#four horsecocks*

[tetzoro]

the four horsemen of the apocalypse

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[starrbright]

Mindless Thoughts

Mild dubcon. Filth. Nonsense. That's it. Inconsistent patterns. A teaser to a full works that hopefully i'll do soon. Abrupt ending.

Matsukawa Issei: He gets off on watching a specific category of porn, forced gangbang, that is. He's the ceo of it, idcidc. One woman being used by multiple men, urgh, he's an addict to it. Is he guilty? Somehow he finds himself at least barely so. He does not give a fuck!!!! When has he ever did. The man has his countless favorites of videos to choose from whenever he wants to let himself loose. He's picky as well. This man has gone deep in a lot of sites and he's seen a lot of things he didn't like. Does he like watching more than four men ruin a woman, duh, he still has a few bits he doesn't like though. Which is when they're really pushing it too much, such as a man putting his foot on her head—he fucking hates that, idc. Sexual filth he loves it, duh, but miss him with any—it's what he thinks to it—bullshit of scat, even watersports especially when it's directed at her, or just straight up disgusting of running a woman's face on a bathroom floor, smother her face with a dirty mop—because what the fuck, he still regrets coming across to a certain few videos then. Anywaysssss, urgh, he likes to see the struggle. The blatantly literal power imbalance. The taunt of men. The degradation. The submission. The screams and whimpers of one woman against men as they use her.

He thinks about pulling off such a thing with the three more than often. And when he meets you with them—well.....he gets to fill his fantasy. This man is a straight up predator, I'll always stand by that. With his horsecock, no less!

Kuroo Tetsurou: Fuck this mannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn. Disgusting. Hate him. I need him to do this to me. Urgh. This suit and tie bastard reeks of chikan. Consuming porn and hentai when he was in his late teens, he didn't really like it whenever he comes across it, sticking to some other generic but good stuffs he finds. But of course, what do you fucking know. Ever since he started his career, always taking the train like he hasn't before, prim and proper with his crisp suits and the small suitcase he has—he's never seen, more so felt the appeal of it more than ever after being into his surroundings while he's deep in his mind as well. The rush hours of getting home from works always has the train filled. It makes him remember, think of it. Right, there's the thrill of doing something so wrong in public yet still hidden, the chances of being caught high, and just the scenario of being seen and watched quietly to their perverse indulgence of the fleeting moment. That's what's it about then, he realizes.

Fuck himmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. He went home that day and immediately made himself comfortable in his bedroom, browsing for porns and hentai of it, fucked his mind and cock raw.

What a bitch the timing was, just when he purchased a car by installment a few days ago, he suddenly has no eagerness now that much in using one. And really? What confusing luck he has. How come he's never seen you before around in the company? Given that you most probably work in different sections, but now after that revelation of his to himself, really? There he stands in front of you after being cramped in haste just when the doors were starting to close as he hurried for the last train in that time. Wearing the same lanyard of your company, he's a bit surprised as he immediately knew. He stands tall in front of you as he looks down at you while your eyes just stay barely on his chest. Given that you're probably uncomfortable from the tight space you have on each other, but he didn't want to bear an unbearable commute and make it even more awkward between you two if you somehow see each other again and especially in the company, nor keep you feeling uncomfortable. Sure. He greeted you. Said you're both in the same work despite that was obvious, made you laugh a little from how easy it was to be at ease with him. You talked the whole ride. Behind Tetsu's friendly demeanor, or rather the suitcase he holds hides and prevents his hardened cock that's suffocating in his slacks for you to see and feel. Damn him, he knows.

Sickening man. Sickeninggggggggggg. You became the muse of his desires, one would say. Oh, you did see each other again in the company then, at least because he made it so. Did all the unsuspecting ways for him to get himself be at your section. Coincidences, he says to you. You became close. He always tagged along with you in lunch, or drop by with what free time he had, and of course, with you when it's time to out from work. It's the same thing for a month now, taking the train together, talking or not, his mind was on one thing only; him on you. Thinking of how many times he's already thought of you, imagined you as he watched his loved choice porn and hentai, groping you through your clothes or just straight up fucking you there.

A guy could only have so much patience. And why not be fully a bastard then? You think it's just natural accidents when he's suddenly too close to you, bodies firm on one another, or when he grasps on your round waist to keep you steady, his breathing on your neck, feeling more entrapped not by how cramped it is inside the vehicle but because of him, or the hardness below him sometimes you get a feel from all it.

It's not intentional, you always tell yourself when doubts and possible guesses arise in you—until one day your eyes are held on each other as he has you on your back against the doors and he has his smirk.

"Took you long enough."

Bokuto Koutarou: Darling sweet man. Baby boy. This sweet angel. How could anyone immediately guess he's still a man at the end of the day? You didn't. And that's on you. Thinking rather too much of how a light he is, you forgot anyone still always has their needs. Especially the boisterous man that he is.

But then again, blame shouldn't be too much on you when he was just always simply nice to you. Koutarou always used that to his advantage. It's fun. People thinking he's such an angel when he's just like any other guy that would fuck anyone with a hole. He's a destroyer!!!!! As unserious as that is.

He's a connoisseur of forced gangbang as well. Thanks to him being an athlete with always all of the players, his teammates having their builds, the time in the lockers, showers, just overall as an athlete—when he found such a thing the first time he knew any explicit medias, that was what he became into. Fantasies of just taking a cheerleader or a fan with his teammates always plagued his mind before or after the games, or even just in training.

Now he's a pro. That didn't change at all. If anything it made him want to do something more about it now he's a lot grown. And you're one of who works with msby. The amount of times he's indulged himself to the thought of using you with the rest of the men is.....concerning.

And when he just brought it up randomly to them, as shocked as everybody was....they weren't against it.

On a random day of their training. You hadn't got a clue why Meian asked you to stay after just as you were about to leave and almost everyone has already left.

Image used. I indulged this with @shaisuki before like on may jsjwjdjjw and bc issei has been bugging me a lot lately again and just seijoh4, really, i had to do it. I'm on an agenda with this gangbang nonsense!!!! @seijhoeist, mwuah.

[carrymelikeimcute]

Apologies @bougiebutchbitch I have been a FOOL.

Izzy is absolutely a cat boy (cat MAN *angry hissing*) and Ed is so very much a dog boy. Both suited to life aboard a ship in their own way.

But Stede! Steed-Horsecock-Bonnet, with his clompy heels and his majestic legs - he is a horse man, a two-legged centaur if you will. Though four legs would make his back a nice place to curl up and sleep...

Someone needs to feed him sugar lumps.

[checkitoutmikey]

ok i have the age old question “does it grow back”

if a vagina having person is made into a vampire (specifically lost boys vampire kind) and that person is transformed with their hymen intact and then has penetrative sex... would it grow back?

I personaly thing it would be kinda comedic gold.. just imagine Paul being all excited puppy and wanting to get down to business FAST and having to be reminded that hey slow down there’s a roadblock in the way

“Again? Baby we just fucked yesterday.”

...

“yeah and we gonna go through this whole discussion tomorrow, just lube it up dork.”

and Dwayne, oh poor horsecock Dwayne. There would have to be some planning involved. Like yes we can do that babe... friday night, day after big beach party so everyone’s eaten and there’s no need for hunting, we start 7pm sharp with David, followed by Marko and Paul, then 5 minute break before bigger toys are introduced, four hour training and once we are done with the second bottle of lube I can safely say we can fuck love

(Dwayne is borderline in celibacy, unwillingly)

I would really love some insight from the juggernauts of this fandom so im tagging you (with respect)

@ghoulgeousimmaculate, @misslavenderlady, @6lostgirl6, @auntvamp, @darlin-disastrous, @theyreonlynoodlesmike

[multi-lewder]

xiangyu horsecock NTRs other berserkers like kiyohime or raicow all the time. berserker bimbos for berserker stud

Kiyohime and Raicow are both dumb bimbos for such a hung fucking berserker stud and every time they're in the same room as Xiangyu all they can think about is his big fat cock and how good it feels to be cheating on Ritsuka with that hung horse dicked stud. Kiyohime's currently on all fours like a dumb bitch and getting fucked by his dick while Raicow shows off her massive phat titties for him which gets him even hornier and grinds them against his strong horse monster body while making out with him and desperate for her turn getting fucked by his wife snatching horse cock.

[kurosukii]

𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥

pairing: matsukawa issei x f!reader

summary: you’re so glad that you married a loving and doting man who cares for your child as if she’s his own flesh and blood; you just didn’t expect that his son would take a certain liking to you as well...

genre: smut, stepcest au

warnings: 18+. noncon/dubcon, pseudoincest (stepcest), somnophilia, dubcon cheating, milf reader, use of ‘mommy’ (not in the femdom way), creepy and possessive issei, slight voyeurism and exhibitionism, body image issues, corruption, manipulation, panty sniffing, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, unprotected sex, mutual masturbation, spitting, degradation, praise, size kink, breeding kink, biting, nipple play, oral (f receiving), humping, cockwarming, cumplay, creampie, overstimulation, mating press, doggy style

word count: 6.4k

author’s note: for @karasunosimp‘s it’s raining milk collab! thank you for letting me join! hehe so it’s another stepcest au,,, also i’ve already written for 3/4 of the seijoh four EEK (let me know if i missed any warnings!) (MINORS DNI)

° thank you to @meiansmistress @ssrated1volleyballplayer @bokuroskitten @anime-nymph for beta-reading and editing! <33

[11:53 AM]

“have fun at the amusement park! stay safe and always listen to your dad, okay?” you say sweetly to your jumping daughter.

you giggle at her excitement, your heart and cheeks warming when you see her eyes twinkling with unbridled joy as she holds her stepdad’s finger with her entire hand.

