’s had a thought that ends in all sides benefitting - hopefully, at least.

Kōtarō moaned as he slipped from Keiji’s abused hole, the knot finally deflating. “I’ll get you a snack.”

“I have leftovers in the fridge. Bottom left drawer,” he mumbled back, wincing from moving too much. Kōtarō immediately nodded, jogging off to the kitchen, butt-naked. Keiji couldn’t say much. He enjoyed the view.

He winced as he rolled over to his phone, glad he put it on the charger near the Nest yesterday before he got pounded into the mattress. He opened the messages, typing out a quick message for you and sending. He hoped his plan would work out well, but he had faith his calculations were correct.

Hearing the microwave beep meant the food was ready and Keiji still hadn’t gotten a response from you. He typed out another message, hoping you’d actually read this one and put his phone on the floor, face down. Just in time, too, as Kōtarō walked into the bedroom with a freshly heated plate of food.

“Food’s ready!”

— back to you

You had gathered some fruits together, slicing and dicing them as an added flair. Sliced bananas, strawberries, diced watermelon, mangoes, and sliced avocados on slices of bread and cream cheese. You felt like an American middle-aged woman about to attend a brunch with your food choices, but Keiji liked specific fruits specific ways and you knew he only ate avocados on bread with cream cheese.

The ride to Keiji’s apartment only took five minutes, but it felt like it took an hour, your anxiety eating you up at the thought of what Keiji is doing or needs help with. You assumed he needed help with something, but you weren’t positive on what. It could just be as simple as he can’t leave home because his anxiety was too high or it could be something worse — what if his mom got in an accident? The thoughts didn’t stop, making the five minutes much, much longer.

Arriving to Keiji’s apartment, you noticed how dead it seemed outside. You saw a woman on the way up the stairs who gasped as she left her apartment, quickly locking the door and running down the stairs, almost running into you. Confused, you noticed the lights seemed to be off in the other apartments, but that wasn’t too strange. It was a Saturday, but it was midday so people were probably out.

You had a spare key for Keiji’s place, seeing as you often checked up on him; he had a spare for your place, too. Entering the apartment, it was deathly quiet, putting you on edge. There was a certain air about the room that made you feel like you were in a horror movie. As you made your way to the kitchen, you noticed the messily placed dishes in the sink, the shirt in the hallway leading to Keiji’s bedroom, and the duffel bag beside the door. You’re confused. Keiji doesn’t have a duffel bag — not since the old one ripped a couple of years ago.

You ponder whether to go into Keiji’s bedroom or not, worried someone might’ve broken in —that shirt is definitely not his. That’s when you feel a presence. At first, you freeze, wondering if Keiji’s playing a trick on you. It is October after all. You place the container of fruits on the counter and hear a growl, immediately turning around to meet golden eyes and familiar hair.

His eyes were narrowed, obviously pissed, but then his face changed. He seemed confused first, then a dawning came upon him. Next thing you know, you’re picked up and having the life squeezed out of you. “[Y/N]!”

“Kō?” Your tiny voice whispers. You can hardly believe it. Your ex-best friend and childhood crush is in your best friend’s apart— uh oh. “Uh oh,”

“What-Oh?” His voice repeats, looking at you. The Alpha of your dreams is the Alpha of Keiji’s dreams—what a day it’s been. “[Y/N]?”

“I should, um, can you let me down?” He obliged, letting you stand on your feet again. “I need to, um, go. Uh, Keiji wanted fruits so I, uh, brought them. I’m gonna go,” you turned, hoping to tears would stay in until you left. You weren’t expecting Kōtarō to cage you in, effectively trapping you. As a Beta, you didn’t immediately obey an Alpha’s command, but the look in his eyes told you to stay. You obeyed.

“Don’t go. Please,” is all he said, his eyes twinkling. You shook your head, deciding this was a bad idea. “[Y/N].”

“You don’t get to act like nothing happened, Bokuto-san. You stopped being friends with me, remember? I expected you to be breeding an Omega by now. Looks like it was just me,” you spat, feeling the anger you held in boil over. The feeling of your best friend leaving you because of your sub-gender, the feeling of betrayal, remembering how your mother sighed at you and rolled her eyes, telling you she was always right and your friend would never look your way again.

“What?” He peered down at you, no longer hunching over. You realized just how tall he had gotten. “I stopped being friends because you were leaving. You being a Beta had nothing to do with it,”

“Sure, I guess now it doesn’t. Since, you know, you’re with my new best friend. It’s okay, I get it,” you once again tried to leave, but Kōtarō wouldn’t budge. “Move, Bokuto-san.”

“No.” His voice was clear and sharp. You were sure if you were an Omega, you’d be on your knees crying. “I don’t want it to end like this. I want to make amends.” Good thing you weren’t an Omega.

“Well, I don’t care what you want. Let me go,” your own eyes narrowed at him, his face not changing. His body unmoving. You rolled your eyes, deciding to not play this game anymore. Going to duck under Kōtarō’s arm, but his body moved to pin you to the counter. “Dude!”

“You smell different.” Is all the warning you got before you felt his nose in your neck. You felt butterflies at the contact, but also cringed at the display. You then noticed a shadow in the hallway. Attempting to pry Kōtarō off you wasn’t working, so Keiji got to see his boyfriend hunched over you.

“Good, you seem to be getting along again,” he said, a gentle and lazy smile on his face. Surprisingly, Kōtarō didn’t turn around at his mate’s voice, just kept rubbing his nose against you. “I hope you can take care of him,”

“Akaashi Keiji, what the fuck,” you muttered. He didn’t seem concerned his boyfriend was currently nuzzling against you. You noticed the limp in Keiji’s walk and he had one of his hands on the wall.

“I’ve been keeping track of your cycle. You should be ovulating by now. Bokuto-san has told me about his childhood friend before and it took me a while but I figured out it was you,” Keiji kept talking, limping his way to the couch. “I’ll get the fruits later. Bokuto-san, don’t hurt her too much,”

“Hurt me?” You squeaked, eyes widening at the implication. “Keiji, I can’t—“ you started, a scream interrupting your sentence as Kōtarō picked you up and hauled you to the bedroom. He displayed his strength earlier, of course, but the fact you were were on your back in what looked similar to an Omega’s Nest within seconds of the ground leaving your feet was a display that turned you on immensely. If Kōtarō wasn’t currently attempting to strip you, he would have been with the sickly sweet scent you exuded.

“I’ve been waiting for this,” he growls out, his hands deciding to rip your very nice shirt into shreds, deciding your movements to get them off were too slow. He offered the same treatment to your bra, your short scream of disbelief when it was torn. He was nice enough to pull off the pants you were wearing, along with your panties. “Ever since my first rut,” he continues, his nose buried against your thighs, his tongue licking a hot stripe against it. You whined at the contact, full on knowing he could smell your arousal. “I thought I’d never find you again.”

“Boku-“

“No. Not here. Call me your Alpha, little Beta,”

“Uh-“ you stopped, unsure of the situation. Kōtarō, regardless of your feelings, was with Keiji. That alone made you hesitant, even if Keiji literally told Kōtarō to go for it. You felt weird having to call him your Alpha anyways, since you were never subjected to those Alpha/Omega relationships. You can’t say you weren’t interested in it, often just having fun with other Betas and maybe an Alpha or two during their ruts (you vividly remember helping an attractive Alpha in your last year at Nekoma, rendering you unable to walk for the next two days). Neither of them called you by your sub-gender, nor made you call them Alpha. You obviously hesitated, taking a trip down memory lane much too long, since Kōtarō’s hand had wrapped itself around your jaw, forcing you to look at him. You didn’t think your old childhood friend would be so.. rough.

“I’m waiting, little one. Call me your Alpha,” he growled out, again. The growling was doing wonders to you, making you wetter by the second. Another growl came out, spurring you to speak.

“I- Alpha, we can’t do this. We need to talk-“

“You can try to talk, but I’m gonna fill you to the brim until my cum is seeping out of your cunt. Let’s see how well you do.” Kōtarō immediately went down to your nether regions, your folds glistening to show him just how turned on you were. Your face was hot, practically burning when his eyes locked on, unmoving from the sight. He wasn’t looking long, getting a startled scream from you as he buried his face between your legs, lapping at your juices. Your hand went to his hair, the hair as soft as you had hoped, as he continued to drink from your pussy as if it was his last drink on earth. Your other hand was bunching up a nearby shirt, one you had left at Keiji’s two days ago after a night of drinks. If you weren’t so busy rolling your eyes into your skull as your mouth hung open, moans spilling from your lips, you’d have noticed the mix of yours and Keiji’s clothes in the Nest.

Kōtarō continued to be relentless, pushing two fingers into your heat as you were clenching your thighs around his head. You were worried you’d hurt him, but he was an Alpha in every shape and form — if he wanted to stop you, he’d do it. He knows he’s in control. Adding a third finger brought you to your first orgasm of the day, feeling exhausted afterwards. Kōtarō rose from between your legs, his eyes immediately finding your glossy ones. He smiled and licked his lips. Then, wiping the slick from his lower face with his hand to get the excess that his tongue couldn’t get and then licking it off, his eyes never breaking contact.

“So sweet, I’m already addicted,” his grin got darker, his body crawling up until his hands were on both sides of your head and his lips were slotted against yours. His tongue darted between his lips, into your already open mouth, deepening the kiss. You were so in bliss from the after-orgasm high and kissing your crush, you didn’t even feel the head of Kōtarō’s cock pushing into you.

Kōtarō threw his head back, moaning at the tight fit. You mewled, it being some time since someone entered you, the feeling almost foreign. It didn’t hurt, thankfully, the wetness Kōtarō created more than enough to help him slide in. He didn’t stop, he just kept pushing in until the beginning of his knot was flush against you. Another growl erupted from Kōtarō, the only warning you got before he pulled out only to slam back in. The sudden movement had your back arching and your head against the plush pillows of the Nest. It was the green light for Kōtarō.

Your knees were pushed to your shoulders, the position momentarily uncomfortable until your mind was replaced with the burning and overwhelming sensation of Kōtarō pounding into you liked a man starved. Moans were bouncing off the walls, along with Kōtarō’s grunts, mixed with the sound of skin slapping skin as his thighs continuously met your ass. Your hands switched from fisting fabric to winding around Kōtarō’s neck as he buried his face into your neck, his panting and grunts loud in your ears. You felt the coming of another orgasm, the familiar tightening in your abdomen and the arching of your back being a few indicators. Your nails raked against Kōtarō’s back, leaving angry red streaks in their place. Another grunt from Kōtarō and you felt a painful sensation you hadn’t felt before — a knot. The added pain before the height of your pleasure sent you over the edge, mewling out Kōtarō’s name as you did.

Kōtarō had you plugged up, him spilling his seed into your hot walls. You whined at the feeling of fullness. He sighed at the feeling himself, indulging in your scent. You figured now was as good as you’re going to get to talk. “Um, Kōt-“

“Alpha.”

“Sorry,” you mumbled, rolling your eyes. “Alpha, um, this is an awkward time, I suppose, but can we talk about, like, us?”

“We don’t need to, but we can,” he looked at you, moving his position so you guys were on your sides. More comfortable for each other. “What do you wanna talk about?”

“Okay, um, the Alpha thing is weird, but I’ll let it slide since obviously you’re in a rut. Obviously Keiji isn’t an Omega, so he can’t take you throughout the entire rut. Um, I don’t wanna be your booty call for ruts, this whole situation is so fucking weird-!”

“You’re not the ‘booty call’, as you said. Akaashi mentioned he had a surprise for me, but I didn’t think he’d offer me you. After this, I hope he lets me court you, too. So I can be your Alpha, too.”

“Kō- Alpha, we’re no longer friends because you’re an Alpha. That’s why you broke off our friendship so long ago, isn’t that right? You deserved an Omega, which I am not, but you found Keiji and that is fine. I am not a part of this.”

“I don’t care about sub-genders. That’s why I’m with Akaashi. I stopped being friends because you were moving. It hurt a lot to end things, but I didn’t know what else to do. That was Mom’s advice, at least.”

