#i love how they did this hngh

[ice-cream-beat]

parallels: KH2 BBS secret ending vs 0.2BBS opening     ↳ Aqua casting barrier to protect her precious fam

[the-travelling-bitch]

˗ˏˋ– 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮

summary: your boyfriend undoubtedly loves you very much but some positions just get him going unlike any other

pairings: bachira :: nagi :: chigiri :: kaiser :: sae :: rin :: reo x fem! reader; all characters are aged up (my babies are all professional strikers now (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ)

warnings: i’ll put individual warnings on each part to not flood this intro but i’d say there’s a tendency for dom! character (overall pretty tame though), pet names, cursing; please do tell me if i missed anything ♡

a/n: ahhh i had so much fun writing this, i literally put everything else on the back burner for this; thank you again to @softbajis and @mari-on-dragonspine for boosting my ego on this, otherwise it might’ve died in my drafts; if you enjoy this, reblogs or comments would be much appreciated (feedback really gets me going hehe)

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♛ 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔

tw: creampies, slight hair pulling (f! receiving), manhandling, implied multiple rounds

Bachira is insatiable, to say the least. Chances are his stamina outlasts yours by a longshot. And he’s so absolutely enamoured with you, his favourite position is whichever one he currently has you in. Although there are some you find yourself in more often than others: namely riding him, which almost always turns into him lifting you up by the hips and slamming you back down on him; being nearly folded in half as his hands grab at the flesh of your thighs and Bachira presses you into the mattress with his weight alone; and burying your face into the pillow as he holds you up by the hips, one hand tangling in your hair. Absolutely has bent you over every piece of furniture in your home before, he’s a monster in his own right…

Fingers were dancing up your spine and pressing you down further into the cushions, accompanied by playful laughter that absolutely didn’t match Bachira’s ruthless thrusts which had you gripping onto the armrest of the couch harder. How did you get here again? Your boyfriend came home from practice… and next thing you knew he was rearranging your guts.

“Ah, Meguru… ‘s too deep, I can’t–” you panted, breathless from the effort of trying to keep up with the man behind you. Seriously, shouldn't he be tired after running around all day? Where did he take all that energy from?

“What was that? Sorry, baby, I can’t hear you over the sounds of your wet pussy.” You could practically see his smirk without even having to crane your head around. The hand on your back tangled into your hair, your body bowing as he slightly raised your head, creating a new angle for him to drive his cock into you, his balls smacking against your sensitive folds. “You want me to go deeper, ‘s that it?”

You loved this, you loved this a little too much perhaps. Whenever Bachira bent your body to his liking, almost using you however he pleased, it always left you with your thighs shaking and your eyes rolling into the back of your head. If you ever had to admit it, you might die of shame but with your walls clamping down on his cock and Bachira’s snigger ringing through the room, you had the hunch he already knew.

With his fingers leaving your hair, you fell forwards again but only momentarily before being pulled up entirely by his hand resting on your collarbones to meet his bare chest. You could feel the muscles of his abdomen against your sweat-slicked back, the way they contracted with every thrust upwards. Everytime he pulled you back down to meet him, a firm smack echoed around the room as his strong thighs collided with yours. 

“Talk to me, baby, you know I like hearing your pretty voice,” Bachira said, giving a particularly nasty snap and forcing a sharp gasp of his name from you, “especially when you sing my name like that~”

“I’m almost there, Meguru, just hngh–” 

“Me too… You can make both of us cum, right? Bet you’d like it if I did this,” your boyfriend huffed, finally showing at least a little bit of strain as he neared his release. The hand on your hip wandered to your core, his index finger pulling up the hood of your clit. When his middle finger put pressure onto the bare tip of the nub, it sent a bolt of electricity racing up your spine, making you straighten in the striker’s hold. Throwing your head back onto his shoulder you let your moans spill freely while digging your fingers into the flesh of his thigh, the other coming to rest over his on your chest. You felt the needy twitch of his cock inside of you as he groaned curses into the skin of your neck. “Shit, you’re making it pretty fucking hard to move when you clench down on me like that.”

Bachira gave a few thrusts before his hips stuttered and he pressed as far into you as he could go as warmth started to flood you and fill you up. The combination of him stuffing you full, his low moans and the practised flicks on your clit sent you straight into your high as well, cunt creaming around him as Bachira moved both hands down to your waist to stop you from trying to run from the overwhelming pleasure. 