“bye mommy! i’ll see you later when we get back! have fun with nii-chan!” she answers loudly, squealing when your husband picks her up and twirls her around as they walk down the path to the car.

you wave them off, returning inside and closing the door with a click. you wince at the sound, louder now that your daughter’s giggles and squeals are gone.

meanwhile, issei leans against the wall with his thick arms crossed as he shamelessly looks you over from head to toe. he slowly licks his bottom lip, clearly liking what he sees.

you’re now hyper aware of your bare nipples brushing against the fabric of your shirt, and paired with the flimsy linen shorts you’re wearing, the room definitely feels hotter with the sexual tension that’s permeating the air

sexual tension that you’ve been blatantly ignoring ever since you married into the matsukawa household.

“why are you always so nervous around me, mommy?” issei asks, feigning innocence. his eyes twinkle and lips stretch into a smirk when he sees your breath hitch.

you don’t bother to grace him with an answer, heavy lump forming in your throat as you speed walk past him and into the kitchen.

he chuckles at your reaction and pushes himself off the wall, following you as his eyes watch your swaying hips. issei is hungry and it has more to do with the woman in front of him rather than the steaming plate of food on the table.

after you’re done fixing up the table and finally take a seat, you pray to any higher being within earshot to ask for strength in dealing with your wayward stepson.

you really don’t like being alone with him and it’s not because you don’t want to be around him. it’s because you’re afraid of what he might do to you.

you weren’t born yesterday and you’ve lived a long enough life to know when a man is looking at you like he wants to spread your legs and pound you until you’re a writhing mess underneath him.

because that’s how issei looks at you and he’s not ashamed about it either. it genuinely shocks you because his father—your husband—can be in the room and issei will still undress you with his eyes.

you thought you were being delusional at first, ashamed at how you secretly accused your husband’s son of leering at and having inappropriate thoughts about you.

it turned out that you weren’t wrong, however, because you came home one afternoon to get something you left, expecting that no one would be there so imagine your shock when you passed by issei’s slightly opened door and heard him pleasuring himself.

you were about to run back downstairs until you heard him groan your name as he was stroking his cock. you choked out a gasp as you stood by his door. he was naked, tanned body glistening with sweat as he fucked his hand.

you couldn’t help but gape at his thick and long cock—bigger than your husband’s, as much as you were ashamed to admit—and you watched him for a few minutes, panties drenched with how much slick and pre-cum was leaking out of issei’s, for lack of a better word, horsecock.

your face burned when his hips jerked and he sprayed his cum all over himself, moaning your name long and hard as his body twitched from the stimulation.

needless to say, you went back to work with soiled panties and a hot face, not knowing that watching issei masturbate to the thought of you would be the turning point that led to the taboo relationship with your stepson.

the sound of utensils falling and clanging break you from your memories; your face burns at being caught red handed and you squirm uncomfortably in your seat.

issei apologizes for the disturbance and continues eating, never failing to wink every time you glance at him. he knows the effect he has on you and he relishes in it, teasing his stepmom endlessly.

he can’t wait to expose you for the little whore you actually are, and what better than to seize the opportunity of the both of you having the house all to yourselves?

“your little one and my dad are out bonding in the amusement park and i know for sure that they’ll be there all the way into the night,” he says, setting down his utensils and wiping the corner of his mouth with a napkin.

the movement of his hands causes the many rings on his fingers to reflect against the light and he looks at you from under his thick lashes, brown eyes smoldering with shameless desire.

“so why don’t we do some bonding too?” he asks and chuckles when you choke on your food. he reaches for your cup of water and hands it to you, thick and ring-clad fingers brushing against yours as you take it from him.

“you’d like that, wouldn’t you, mommy?” he whispers, his voice raspy and deep. you shiver at his sensual tone, fingers gripping the cup hard. you clear your throat loudly after swallowing, willing yourself to ignore his advances and innuendos.

“i’m tired, issei. i’m going to take a nap after eating,” you say sternly, glaring when he seems not to take you seriously. he laughs lowly, letting out an okay, whatever you say, before standing up and stretching.

your cheeks warm when he groans, similar to the one you heard before, and you jump out of your chair and begin to gather all the plates and leftover food.

“let me clean up, hmm? you did all the cooking and prepping. ” issei stops you with a large hand on your forearm. his skin is hot to the touch but his rings feel cool, the juxtaposition making you lightheaded.

he’s breathing down on you, large body covering yours while his intoxicating scent invades your senses. you shake your head and mumble out a garbled ‘thank you’ before you leave the kitchen and issei, practically sprinting up the stairs and towards the room you share with your husband.

you close the door once you’re inside, breathing heavily as you hear your heartbeat in your ears. damn him, you growl in your head. you ought to give him an earful about personal spaces and appropriate manners.

you sigh loudly as you walk to the dresser, intent on changing into your silky nightgown for your midday nap. you wear the garment to help you feel attractive, despite your age and changed body. you remove your shirt over your head and shiver when you see how hard and pebbled your nipples are.

even though your mind refuses to succumb to issei, your body is a whole different story. you wince when you remove your shorts and feel the dampness in your panties, making shame and guilt course through you as you put on your nightgown.

of all the people in the world, only your husband should make you feel this way. no one else, and certainly not his son. what would he think of you? what would your daughter think of you?

fuck, why are you even allowing yourself to think like this?

you know that if you ask issei to stop acting inappropriately towards you, he would listen—wouldn’t he?

you know the reason why you allowed this whole forbidden staring and teasing to go on for so long was because you felt lonely. which angers you, because you have a loving husband and you couldn’t ask for anything more.

but he didn’t exactly make you feel desired. sure, you’ve been intimate with him but he didn’t look at you the way you want to be looked at—like you’re the sexiest woman he’s ever seen. you feel ashamed, as if all the attention and love your husband gives means nothing to you.

as someone who has gone through major bodily changes, the ugly face  of insecurity easily rears its head when you look at yourself in the mirror—but that doesn’t mean you regret having your daughter, not at all.

it’s just one of those things that has been ingrained in you and you find it hard to escape. which is why whenever issei looks at you with hungry eyes, you can’t help but feel wanted, desired.

it’s as if he doesn’t care about the extra weight you put on or the stretch marks on your body—no, he doesn’t care about any of that. you wouldn’t have believed it if it weren’t for his incessant teasing and the fact that he masturbates to the thought of you.

but you know it’s wrong, that it can never be. you sigh dejectedly as you lie down on the soft and cold bed, staring up at the ceiling. you have to talk to issei about this whole game and tell him to stop it before his father finds out.

and issei’s molten brown eyes are the last thing you think of before you finally close your eyes.

issei hums as he wipes his hands on the towel, looking in the direction you ran off. he smirks to himself as he puts back on his rings, body brimming with excitement and desire. time to pay you a visit.

he walks up the stairs, footsteps loud in the quiet house. he finds himself right in front of your door and leans his ear on the wood. he’s met with silence as he slowly turns the knob and enters the dimly lit room.

his eyes immediately find your sleeping form and he feels his cock stir in his pants, making the fabric tighten around his crotch.

fuck, you’re so god-damn beautiful.

long legs carry him over to you. he puts one knee on the bed, making it dip as his long fingers caress your cheek. his rings complement your complexion, his thumb and index finger lightly squeezing your parted lips.

he watches in fascination as your eyelashes flutter against your cheek and his cock twitches again when he hears your little whimper as he plays with your slightly damp lips.

his fingers continue their ministrations as his sharp eyes travel down your form, smirking when he sees your nipples poking through the silky fabric. to his delight, he notices your nightgown riding up your body, revealing the frilly white cloth of your panties.

he groans softly as his cock hardens and the bed dips even more as he puts his whole weight on it. he stops his movements on your face and maneuvers himself until his large body is over you.

his eyes burn holes through your panties and his breathing becomes heavier. god, he knows it’s wrong to touch and feel you up while you’re sleeping, but you’re so fucking breathtaking and he can’t help himself. after all, he’s been waiting for an opportunity like this to happen.

there’s a slight tremor in his hands as they hover over the exposed skin of your thighs. he lays them gently on your skin and he groans lowly in his throat. fuck, you’re so smooth and soft.

he squeezes them a few times before he gently pries your legs open, watching your reaction carefully in case you wake up. your breaths are still even and he takes that as a signal to spread your legs wider, raising them until your feet are planted on the bed.

he bites his lower lip to stifle his groan once he sees the wet patch on the center of your frilly panties. you’re such a fucking whore and he knows that it’s for him and only him.

he positions his body until he’s lying on his stomach, slightly rutting the bed to relieve the tension in  his cock. his head moves between your legs, directly in front of your heated and covered pussy.

you stir slightly when you feel a breeze on your exposed skin, making issei stiffen. you settle down and he sighs in relief, thinking fuck it before he inhales the scent of your arousal.

he growls lowly in his throat at your smell, sticking out his tongue and licking a long and wet stripe up your covered slit. you moan softly, but that doesn’t deter issei from groaning into your cunt.

he raises his body and sits up on his haunches, hooking his fingers in  the waistband of your panties. he slowly pulls them down and his eyes practically glow as he sees your bare pussy for the first time.