You were confused. Your mother said it was because he cared about sub-genders, but now he’s saying it was because of the move? Your friendship ended before moving, yes, but it was almost a month before moving. You could have stayed friends, anyways. Did your mother lie to you? Did his feelings change? “My- My mother said you needed an Omega so I-“

“She was wrong. She’s the one who set you up with Akaashi, yeah? She didn’t even care what my family thought about us. That’s in the past, we can move past it.”

“All these years...” you muttered, feeling the tears from before coming back. The knowledge that your own mother forced your friendship to end made you angry, but everything was fine now. Kōtarō was your friend again. At least, you thought he was. “I don’t know if I want a relationship, though,”

“Too bad,” he grunted, his cock leaving you feeling empty. A whine was all you needed to do to have yourself pinned under Kōtarō again, his cock filling you up again. “I’ve been dreaming of this for so long, as if I’ll let you leave so easily.”

Kōtarō continued his relentless pounding into you, the constant fucking rendering your lower area numb. Eventually, your world went black after a— what was it, 6th orgasm? Kōtarō’s second knot was the only thing you remembered before you tuned out completely. The grunting, whines, moans, all of it faded into silence. While you had passed out, Kōtarō panicked, thinking he went overboard. Keiji’s words echoed in his mind: “Don’t hurt her too much.” Was this too much?

Kōtarō, stuck inside you because of his knot, called for Keiji to help him. Of course, Keiji came as fast as he could (not very fast, poor man is still recovering) to see Kōtarō, who is close to tears, above your blissed, fucked, and passed out form. He sighs, shaking his head. “Bokuto-san, I think you went too hard,”

“Akaashi...” he whined, his strong arms curling around you. Even passed out, your body reacted, curling into him as you softly moaned. “Akaashi...”

“It’s okay, she’ll be fine. Her body isn’t used to it. At least, not yet.” A moan from Kōtarō let Keiji know his knot had deflated, him pulling out of your cunt and the copious amounts of cum he filled you with spilling out. It made even Keiji aroused, seeing it seeping out of you. Kōtarō knew he was aroused at the sight and came upon a solution.

“Akaashi! Maybe we...”

Waking up was next thing you remember. You felt so, so full, like you were plugged up in both ends. As you flutter your eyes open. You expected to see your ceiling, having woken up from intense dream or something. You maybe even hoped to see Kōtarō grinning down at you, sweat dripping down his face and his chest. You did not, however, expect to see Keiji smiling down at you, gently caressing your face. “Kei?”

“Hey there, pretty baby. How are you feeling?” The nickname threw you off — Keiji never called you a nickname. He was very formal, even saying your last name until only recently. You obviously showed confusion, or maybe you hesitated, because a rumble was felt behind you, a familiar voice following.

“She’s probably feeling pretty stuffed, Akaashi. Stuffed full inside and out, I hope,” Kōtarō’s voice said. You turned your head, hissing at the pain in your neck, to see Kōtarō grinning at you, just like you hoped. However, wasn’t Keiji resting?

“I should thank you for the fruit. It was delicious and cut up so cutely and delicately. I was getting a bit jealous to hear Kōtarō having so much fun with you. I was hoping to have my own fun with you when he rested after his rut, but he was kind enough to share. Isn’t that nice? I don’t think I can get you pregnant, but I want to try. We’d have such cute babies together, you know?”

“I was hoping she’d carry my pups first, but you can pump her full next time. We have all the time in the world, after all.”

“Excuse me? Wait, wait!” You shouted, suddenly realizing the whole ‘filling you up’ speech wasn’t just an Alpha’s instincts — it was their intention to impregnate you. “I can’t have kids! I’m in school and-“

“I can provide for both of my mates, right Keiji?” Kōtarō said, his eyes holding nothing but love as he gazed at Keiji. It made your heart squeeze at the love between them. Keiji smiled and nodded, deciding at that time to roll his hips. You threw your head back and mewled, sensitive from the consecutive orgasms previously.

“I’m glad you’re still sensitive. There’s no evidence to back it up, but I heard the more orgasms a woman has, the more likely it is she’ll get pregnant. Of course, Omegas have a fertile cycle, but you’re a Beta, so I had to track your cycle for about three months. I hope it was enough.”

“Three months?! Akaashi Kei- oh!” You screamed, feeling Kōtarō move. He was filling up your back entrance, adding to the fullness. Also, it explained why you were on his chest.

“I also need to cut out your caffeine, that’s a bad habit you need to cut out anyways. No more nights of drinking while binge-eating. Your body needs to be in peak condition if it’s going to carry our offspring,”

“I can’t wait till you’re all swollen and wobbling. It’ll be so cute. And then we’ll do it again. And again. And I don’t know if I wanna stop, babe!” Kōtarō laughed, thrusting his hips up, making you jerk at the feeling.

“Maybe we can stop after five. We’ll need a bigger house, too,” Keiji continued, rolling his hips in rhythm to Kōtarō’s thrusts. You closed your eyes, one hand fisting Kōtarō’s hair while the other gripped Keiji’s shoulder, hoping to ground yourself. “You’ll look so beautiful when you’re pregnant. This is what our families want, after all. You’ll bear my children and Kōtarō also gets what he wants in the end. He gets his own offspring. This all works out,” he grunted, snapping his hips after almost pulling all the way out. “In the end, at least.”

If you could form a coherent sentence, you’d tell them to stop, but the only thing on your mind was how stuffed you were. Keiji was thrusting into your puffy, abused cunt that was overflowing with Kōtarō’s cum, rolling his hips every so often to increase pleasure. Kōtarō’s grunts were heightening your arousal and sending you hurling towards another orgasm. Your eyes rolled, your tongue sticking out as you clenched around Keiji, sending him towards an orgasm of his own. A curse and a stutter of his hips and he was spilling his own seed into you. He knew his genes wouldn’t take, not when you’d been pumped by Kōtarō multiple times. He had looked for the chances between a Beta and Alpha genes in a Beta, but he only got Omegas, which were made to take Alpha seed and breed easily. A small part of him wanted to try and overpower Kōtarō, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to compare to the amount you’ve already taken.

Kōtarō was still going, his strong, warm hands holding your knees to your chest, keeping you spread open, as he thrusted up into you. He knew Keiji had finished, the face he was sporting a familiar scene to the Alpha, so Kōtarō was chasing his own high. A high-pitched whine from you as Keiji rolled his hips again, earning a growl from Kōtarō in return. You pant as your hand leaves Keiji’s shoulder, ghosting over your sensitive clit as you attempt to close your thighs, overly sensitive from all the rounds you’ve been forced to go through. Keiji saw your hand brush over it, taking his own hand to replace yours and apply pressure onto the nub, rubbing it.

A scream was ripped from your throat, another orgasm around Keiji’s cock as Kōtarō buried himself, shoving his knot in your tight hole. You were twitching at the extra feeling of fullness, the hot spurts of cum in your ass and the oozing cum from your cunt, even if Keiji was plugging you up. A sigh escaped your lips, your eyes rolling back as he attempted to catch your breath. Kōtarō brought a hand to fondle your breast, earning another whine for him.

“I could get used to this,”

“So could I. Good thing we’ll get to see much more of it,”

You normally would have told them no, attempting to push Keiji off and out of you, but you just sighed, trying to kiss Kōtarō. He smiled and obliged, licking your lips before kissing you, enjoying the taste of you. Keiji smiled at the scene, bringing his mouth to your perky nipple from Kōtarō’s earlier fondling, biting gently on it. You mewled, shifting your legs up Keiji’s hips and he moved in deeper. Kōtarō growled, his hand rubbing the red and swollen nub between your legs. You wouldn’t normally let this continue, but you could hardly think.

If you could think properly, you might have noticed the bags of clothes you don’t remember bringing to Keiji’s. You might have seen the handcuffs nearby. You might have seen the extra lock on the bedroom door, so out of place. You normally would have been able to think properly, but the only thing you could think of was being stuffed with Keiji’s and Kōtarō’s thick cocks, filling you up to the brim.

Sequel -> The Perfect Family [tw includes dubcon/noncon, use of the word r*pe, water torture/attempted drowning, gunplay, pregnancy, blood, abuse (mentally and physically), bit of watersports]

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donald4spiderman · 3 years ago

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HOTCH FIC/BLURB BASED OFF OF THIS ASK

I GOT SO CARRIED AWAY IM SO SORRY.

TW: sub!hotch (😫), boss/employee, penetrative sex, unprotected sex & creampie, kissing, degradation, (GN!AFAB Reader)

for @hotch-and-bunny & @reidstoychest

Maybe it’s the way his blazer is a little too large for his shoulders. Maybe it’s the way he refuses to gel his raven hair, constantly brushing it away from his face. Maybe it’s the way he’s so eager to learn, the way he’s such a good listener.

Aaron’s younger than you— give or take five or six years your junior— and you’re his superior, his unit chief. I mean, there’s no way Gideon would ever consider making a pass at any of the female agents working below him. There’s a standard for professionalism in the BAU, which includes not sleeping with your employees.

But Aaron makes it so hard, with his timid knocks on the door and jittery hands. You wonder if he was different during his prosecuting days— maybe he was just out of his element at the bureau. But he’s a damn good profiler and an even better man. So, you ease up on the hungry gazes and treat him like every other agent.

Or at least, you try.

It’s past midnight, and you hear the faint of the vacuum come to a halt as the custodians finish up their shift. You’re at work later than the night shift custodians. Shouldn’t you be heading home?

You pack up your briefcase full of your case files, only stopping when you hear a soft knock on your door. You know that knock— the three-beat rhythm, each one slightly my confident than the next, but not quite assertive.

“Come in, Aaron.” You shout so he can hear you from the outside.

He greets you with a small smile, holding a manila folder out to you wordlessly, his teeth occupied with biting his bottom lip.

“Is this the Troy Perry case file?” You question.

“Y-yes.”

“Is it complete?”

Aaron shrugs, “Sort of. I mean... I think so?”

You sigh, running a finger over your brow bone. “It’s a simple question, Aaron. Yes or no. Is it complete? Or is there still work needed to be done?”

You’re too hard on him. Aaron’s sweet, the sweetest man you’ve ever known. But he has the potential to be the leader that the bureau needs— strong-willed, deeply moral, and most importantly passionate. You just need to crack that unsure exterior.

“I-I finished all the sections!” He exclaims out of nervousness. “I just wanted to see if you thought they were good enough.”

His brows knit together as you study his expressions, most likely feeling weighed down by your stare.

“I trust you.” You state, placing the file in your desk drawer. “I don’t need to look over it.”

“A-are you sure?” Aaron asks. “What if there’s a mistake. S-Shouldn’t you check for those kinds of things?”

You press your hand down firmly on your wooden desk, “Are you telling me how to do my job?”

His jaw falls open, and his hands rush out to aid his apology, “No! No! I didn’t mean it like that, Ma’am.”

You can’t help the way your thighs rub together, unmistakably aroused. “Don’t question me, or yourself, okay? What we do is important, and you have to be sure of yourself when you make decisions.”

“Yes, Ma’am. Thank you for everything.” That boy is going to be the death of you.

You shrug, “Don’t mention it.”

He smiles, big and bright, with all his teeth showing and his eyes creasing. You smile back, albeit less wide. You catch the way his eyes flick down to your plump lips, and he clears his throat nervously.

“I-I think— I’m gonna head h-home.”

You nod, all but prepared to let him walk away. You know what you’re about to do could ruin any semblance of the false formality to two of you hold with each other. You know Aaron wants you; it’s easy to see. You are a profiler, after all.

“Alright.” You say, letting him walk halfway out the door before calling him back in. “Aaron?”

his head jolts up, “Yes?”

You take three large strides until you’re face to face with him, pulling him to the side of the doorway, letting the door close shut before slamming your lips against his.

He’s rooted in place, eyes wide open as he takes in exactly what’s going on. You break away from the kiss, and truth be told, you’re just as nervous as he is.

“We don’t have to do anything, Aaron. I’m not going to punish you if you don’t want to sleep with me. That is... unless you want me to?”

Aaron’s neck flushes a warm rose, and despite his uneasy voice, you feel the bulge in his slacks pressing against the front of your thigh.

“T-this is, uh, we shouldn’t— right?” His breath fans your face.

“Tell me you don’t want this.” You deadpan. “Look me in the eyes and tell me you haven’t dreamt of fucking me, then I’ll let you go. I'll pretend this never happened, and you can go back to calling me Ma’am and keeping me six feet away.”