For a few minutes, your shared panting was all that could be heard as Bachira lazily moved you up and down to ride out both your highs. You were absolutely putty in his arms, more so than before, as he carefully guided your chest to meet the couch again, all the while staying glued to your body. With his weight on top of you and his cum leaking out of you, that was when you realised: he was still hard.

“You always feel so good when you make a mess all over me.” Bachira gently uncurled his and your arms from your tangled bodies, bringing them down on the cushions so he could lay his hands on top of yours and intertwine your fingers. 

“Let me give you another one, yeah?~”

♛ 𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐈 𝐒𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎

tw: cockwarming, creampies, implied exibihitionism/ voyeurism (kinda?), mentions of face-sitting, size kink /difference if you squint hard enough

Nagi is a fan of all things low-effort, not exerting himself when he sees no reason to. So why bother exhausting himself when he’s perfectly capable of making you a mess on top of him? Whether that means having you sit on his face as he eats you out ‘til your thighs are shaking on either side of his head and your hand losing its grip on the headboard or letting you ride him ‘til your legs give out and you breathlessly beg him to take over. That isn’t to say he doesn’t ever take the initiative; you can kiss your ability to walk goodbye whenever that happens though…

You loved watching your boyfriend play games. Not necessarily because of what was happening on the screen but much rather because more often than not you got to sit there for hours on end with Nagi’s thick cock nestled snugly inside of you, clad in nothing but one of his oversized shirts.

Sure, having to hold still when he was rubbing against all your weakest spots so deliciously could be considered a form of torture specifically designed for you but at the same time you felt too full to complain. Instead you merely rolled your head back onto his shoulder, bleary eyes blinking open every now and then when the mindless noises from the game sounded somewhat interesting.

Whatever he was playing didn’t seem to cooperate with him though, curses pushed through gritted teeth giving away to his frustrations. Hearing his deep groan upon having to restart the level again set off a chain event as your walls fluttered around him and you ground yourself down harder in desperate search for some friction. In return, Nagi’s hips thrust up instinctively before tightly clutching your hips to halt your movements. “Not yet, angel. Still need to beat this stupid boss…”

“Sei…” Reaching back to wind your hand into his snowy strands, you lightly raked your fingernails over his scalp and tugged his roots, which earned you a heavenly moan from your boyfriend. “Why don’t you take a break? Maybe you can focus on it better afterwards.”

“Yeah, you gonna help me relax, pretty thing?” Nagi was nosing down the back of your neck, placing open mouthed kisses to your nape as his large palms wandered under your shirt, cupping your boobs and kneading them between his fingers. You merely responded by arching into his touch and rolling your hips down on him again, accompanied by a quiet whine for him to do something, anything. “Fuck, you’re so good to me.”

Guiding your legs to rest over the armrests of his gaming chair, Nagi ran an experimental hand down to your folds, swiping through your arousal and giving your clit a quick swipe of his thumb. The short contact was enough to have you buck into his touch, a whine for more escaping your throat as you shuddered in your boyfriend’s embrace.

“Sei… Please fuck me, I need you so bad, please.”

“Eh, I guess it’s only fair. Been so patient with me, hm?” His big hands were lifting you up by the hips, pulling you off of him almost entirely before sinking you back down, slowly building  a steady pace that had your eyes rolling into the back of your head with how deep he was hitting. Nagi brought you to the peak of pleasure so quickly, you weren’t even embarrassed anymore at how eagerly you were clamping down on him.

“Shit, I’m so close, baby, don’t stop,” you panted, breath hot against the side of his neck. One of his hands left your hip only to reappear on your clit, deft fingers drawing firm circles on the little bud, boneless in his grip as he kept bouncing you on his cock. The lewd squelching of your pussy combined with Nagi’s grunts and the slapping of skin against skin had you hurtling toward your high at a dizzying speed. “‘S too much, I can’t–”

“You can and you will, pretty thing,” he huffed as your nails dug into the skin of his wrists. “Almost there, too… Let’s cum together, yeah? Gonna let me fill you up?”

Apparently that was all it took for you to come undone, your walls milking him for all he was worth as he held you tightly against himself as you tried to wind out of his arms. Tilting your head up, Nagi connected your lips in a messy kiss, one you tried your best to reciprocate, swallowing down all the moans bleeding out of you. With a few shallow thrusts upwards, his hips stuttered as his balls clenched and warmth flooded you. 

For the next couple of minutes, you both just sat there, trying to catch your breath as his cum leaked from your hole despite his cock still stuffing you. Gently massaging your sore spots, Nagi peppered light kisses all over your temple and cheeks as you simply gazed at him in bliss.