his throbbing cock twitches when he sees a string of slick connecting your cunt to your panties. he gently lifts your hips and stretches your legs so he can remove the soiled underwear, watching your sleeping face carefully before positioning your legs again.

he knows he’s a disgusting man, but what can he do when you’re offering yourself up so sweetly to him?

he bunches the fabric in his hand, ringed fingers making an indent on the cotton as he brings it up to his nose, closing his eyes as he inhales deeply.

he growls at your fresh scent, his body tensing at the new wave of arousal that drenched your panties. he watches as you squirm and move around, rubbing your thighs together as you whimper quietly in your sleep.

his eyes flash. is his naughty stepmom having a wet dream? that explains why your panties feel wetter in his hand...

well, issei is nothing but a man who makes women’s dreams come true, and it just so happens that you’ve captured his attention—and quite frankly, his dick.

he throws your panties to the floor after a few more sniffs and quickly dives back between your legs. he’s up close to your naked pussy, pupils blown wide as he stares at your hole that’s clenching around nothing.

you’re wet but not wet enough by his standards, so he gathers all the saliva he has in his mouth and parts your folds with two thick fingers. he spits on your cunt, the  little sound coursing through the quiet room.

he watches intently as the globule of spit slides down your lower lips and you shiver, moaning at the cold feeling between your legs. you squirm more as your mind gets filled with a certain haziness, unable to distinguish what’s real and what’s a dream.

throwing caution out the window, issei wastes no time and finds your clit, suckling it into the damp heat of his mouth. he groans at the taste of your pussy, his hips rutting the bed once more.

the vibrations from his lips make you moan loudly and arch into issei’s mouth. your eyes are squeezed tightly as you thrash around the bed, making you instinctively close your legs, squeezing issei’s head between them.

his hands grab your thighs, the cold rings on his fingers digging into your skin as he pries them open. he shakes his head with your clit in his mouth, making you cry out and tremble.

god, your dream feels so fucking real. you’ve never felt pleasure like this before and you love it. your fingers grip the sheets as you involuntarily roll your hips, following the motions of issei’s tongue and lips.

his chin is drenched with his saliva and your juices as the bed creaks from the rutting of his hips. frankly, he doesn’t care how loud and sloppy he’s being if it means you’re this responsive.

issei lets go of one thigh and moves his arm under him while his mouth continues to suck and lick your clit. he watches through his lashes as your chest rises and falls quickly, cute moans falling from your mouth.

the silk of your nightgown is dark with how heated your body is, your sweat dampening the fabric. your nipples are so hard that they’re poking through the garment.

his tongue flicks against your puffy clit as he slowly inserts two fingers—the ones that aren’t adorned with rings—into your leaking cunt.

the feeling of his long fingers inside your pussy makes you cry out and your toes curl from the full feeling. the new stimulation and volume of your pleasured sounds awakens you, your foggy eyes wide and confused.

you’re still groggy when you sit up and lean on your hands, your mind processing what’s happening when you realize that it wasn’t a dream at all.

no, it’s real and issei’s really between your legs, lapping away and fingering your aching pussy. your mind clears and you choke out a gasp in between your moans as you watch him in shock.

issei watches the emotions cross your face the whole time and his chest puffs out, his ego rising knowing that he’s the one doing this to you.

your frantic eyes meet his and he winks slyly. you tug at his hair ready to pull his head and mouth off of you because this is so wrong, but he beats you to it. his tongue swirls and flicks faster at your pulsing bud, his fingers increasing their thrusting.

now that you’re awake, he doesn’t have to care about his volume anymore so he lets out loud groans and grunts, the vibrations reverberating through you and making your pussy tingle.

“issei, t-this is wrong! s-top! stop!” you beg, voice immediately turning into a loud moan when he ignores you and bobs his head faster.

he moans to himself, knowing that your body is betraying you because although you’re begging him to stop, your hand is tugging his hair as you desperately fuck his face and fingers.

you taste so good that he can’t stop even if he wanted to.

“i-i mean it! get off—oh my god!” you scream when he gives your clit a hard suck. coupled with the squelching sounds and speed of his thrusting fingers, you cum all over his mouth.

you breathe heavily, face flushed and blissed out as you watch issei kiss your inner thighs before rising between your legs.

his mouth and chin are glistening with your cum and his pink tongue darts out to lick his lips clean of your juices, groaning as he meets your eyes.

you notice the dark patch on his crotch and your cheeks flame when you realize that he came the same time as you, but that doesn’t ease your worries because his cock is still hard and twitching.

once you regain some of your bearings, you realize what exactly just occurred and you let out a little scream as you try to scramble away from issei, shame filling your body.

he doesn’t let you get away from him, however, because he immediately pushes you on your back and crashes his swollen lips to yours.

you yelp at the sudden movement and he takes the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth, grinding his hard cock on your wet and leaking pussy, further drenching the fabric of his pants.

you taste your essence as he massages his tongue with yours. you moan, tugging at his messy curly hair, trying and failing to pull him off you.

his hands find purchase on your thighs and he squeezes them, making you shiver at his cold rings. you whimper when he wraps your legs around his waist, grinding into you with a force harder than before.

your saliva mixes with his as the lewd clicking sounds of your mouths fill your ears. issei grinds on you one last time before he lifts his head from yours, lips separating with a trail of spit connecting them.

satisfied with kissing you, he stares at your face, gaze smoldering. you try to push him off you, but to no avail. he only tightens your legs around his waist as you struggle against him.

you suck in a breath as you feel the heat of his cock directly on your naked pussy. issei smirks lazily at you, tutting at you as if you’re inconveniencing him. your hands tug at his hair more, desperately trying to anchor yourself.

“if i had known your pussy tastes that sweet, my face would stay buried between your legs for the rest of my days,” he says suavely, his tongue darting out and licking his lips as he looks at yours.

you moan softly at his words and you’re now keenly aware of your nightgown sticking to your skin, making you uncomfortable as your nipples brush against the sweaty fabric. issei notices your discomfort and clicks his tongue.

“i think you’ve been hiding your pretty tits from me for far too long,” he whispers, his hot breath caressing your face. his hands move from your thighs and his fingers hook under the straps of your nightgown.

you shiver underneath him as his hands remove the sweaty fabric from your body, ring-clad fingers ghosting the sensitive skin of your arms.

you whine in distress as issei discards your nightgown somewhere behind him. you’ve never felt so exposed, your bare and glistening body being scrutinised by his dark eyes.

your insecurities start to get the better of you and you move your arms to cover your breasts and mound. issei stops you, large hands putting your arms back to your side.

“don’t hide from me, baby,” he whispers, his head dipping as he kisses the crook of your neck. his hands go to your chest and he palms both of your aching tits, squeezing and kneadingthe soft skin.

you moan, arching into the warm and cool feeling of his fingers. issei continues sucking and leaving marks on the skin of your neck as he whispers his thoughts.

“i know my dad doesn’t fuck you the way you deserve to be fucked,” he claims, making you squirm under his body that’s still clothed.

shame momentarily disappearing, you claw at his shirt and pants. he chuckles at your impatience and his hands leave your breasts for a moment, removing his shirt in record time.

he gets off the bed and makes quick work of his pants, kicking them off and quickly returning to the bed—to you. he didn’t give you the chance to look at his hard cock—not that you needed to anyway, because you already know what it looks like.

you yelp when issei puts his arms around you and settles you down on his lap, giving you a clear view of his cock that’s bobbing against his defined abdomen.

you gulp, nervousness filling your body as you stare at his large cock. seeing it up close is absolutely different—it’s longer and thicker than any other dick you’ve ever seen.

issei’s ego rises as he watches you. he’s always been proud of his size but seeing you? the object of his and his dick’s affections sitting on his lap? well, that’s enough to boost any man’s ego.

“see what you do to me?” he asks, guiding your hand to his throbbing cock. you whimper when you hold his shaft, your hand barely wrapping around him. issei hisses at the feeling of your soft hand touching his sensitive skin.

“you’re so fucking sexy and i can’t stop thinking about how you’d look like bouncing on my cock,” he admits, urging you to stroke his dick faster.

you slowly pump his shaft and moan when you feel his fingers—the same ones from before—find your swollen clit, slowly circling the pulsing bud. your free hand squeezes his shoulder as his fingers move faster.

you squeal when he inserts two fingers inside your cunt, making your hand squeeze his cock. he groans in at the stimulation, making his abs clench.

“i-ssei!” you whine, head thrown back as he pumps his fingers into you faster. the squelching sounds of his fingers scissoring your insides causes a knot to slowly form at the pit of your stomach.

“gotta prep this pussy more, baby,” he says breathlessly, watching your slack-jawed face as you stroke and twist his cock.

“still so fucking tight, can’t wait to sink into you,” he grunts, moving your body so he can get a better angle at your g-spot.

“bet i can fuck you better than my dad ever will, mommy,” he growls, curling his fingers inside of you as he ends his sentence. you lurch forward and cry out, eyes fluttering at the pleasure.

“see? you want my cock—shit—so badly, huh? look at how your hand is squeezing and s-stroking me, fuck,” he stutters, feeling his orgasm approach. his free hand squeezes your hip, keeping your balance.

you shake your head frantically at his statement, still not admitting that you want this, want him.

“stop fighting it. i know you want me as much as i want you,” he grates, curling his fingers again and making you wail at the pleasure. your fingers twist and pump his cock, pre-cum leak from the tip. your hand feels warm and slick as you continue to jerk issei’s shaft.