“I can’t.” Aaron sighs. “I can’t lie to your face and tell you I don’t want this.”

“I fucking knew it.” You laugh, rubbing your hands down his shoulders. “You want me.��

It wasn’t a question, but he answers anyway. “Yes, Ma’am. I want you so much.”

“Ma’am?” You grin. “You like calling me Ma’am?”

He nods, and you smile, bringing his lips against yours. This time, Aaron is more responsive, closing his eyes and letting his lips roam, hands resting on your waist.

“I want you, Aaron. Right here. Right now.” You growl, working to undo the knot in his tie.

“W-what? I-I don’t know what you mean...”

“You’re going to fuck me against my desk as hard as you can, Aaron. I need you inside of me. Now.”

You can see the gears turning in his mind, unable to process what you’ve said fully.

“Do you understand, Aaron?” You purr, opening up his shirt and raking your nails down his stomach.

“Uh huh.” He finally nods. “I-I understand.”

“Good.” Your smile is teasing in a sickly sweet manner. “For a second there, I thought you were too dumb to follow orders.”

He follows closely behind you as you perch yourself onto the wooden surface of your desk. You slide both your trousers and your underwear down, exposing just how much you need him.

“Come here and fuck me already.” You demand as he works his belt buckle open, slowed down by the tremor of his hands.

Once he finally frees his cock from his pants, you know there’s no turning back, no way you could look at him without wanting to fuck him. His cock is flushed and hard, precum leaking out of the tip.

Aaron strokes himself firmly twice before lining up his cock with your entrance. Before he can push himself in, you pull his lips down for a tender kiss, releasing his face so you can watch the way he sheaths into you.

You’re instantly breathless; the warm feeling in your lower stomach combined with Aaron’s blissed-out face makes you clench with excitement.

“Fuck me.” You exclaim, pulling his thighs closer to yours. “Fuck me as hard as you can. Prove to me your not fucking worthless.”

Aaron lets out a strangled groan before slamming his hips forward, burying himself as deep as possible into you before pulling out, repeating his motions.

“F-Fuck.” You cry, gripping his shoulders tightly. “I knew you’d be good at this. Such a good boy.”

His head comes down to nip at the flesh on your collarbones. There’s no doubt that you’ll be marked up tomorrow, but you don’t mind one bit.

Aaron continues pounding into you, the sound of your skin filling the entire office. His hips roll expertly into yours as he snakes his hand between your bodies to rub your clit.

“I’m so close, Ma’am.” He whines, resting his forehead breathlessly against yours. “Can I p-please cum? Please?”

You shake your head, “Hold out a little bit longer, baby— I’m so fucking close.”

His fingers circle your clit faster, and he seems to appreciate the way you moan louder. He feels the quicker in your thighs and the hitch in your breath. Soon enough, your legs are shaking, and your back is arching off the desk.

“Fuck, Aaron!” You shout, tossing your head back in a silent scream.

Aaron takes your scream as his cue, groaning as he cums inside of your pussy, thick ropes filling you up perfectly. He slams his hips once more into you, wincing at the overstimulation, before pulling out altogether.

He places a wordless kiss on your forehead, an innocent gesture to close off your filthy activities.

“Thank you.” He whispers as you thread your fingers into his hair.

You hum in response, “My pleasure.”

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bakugohoex · 4 years ago

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PLS IM BEGGING YOU continuation of Jean x reader undercover in Marley ?🥺💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

part two: “this isn’t a date jean, we’re undercover”

pairing: jean kirschtein x female reader

cw: season 4 spoiler for the latest episode, fluff, language, nsfw (basically sex, some nipple play and just a lot of love)

word count: 2900+

a/n: so yeah, heres a part two for the one request i got nearly a month ago, i cant believe you guys liked part one so much, hopefully you all like this part as well

summary: in which you and jean spend the night together after confessing your feeling’s for one another, with a long night ahead and the raid on liberio beginning, is it really possible for the two of you to be together in this hell hole

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His lips re-attached to your neck, sucking and biting along the thin strip that he had previously licked. Eyes filled with lust, his body encasing your own, you bit back a moan but at the feeling of his lips and tongue swirling across the bruises made you whimper his name. He looked back down at you, your fragile messy state, your dress half off of you, clinging to your thighs, he couldn’t wait to rip it all off. Make you his, he watched you try to cover your face with your arms, but straddling your lap allowed him to grab your arms.

“You’re not hiding from me baby.” He whispered softly against your skin, the way his breath sent a shiver down your spine. He had grabbed your arms putting both in one of his roughened hands, you remembered the days you’d spend outside holding hands whilst walking around Marley for intel. How these same hands were holding your wrists to keep you in place.

He smirked looking down at your fresh sweaty face, “we don’t have to do anything.”

“No, I want too, we know what’s happening soon and I want to…I want to be with you.” You spoke softly and it was heaven to his ears. He looked at your face, the face he had seen for the past 6 years. The face he’d grown to love, grown to have wanted and now here he was after all these years, standing in front of the love of his life. Stradling her and he knew his 15-year-old self who had seen her fighting real titans would be jealous of this scenario occurring.

He captures your lips again; he brings you up to meet his own body. Your arms around his neck as you bring your body closer to his bare chest, you felt his back muscles tense under your fingertips that brushed along his nape. He was always so beautiful, so pretty, gorgeous even and he was yours, he was going to be yours. “I want to fuck you so bad, baby, I want to make you mine.” He whispered through the kiss.

You didn’t speak, instead stopping the kiss, he watched your movements, how you slid the dress away from your legs and tossed it to the wooden floor. You were bare for him, but it wasn’t like before, it wasn’t like this morning and how you had easily changed in front of him. This time there were underlining implications, this time the sound of the bra being unhooked occurred and the sliding of your underwear away from your frame.

This time he was ready for you, he was going to make you his. You were bare to him, lying sprawled on the bed with a seductive enticing look. He knew that you’d do anything for him, that he’d do anything for you even but in this moment, he wanted to fuck you dry. The pace of everything from seeing you vulnerable to now seeing you become his had been quick and he couldn’t wait any longer. He had waited 6 years for this, you had waited 6 years for this.

The sound of the belt being undone was the only sound and the shuffling of his trousers being taken off. You could see the bulge in an instant, your eyes flickering between him and the indent. Well Eren might’ve been right about the horse part but it defiantly wasn’t his face. You took a deep breathe, you had imagined of course, the little looks you’d given to see it, but it had always been a failed mission. But now here he was ready to give you something ever so perfect.

“I want it in me, Sir.” The sound of you calling him sir sent him into overdrive, your body was laid out just for him. For him to cum in and make you feel every part of his cock.

He watched how you were almost begging for it and he wanted you to plead to him, “beg for me.”

“Plea…please fill me up Jean, I want to feel you spilt me in half, please Sir.” The pleading nature and how your mouth was almost watering at the sight made the boy grin. It was feeding his ego well and he loved how easily you’d do anything for him.

“This might hurt.” He whispers softly, he moved to trap you in his body again, but this time he had pulled you forward, making him feel just how wet you really were across his cock. Your legs rested on his shoulders as he went down to kiss you, one finger softly skimming your clit up and down, feeling the slick across his fingers.

“Sir, please.” You whimpered slightly, the pain of feeling your legs on his shoulders but it became relieved as he bent down kissing you softly. But all you could really feel were his fingers rubbing through the slick.

He moved his fingers back out, making you come closer to his body, he could feel your much smaller legs across his shoulders make no impact having carried a lot heavier. But looking down at your face, your messy hair he just wanted to make you feel pleasure. “Suck.” He shoves his fingers down your throat and you moan at the taste of yourself, just as you began sucking on his fingers, feeling the sweat still from his fingers mixed with the saltiness of your wetness, a much larger moan came from your mouth.

His cock having slammed right into your walls, he felt suffocated himself between your tight walls but the pleasure of having your warm cunt around him made him love it. “You’re so tight baby, keep moaning for me.” He loved the sight of you moaning his name, moaning anything really, his fingers rubbed against your lips, encasing your wetness onto your pretty little mouth.

“Jean, fas…faster.” You whimpered, as he went back out and slammed back in going deeper and picking a pace. His veiny cock had felt like sheer heaven, the way how one of his hands grabbed your breast, playing with your right nipple with his index finger and how his other hand had grabbed the headboard.

His pace becoming even quicker as you felt all your worried disappear, all the fighting against titans and Marleyans were gone and all you had was Jean, your Jean inside of you. “Y/n…fuck, baby, you fe…feel so good.” He was breathless at each time he thrusted back and forth, you felt your leg fall off his shoulder, feeling him bring your body even closer.

“Jean, please, oh go…god!” You were a moaning mess and the feeling of Jean’s hand moving from your tit to your hand felt even better. It was a sign of love, a sign of a future, not just the war that was about to begin but the future you two would have together.

The headboard and bed shook under the thrusts, Jean’s fingers laced in yours as his mouth went to your hard nipples. He left a swirl of saliva around both before sucking on the left making you move your other hand in his hair. You could feel the knot in your stomach occur, the way your cum had built up inside and how it was ready to realise right on top of his cock.

He could feel your heavy breath through the room, his sucking stopping as he looked up looking at your dishevelled face. Your chest heavy from the quickened thrusts he had been doing, you looked down to meet his eyes and, in an instant, he let go of your hand and headboard and brought his hands to your face. Before bringing his lips back onto your own, it was soft, passionate even and it was a sign of your future and love.

His thrusts more stroppier as the kiss went on, your hands reaching his back, feeling his skin between your nails. He could feel the scratches and even then, he didn’t care because he was about to cum in you and make you his. “I…cum.” You could barely speak through the kiss, but he understood, and he gave a soft whisper through the kiss.

“Cum for me baby, be a good girl and cum on my cock show me your mine.” It was a praise you had been waiting for and in an instant your insides melted away as you could feel yourself gush across his lengthy cock. Mixed in was the feeling of Jean’s own cum which had filled you right up, he remained inside of you as you were both breathless, cum coming from your insides as it leaked onto the bed.

He finally looked up at you, his eyes soft and mouth wet after your sloppy kisses. He felt like he had won, that he had gotten what he came for in Marley even though you had been with him all along. He had achieved what he wanted from life, you.

He had slid himself out of you, standing up with his whole body on show. The darkness had erupted to fill the sky, the sound of Marleyans walking around was still evident but all he could think about was you. Finding some discarded clothes he wore them but still remained shirtless before picking you up in his arms, your bare body sprawled out for him and only him. Before helping you to the bathroom to let you do what you needed to do. He was soft with you, helping you down and bringing you clothes before leaving you.

He thought out about the earlier events of the day, “sometime soon is our time to act.” Your words remained in his mind, it was happening, he and the whole survey corps knew it. If he lost you…he couldn’t bear to even think about it, he felt the soft arms around his waist.

Your head against his scratched back, he grabbed your hands across his waist. Small circles from his fingers, he turned to face you. The dark moonlight coming from outside as he watched your small frame in his clothes. How you looked perfect in anything and how your soft smile would be the death of him. “I love you.” He confessed through a whisper.

“I love you too.” You spoke going on your toes to hug him softly, he grabbed you helping you to reach his shoulders as you were able to see the outside. The true horrors of what was behind the walls and how this might be your last moments of happiness.

The days were long afterwards, hard even, everything had began to set in and you both began to spend less time in the place on top of the shop, and more time in the abandoned building. Having contacted Eren, the day was today, and the plan was in full suit.

Jean and you had been quiet about this new love for one another but here you both were. Hand in hand walking through the festival, you looked around noticing some men in military uniform. One in particular you could never forgot, the one of the beast titan. Children swarmed them and the group definitely had no idea who you both were which was a positive.

Jeans grip was tight as he spoke to you, “we could always just settle down afterwards.”

“I’d like that.” You leaned into his body; it wasn’t like before when the fake relationship where you both were getting used to it. You both looked like a couple, you went behind the group, reaching to pay for some candy apples.

“Here, let me.” A man with a pushed back undercut grabbing the candied apple for you.

“Thank you.” You smiled as you went to pay for it, Jean having let go to wait and watch the interaction.

The man stops you bringing out his own money, “I’ve got you.”

“I could…”

He interrupts you; you noticed the armband indicating he was a subject of Ymir, a Warrior who had inherited a titan, “don’t worry about it.”

You smiled at him, taking the candied apple. “Ooo does little Porco have a crush.” The youngest girl mocked Porco and you couldn’t help but smirk before leaving the scene. You knew in a matter of minutes Reiner would come back, the boy you had spent three years with would arrive and you and Jean would be in the shit.

“I don’t like how he’s looking at you.” Jean muttered watching you bite in the apple, the candy sticking to the side of your face.

“This isn’t a date Jean, we’re undercover.” You repeated the words you had said on the day that your relationship had bloomed and you both could still overhear the group with the add on of Reiner.

“I’ll take you on a proper date later then.” He spoke confidently, always having wanted to take you on a date back on Paradis Island.

“What before we raid Liberio or after?” You tease the boy.

He grabs your hand tighter making you look at him, “I should fuck that attitude out of you.”

“Mm I’d like to see you try.” You chuckle as you paid no attention to Jean who seemed to crave all of you at the moment. Not a good time when the raid was occurring in less than three hours.

“Porco has a crush.” The girl repeated to Reiner, both you and Jean listening from a lot further behind. Could they speak of something more interesting than Porco’s interest in you. Jeans grip had tightened but he knew that it was all for the mission at hand.

“I do not, I was being nice.” Porco remarked back.

The group of kids turned to the boy before laughing as if he was joking, “who pays for some strangers food.” A boy with glasses said, you recognised the boy next to him, the blonde hair being something Eren had said in the letters, the boy who was posting the letters in the first place. Falco, the boy who would wield the armoured titan after Reiner.

“She may have been a bit attractive but that was all.” Porco had moved the conversation on, and you both listened in.

“Don’t pout, he isn’t my type.” You mutter to Jean who you could almost feel the anger rush through him.

“I don’t pout.” He muttered holding your waist and leaning against you to listen.

“They aren’t speaking about tonight’s events so they must not know themselves what that Tybur guy is saying tonight.” You both began walking away, having received no information but more contact with them instead. You continued eating the candied apple right through to the base.

“Stop for a food break Y/n.” Levi rolled his eyes, already in the new survey corps gear.

Rolling your eyes, you had bought another candied apple on the way back and took it from your other hand. “Here, try it.” You pushed it the captain, who look horrified but took it anyway, not thank you, but you didn’t care.

“Y/n…” Sasha whined waiting to see if she got any food.

“Yeah, yeah don’t worry, Jean has more food.” Sasha in an instant ran towards Jean as if he was her God. He looked however frightened as fuck at the hungry girl ready to eat his arm off. Whilst the two of them were fighting you were met with the change of clothes.

The black with your ODM gear and spears, it was a lot, villainous even. Something that was long awaited and a change from the dresses you’d been wearing. You felt the material in the small side room and saw the blades you hadn’t wielded since you left the island.

The cold grip felt like a long memory away, the fighting against titans, the snap of their necks bringing them down. It was a distant memory and now you were fighting humans again, real humans.

Dusk began to set as you sat around, Yelena having already left to trap Porco and Pieck away. You stood around, the new clothes around you and the plan ready to occur. The cloak that covered your body felt refreshing, it reminded you of home, your family back in Paradis. It might've been hell but with without it all you wouldn't be here with Jean. You looked at Jean, he was talking to Connie about something but as soon as his eyes laid on you, it warmed. Whatever Connie was saying had been ignored as he watched you, both of you knowing this could end badly.

“Let’s go.” Hanje had arrived at the door and the sound of her dismissing everybody to the respective areas had occurred. You and Jean were lucky enough to have stuck together with his own band of people to control.

Jean and you stayed low on the building, watching the Marleyan soldiers watch Tybur, Jean looked at your delicate features, how you looked exactly the same as you did the day you two met. He softly touched your cheek, “whatever happens, promise me we’ll see each other again after this.”

“I promise.” You nuzzled your cheek into his rough fingers.

You both stood up Lord Tybur’s speech was ending, the confession of the truth behind King Fritz and why Titans had remained on Paradis island for these years.

“…that our war with the forces of Paradis Island begins now!” His last words the sound of Eren’s attack titan spewed out from the building, a shock running through everybody’s faces, rubble falling everywhere at the now discarded building. Eren’s roars boomed through the now ruined stadium and you and Jean were finally met with the boy.

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laughableillusions · 2 years ago

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Wrote a little something abt Madcap before he snapped:

Context: this takes place on the day of Halloween 1978, theres a bit of an AU where there is a carnival in town on Halloween.

(Im thinking abt making this kind of a series or smth, just little writings abt shenanigans of Madcap or smth tehe)

[NOT PROOFREAD]

The wind blew cold around Sam’s face as he stepped outside. His stomach was in knots as he stood, shivering behind the big top tent. He forced his tears back, the stress of it however only pushing more forward. He blinked, heart pounding and hands rubbing his shoulders. He couldn’t put his finger on it but something was…off. It was as if a fuse had blown somewhere inside him and he couldn’t find which one it was.

“You must be calm.” He muttered. “You’re at work, you love work.”

It was like he was scolding himself.

From around the tent came a clown, he stomped awkwardly in his large shoes. His face painted with a frown and a singular black tear.

“Sam, there you are!” He said, he sounded a bit miffed. “Jesus Christ, everyone’s been looking for you!”

Sam jumped, his stomach tightening at the sudden company. He straightened, still not turning around.

“I’-I-I’ll be back in a minute.” He answered. “My er…m-m-my coat buttons came l-l-loose again.” He then shook his head.

The other clown stood there, unmoving. Haunting almost, eyes boring into Sam’s shoulders. A look he had known-

Hush now.

Think.

“Cufflinks!” Sam burst out, turning around finally.

He smiled automatically.

“I meant cufflinks.” He clarified, his makeup flawless and eyes glazed. “I always forget what they’re called.”

The other clown looked both startled and confused for a moment, backing away just a bit.

“Groovy, just fix ‘em quick, I’m all by myself out there.”

“Of course Flippy, we are partners you know!” Sam chirped.

The other clown then smiled, sighing in what looked like relief.

“I still wish you changed your name…Flippy and Floppy sounds a lot better than-”

“You say that everytime.” Sam shooed the remark away with his hand.

“Yeah yeah, but most people expect Flippy and Floppy, not Flippy and Madcap. I mean, cmon it just makes more sense…”

Sam rolled his eyes.

“It’s the circus, Chris, nothing here is supposed to make sense.” He giggled a bit.

“Flippy” as he was called, scoffed.

“You say that everytime too.”

Sam shrugged.

“Same argument, same remark.”

Chris sighed, Sam turning back around and dropping his smile.

“Well, just hurry it up with your cufflinks or whatever, I’m by the ferris wheel.”

Chris then began to walk away, Sam still standing there. He chewed on his nail for a moment, his mind still racing.

“Hey Chris?” Sam called, keeping his voice as calm as he could manage.

“Yeah…”

“Does today feel a bit…off to you?”

“How do you mean?”

Sam’s heart pounded in his throat.

“I don’t know, I‘ve just had this strange feeling that something is going to happen.”

He heard Chris chuckle.

“Sam, it’s Halloween, of course something’s gonna happen. Once the teenagers get a hold of this place it’ll be over.”

Sam himself chuckled.

“Always such a pessimist Flippy.”

“It’s my job, Madcap.”

Chris then departed, leaving Sam to gather his thoughts back.

You are always nervous on Halloween.

I’m scared about him.

Scared?

He gets different on Halloween.

Has he hurt you at all?

Yes, but it wasn’t his fault.

You can’t protect him forever, he needs to learn.

But he’s my friend.

I’m afraid he can’t be, not anymore.

You may not realize it, but what he’s doing…he is not well…

Don’t you want to see your family again?

Don’t you want to recover?

Madcap took a breath, stepping out from behind the tent.

He was fine. He was free.

He was free.

#my writing #oc x canon #halloween 1978 #michael myers x oc #killer oc #slasher oc #slasher sona #clown oc #oc writing #oc backstory #michael myers #original character #madcap

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shhh-no-ones-home · 3 years ago

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death wish* matt murdock x reader

+++++++++ Request from @juniebugg : similar to Matt and Elektra in the gym ft Matt's choking kink

thank you again for the request and sorry it took so long. i had no idea how i was gonna write this and then it just hit me and i actually really like the way it came out so i hope you enjoy!

* - there is so little plot to this, i got so carried away omg. we definitely highlighted the choking kink, and maybe a praise kink, and mayhaps use a few pet names (good girl and baby girl) 😅

Song: disappear (remember when) by issues

tag list: @cynic-spirit @juniebugg +++++++++

"matt what are we doing here?"

i asked, watching him unlock the door. it made me that much more curious that he even had a key to whatever the hell this was.

"i want to show you where i go after work everyday. you said you wanted to know."

i looked around as he stayed by the door, holding his cane to his chest like he usually did.

"this is it, isnt it? where your dad trained?"

i asked, touching the punching bag hanging from the ceiling with the lightest touch. i looked to him and he nodded, walking to me slowly.

"i have an arrangement worked out with the owner and i come as i please. after hours of course."

i stared at him for a moment and a silence hung over the entire room.

"he's part of you ya know."

he raised a brow as i moved to hug the bag close to me, using it as a resting post.

"well he was my father."

i sighed out a short laugh.

"no matt, i mean daredevil."

he drew his brows.

"im not daredevil."

i rolled my eyes, letting the bag go and stepping to him slowly.

"I'm not an idiot matt, i know you sneak out in the middle of the night when you think I'm fast asleep. i don't know exactly what's in that trunk under the stairs but its kind of hard to miss the smell of blood. and even harder to miss the bruises on your face and body you try so hard to hide."

i shook my head, reaching up to touch his face gently and he flinched.

"you cant hide who you are from me Mr. Murdock. i see right through you."

he swallowed hard, tilting his head down as if he were looking at me through his red glasses.

"You always have."

"I think that's why I didn't ask you about it. I wanted you to come to me first. Tell me on your own terms."

He smiled and I smiled back before he leaned down and kissed me gently.

"And you're not mad I'm the devil of hell's kitchen?"

I snorted.

"Of course not. I'm a little concerned maybe but not mad."

"Concerned?"

I looked to the side and picked my words carefully.

"I've heard the stories and I see you limping sometimes. It's not a secret whoever it is you are fighting can throw you around."

He smirked at me.

"Not that I can't handle it. In fact i do a good amount of my own throwing around."

I smiled, amused.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

he challenged. I shook my head, placing my hand on his chest.

"Wanna show me just how much you can do?"

I challenged back and he smirked.

"is this a test? this feels like a test."

i shrugged, tracing my fingers lightly down his chest.

"i dont know, why dont we step into the ring and find out."

"lead the way."

he said and i did as told. i climbed onto the platform and he followed shortly after, leaving his cane by the door.

"so, matt, how much can you really see?"

i tested, squaring up with him, hands in a defensive position.

"enough."

he said and i raised a brow, making an impressed face.

"so if i-?"

i said before throwing a punch, him dodging it with ease and retaliating by pushing me. i huffed before trying again and him repeating the motion. we circled each other for a few moments before he decided to throw one at me, me stepping to the side and both of us laughing.

"something tells me this might go on for a while."

he said a little snarky and i snorted.

"only one way to find out."

i said before throwing another punch. in a second he grabbed my wrist and threw me to the ground. i groaned in pain, looking up at him as he offered his hand to help me back up.

"guess we found out."

he said and i smirked up at him.

"did we?"

i asked, grabbing his hand and yanking him towards me, pushing my foot into his hip and flipping him up over me and onto his back opposite me. i rolled over quickly and got into a new fighting pose, one knee bent and still on the ground and the other leg up with my foot on the ground like someone who is proposing. i had my hands up in a defensive position again. he just groaned, tilting his head back towards me.

"so its gonna be like that."

he stated before rolling over and doing a push up to get to his knees.

"i suppose it is."

i said slyly, dodging his punch and standing quickly. he was just as quick to match me though, grabbing me and flipping us both back onto the ground. he was only on top of me for a few seconds before i flipped him onto his back and straddled him, holding his hands against the mat above his head.