“gonna cum baby, cum with me,” he whispers into your skin, breaths heavy as the slick sounds of your fluids fill the room.

your body is trembling and you know you’re nearing your orgasm once more. you bury your face in the crook of his neck, moans and whimpers falling from your lips.

“c-cumming, issei!” you scream when his thumb circles your clit just as he curls his fingers again inside your tight pussy, hitting your g-spot perfectly.

he follows after you, hot spurts of his cum staining your hand and arm. he groans and throws his head back as he feels the heat of his essence coat his abs and thighs.

he removes his fingers from your cunt and gently pushes you back on the bed. you yelp when issei grabs the back of your thighs and pushes them to your chest, folding your body in half.

“i’m going to fuck you until all you and i can hear in this house are your cute and sexy moans,” he growls, spreading your legs and baring your clenching hole to his dark eyes.

his cock bobs as he moves forward and he takes hold of his shaft, one long vein on the underside. he taps it a few times on your clit, making you whine and close your eyes.

you take a deep breath as he inserts the tip, body shaking as his large cock goes inside of you, inch by inch.

you open your eyes and claw at his arms when the stretch starts to become uncomfortable. you look down and gasp, eyes wide as you have a clear view of his fat cock splitting you.

“god, you’re so fucking tight,” he growls, squeezing your thighs as he slowly bottoms out.

“you’re so big, issei,” you moan, leaning your head back on the pillow as your eyes flutter at the feeling of his cock stretching your walls.

“mhmm, big enough to fuck you the way you want to be fucked, mommy,” he chuckles then groans when your cunt squeezes around him.

“fuck—do you like it when i call you mommy?” he growls when your tight walls clamp down on him again. you shake your head, a futile attempt in proving him wrong.

“who knew my mommy is so kinky,” he mocks you and before you can even reprimand him, his entire length bottoms out in one swift thrust.

“issei! fuck!” you scream, scratching his forearms as your back arches, toes curling at the sudden thrust.

you feel so fucking full. of all the cocks you’ve taken, issei’s definitely tops the list. you can feel every part of him, from the single vein to the throbbing of his length.

he groans loudly, squeezing your thighs so hard that his rings will definitely leave bruises later. he fights to controls himself, willing not to cum at the feeling of your pussy finally enveloping him.

he sucks in a breath and leans his forehead against yours, pulling out slowly, leaving only the tip of his cock inside your pussy. you whine at the loss, missing the way he stretches you.

he thrusts back in, bottoming out as his tip teases the entrance of your cervix. you cry out in both pain and pleasure, still trying to adjust to his size.

he stays still inside of you for a few seconds before he places his hands on the bed, your calves resting on his upper arms. he starts thrusting, moving in and out of your cunt.

you mumble incoherently, breasts bouncing with each thrust issei makes. you grab both of his wrists, squeezing them as the sounds of your skin meeting his fill your ears.

issei groans and hisses, panting heavily as he pounds your pussy, his heavy balls slapping against your ass. he leans down to your ear, licking the sensitive skin and making your shaking body tremble even more as you whine.

“bet you’re happy now, huh?” he whispers in between his groans, biting your earlobe.

“w-what do you—oh my god, issei!” you stutter, but then he fucks you harder and faster, making you keen and arch your back. he makes your body contort into positions you’ve never been in before—until now.

“do you think you’re quiet when you touch yourself during your late night showers?” he asks you in a condescending manner, smirking when you whine at his statement.

“i can fucking hear you when i go to the kitchen. you’re such a slut. moaning your stepson’s name, imagining that he’s the one who’s touching your pussy,” he growls as he buries his head in your neck, his hot breaths fanning your skin.

“but i guess i don’t have the right to talk, huh? i fuck my fist every night and imagine it’s your tight cunt wrapped around me,” he finishes, nipping away at your skin before his hands return the back of your sweaty thighs.

he slaps them, in sync with his thrusts, making you wince at the metal of his rings. your shaking arms reach for your ankles, setting everything on display for issei.

you’re loudly chanting his name like a prayer, pleasure running through every nerve in your body. for the first time in your life, you’re actually enjoying getting fucked silly—never mind that it’s your stepson who’s making you moan like a pornstar.

his thrusts are heavy and deep as he slowly toys with your clit and you jerk when his fingers draw circles on the aching bud. your body’s trembling harder than before, loud moans and whines falling from your open mouth as drool seeps from the corners.

“i-i’m gonna cum, issei!” you squeal as the sound of the headboard hitting the wall and the squelching noises coming from your pussy make the pit in your stomach slowly tip over.

“cum, baby. cum all over my fat cock,” he whines, throwing his head back as he jackhammers into you, his cock throbbing and his balls tightening as he prepares to empty himself inside of you.

“c-cumming i-issei! fuck!” you scream, your hands squeezing your ankles as your legs shake from your intense orgasm. your cunt is practically suffocating issei’s cock, making his hips jerk and stop.

his mouth falls open into a loud and heavy groan as he spills his hot and sticky cum inside of you. there’s so much cum that it leaks out of you and around his cock as it drips down to the drenched sheets below your bodies.

you finally set your shaking legs down as your trembling body aches from your folded position. issei falls on top of you, elbows on the bed as his sweaty face is smothered by your breasts.

his cock is still inside of you, twitching as more cum spills inside of your soiled pussy. your heavy breaths fill the cool air of the room as you recover, feeling disgusting at all sweat and cum on and in your body.

issei lifts himself off of you and pulls out of your cunt, making you both sigh and groan at the drag of his cock. your mixed fluids immediately trickle out of your pussy and you moan at the thick feeling.

issei furrows his brows as his fingers scoop his cum and quickly pushes it back. you whine as the tips of his fingers tease your hole, squirming away from him as your clit throbs from the overstimulation.

you’re kind of expecting him to roll over you and lie down but he shocks you—it’s evident with the way you yelp when flips your body over to your stomach, his large hands raising your hips until you’re kneeling on the sheets.

“i can’t fucking get enough of you, baby,”  he says breathlessly, chest still heaving at the previous round. but it’s true, he really can’t get enough of you—not when he knows the taste and feel of your pussy.

“i-issei, i-i can’t,” you whine when he holds his cock and hovers before your dripping cunt. he doesn’t pay any heed to your whimpers, mostly because he knows you still want more of this, more of him.

“you say that but your pussy is telling me a different story,” he smirks and you can hear the condescension in his voice as his thumb rubs the sweaty skin of your hips.

he doesn’t give you any time to reply because he quickly sinks into you, your mouth falling open into a loud moan as his fat cock stretches you open once more.

fuck, even if you’ve already taken him, the stretch and ache still feels the same. he’s so fucking big that you know you won’t ever get used to his size, no matter how many times he fucks you.

he doesn’t waste any time and starts rolling his hips, his thighs loudly slapping against your ass. he hisses as one of his hands lie flat on your back, pushing it down to form a deeper arch.

“i know you saw me jerking off. did you like the show i put on for you, mommy?” he growls, his other hand gripping the back of your neck and smothering your face on the sweat-stained sheets.

you moan into the fabric when you hear the mocking endearment, your drool mixing with all the other fluids. your fingers bunch the sheets between them  as the loud creaking and thumping of the bed fill your ears.

“i came so hard because i knew you were watching me work my cock,” he groans, thrusting hard and deep. your cunt squeezes his cock when you remember that afternoon. so all this time? he was shamelessly coaxing you towards him?

you huff, pride slightly damaged when you hear his admission. you’ll show him that he’s not the only one who can fuck like an animal.

you whimper when you spread your knees—which is a feat in itself because issei’s thrusts practically send your body flying forward. you moan when he hits your sweet spot, making tingles run down your spine.

you start meeting his thrusts, no longer letting him do all the pulling and jostling. his eyes flash when he realizes what you’re doing, which only encourages him to fuck you harder.

his hands palm your jiggling ass, leaving marks on your soft skin. you leave your head buried in the sheets, the sheets, stifling your moans and whines because if you don’t, —you’ll definitely make the walls shake with how loud you are.

“yeah that’s a good girl. fuck yourself on my cock, come on,” he coaxes you, deep voice raspy as his own body trembles at the pleasure of your walls clamping down on his cock.

“fuck—look at how your slutty cunt is taking me,” he growls when you roll your hips, the angle sending new waves of pleasure to the both of you.

“god, i wanna fuck you in front of my dad just so he knows that your pussy belongs to me,” he hisses, holding your hips as he takes control of the pace again.

his thrusts become sloppy and erratic, the loud slapping of skin a constant symphony as he maintains the fast pace. you turn your head to the side and breathe deeply, choking out a moan as he continuously hits your g-spot.

“want me to make you a mommy again? get your belly all swollen and round with my kid?” he says, voice shaking as his heavy balls slap against your skin. he’s close, he can feel it.

you’re close too, just a few more deep and hard thrusts and you’ll gush around his cock again. issei leans over your body, his chest covering the entire expanse of your sweaty back.

you squeal when your knees drop and you fall flat on the bed, your entire front rubbing against the sheets. you whimper shakily when your nipples brush against the soft fabric, the extra stimulation making your body jerk back against issei’s thrusting cock.

“issei! g-gonna c-cum a-again!” you squeal, voice shaking from how raw your throat feels. your moans increase in pitch and volume the nearer you get to your orgasm.

“fuck, your pussy feels like heaven!” issei groans, his own voice increasing in pitch and volume as well as he reaches his limit. you feel his cock swell and throb before thick and hot spurts of his cum coat your clenching walls.