"guess i win."

i said proudly, looking over his face. he clenched his fists twice before he pushed upward and slammed his lips into mine. it took me off guard at first, making me let go of his wrists to kiss him back. he slowly sat us up, not breaking the kiss and i could feel his hands roaming up my back. i hummed against him until we were completely upright and he started kissing across my jaw and down my neck.

"you win."

he whispered against my skin before sucking at my collar bone, holding me against him with one hand and the other traveling up my torso slowly.

"matt."

i moaned as he gripped my breast over my shirt, biting my neck as he did so. i held onto him for dear life as i pressed my hips down against his, tangling my one hand into his hair.

"i need you."

he said, leaning back and pulling my shirt over my head. when it was gone i moved to him to do the same and when it was tossed to the side i pushed him back down onto his back. i kissed down his chest and torso slowly.

"id say this is a pretty good victory."

i said, undoing his pants and he laughed, helping me get them down his thighs.

"one we can share in."

he said with a smirk, tracing his fingers against my ankles as i stood over him and got rid of my own bottoms.

"god i want you so bad."

i said, dropping back down on top of him, kissing him deeply as i ground against him. he was already hard and part of me was proud again for not only pinning him before hand but also getting him worked up that fast.

"then have me."

he whispered against my lips and i sat back up. first i trailed my fingers slowly down his torso, watching his chest rise and fall as his breathing got heavier. then as i got further down i heard his breath hitch in his throat, his hands gripping my hips tightly.

"trophy?"

i asked and he nodded quickly, pushing his hips up against my hand. i smirked before stroking him lightly, watching as his mouth opened a little.

"please."

he gasped, bucking his hips up again as i moved my hand up and down his member.

"i need words matt."

"i need-"

he groaned, squeezing his eyes tight as i continued to tease him slowly.

"i need more."

he pleaded. i let him go and moved to hover over him. his grip loosened a little bit.

"like this?"

i asked before running his tip through my folds, covering it in my slick and sinking down onto him. i dropped all the way down onto him until our hips were pressed against each other and he let out a shaky breath.

"oh my god."

he said, moving his one hand to my stomach. i looked down at him intently as i started moving against him. as i sat up and sank back down onto him his hand got further and further up my body, sending shivers down my spine as he traced gently up the valley between my breasts.

"matt."

i moaned, his hand making its way around my throat and holding firmly.

"do you trust me?"

he asked and i nodded against him.

"god yes."

i confessed, him pulling me down and flipping us over. his one hand was still on my throat, the other coming to the mat to hold him up.

"how does it feel to have your life in my hands?"

he asked harshly as he jutted into me and i let out a short breath, my mouth hanging open.

"answer me."

he demanded, slamming into me again and i moaned.

"fuck, it feels great."

i whined, him doing it again and again until he had a good rhythm, pounding into me.

"tighter."

i said, holding his wrist with a death grip, wrapping my legs around his waist.

"how do we ask?"

he said and i pushed my hips up against him.

"please!"

i screamed as he pushed into me harshly.

"good girl."

he praised, squeezing tighter and my brain went fuzzy.

"matt."

i said drunkenly, feeling the knot in my stomach tighten. then he let go of my throat and i made a disappointed face. but my expression changed as his fingers found their way to my clit. i moaned loudly as he circled it with his forefinger. i pressed my nails into his bicep as he kept his pace, pushing into me hard and fast.

"you gonna cum when i say?"

he asked and i made a squeak noise in my throat.

"was that a yes?"

he asked and i nodded quickly.

"yes, oh god yes!"

i cried, trying to hold out.

"please matt."

i pleaded.

"almost there."

he grunted, hanging his head beside mine. i could feel his unsteady breaths against my collar bone and it sent a shiver down my spine again.

"cum for me baby girl."

he said and i could feel him twitch in me. then i pushed up against his hand and screamed as i came around him. he groaned against me as he came in me, pushing into me a few more times before pausing and trying to catch his breath.

"y/n."

he said softly between breaths.

"matt."

i sighed out, rolling my head back and forth, my vision getting clearer. he just hovered over me for a few seconds before pulling out slowly and i gasped at the sensation, feeling his cum dripping out of me and onto the mat below us. he dropped to his back beside me and sighed heavily.

"how have we never done that before?"

i said breathlessly before we both laughed.

"ive never gotten you into the ring before."

he said matter-of-factly and i turned my head to look at him.

"if you always fuck like this i might have to make more of an effort to get into the ring with you."

he smiled at that but only for a second.

"ya know i definitely didn't think tonight would go like this."

i snorted.

"and i did?"

he let out a short laugh.

"no i guess i just meant, well, we've only been dating for a little bit."

i rolled onto my side and touched his face gently.

"does that stand against how long we've been friends before hand?"

he half shrugged, rolling onto his side to face me, tracing his fingers up my arm gently.

"i have loved you for a while."

he said and i smiled, kissing his hand as it made its way up my shoulder and to my cheek.

"the feeling is mutual."

he smiled back at me before leaning forward and kissing me gently.

"god i cant believe foggy was right."

he lamented and my face fell to that of confusion.

"what do you mean?"

i said i little amused.

"he bet that id say i love you first."

i made an unbelieving laugh-like sound before hitting his chest and sitting upright.

"and im guessing you bet that id say it?"

i said, faking hurt and he laughed, sitting up too.

"i honestly didnt have a doubt in my mind."

i shook my head, reaching for his pants.

"rude."

i stated bluntly, tossing them at him and he laughed again.

"youre right, and i was wrong. but now that its out i have no intention of stopping my oh so serious confession."

i stood to pull my pants back on, amused.

"well, save it for the priest then lover boy."

#wattpad #x reader #request #matt murdock #smut #daredevil #imagines #one shots #marvel #341

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chi-hoon · 3 years ago

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first time with wish

›　KWAK DAWIT X F!READER ›　WARNINGS: CURSING, SMUT ; VANILLA SEX, VIRGINITY LOSS (BOTH VIRGINS), FINGERING, EXPLICIT PROTECTED SEX ›　WC: 1.5K ›　A/N: reposted from justkeums to this blog! (separating sfw and nsfw content) this is probably the first nsfw epex content out there for the only legal member… so im nervous- but whatever. you can choose not to read it if you’re uncomfortable about it :>

you are each other’s first love, and you’re both sure that you’re also going to be each other’s last love. the two of you have been together for a while now, and you have felt that it’s about time to take another step in the relationship.

the sexual desire you felt started during your makeout sessions that grew more intense. you instinctively move yourself towards his lap. both of your hands reached places that you’ve once been shy about, but now, it seems like that fear and hesitation were gone. when he heard you moan in his touch for the first time, both of your eyes fluttered open. you stared at each other for a second before turning away and awkwardly ending your makeout session.

after that moment, your mind gives you dirty thoughts at the most random moments. when you see him sweat after working out, you wonder if he would sweat as much as when he’s thrusting inside you. afterward, you felt a wet feeling down your underwear.

it hasn’t been also easy for dawit. ever since that moment, even when you’re wearing any type of clothing, his eyes would scan your body as if he was undressing you. the hardest part is trying to hide his growing bulge in his pants whenever he suddenly gets turned on.

after a few days of pining, dawit’s the first to break this sexual tension between the two of you and you confess that you feel the same. you both feel relieved and thrilled at the same time.

“are you sure about this?” dawit asks you for the hundredth time. he really wants you to feel safe and not forced in any way.

“yes. i’m sure because i love you and i trust you.” you enclose his hands in between yours and he flips your hands to interlock his fingers with yours.

“i love you too. and if you ever feel uncomfortable midway, tell me to stop. this is also my first time so i’m not really sure if i’m doing it right.” you give him a comforting smile while stroking his face.

the two of you start it off with kissing that soon turned into open-mouthed ones. you wrap your arms around his neck for support while his hands creep up beneath your shirt. his hands ghost through your sides and back. he lays you down the bed gently, with him on top. his lips start to travel down to your neck and you let out a low moan when you feel him sucking a certain spot. hearing you like that makes him grind towards your core. he doesn’t have to worry about that after hearing you moan loudly at the friction. even before, you have always loved his neck kisses during your makeout sessions.

“more.” you beg him, almost inaudible from your heavy breathes.

“gladly.” he softly chuckles at the sight of you being so vulnerable.

he has never seen you like this before and it turns him on even more. he grinds on you again, even harder, making him feel the budding wetness in your core.

“dawit- ah! please, take it off.” you tug at the hem of his pants, desperate to feel him more.

he was also starting to get annoyed with it because he wants to feel you raw, skin to skin. he strips down to his underwear and helps you pull your bottoms down. you hesitate in taking off your bra for a second and he respectfully waits for you.

“can i?” he looks at your breasts and to you. you nod and lie back down on the bed to show that you’re giving consent.

dawit leans down, taking one at his hand and the other with his mouth. he plays with it using his fingers, twisting and pinching it lightly, while his tongue twirls around the other one and sucks it sweetly. your mind goes crazy at the sensation. he’s just damn good at using his tongue. you grind at his hard-on, missing the contact down there. he groans at your action. with both of your pants gone, you feel his member more on your clit, making his underwear stained with .

“shit- let’s do it, babe.”

“yes, please.” you nod, eager to take him inside you.

you watch him take off his underwear, revealing his dick already hard and standing tall. it’s your first time seeing his dick in clad glory. seeing his size and girth only made you want him more inside you. he felt a bit shy when you stare at it, but totally forgets about it when he sees how soaked you are in your underwear. you let him remove it, dragging it down your legs.

“you’re this wet for me?” you whimper at his touch as his fingers run through your folds with his middle finger teasing your entrance. he feels proud at his work of art and his cock twitches at the thought of it pushing inside you, but he didn’t want to scare or hurt you.

“have you touched yourself before?”

“yes.” you shyly reply. the thought of you masturbating because of him turned him on more.

“i’ll insert my finger. tell me if it hurts.”

his index finger went in easily inside you halfway because of how wet you are. you gasp at the weird feeling but you enjoyed it. then he slowly pushes it deeper inside you and pumps it slowly.

“dawit… it feels good,” he takes it as his go signal to insert his middle finger.

his fingers start picking up its pace. you whine out his name in pleasure. his lips find its way back to yours, swallowing your moans while his fingers do the work down there. you almost cum when you felt him curl his fingers inside you, clenching around his fingers.

“dawit, i’m getting close.” you cry out. you were so wet that your juices started dripping down to the sheets.

“fuck, babe, don’t come yet. do it when i’m inside you.” he pulls out his fingers, leaving you to whine in disappointment.

he hurries to reach for a condom and wraps his shaft with it. he gives his cock a few pumps and rubs the tip of his cock at your entrance before slowly pushing it inside. you wince at the pain as he cautiously pushes all of it inside. he’s finally buried deep in you.

“sorry if this hurts. i’ll start moving if you say so.” his eyes focus on you, making sure that you’re okay. he grunts as he feels you clench tightly around his member, trying to be familiar with the feeling.

“move.” he only stares at you. you give him a reassuring smile. “yes, i’m sure i’m fine.”

“tell me to stop if it hurts.” he says before leaning down to kiss you while he thrusts his cock in a slow pace.

it hurts in his first pushes, but once your insides have been stretched enough, the pleasure kicks in. dawit notices it when you start to moan more and you buckle your hips to meet his thrust.

“i’ll make you feel good.” he leaves a wet kiss in your cheek and you wrap your arms around him to push his body closer to you, the sweat of your bodies coming in contact. he intertwines your hands together on the side as he starts pushing in a normal pace.

soon enough the two of you are moaning in chorus as he thrusts in you faster and deeper. the sound of skin slapping mixed with your moans echoed the room. your nails dig his back, turning it red, when he hits a certain spot continuously. the knot in your stomach while he fingered you earlier came back, pushing you into the edge much further.

“dawit, i- i’m close… ah!” you let out a loud moan as your orgasm finally hit you.

“fuck, you’re so hot.”

the feeling of your juices around him turned him on more. his thrusts become sloppy and he breathes heavily as he tries to reach his high. he whines out your name with a final deep thrust, his cum filling the condom. he takes his cock out of you and removes the condom, tying the the condom and throwing it on the trash bin beside the bed.

you are sprawled out on the bed, still relishing the moment of ecstasy. dawit uses all of his energy left to stand up and reach for the tissues in the bathroom to clean you and himself. your half-lidded eyes stare at him lovingly. he never forgets to take care of you even in this kind of moment.

“cuddle with me before we shower.” you slightly move to the other side of the bed, giving him space.

he grins at you. it’s kind of funny to him how you were a hot mess earlier and now you’re back to being his baby. he lies down again and he scoops you closer to him, making you lean on his chest.

“did i do great?”

you snort at his question. “of course, baby. i always love it if it’s from you.”

“i love you so much.” he hugs you tight and presses a kiss on your forehead. “can i confess something?”

“you want to do it again?”

“how did you know?”

“because i want it too.” you giggle and peck his lips. right there, he swears that he just fell in love with you again.

#epex smut #wish smut

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rocorambles · 4 years ago

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Not me bumping up in here AGAIN to say now im hust like, its the next day and like reader promised she goes to make it up to iwa and hes like wtf and telL me why all i want is for iwa to beat up makki and have oikawa and mattsun have to pull them apart and then just getting fucking RAILED by iwa later cause he doesnt blame you, not really, but hes still PISSED and JEALOUS and NEEDS to prove that hes the only one that can make you feel good, should be the only one to EVER make you feel good

Really, did Makki think he’d actually get away with what he did to Iwaizumi’s darling that night?

Part 1 where Hanamaki takes advantage of Iwaizumi’s sleeping/sleepy darling here

Warnings: NSFW, Degradation, Humiliation, Dumbification, Implied/Mentioned Past Non-Con/Sexual Assault

Green eyes narrow down at you in suspicion as you cling onto him all day, eyes brighter than normal, grin wider than normal, body infinitely more affectionate than normal as you nuzzle and purr against him like an over sized kitten. Iwaizumi doesn’t mind publicly displaying his love for you, no stranger to holding hands or a sweet peck here and there despite the raucous uproar it causes among his fellow third-years, but this is far beyond what he’s used to and he wonders what you’re up to.

But nothing could have prepared him for the way you pounce on him as soon as the two of you have said your goodbyes and packed his car, making your way back home from the sleepover, and he curses as he almost swerves the car when your fingers teasingly creep up his inner thigh, barking at you to stop it and at least let him find a more remote area to safely park the car.

He’s not complaining as the two of you dive towards the backseat and you push him down, grinding and moaning against his rapidly hardening cock. But something doesn’t feel right and in between sloppy wet kisses and the rustling of clothes, he manages to ask what’s gotten into you, only for his world to come to a screeching halt when you purr that you had promised to make it up to him last night.

Last night? Promise?

You cock your head in confusion when calloused hands come to your shoulders, fingers keeping you still and arms length away from him as he sits up and stares at you quietly for a moment before hesitantly asking you what you’re talking about. And something ugly and nauseating churns in his stomach as you recount last night’s events, confusion morphing into sick realization when he remembers exactly who had been sleeping on the other side of you, when he remembers how he had pretended not to notice how a certain teammate’s eyes always seemed to linger a bit too long on you, how he had ignored the way Hanamaki always seemed more interested in you than his own longtime friend.

Acceptance turns to raging fury and you squeal and hurriedly fix your clothes, strapping a seat belt around you nervously as Iwaizumi makes his way back to the front seat, foot slamming down on the gas as he returns to the house you two had left just earlier today, unsure what’s happening, why your boyfriend is so angry. You plead with him to calm down, to tell you what’s wrong. Why are you going back to Makki’s house? You already told them that neither of you were going to stick around for breakfast!

But all questions slip from you and you stare in horror as Hanamaki cheerily opens the front door when Iwaizumi knocks, only to double over with an agonized howl as the ace punches him in the face. And then there’s a second blow. A third blow. And you’re rushing over to the duo on trembling legs, tightly wrapping your arms around your boyfriend’s waist from behind, sobbing and begging for him to stop, screaming for Oikawa and Matsukawa to come out and help.

You cry in relief when your two classmates come rushing to see what the commotion is about, swiftly stepping into help, Matsukawa pulling a bleeding Hanamaki away from Iwaizumi’s grasp, Oikawa helping you restrain your lover. But you all freeze at the accusation that comes tumbling out of Iwaizumi’s mouth.

“How dare you take advantage of my girlfriend, you sick fuck! I thought we were friends!”

There’s silence as you all process his words, the four of you slowly turning to stare at Hanamaki, waiting for him to say something, deny the claim, anything. But when he just turns his gaze to the ground, unable to look Iwaizumi in the eyes, you feel bile rise in your throat and you drop to your knees, shaking and dry heaving, barely cognizant of a broad figure crouching in front of you, a gruff voice still thick with anger, but laced with concern as it tells you to breathe and calm down. And the world is a hazy and confused mess as you’re ushered away, tucked back into Iwaizumi’s car and driven back home as Oikawa assumes his captain demeanor, forcing all parties to separate and cool off a bit first before coming back together to discuss this later.

It’s silent as Iwaizumi helps you carry your bags to your room, but the click of your bedroom door closing behind the two of you has you throwing yourself at your lover, wailing and apologizing for how stupid you were, how sorry you were, pleading and begging him to believe that you had no idea, that you would never have let it happen knowingly, that you only love him. But you instantly shut up as lips come crashing down on yours, rough and demanding, possessively claiming you as his and you gasp as you’re thrown on your bed with a force that has you bouncing from the impact.

“Haji-Hajime?”

You trail off, thighs clenching and throat nervously gulping as he stalks towards you, green eyes dark and cloudy, angry and hungry, instinctively backing away from him as he approaches. But that only seems to infuriate him more and you squeal as he pulls you back towards him by your ankles, shoving your panties down and shoving two thick fingers inside of you, swallowing your mewl as his lips once again devour yours.

It feels so good. Everything feels so good. And your world narrows to his tongue twining with yours, the fingers rubbing your clit and curling inside of you, dragging against the spongy spot inside of you that has you seeing stars, the need to prove and show him how much you love him. You’d do anything, let him do anything. Anything to take away the hurt in his eyes, to erase the doubt you see as he gazes down at you, to reassure him that you’ll always be only his, just like he’ll always only be yours.

“Hajime, want you to fuck me so hard that all I can think about is your cock.”

Those words have any last dredges of restraint inside Iwaizumi crumbling to the ground and you scream as your leg is thrown over a broad shoulder, as he plunges his cock inside of you in one thrust, an aching pleasure rolling through you from the sudden fullness and intrusion.

“Going to fuck you dumb. Going to fuck you until the only thing you can think of and remember is my cock. Going to fuck you so silly that everyone will know that you’re MY cock slut.”

He cruelly laughs when he feels you tightening around him with each degrading word, when he sees how your eyes roll back in your head and you blabber incoherently as pleasure spikes through you.

“You like that, huh? Look at you. You already look and sound like a stupid bimbo, MY stupid bimbo. Maybe I should make you go around wearing a collar with my name on it. Make the message really clear. Maybe I should lock you in a chastity belt at all times unless I’m fucking you. Make sure no one else can get inside this sloppy slutty cunt.”

You moan at the thought, humiliated tears streaming down your face, but it only makes you even more aroused and Iwaizumi almost cums right there and then when you obediently nod your head and tell him you’ll do whatever he wants, absolutely sincerity in your eyes as you lovingly look up at him.

“Such a good fucking girl. Now tell me who’s making you feel good? Who’s the only one who can make you feel good? Who’s the only one allowed to make you feel good?”

Your body tenses and you desperately claw and clutch at his shoulders and back as the knot inside of you tightens and tightens as he increases his pace and bends you even further in half, shrieking “only you” and “please make me feel good”, “make me cum”. And then you’re tumbling down in ecstasy, body thrashing and convulsing, drool and lewd broken cries pouring out of your mouth as his fingers rub your clit, wailing as he continues to ram in and out of you, relentless as he chases his own high in a frenzied flurry of motions that has your nails leaving long vicious scratch marks in his skin.

You moan in relief and contentment as hot thick spurts fill you, as his body carefully collapses on top of yours, encompassing you in his sturdy and comforting presence as the two of you pant for breath, chests heaving up and down in a sweaty slick mess. But you let out a breathy laugh when he buries his head in the crook of your neck and tightly wraps his arms around you, mentally envisioning the pouting mope you know is on his face despite the fact that you can’t see it from the position you’re in.

It takes a bit of work to move his dead weight as he refuses to budge and help you, but with a grunt and a push you maneuver the two of you so that you’re both on your sides, face-to-face. And you playfully rub your nose against his, littering his face with butterfly kisses, laughing as his sulking turns into scowling, giggling and flailing when he tucks your head under his chin and hugs you tightly to him in punishment when you grossly lick his cheek and smile victoriously as the corners of his lips finally twitch upwards.

But eventually he lets you up to breathe and the two of you rest your foreheads against each other.

“You know I had no idea, right, Hajime? That I love you and only you, right?”

You lean into his touch as a calloused hand cups your face, purring as a thumb delicately strokes your cheekbone.

“I know. I know it wasn’t your fault and I love you too. More than anything or anyone else in the world.”

And that’s all the reassurance you two need as your lips intimately connect once again.

#haikyuu smut #iwaizumi x reader

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creepytoes88 · 4 years ago

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Vinnie smut

Do not read if uncomfortable with 👇🏻

Daddy kink/hitting(ass,face,thighs)/unprotected sex /and mean names 🥰 PLEASE TELL ME YOUR THOUGHTS 👏AND SEND ME THINGS YOU WOULD LIKE TO READ ONLY ABOUT VINNIE FOR RIGHT NOW THO 🥸 anyways let’s get too it lol sorry for any typos

I could feel Vinnie’s hot breath on the back of my neck as my back was pushed against his hard chest. Vinnie’s right hand wrapped tightly around the inside of my thigh sandwiched between both of my legs. I can feel his hip bones pushing into my backside, making it so hard to breath normally. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, my mind starts to wonder to those forbidden places.

I let out a sigh the ungodly things I would let him do to me taking over my mind “GOD I need help.” I took a deep breath before I looked at the clock on Vinnie’s night stand “I can’t wake him up he has photo shoot in a couple hours” I think to myself. I close my eyes trying to fall asleep but I couldn’t stop thinking about the way his warm hands and cold rings felt against my skin and how his soft plump lips would feel trailing down my stomach. I shot my eyes open before letting out a sigh and cuddling deeper into Vinnie I turned around so my head was buried in his chest.

“I could just breathe his sweet scent all day..” I think to myself before I even realize what I was doing I rested my icy cold hand on his warm jaw rubbing his cheek. Vinnie let out gasp, eyes shooting open “Are you ok, princess?” he whisper shouts not being able to see me in the pitch black room “y-yea I’m sorry I didn’t mean to wake you up baby“ I said as I thread my fingers through his hair “No you’re not, what’s wrong sweetie please tell me.” Vinnie asks worried as he wraps his warm arms around my waist I could feel his cock against my thigh and his sweet voice caught me off guard I couldn’t help it and let out a soft moan softly tugging on his hair.

Almost immediately I felt him start to get stiff against my legs I let out a slightly louder moan at the idea of Vinnie actually fucking me right now he instantly shoved 2 of his long fingers in my mouth making me choke a little in shock. My eyes widen as I look up at him “I should have known that you were just hungry for my dick” he says as he kisses down my neck “I’m right aren’t I slut” he grunts in my face. He flips me so my back is against his chest again and pushes his massive clothed cock against my thong “covered” ass. I let out a whine letting him know I’m ready now no foreplay needed, I suck his fingers that are in my mouth he would occasionally push his fingers deeper hitting the back of my throat making me choke every now and then.

“Answer me slut“ he grunts as he takes the fingers out of my mouth to lightly smack my left cheek. I moan at the stinging sensation “Y-YES DADDY!!” "I’m s-s-sorry” I let out in gasps and stutters. Vinnie just chuckles sending shivers straight down my spine I could feel the goose bumps rising on my skin and the blush creeping on my cheeks. I’m so thankful he can’t see me in his dark ass room “tell daddy want you want Princess” he says as he caresses my bottom lip with his thumb, nibbling on my earlobe “your b-big cock daddy.” I whine out “ ah-ah-ah what are the magic words princess” Vinnie says as he sits up so he can have better access to my body.