“issei—oh my god!” you wail, cumming at the same time as him. your mouth stays open in a silent scream as you close your eyes tightly, cunt spasming as you drench his cock with your essence.

you wince when you feel the squelching of your mixed juices as issei rolls to his side, bringing you with him. both of you are quivering with pleasure and overstimulation, breathing heavy with your chests rising and falling rapidly.

his cock finally softens inside of you, clearly spent for the day. more cum falls out of your pussy, staining your sweaty bodies even more.

his parted lips find your neck, sucking and licking away at glistening skin. you whine, tilting your head, exposing more skin for him to mark.

you sigh tiredly, exhaustion finally catching up to you. you don’t really care that you’re dirty and soiled with sweat and cum—or the fact that issei’s dick is still inside of you. you just want to rest.

your eyes droop, ready to fall asleep enveloped in issei’s warm chest and arms, along with the wandering of his soft lips on your neck—until you hear a very familiar voice shout from downstairs, loud footsteps running up the stairs.

“honey! issei! we’re finally home!”

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2 ~ Chapter 3

Rating: 18+, NSFW

Oikawa is back in Japan for a National Volleyball event. Afterwards, he plans to propose to his long term, long distance girlfriend and ask her to come back to Argentina with him.

To calm his nerves Oikawa, Iwa and Mattsun end up at a bar before meeting up with YN and Makki for lunch. The trio discuss Oikawa’s relationship and his friends’ not so subtle feelings come to light. Things only get worse for Oikawa when his girlfriend arrives.

Fighting off newly found insecurities and jealousy, Oikawa decides to give his baby an opportunity to see what the rest of the Seijoh Four have to offer.

A/N: I’m imagining this place with community seating. Long tables with benches. Our trio just happened to claim the end of one of the tables in a back corner. So they are in a more secluded area.

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A few stray shots and a couple half-filled beer glasses littered the table. Mattsun had been a little overzealous when ordering but he knew the soon to be arriving pair would help polish everything off.

"Oi, Shittykawa, you better not mess this up."

"No-no, please do," Mattsun added in, sipping from his second beer. "If you do, I'll have my chance with baby girl. She's already admitted she'd date me just for my hair. Not to mention, Makki has been dying to get into her pants.”

The former Seijoh captain scowled, "You guys have no loyalty! At least Iwa-chan here wouldn't do something like that. Right, Iwa?"

"You're right, I wouldn't date her," the former vice captain responded. Oikawa looked smugly across the table at Mattsun.

"I would marry her."

"WHAT?!" Oikawa whipped his head back to the man next to him.

Iwaizumi shrugged, "Listen Stupidkawa, if you screw this up; I'll marry her myself. I am the one with the ring after all."

The former captain's hands clenched at his pants as his friend patted the small box hidden in his jacket pocket and continued.

"She's smart, puts up with your dumbass, and is wild enough to keep up with Makki and Mattsun's stupid antics. You better suck it up and ask her. Because I wouldn't let a woman like that slip through my fingers."

A burst of laughter cut off any response Oikawa had. The trio turned towards the 2 men seated off to Mattsun's side.

"It sounds like your whole crew has it bad for her. She must be pretty amazing," the one closest to Mattsun added in.

Oikawa scoffed, failing to see how the man’s gaze traveled past him in surprise.

"She is the most amazing wom-"

"The life of the party has arrived! I am referring to myself. Not the creature on my ba-OW!" Makki yelped as a hand smacked his shoulder from behind.

"Sorry! Sorry! What I meant to say was- announcing the arrival of…” He trailed off to let the woman hanging on his back finish.

“Princess YN!"

Looking smugly down at the 3 seated males she continued, "I have arrived safely thanks to my loyal steed…” she paused for Makki.

"Horsecock Makki."

YN sucked in a gasp of air before kicking her legs out and throwing her head back in a burst of laughter. Her movements threw the man off balance and Makki turned around with a quick, "Iwa!"

Opening his arms, the former ace easily caught her as she struggled to keep her sundress from flying up. With a grumble Makki slid into the seat next to Mattsun.

"You almost killed us woman!"

"You almost killed me with that announcement! We all know Mattsun is the one with the horse cock," she said winking at the man in question.

"Besides, Haj here saved us! My hero!" She raised her arms to wrap around his neck in a hug when two familiar arms wrapped around her from behind.

Before she could close her arms, she was pulled from her savior, leaving only her legs draped across Iwa's lap. He was quick to set a hand on her ankle to anchor her, use to the couple’s dramatics.

"Baby! Don't hang around with these jerks anymore."

She leaned into the warm chest at her back. Tilting her head, she pressed a kiss to the setter's jaw. "Hey ‘Ru." 

The arms around her waist tightened and she set one hand over his as Oikawa buried his face in her shoulder. 

“What’s wrong, baby?” she whispered into his hair. Toru just shook his head in response but before she could press further, she was distracted by the sound of gagging across the table.

“Real mature, Makki.” She rolled her eyes.

“It’s disgusting, seeing you two be all lovey dovey.” Mattsun nodded in agreement with his friend.

“No, what’s disgusting is having to listen to you and my roommate fuck like rabbits every time I come home. Go find another fuck buddy or at least go back to your place. If I have to hear her fake moans or see your pasty naked ass in my kitchen again, I will end you.” She said while snatching a shot off the table.

Makki gasped, pressing his hand to his chest. “Her moans are never fake! I’m just that good, baby girl.” He winked at her downing his own shot.

“No comment on the pasty ass, huh?” Iwa added in.

Mattsun let out a snort as Makki just shrugged. “At least now I know she’s been looking.”

Groaning she turned her attention towards Mattsun but the man next to him finally caught her eye.

Feeling her body stiffen slightly, Oikawa lifted his head from her shoulder.

“Kendo?”

The guy looked sheepishly into his beer after nodding in acknowledgement.

“Hey.”

“You know this guy?” Toru asked, watching the man across from him with a newfound curiosity.

“Yeah, we used to date back in high school.”

Oikawa huffed while Iwa’s grip on her ankle tightened. The two friends glanced at each other as they thought back to their earlier conversation.

Noticing the shift in mood, Makki caught her eye before speaking up.

“Did we miss something?”

“I-eep!” she let out a small squeal as she was pulled completely from Iwa’s grip and spun around to be chest to chest with her boyfriend, her legs seated over his. Once again, her hands flew down to steady the end of her dress.

“Toru,” she whined, wiggling in his lap in protest of his manhandling.

“Well, I guess I have you to thank for this little cutie coming into my life.”

She froze at the nickname. She had figured out pretty quick when they first started dating that ‘little cutie’ was reserved for his fan girls or when he was showing off. Surrendering to her boyfriend’s whims; she settled into his lap and pressed her cheek to his chest.

She definitely did not miss the way one of Toru’s arms once again wrapped possessively around her waist, his other hand gripping her thigh. His thumb traced imaginary circles on her skin while he engaged in a conversation with her ex.

It was cordial enough, the conversation flowing as she grabbed the setter’s abandoned beer to finish it off. She had met the boys during her sophomore year of college through her roommate, Makki’s on and off fwb.

That being the case, the boys couldn’t pass up the opportunity to learn more about their favorite girl’s high school days. Preferably any embarrassing moments that could be shared. Oikawa’s thumb continued to caress her leg, slipping unnoticed to her inner thigh.

Tuning out the awkward conversation between her former and current boyfriend, she let the alcohol and the steady rhythm of Toru’s heartbeat lull her into a false sense of relaxation.

Honestly, things seemed to be going smoothly until Makki piped up with a quick, “So what’s she like in the sack?”

Kendo choked on air and Oikawa’s grip on her thigh tightened momentarily before relaxing.

She should have known not to let her guard down with the way Oikawa had been acting; but nothing could have prepared her for the sudden feeling of his long fingers pressed against her cotton covered center.

Fully tuning out the rest of the conversation, she eyed him warily. The table was tall enough to hide his wandering hand from those across from them. But she could only hope that Hajime couldn’t tell what his best friend was currently doing less than a foot away.

When she tried to ease her body away from Oikawa’s she was stopped by the arm still wrapped around her waist. Changing tactics, she leaned forward to quickly whisper in his ear. 

“What are you doing?” 

Pointedly ignoring her question, he continued the conversation and used his thumb nail to drag her panties across her clit. She shivered at the sensation and buried her face into his chest, hands gripping his shirt to ground herself. 

It felt good. Too good. Toru always knew how to rile her up with just a few touches. 

She couldn’t stop the small hitch in her breath when two of his fingers delicately slipped past the fabric and into her warmth. She reflexively jerked her hips at the intrusion, sucking his fingers in and forcing the back of his hand against his own bulge. The sensation brought Oikawa’s attention back to her. 

“Are you okay, baby?” 

His free hand petting her hair a few times as if he was trying to calm her down. 

“I-I’m” she struggled to come up with something. “Just hungry. Thought we were going to get food after this.” 

Makki laughed, “When are you not hungry?!” 

She turned her head to look at the strawberry blond, but her response died on her lips with a curl of Oikawa’s fingers inside her. She let out a soft whimper feeling the heat rush to her cheeks and buried her face back into his shirt. 

"My poor baby," he cooed. 

Taking advantage of the moment, Oikawa removed his fingers from her and unzipped his pants. Pulling his cock through the opening, he lifted her carefully as if he was just pulling her closer and fully sheathed himself.   