I could practically visualize the smirk on his face just by the sound of his voice, no lights needed. I blushed again, is it worth it? I think to myself is it worth the short lived embarrassment that is just going to inflate his ego more “I’m waiting princess I still wanna get some sleep before the shoot tomorrow” Vinnie says as he starts fiddling with the hem of the tank top I’m wearing and his other hand rubs the inside of my thigh as he sits on his knees, I could feel his eyes scanning my body. Fuck I can’t do this I’m going to explode and he barely even touched me yet GOD of course its fucking worth it what am I thinking. “Pretty Please daddy will you fuck me with your big cock!!” I let out in a shout as Vinnie smacks the inside of my thigh a couple times making me let out a Loud groan, I could feel my wetness tripping down on the bed sheets even with my panties on “mmm whatever you want princess.”

Vinnie says in a sexy, raspy voice and he pulls my top over my head and rips my panties right off my body “ VINNIE THOSE WERE MY FAVORITE PAIR!!?!” I shouted still very turned on but slightly pissed “I’ll buy you a hundred pairs of underwear if you shut the fuck up and let me make you feel good.” Vinnie states with confidence “try not to wake the entire neighborhood ok” he says as he pushes his head into my neck Vinnie’s hands hold my hands and hips to the bed making it very difficult for me to move and grind against his bulge. Vinnie trails his lips slowly down nipping and sucking on random spots slowly driving me crazy I began to let out soft moans, I feel Vinnie’s lips trailing between my breast with out warning he grabs ahold of my right nipple with his teeth bitting it softly. Enough to feel good but hard enough to make me let out a loud unexpected moan Vinnie licks and sucks on my bud for awhile before repeating on my left nipple.

I was so focused on the feeling of his mouth on my nipples I didn’t even realize he moved my hands so they were above my head before I could react Vinnie pushes his middle and ring finger knuckle deep into my heat spreading his fingers as much as he could. As he thrusts them into me repeatedly at a fast pace, His thumb rubbing my clit in tiny circles as I let out moans and whimpers “are you daddy’s little slut?!” He says against my upper stomach I could feel the vibrations in my tummy “YES DADDY IM YOUR SLUT” “such a good girl for me princess, I think you deserve a treat.” Vinnie let’s go of my hands and moves so he’s head is between my legs he grabs my legs and throws them over his shoulders he immediately wraps his hands around my thighs so I can’t move.

“AH please baby I need it so bad” I say in a whiny voice Vinnie dives his head down sucking on my clit with no mercy his tongue plunging in and out of my dripping pussy I couldn’t help but scream his name it felt so good. “VINNIE! YESSS DADDY MORE PLEASE!!” I was no stranger to having sex with Vinnie but I swear everytime we have sex it’s like the first time but it only gets better and better I could feel the knot beginning to form. I run my fingers in Vinnie’s hair pulling at the roots and pushing him deeper into me I open my eyes to get a good look at him to see his beautiful hazel eyes staring right back at me. Full of lust and adornment I throw my head back in a pure fit of pleasure begging for Vinnie to just fuck me already. Before I can do or say anything I release on Vinnie’s Gorgeous face I let out I few more moans and I feel Vinnie pull away he smashes his lips into mine and I can taste my self on his lips I groan in response grabbing his strong shoulders digging my nails in to the flawless skin of his back Vinnie looks down at me “oh I’m not done yet sweetie” Vinnie slaps the inside of my thighs and the sides of my ass a couple time as I cry out in pleasure at the sweet stinging sensation that comes with it.

Vinnie pulls down his boxers revealing his massive cock Vinnie is a beautiful man there is no denying that and his cock is no different my mouth starts watering at the thought of sucking his on perfect balls( ball sucking simulator🤌😎 either you get it or you don’t lol) and him ramming his thick cock down my throat till he finally spills over. I go to grab his bulge and he slaps my hand away “not a chance I’m gonna fuck you so hard you’re not gonna be able to fucking walk straight for a month!” I moan at the thought of what he just said Vinnie pulls his boxers down and he wraps one of his large hands around my neck and the other on my boob. Vinnie rubs his tip against my clit making me whine and moan “beg for it bitch” vinnie says in a airy tone “pllllease daddy fuck me I need it now” I gasp “What was that princess I don’t think I heard you correctly ?”

“ p-p-PLEASE DADDY I NEED IT!!” I heard Vinnie chuckle before rubbing his cock between my folds “need what princess?” Vinnie ask again playing dumb “YOUR BIG COCK DADDY PLEASE I CANT-!” Vinnie pushes into me before I can finish my sentence, he pushes faster then normal making me let out a whine, he’s so big! I always have to adjust to his size I moan as he hits balls deep making me arch my back pushing my chest to his. Vinnie let’s out a soft moan as my walls tighten around his cock “ M-move Daddy!” I moan loudly my hands rushing to his unruly curly hair I tug on the roots and wrap my legs around his waist and Vinnie let’s out quite literally the hottest sound he’s ever made. “F-FUCK baby you’re soo tight!” Vinnie pants and moans as he shifts around to get him self more comfortable before almost pulling all the way out before slamming right back in to me “OH GOD VINNIE, MORE PLEASE , YOU FILL ME UP SO GOOD DADDY!!”

I shout I wanted to hear him make more of those delicious sounds the thought of Vinnie’s moans and pants making me tighten around his cock once again making him release a loud moan. I throw my head back in pure ecstasy feeling him pound in over and over again hitting spots I didn’t even know existed until I met Vinnie. I let out strings of nonsense the pleasure taking over my mind and body my eyes closed and all I could think about was how good Vinnie felt grazing my g spot every-time he pushed in and the sound of skin slapping skins, his pants and moans driving me absolutely crazy even the feeling of his balls bouncing off my ass cheeks every time he thrusted in ( I’m fucking dead lol 😭) making my mind melt. I could feel the knot in my stomach beginning to come together again and as if Vinnie knew he flips me over so my face is in the pillows and my ass is in the air. Vinnie slaps my left ass cheek I let out a whimper before pushing back on him and letting out a moan Vinnie groans and rubs my ass cheeks “count them whore” he slaps my right cheek this time “two!” Another one on my left “Three!” Vinnie then smacks both of them at the same time a couple times in a row.

I let out loud moans I know I’ll have hand prints tomorrow but it’s so worth it “you like that huh baby” he laughs and kisses my shoulder blades rubbing my ass I moan and I start to feel the knot break before I could even say anything Vinnie cut in “Don’t you fucking dare cum yet Bitch!” “PLEASE VINNIE I CAN’T HO-O-LD IT MUCH L-LONGER!” “I said fucking hold it slut!” He grunts as he grabs ahold of my hair pulls back on it so my head is facing up and smacks my face once or twice “ OH FUCK YES DADDY HIT ME AGAIN PLEASE!” “You like it when daddy hits you princess?” He asks as more of a statement then a question knowing damn well I love it “PLEASE AGAIN DADDY” Vinnie smacks me on my thigh this time significantly harder then he did on my face. I moan as my back arch’s into him as I start thrusting back towards Vinnie he starts rubbing my clit in circles again “you want me to put my babies in you beautiful” OH YES DADDY PLEASE CUM IN ME!” I let out more moans and gasps as he thrusts so hard and deep into me I can’t hold it anymore.

I let out the loudest moan I have ever made “DADDY YESSSS” it felt like a balloon popped in my stomach I was shaking from the pleasure still coursing through my veins. My nerves shot as I was basically falling asleep at this point I feel Vinnie’s hips snapping against my ass a couple more times before I feel him release inside of me I hear Vinnie let out a deep moan and a grunt “IM SORRY DADDY I COULDN’T HOLD IT ANYMORE!!” Vinnie flips me over while still inside of me. My eyes still clamped shut from pleasure and sleepyness, also partly because I don’t want to see the disappointment on his face. Oh how wrong I was “Look at me princess” Vinnie says softly pushing my hair out of my face. I open my eyes at the sound of his voice to see his beautiful face with a proud smirk displayed perfectly on his face.

Vinnies eyes then leave mine to look down where the two of us meet. I slowly trail my eyes down the same path as my lover to see just how big of a mess I made “Princess you never told me you are a squirter?!” “That’s because I never knew I could. None of my past boyfriends made me do THAT before!” I said with a giggle “well how did it feel” Vinnie asks as he pulls out watching as both mine and his cum runs out licking his lips before leaning down to clean up the mess he made “ S-So good daddy...so good” I said as I push my hips against his face and throw my head back so much for getting some more sleep I guess.

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tomsrebeleyebrow · 5 years ago

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scream in italian | th x fem!reader

⚠️ Looks like the tads are broken again…? 😤 UGH 😡🤬 Soooo please, be kind and reblog my works to support me, this will make me really happy 💞⚠️

anonymous asked: Hey, I see u take requests ... so I was wondering if you could write something fluff/smut with tom x foreign!student!reader, like she is from Italy and came to London to study (they have been together since they've first met) she is good at speaking English and all, but sometimes she can't express herself and gets frustrated and she hates when it happens but He thinks it's sexy and it all turns into a very romantic but smutty situation😉 (i really hope it makes sense, if you can't it's ok )

A/N: as being half french half italian, this request was for sure made for me also because i can totally relate to that 😂😂😂 oh and italian is HOT, even when spoke angrily 🤤😉 so, dear nonnie, thank you so much for this. i love you and if you’re italian, i’ll love you even more 💚🤍❤️ also thanks for revealing to the world another kink of mine, jeeeez 😂🙈

‘Stay safe, Cheer up’ blurb event

NSFW CONTENT BELOW, SO BEWARE!

(In this, Reader is a 3D/visual effect assistant still in college)

"Can you believe this!”

The sound of your voice soon followed by the door slamming loudly made Tom jump with surprise. He was currently laying on the couch of the living room, laptop turned on to answer some emails that he had been stuck with for a few days now. But when he heard the noticeable anger in your words, he knew you were really mad, which was quite rare actually.

“Almost telling me I’m wasting time because I spent way too much hours on the project, only because I put extra attention on details?!”

As Tom closed his laptop, placing it on the coffee table, as your steps stomping closer echoed in the entire house. He didn’t have the time to stand that you just barged in the living room, your jacket, shoes and college bags long gone (probably thrown near the entrance), your face definitely not hiding your actual state.

“Babe, what’s going-”

“That damn teacher” you cut him off without even thinking twice, while opening the fridge to grab something to drink. “Saying ‘you know, nowadays time’s o-only money so do what you’re ask for a-and take the money’!! T-That- that-!!”

Now you were fuming, face all red and almost vapor coming out your ears like a cartoon character. So much angry you began stuttering on some words before completely losing it… and just started speaking in your native language. Italian.

“Che imbecille finito! Sono quella che non chiudeva l’occhio della notte perché mi piace il mio lavoro! Dunque se ho deciso di affinare i dettagli, è il mio problema e non il suo!! E in fin’ dei conti, sono contenta del mio lavoro e del risultato finale, e sarò fiera di poter venderlo a dei ricchi produttori!! Non me ne importa una sega!!” (= “What a damn idiot! I’m the one who haven’t sleep for many nights because I freaking love my job! So if I decided to perfect any details, that’s my own problem and not his!! And in the end I will be happy of the final result of my work, and also proud to be able to sell it to some rich-ass producers!! I don’t fucking care!!”)

You didn’t know for how long you kept going on like that, complaining about your day to Tom but mostly screaming at your soda can, but you definitely let everything out of your chest. And now you were finally better.

But what you didn’t notice until now was Tom standing behind you.

“Say that again” his raspy voice brushed your ear and made you jump, not expecting him to be that close to you.

“Say what again?” you asked, a bit confused while turning towards your boyfriend.

He was indeed close, towering over your frame and staring deeply at you. His hands came to rest on the kitchen counter behind you, caging you with his entire body. You knew that look in his eyes but were still troubled by his request.

“All that gibberish you just said in Italian” Tom stated, his eyes never leaving yours for a second. “Say that again.”

Then the brunette began covering every inch of your face with delicate but sensual kisses, his hands now making their way to your hips to massage them.

“But Tom, you can’t understand a single italian word!” you chuckled at his attitude, letting him continue his rush of tenderness. “Well, apart from pizza and lasagna of course.”

It made Tom laugh against your cheek, as you felt him bring your body closer to him little by little to now being completely pressed against him.

“I love when you speak Italian” he mumbled, popping another kiss on your cheek while squeezing your hips. “... even more when you’re angry, that’s fucking hot and sexy.”

His statement actually made you blush, as Tom also started to nibble your earlobe before you felt him getting excited down there. Not able to resist him any longer your hands slid on his shoulders, nails slightly pressing onto the fabric of his shirt while pushing your hips against his, which made him growl.

“Never thought about bringing that hot accent in the bedroom?”

“Well, we can do it now…”

And you didn’t need to ask Tom twice because now, your brunette lover was pounding into you on the kitchen island.

“A-Ah! Più forte, Tom! O-Oh dio!!” (= “Harder, Tom! O-Oh God!!) you whimpered while arching your back, moaning your lover’s name over and over again.

With a smirk on his face, Tom lifted your hips up with his movement as he eased away before slamming back inside you, not slowing down a single time. He continued to thrust as deeply as he could into your core, the girth of his cock rubbing against your pulsating folds in the most pleasurable way that was making you lose your mind.

“Fuck, keep going baby… s-shit, you squeeze around me like crazy” Tom groans, leaning down more onto you as he continued to move his hips, placing his lips against your neck to sink his teeth slightly into your flesh.

“A-Ancora! O-oh- mi fai impazzire!!” (= “A-Again! O-oh- you make me go insane!!”)

The way you trembled beneath him was the most erotic sight he'd ever beheld.

“A-Amore mio, più veloce! Ti prego!!” (= B-Baby, faster! Please!!”)

And before you could form any more thoughts, his hands glided to the bottom of your ass before meeting your eyes with an animalistic gleam. Your cheeks got so much redder but the moment Tom started to slam your ass onto him to meet with his every thrust, an incredible tight knot consumed the pit of your stomach.

With a final mewl of complete pleasure an euphoric orgasm invaded your body, blurring your vision as your folds completely convulsed against his cock, gripping him in such a tight way that Tom actually moaned your name, before pulling away, stroking his cock a few times to release his cum all over your stomach. Your bodies feels so hot and sweaty because you were both still partially dressed.

After you caught your breath again and also cleaned, Tom carried you on the couch where he just dropped on it with you, making you laugh as you simply laid there into each other’s arms.

“Mind giving me some Italian lessons so next time, I’d actually know what you’re screaming when we mess around?”

“I think I can plan private lessons in my agenda for you, Holland...”

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animesmutfest · 4 years ago

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Sugawara x reader

(This is recycled smut from a story I wrote with original characters. I just loved it so much this story will be in 3rd person since it would take so much editing to change everything around)

"Y-yes, you can fully have me” says with painfully obvious nervousness in her voice. "Okay for starters love from now on when we are in any bedroom you will address me as sir, daddy, or master do you understand" he says sternly "yes" she says dazed he grabs her by the throat and pulls her close. "Yes what?" He asks "yes sir" she says biting her inner lip. "The safe word is red, engrave it in your head" he says swiping his finger across her bottom lip and slowly wrapping his hand around her throat tighter. "Understand that I'm not going to go easy on you baby but if at any point you can't handle something I'm doing just say the word and I'll stop immediately okay?" He adds. "Yes sir" she says still drunk off his words. "Last chance, are you willing to allow me to take all of you? Every inch of you. I need you to submit to me princess" he asks for a final confirmation. She nods yes and with that he removes his hand from her throat and walks to the bed. "If you aren't in this bedroom in 10 minutes there's going to be hell to pay" he says before leaving the room shutting the door behind him. Heart racing now she grabs her suit case and yanking it open grabbing for the Victoria bag and the other from the clothing store. She pulls out the red lingerie set with the heels and runs into the bathroom. As she finishes freshening up and putting on the set and shoes she hears him walking around the living room making it known she was low on time. After a few more minutes she was ready. She heard the room door open and he tells her she out of time and to get her ass out there. She opens the door slowly and steps out. Koshi starts biting his lip at the sight of the set she picked and almost lost it. "Oh yeah?" He says now smirking at her. "Yeah I picked this out for y-you" she says a bit nervous.

He wiggles his finger in the "come here" motion. She complies and walks to him next to the bed. She notices he had a blindfold and cuffs on the bed. He walks up behind her and runs his fingers down the sides of her arms softly. He then moves her curls from her should and whispers "I'm going to absolutely destroy you baby girl" he says hungrily as he lays soft kisses on her neck. Her breath quickens the second his lips connected with her skin. He then turns her around and kisses her lips softly at first then adding a bit more aggression as he continued. He's takes off her bra exposing her breasts before taking one in his mouth and the other in his hand squeezing lightly. He waste no time with his tongue as he licked her nipples and sucked all over her chest. Now moaning pushing her legs together in a effort to control herself a bit. He notices this and slaps her thigh forcing her to open them again. "Don't hide anything from me" he says before continuing. "You smell so fucking good" he says biting her a bit. She responds with more moans. His tongue trails down to her stomach and then her thighs. He gets up abruptly and pulls down his pants and boxers, already so hard for her. "On your knees right now" he says sternly. Without protest she complies dropping down right in front of him. "You know what I want you to do baby, and please don't make it neat" he says rubbing her lips with his fingers.

She looks down at his dick is awe at how she could ever have taken it but does as she's told. She grabs it with one hand and kisses the tip softly before taking him in her mouth slowly. He moans and grabs the top of her head as she begins to bob up and down barely being able to fit all of him in her mouth. "Just relax baby" he says looking down at her. She does just that and she could feel the difference as her throat seemed to invite him inside. She slides him all the way down her throat as his moans grew louder. "Fuck! such a good girl for daddy" he groans gripping her tighter. She begins to swollen him over and over again earning his moans. She looks up to see him with his head thrown back and decided to take advantage. She runs her hands up the back of his thighs and begins to pull him into her further. Him realizing what she's doing he starts thrusting his hips into her as well. Saliva drips on her chest and the floor as he face fucks her hard. Tears in her eyes she still looked at him desperate for his cum. "S-shit baby I'm going to cum so hard in that pretty mouth of yours" he says between panting and moaning. His speed increases and the lewd noises from the act itself fills the pushing her over the edge. She felt her pussy getting wet just from servicing him. After a few more strokes he pushes her all the way down as he cums down her throat. His dick pulsating inside as he groans. Slowly he releases his grip on her head and pulls her off him. Wiping away her tears he picks her up throwing her on the bed on her stomach. Taking the blindfold he puts it over her eyes making sure she can't see a damn thing and ties the knot. Pulling her on the edge of the bed and putting the cuffs around her wrists. "I'm sooo scared" she says playfully. "You should be" he says as he slaps her ass hard. She whimpers a bit before he strikes her again. "This is for this morning, getting me hard like that and walking away" he says gritting his teeth as he slaps her ass one last time. She’s now drooling and whimpering. "Say your sorry right fucking now or I'll do it again" he says grabbing her hips tightly. "Mmmm" is all's he could muster before he slaps her again. "I-I'm sorry!" She yells. "Your sorry what?!" He yells back. "I'm s-sorry daddy!" She says biting her lip.

He gets on his knees and kisses the red spots he made making her moan a bit from the pain and pleasure. He then kisses her everywhere except the place she wanted it most for an unbearable amount of time. "Please..." she says in a low voice embarrassed as her body shivers. "What was that princess?" He says and he bites her hip a bit. "Mm please daddy" she says. He stops licking her body completely and leans down to her ear. "tell me what you want baby. Use your words" he says licking her lobe. "Daddy please take me" she moans. He stands up and flips her on her back. Rubbing his fingers on her pussy he notices how wet she has become from their actions thus far. "Such a nasty girl already soaking wet down here" he says sliding a finger inside her. "Your pussies pretty much just sucking me right in" he says before adding another finger. Her moans get louder as he begins to pull his fingers in and out of her being sure to go extra deep and curling his fingers. He loved that he could make her body squirm like this, hell it made him even harder than before. He then stopped and abruptly began to lap at her oozing pussy. She tried moving her hips but he placed his hand on her lower stomach to keep her still. "Don't try to move or I'll spank you again" he says before devouring her. Her moans now indicating that she was close to her release. "I-I'm going to cum! Fuck!" She yells before he stops all actions. "I was so fucking close why'd you stop?!" She yells. "I don't know if you deserve to cum just yet" he says putting his fingers back inside her slowly going at her insides.

She moans again at his touch. "Can I please cum sir" she begs dipping her nails in the sheets behind her. "No" he says before attacking her clit again with his tongue and going inside her roughly. "Aaahh God! p-please m-master I need to cum" she yells in agony. As soon as he felt her tighten up he stops again. She bangs her head on the bed squirming. "I'm begging you please let me cum I'm losing my mind!" She says drooling and body shaking. "Tell me who's is it and I might let you cum using my tongue" he says smirking at her. He loved the way she responded to him, always has. Her body constantly betraying her. "Daddy it's yours" she moans. "Louder" he demands going back to licking her clit. "Daddy! It's yours!" She says louder as she moans. "Louder princess" he says as he now shoves his fingers back and sucks on her pussy, running his tongue up and down. "MASTER IM CUMMING!" She screams "do it baby" he commands removing his mouth. And with that he slams into her with his fingers as she squirts all over the floor. "Oh my fuck!" She yells as she continues her release. While she still cums he stands up and puts her on her side and pushes himself into her now even tighter pussy. "Fuck princess your sucking me in yet your so damn tight" as soon as he pushes himself all the way in as she cums again. Yelling his name as he thrusts into her. "So fucking good" he growls as he goes harder into her gripping her breasts. "I c-can't breathe" she moans. "To fucking bad baby" he says. He moves her leg so they are now in missionary and throws her legs behind her head as he rails her. "Fuck I think I'm going to cum again!" She moans clenching down on him even more. He speeds up and she squirms again but this time he doesn't stop at all. He continues to rail her even as she makes a mess. "I c-can't take it daddy!" She screams. He pulls out and releases her hands before flipping her on all fours. He shoves his way back inside her and pulls her head back by her hair with one hand while the other digs into her hips. "Such a g-good girl taking all me at once, I fucking love it! I fucking love you!" he yells. " I love you most!" She yells back to him. "Oh yeah prove it baby" he mocks her. She arches her back and fucks him back, the sound of their skins clapping filling the room. "Fuck I'm going to cum soon" he says throwing his head back. "I-inside master please!" She says.

Koshi now blushing asks if she was sure. "Yes daddy please fill me up with your cum! I want it!" She moans back. He’s now intoxicated by her words loses his mind and starts slamming into her at a inhumane rate shaking the whole bed. "Fuck it, take all of it baby! Deep inside you" he yells. "C-cumming again!" she drools. "Fuuuck Y/n!" He says as he cums deep inside her womb. He continues to thrust a bit after before running his hands up her back. He pulls her up while still inside her and pulls her in for a kiss. She kisses him back before falling back on the bed. regaining his composure pulls out of her slowly. And kisses her lower back softly. He lays her lower half down and goes over to the jacuzzi and runs some water before going to get some water from the kitchen for her. "Drink this baby you lost a lot of liquids tonight" he says smiling his seriousness all gone now. She grabbed the drink shaking and drinks all of it. He takes the rest of her lingerie off and picks her up placing her in the jacuzzi and turning the jets on. "T-thank you baby" she says almost slurring her words a bit. "Anytime love" he says giving her a kiss. She lays her head on the cushion and relaxed as Koshi changed the sheets and laid her out some underwear and one of his shirts on the bed. "Are you a God?" she asks. "Ha! no princess just a man who wants to take great care of you all the time and occasionally rearrange your insides in a loving way" he says walking over and joining her. "Tomorrow is a rest day, no plans just tv and cuddles" he says as he starts washing her body being sure to be gentle as he noticed the bruises he left on her already setting in. "By the way I'm sorry if I hurt you princess, I just lose myself with you" he says kissing her head. "I'll be okay after a long nap" she says laughing a bit. After relaxing a bit they both get out and he dries off and helps her get dressed since she could barely move. They snuggle up to each other and fall asleep peacefully. What a blissful way to start off your vacation.

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