Throwing her arms around his neck for support she moaned into his shoulder. Oikawa closed his eyes and bit his cheek to keep himself from groaning. 

Not wanting to give the setter all the control, she clenched around his cock, forcing a soft hiss from the man. 

“You that hungry, little cutie?” Toru gritted out. 

“I'm starving,” she huskily replied and rolled her hips against his. 

Behind her, Iwaizumi cleared his throat; “Maybe it’s time we head out.”

YN dared a glance around the table, no one seemed to notice what was happening.

Fuck. Scratch that- Iwaizumi had an idea if the narrowed stare he was sending her boyfriend was any indication. Then there was the flushed face of Kendo. Toru must have seen the same thing. He sneered at her ex then leaned forward to kiss her forehead.  

“Good idea, Iwa-chan. Let’s go back to your place for lunch.” 

His hand came up to caress her cheek, her semi-glazed eyes meeting his. "Would you like that little cutie? Maybe we could even share with the rest of the guys..." 

There was no way the Argentinian was insinuating what she thought... was he? The thought alone had her clenching around his dick and a breathy "yes" escaped her lips. 

The setter stood abruptly.

Used to her boyfriend’s dramatic tendencies, she was quick to lock her ankles behind his back for support.

“We'll meet you at the car," he said, and she sent out a shy wave as they walked away. 

Toru carried her with practiced ease out the door and to the parking lot. Her dress hung down just enough to cover what was happening below the fabric. 

He stayed pressed deep inside her, each step creating a mini thrust, slowly driving her mad with need. Oikawa pressed her against the door of Hajime's SUV refusing to move until he heard the familiar beep of the doors unlocking. His personal signal to pull out a bit and fully thrust into her. 

She cried out, drawing the rest of the arriving Seijoh boys' attention to them. 

“Are you seriously fucking her right now, Shittykawa?!” 

Oikawa nipped at her exposed neck before grinning at Iwa and slipping into the backseat. 

“Don’t be jealous, Iwa. Weren’t you the one that said I needed to make a move? Besides, didn't you hear my little cutie in there? She wants to go back to your place to share." He flashed his friends a smirk before closing the door. 

The three remaining boys glanced at each other before scrambling for the doors. 

"What exactly do you mean by share, Oikawa?" Mattsun asked settling in the front, his body twisted around to peer into the back seat. His dark eyes bore into Toru’s from behind YN's shoulder. 

"I asked the three of you to take care of my girl while I'm gone and it turns out all you've been doing is fantasizing about fucking her." 

Tightening his grip, Toru raised her up before slamming her back down on his cock. She moaned, throwing her head back, her nose brushing against Mattsun's jawline. 

“Holy fuck, that’s hot.” 

“Shut up, Makki,” Iwa’s eyes locked on her trembling profile. 

"You've been fantasizing about me." She mumbled into Mattsun's skin before pulling away. 

"All of you." She said focusing on the other two males. 

It wasn't a question, merely a confirmation for her. She would have needed to be blind not to notice the way Mattsun liked to check out her outfits a little too long, or how Makki seemed to always pop up in her apartment in various stages of undress.

But what really took her breath away was the heated look in Hajime’s eyes when he thought she wasn't looking. 

Bouncing her again, Oikawa pulled her attention back to him. 

"Fuuuck, 'Ru. Please!" Tired of the teasing, she started rolling her hips into his. 

"I'm not done talking, Princess. As I was saying, if you three think you can handle YN better than I can. Prove it. I'm willing to give you one night. One chance." 

Oikawa’s words hung in the air as the three males watched the writhing female. 

"Hell yeah!" 

"I'm in." 

“Iwa-chan?” Oikawa kissed her collarbone, his gaze never leaving his best friend's. 

"And she- she's okay with all of this?" 

Toru hummed in response, finger tapping his lips in mock thought. 

“Wh-what about the gala?" She huffed out, hands on Oikawa’s shoulders to steady herself as she rocked against him. 

"We have plenty of time. Now what do you say? Care to see if any of the boys could steal you away from me?" 

Despite chasing her release, his choice of words didn't go unnoticed by her. 

"Well, cutie?" His finger now pressed to her cheek, turning her head to lock eyes with Iwaizumi. 

He had that heated look again. Desire coursed through her and she clenched down on her boyfriend before letting out a small whine. "I want it." 

“Iwaizumi.” 

“Yeah?” he turned to Mattsun in the passenger seat. 

“If you don’t start the car in the next 5 seconds and drive to your house... I will.” 

Iwaizumi nodded, releasing his grip on the console, and turned to start the engine. 

"Toru..." the setter turned his attention to his girlfriend. She didn't need to speak; he could read the concern in her gaze. 

“Do you want to give Makki a show?” he asked, turning away to instead focus on steadily thrusting up into her now that the car was moving. 

“Toru." She pressed. 

“Hold your dress up, baby. He needs a good view." 

Fine. If he didn't want to tell her what was going on, then she was just going to enjoy herself. 

She released her hold on his shoulders to grip the ends of her dress. Pulling upward she gave Makki a clear view of Toru’s length thrusting in and out of her. 

“Fuuuuuuuck,” Makki whined, immediately reaching into his pants to pull out his dick. 

Iwaizumi had a white knuckled grip on the steering wheel as he tried to ignore what was happening in the back and focus on the road. Though his gaze sought out the rearview mirror more times than he cared to admit. Mattsun was still turned towards the back palming his erection through his pants. 

“Princess." 

She let out a soft moan in response, enjoying the feeling of the building pressure in her abdomen. Only to be appalled when the Argentinian abruptly stopped his thrusting and the pressure fizzled out. 

She let out a frustrated whine. "No more teasing! Baby, please!!" 

"Why don't you show them how much you love this cock?" 

Tired of his little game, she shoved her dress into his hands and situated herself. Dragging up, up, up until just the tip remained then slammed herself down on his cock causing those watching to groan at the sight. 

Ignoring Oikawa’s gasp, she slid a hand into his hair and tugged, his head falling back against the head rest. 

She pistoned herself up and down, chasing her high while stage whispering against the column of his throat. 

"You wanna hear how much I love this cock? Huh?" Toru licked his lips in acknowledgment but didn't answer. 

"I fuckin’ love this cock. Is that what you want to hear? That it's all mine. That it fills me so good. Fucks. Me. So. Good." She emphasized each word with a downward thrust. 

From behind her came a quick "Fuck!," followed by a hasty "Mattsun, if you whip your dick out while I'm driving, I will crash this car," and a subsequent groan.

"You hear that baby? All your friends wanna get off to the sight of me riding you. I bet they wanna taste this pretty little pussy. Is that what you want? You want them to have their way with me while you watch? Want them to fuck me till I can't walk? All while knowing that this pussy belongs to you?" 

"S-shit! Yes-yes!" He cried out bucking upwards again to meet her halfway. "Fuck baby, I'm gonna cum. I wanna feel you cream around me." 

At his words she pressed their lips together, tongue slipping in to dance with his. She felt his hips shudder, pushing her over the edge to fall apart on him. Pulling her mouth away she let out a drawn-out cry as her orgasm washed over her. 

“Shit!” Makki yelped as he came from the sight. His free hand rushing to cup his tip to contain his cum. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” 

Slumping forward she leaned against her boyfriend's heaving chest. Arms dropped to her sides as Oikawa’s gently wrapped around her once again and pressed a kiss to her hair.

Catching her breath, she turned to watch Makki struggle with what to do with his cum filled hand. 

"Let me help," she said, reaching forward to grip his wrist. 

She shot him a wink before sticking out her tongue to lick up the mess. 

"I take it back. This is the hottest thing I've ever seen." 

Easing into the driveway, Iwaizumi shifted the car into park and turned to drink in the sight in his back seat.

“Everyone. Inside. Now."

[emomanswhore]

UHM SO DOES THIS MEAN THAT YOURE ACTUALLY GOING TO START TRUE EDUCATION W ME SO YOU CAN ACTUALLY SEE HOW FINE HWAJIN IS 🤨💢 if your answer is anything but yes you will get punished by the baton

the four horsemen of the apocalypse

[kenzumekodma]

18+, minors & ageless blogs dni

pairing: issei matsukawa x fem!reader

wc: 1027

warnings: monsterfucking, literal horsecock, masturbation (m receiving)

a/n: so much love and many thank yous to @/tetsurousharlot for having the idea of centaur!issei and letting me write it, and for brainstorming with me <3

find the rest of my kinktober masterlist here!

Six hours. Six gruelling hours of searching, and you’ve finally found the twin to the mysterious door that had appeared in the trunk of the tree in your backyard. Six hours of wondering if you’ll be stuck in this forest forever. It’s verdant and beautiful, if a little strange, sure, but it’s not home. Honestly, you’re not altogether sure you’re on the same plane of existence. Some bird calls haven’t sounded fully avian, and you could swear you saw a jackalope out of the corner of your eye. As you draw closer to the tree with the gate, something, someone behind you clears their throat.

“Where do you think you’re going, sweetheart?” comes a deep voice. You turn and find yourself face to face -- well, face to chest, really -- with a man, at least seven, seven and a half feet tall. Your eyes trail up his toned torso as you take in his lazy smirk and curly, black hair, before wandering downwards. He stamps a hoof, and it’s then that you notice he has not two, but four legs. A centaur? You really are far from--

“H-home,” you stutter out.

“You’re a silly little thing, aren’t you?” he hums, tilting your chin up to look him in the eye. “You’re not going home. Not unless I get something in return. I guard the gates to this forest. No one gets in or out without my approval. Except, it seems, you. You snuck in under my nose, so you’re going to have to make it worth my time to let you through.” Your eyes roam everywhere but him as you feel heat creep towards your cheeks.

“I, I don’t have anything with me,” you protest. “All, all I have is me. U-unless that would suffice?” you suggest. Hell, this could be a fever dream for all you know, and there’s a really sexy man with a literal horsecock standing in front of you. What could possibly go wrong?

He kneels down to your eye level and indulges himself in appraising you. His large hand cups your breast, thumb ghosting over your nipple, and you shudder out a quiet moan.

“Pretty and pliable, aren’t you? What’s your name, human? I keep a book.”

“M-my name is y/n,” you say, more aware now of the heat he radiates. “What’s yours?” you ask back boldly.

“Issei Matsukawa, the Guardian of the Gates of Borea,” he drawls out the title like he’s been repeating it to every acquaintance he’s made in the last century. “Turn around for me,” he instructs, and you turn your back to face him. His hands trace your curves, down your hip, to the swell of your ass, and he lightly urges you to bend forward.

“What are you-?”

“You offered me yourself. That’s a worthy enough sacrifice for me,” he says as he bunches your skirt around your waist.

Your panties are little more than shreds once he gets his hands on them, and you don’t know if it’s the fear of being fucked by a stranger in an even stranger land, or if it’s the way he’s gliding his hands along the most intimate parts of you like your body is an instrument he’s spent years mastering the art of playing, but you’re dripping wet in record time.

“This is gonna hurt, sweetheart,” he says, climbing over your body.

“Is that a promise or a threa-” the words die in your throat and your eyes go wide as you see just how big his cock is. Thick and veiny, you gulp. Is he going to split you in half? Death by dick? Is that even a thing?

“Hey, hey, I’ve gotcha,” Issei reassures you. “‘M just gonna fuck you with the tip. Don’t wanna hurt you too badly.” You nod, and grit your teeth.

“Do it. Fuck me, I’m ready,” you say. And you think if you pretend hard enough you really will be ready. You’re dead wrong, of course, when you feel him slowly stretching your velvety walls with the thick head of his cock. You cry out, but the pain quickly turns to pleasure.

“Push back onto me sweetheart, will you? Make me fuckin’ cum in that pretty little human cunt,” he coos.

You roll your hips back as far as you can manage without hurting yourself as he glides his hands across your body. One grips your breast, kneading your flesh gently, rolling your nipple between his fingers, and the other snakes down to your pussy to rub gentle circles around your swollen, slick-covered clit. With every thrust back you make, his tip just barely kisses your cervix. He groans. You’re so tight around him he feels like he’s molding your cunt into the shape of his cock, just for him.

You choke out a loud, throaty moan as you catch your sweet spot along the ridge of his cock, forcing yourself to keep yourself upright and pummel into it again and again until you’re sobbing out whines and whimpers, cumming around the head of Issei’s cock like your life depends on it.

“Fuckin’ milking me, sweetheart,” he groans, feeling himself get closer and closer as your walls flutter impossibly tight around him. “Get on your back.”

You don’t need to be told twice. You collapse onto the soft grass and roll onto your back. Taking the head of his cock into your hands, you stroke him. Your hands slip easily along his slick and precum covered shaft, and it’s not long before he’s shooting the biggest load you’ve seen over your body. Your cunt, your tits, your belly, all covered in the warm, white evidence of his release. Your dress is ruined, but you can’t seem to bring yourself to care.

Issei collapses beside you, pulling you close to him and kissing your forehead. You sit silently for a while, catching your breath and coming to terms with what just happened. After a while, he breaks the silence.

“You’re free to go. Home, I mean,” he says quietly. You lean into his chest, your earlier urgency all but lost.

“Can I come back, though?”

“Whenever you want, sweetheart. Whenever you want.”

[coldfanbou]

seeing how much thought you've put in the calendar ask, I'd like to show you my idea of a nude calendar.

JANUARY:

Nayeon sitting on the floor with her arms stretching her legs outward, a wine bottle is thrusted inside her cunt up to the bottle's neck, with nayeon visibly squirting and her eyes white from pleasure.

FEBRUARY:

Jeongyeon sitting on top of a bad dragon dildo attached to a chair that her arms are strapped onto, furiously riding the dildo with her freshly trimmed cunt.

MARCH:

Momo sitting in the middle of a king-sized bed with her legs chained to each corner of of the bed and both her arms tied up to the ceiling. Nipple clamps attached to small weighted steel balls are clipped to each of her tits and her pussy staining the bed with squirt.

APRIL:

Sana is on her knees on riding top of a dildo, while her manager anally penetrates her from behind, holding her by the neck. Her arms are raised upwards, fully exposing her sweaty chest and pits.

MAY:

Jihyo fisting her cunt on a shallow jacuzzi, with her steamy breasts and bushy cunt fully exposed.

JUNE:

Mina placed upside-down in a piledriver position without any partner fucking her, just her legs spread out squirting from the vibrator inserted inside her cunt.

JULY:

A horsecock dildo is thrusted inside Dahyun’s bushy cunt as she stretches her legs outward. Lube and squirt drip out of Dahyun as she stains the couch she is sitting on.

AUGUST:

Chaeyoung is fucked vertically by two huge men carrying her, supporting her legs. The men’s faces are covered by a mask so the spotlight is mainly focused on Chaeyoung being double penetrated.

SEPTEMBER:

Tzuyu faces the camera as a double-sided dildo stretches her ass and slit at the same time. She looks in pleasure as saliva drips from her mouth, down to her supple tits, then straight to her dripping cunt.

OCTOBER:

Momo, Sana, and Jihyo spread their legs in the sauna with their arms linked together as their oily bodies each sit on top of a dildo attached to the wooden floor.

NOVEMBER:

Dahyun is positioned on all fours, as both Jeongyeon and Nayeon penetrate her mouth and ass at the same time, using double-sided strap-ons.

DECEMBER:

Mina, Chaeyoung, and Tzuyu visibly drunk in aphrodisiacs as they share a 3-cock dildo while also having mini vibrators attached to their ass cracks, forcing them to make ahegao faces out of extreme pleasure.

that was too much creative juice drained out of me in 15 minutes, might take a short break 😆

-🐙

I mean you did put a lot of thought into it, lol

[haikyuuwaifu]

0.

Genre: Drama, Angst, Humor, NSFW Content, 18+ Content throughout

Warnings: Swearing, Crude Language

MASTERLIST

HORSECOCKS + SMALL PP’S INTRODUCTION

-Issei has a rule. “Never fuck the same chick twice” He’s lived by that rule since high school and has NEVER had a serious girlfriend. The only reason why he labels himself an amatuer pornstar is because the women he fucks likes to do it live or on snap. Man doesn’t care, he’s got LITERALLY nothing to hide ;) Iwa, Issei, and Osamu go out every weekend and make bets. Issei also owes Yachi a new pair of shoes considering the girl he was going to bring home one night upchucked all over them. You can promise yachi was mad, those shoes cost hundreds 🤡 ALSO Issei is the FOUNDER of the Horsecock Trio. They even have a merch line ;)

-Iwaizumi is in charge of the Japanese National Team. He also shares the rule of never fucking the same chick twice. Iwaizumi also refuses to fuck any trainer on his team so more often than not women will transfer to his team via the JVA only to put in a request to go elsewhere so they can sleep with him. Iwaizumi ended up buying Kiyoko three Coach purses and Four different wallets to make up for the bullshit she had to clean up.

-Osamu started Onigiri Miya with the money he made underwear modeling. Once his business took off, he never bothered to quit because the modeling was easy money. He has never had a serious girlfriend. There was only one woman he’d ever had any genuine feelings for, but he could never find the nerve to approach her; and Atsumu swooped in and nabbed her up. He gets fan mail and panties sent to his shop ALL the time. He also steals Atsumu’s girls just to get back at him. Osamu can be the least problematic of the HTC or the most. There is no in-between🤡

-Makki jokes about having a small PP but he doesn’t. His full-time job is assisting Kiyoko and reigning in his fuckboy friends. He and Yachi have been together long enough that the two have decided they’ll get married at some point. Time is a social construct to Makki LMAO. He also hates that the women who throw themselves at his friends think they’re superior when he and everyone under the sun KNOWS just how low they really are for some dick🤡 Suna and Makki make money of the prints Iwa, Issei, and Osamu take. They have a whole ass studio for these pics too.

-Everyone in the group supports the HCT and their antics. They’re grown men and they can do what they want. Their friend group is a NO JUDGEMENT ZONE. That being said, Tooru will not have any snooty bitches at his wedding. Tooru really charged women a 500 dollar entrance fee when the group rented out a club to celebrate a birthday. He, Yachi, and Kiyoko cackled as they watched these women come in droves waving their cash around. They used that money for an impromptu shopping trip the following weekend.

-Omi and Oikawa met AFTER Oikawa had already gone to Argentina. He came back to visit and stumbled upon Omi talking to Iwaizumi. Oikawa pursued and persevered, finally winning out. They’re the prettiest couple in the group LMAO. Osamu is Kiyoomi’s best friend, even if he plays on the same team as Atsumu he’s never liked the way Atsumu has always played with women. The only girlfriend Atsumu had, that Omi actually liked; he cheated on and treated like shit. Y/N is very precious to Kiyoomi. They met when she was dating Atsumu and they stayed friends after. She was the one who convinced him to give Tooru a serious chance, and the two of them and Kenma take impromptu trips all the time. The trio have the most fun bullying Tooru and Oikawa.

-Kiyoko and Tooru have a strong sibling relationship that consists of her bullying him 24/7 and him making the attempt to return the bullying only to get crushed in the process. There have been HCT fans that have tried to fight Kiyoko for a shot at the boys. Too bad they didn’t take Saeko Tanaka and her Angry Russian model girlfriend into account  🤡 As much as Kiyoko would like a relationship, her boys take up a lot of her time, and the men she’s dated previously were too insecure. 

-Suna is the blackmail king, but at this point he only uses blackmail where Atsumu is concerned. The rest of it is stuff he and the HCT plan out together. He also refuses to help ANYONE shoot their shot with the trio. If she’s bold enough she’ll do it herself. Suna has been carrying a torch for [redacted] since before he was moved to the Black Jackals. He’s bummed he never got the other mans name. 

*Bully Tooru hours is 24/7. Mattsun brought a girl home from a promo event and told her the night before it was a one night thing. He, Iwaizumi, and Osamu are very up front about this. They don’t like leading women on and they NEVER do. Yachi and Kiyoko have been DYING to meet Y/N, but mostly due to conflicting schedules they’ve yet to have the chance. With the same mutuals they’re crossing their fingers that it’ll happen soon. 

VIOLENCE IS ALWAYS THE ANSWER INTRO

@dabilove27 @victory-is-here @amberalisa @loveinhaikyuu @black-rose-29 @oppositesunchild @seijqhigh​ @skiyoomii @fucktheworlddude @prettyforpapiiwa​ @prettyinblack231​ @its-the-aerieljeane @bootylikepeachy​

[seijorhi]

the fact that im always thinking about cockwarming mattsun, but throw in the other 3 into the mix? bsisbsjshsbs okay okay but he’s just so fucking huge and you’re crying as you cream and gush all over him before he even bottoms out!! don’t for a second think that the seijoh four will let you get away with it

I think about cockwarming Matsukawa Issei at least three (3) times a day 😌

And to be honest I think they all have a little too much fun watching you struggle to take Mattsun’s horsecock. It’s just adorable when you whimper and squirm on his lap, biting your lip and whining as he slowly grinds into you.

Careful though, baby girl. Keep making pretty noises like that and those boys are gonna have to find some way of keeping you quiet 👀

[finn-ray-nal-beads]

Ok, fucker. I keep thinking about your HORSECOCK IN A BOX 🖕. So now, I’d love to hear your smuttiest ass thoughts and worst possible puns for your AU guys and also for regular old Detective Flip as to what special gift they’d each give you for Christmas!

@safarigirlsp GOOD FUCKING LORD I LOVE THESE CRACK AU’S I CAN’T GET ENOUGH OF THEM LMAO! I LOVED HORSECOCK IN A BOX WITH ALL MY HEART AND YA KNOW WHAT.... IT’S FUCKING CANON CLYDE FIGHT ME ON THAT🤣

SO NOW ONTO BUSINESS *CRACKS KNUCKLES* LET’S GET THIS SHIT TRAIN A MOVIN’ 

Worst possible puns that have arisen in my thoughts for Cpt. Blowhole: 

- “I’m gonna blow my load so deep in your cunts gonna be swimmin’ in semen, whore!” 

- “I’ll storm your shores so good I won’t need to pillage your village!” 

- “I want ya ta wail on my whale sized cock, slut!” 

- “Well, well, well, would ya have a look see over here, ma cock’s at half mast.... ya wanna help me out with that, Y/N?” 

- “I’ll be 7,000 leagues into your pussy by breakfast, whore.” 

- “Captain’s about ta blow lil’ lady!” (IT’S MY STAPLE I HAD TO ADD THIS AGAIN IM DEAD 💀)

- “I don’t need a map to explore your Seven Seas, Y/N.” 

- “How many pieces of Eight you think I could stuff in that tight lil’ cunt of yours, whore?” 

- “This massive Kraken is gonna split this pretty pussy in half!”

- “Yes, Y/N, sing your siren song on my massive cock!” 

- “Well blow me the fuck down, Y/N, you’re so goddamn tight!”

THE GIFT OL’ CAP WOULD GIVE YOU FOR XMAS: a gaping asshole filled with his millions of salty swimmers

I FUCKING HATE MYSELF SO MUCH RN.... SO LET’S CONTINUE THIS FUCKIN’ CRACK HEAD BULLSHIT SHALL WE? 

Worst possible puns that have come about for This Is Sparta: 

- “I’m gonna breed you until you provide me a full phalanx of my seed.” 

- “Spread your legs, Y/N, I wanna see Pandora’s Box.” 

- “Keep that seed nice and warm for me my perfect goddess. I wouldn’t want my sons to be dripping out of those gorgeous folds of yours.” 

- “You’re gonna take my seed so deep inside you, you’ll be puking up my children by the end of this night!” 

- “My dove, your walls close in on me so well the Gods envy that I get to fuck you every night of this existence.” 

- “Bend over, Y/N, I wanna see you take my warrior in your tight little hole.” 

- “You like knowing that all of my men want to have you for their own? You want me to mark you with my seed so they know who you belong to?” 

THE PRECIOUS GIFT HE’D BESTOW ON HIS LADY LOVE: BIG triplet boys (FUCKIN’ HUGE BABIES LIKE GARGANTUAN) 

AND FOR THE FINALE OF THIS HORRIBLE FEVER DREAM...

Worst possible puns that have rustled their way yonder from Huckleberry’s dirty mouth: 

- “I’m gonna hogtie and throw your ass on the back of my horse if ya don’t behave yourself, slut.” 

- “Ya know I love it when ya beg for this cock a mine, Y/N.” 

- “What did I say about bein’ a fuckin’ brat? Ya need me ta choke it out of you on my cock, whore?” 

- “No one likes a naughty girl... ‘cept for me.” *WINK WINK* *FLICK OF A CIGARETTE* 

- “Aw darlin’, ya know I love when ya whinny for my schlong.” 

- “Ya like pain, slut?” *puts cigarette out on your back while your tied up on the bed* “I’m gonna mark you up so no other rustler can have ya.” 

- “I’m your fuckin’ Huckleberry, slut. Bend the fuck over like I told ya to.” *shoves his revolver up your puckered asshole* 

- “You’re gonna keep that goddamn seed in your pussy,” *shoves four fingers up into seal the deal* “not a fuckin’ drop had better fall out or so help me, darlin’.” 

THE GIFT OF STUFFING THAT THIS PRECIOUS COWBOY BESTOWS ON US: rugburn, cigarette welts, and a Shibari kink 

NOW ONTO PART TWO OF THIS FIRE THAT’S A BURNIN’... THE PUNS FROM GOOD OL’ RELIABLE HIMSELF....

DETECTIVE PHILLIP “FLIP” BDE ZIMMERMAN 

Worst puns that have come up in my thorough research of his character: 

- “Ya really want to bribe a detective into some activities, Y/N?” *showing up at the precinct in a lil’ black number and heels to sweeten him up before his nightshift* 

- “You’re gonna take this cock in as many fuckin’ ways as I can make you cum, you understand me, slut?” *practically crying from every single angle he tries on you that night*

- “Show everyone who the fuck you belong to, Y/N.” *fucking up into you as he watches your face contort in full pleasure on top of him* (a CLASSIC Flip one-liner)

- “Put your hands behind your back, ma’am, you’re under arrest... for stealing my heart.” (OMFG I THREW UP BUT THIS IS CANON) 

- “You’re gonna cum when I tell you to, whore.” *watching the tears roll down your cheeks as he edges you for the remainder of the night* 

- “You want me to stuff this pussy full of me? You’re gonna be sloshin’ around the house for days you’ll be so damn full of me.” *the moan emitting from deep in your chest cavity spurring him to spray his seed all over your walls, the warmth channeling through your uterus as you feel him reach into your body with his throbbing cock* 

- “Keep that nice a safe for me, Y/N.” *stuffs his half hard cock back into your sopping cunt after he’s had you on your back for the majority of the day* “You’re such a good girl for me, honey.” *pets your head while you wail into the bedroom, your guts having been rearranged the entire day while you’d been strapped to the mattress*

WHAT CANON FLIP GIVES US FOR THE HOLIDAYS: a limp and dislocated hips (also maybe necklace or some earrings he saw at the store when he was buying milk during his lunch break)

GOD FUCKING DAMMIT I LOVE TUESDAYS! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THESE ASKS I LITERALLY LOVE WRITING THESE CRACK HEAD THOTS! MERRY CHRYSLER EVERYONE AND MAKE SURE TO GET STUFFED LIKE A STOCKING THIS HOLIDAY SEASON, COURTESY OF CPT. BLOWHOLE!🥴

[undermattsun-archive]

that anon clearly forgot that there is a pic of four horsecock men... suna is one of 'em... he may be a virgin but his dick is h u g e babe.. give some credit to his name😌

he’s a canon virgin with big MEAT

[b0ba-chan]

THESE CURSED HC’S MAKE ME WHERZE PLEASE YALL I ALRRWSDY CANT BREATHE PROPERLY💀

Also you’re living yhe fucking dream with you rin and issei anons pls get railed by both

HOLY FUCK I SWEAR I DREAMT OF ME SENDING THIS EXACT ASK A FEW MONTHS AGO

no more issei i have not committed my loyalty to rin but i still want the rest for the four horsecocks to gather here