The peaceful atmosphere was broken however when the sound of an incoming discord call rang through the room. Looking at the screen you could vaguely make out Reo’s name before the cursor hovered over the ‘accept’ button, Nagi’s dick twitching back to life.

“Wanna play a game, angel?”

♛ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐈 𝐇𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐀

tw: oral (f! receiving), hair pulling (m!receiving), oral (m! receiving) implied

Any position in which you can pull on Chigiri’s cherry red locks is a good position in his eyes. Be that tangling your fingers in the strands at his nape while he gazes down on you oh so sweetly in missionary or reaching your hand back to find something to hold on to and ground yourself as he angles his hips deeper into you with your back pressed to his chest. If he had to pick a favourite, however, it would be how you grasp desperately at his hair to pull him where you need him most when he goes down on you…

His shoulders nudged your legs apart further as Chigiri settled between them, at the same time smoothing his hands up the back of your legs to push them up with him. You could feel the adrenaline pulsing through you, shifting along the mattress as his bright eyes drank in the sight in front of him. He watched intensely as your glistening pussy clenched around nothing in anticipation, slick leaking from your slit.

“Don’t you look delicious, sweetheart?” His soft voice drifted to your ears as the pad of his fingers gathered your arousal. Holding them up for you to see, the webbing between the digits was clearly visible in the dim light as he spread them. “All for me, hmm? Are you this wet just because of me?”

“Yeah, of course,” you smiled, one hand cupping his cheek as Chigiri propped himself up. “It’s only ever because of you.”

His pillowy lips broke into a grin as he feathered kisses from your knee up your inner thigh, guiding your legs to rest over his shoulders and frame his beautiful face in the same motion. “You really do know what a man likes to hear.”

“It’s the truth though, nobody’s ever made me feel this way before. In any aspect of life,” you whispered, searching for his hand on the mattress to intertwine yours with it.

You gladly pushed your torso forward to meet your boyfriend halfway as he pressed his lips to yours. Carding your fingers through the strands behind his ear, you scraped your nails across his scalp, making him moan into your mouth as he deepened the kiss. Tongues tangling together and spit dribbling down your chin, you had to break the contact to catch your breaths, Chigiri’s panting heating up the crook of your neck.

Hungry red eyes bored into yours as he swiped some of your mixed saliva from the corner of your lips. “Please let me show you how much hearing that means to me. You’ll let me make you feel good, right angel?” 

Chigiri could feel the vibrations of your hum against his lips as he slowly kissed his way back down your body. His free hand wrapped around your thigh to keep you close to him as he took his previous spot between your legs, breath fanning your sensitive folds.

You gripped his hand harder as he gave the first experimental lick up the length of your pussy, thoroughly riled up from his treatment beforehand. Groaning as you slick coated his flattened tongue, your boyfriend pressed his hips into the mattress, searching for friction to relieve the bulge straining against his sweats. 

“Ah shit, you taste so sweet, how’s it always so good?” Chigiri said, voice muffled by your core and sending sparks straight through you. He watched with rapt attention as your back bowed off the bed when he wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked firmly.

More slick poured from you and coated the lower half of his face as he pried your folds apart with his wet muscle just to hear your beautiful whimpers, which doubled in volume as he sunk his tongue into you. There was no denying how much you desired this, desired him, as you immediately clenched around the intrusion. 

But you wanted -needed- more of him. With a dazed sigh of his name, your fingers tangled in his fiery strands and tugged him further into your heat. Mindlessly rutting against the bed at the sting on his scalp, more angelic groans spilled directly into you as Chigiri’s long lashes fluttered shut. The position he currently had you in, allowed his nose to rub against your bundle of nerves with every movement and it had your thighs clasping around the sides of his face, threatening to suffocate him.

The striker didn’t even seem fazed by it, in fact, his actions became more enthusiastic, driven by the goal to bring you to the peak of pleasure. And he knew you were almost there as your hips bucked upwards, trying to grind against him with his hair still secure in your fist. 

By the time the coil in your stomach unravelled, there was no way the two of you could physically be any closer, even though you tried your hardest as you pressed your heels into his shoulder blades and curled your toes. Spurred on by the high-pitched whines and whimpers escaping you as your movements stuttered, Chigiri lapped up every single drop of cum you offered, completely drunk on your taste.

Swallowing heavily as your boyfriend gently set your legs down on the mattress again, massaging your calves as he did, you gave him a breathless smile. Sitting on his knees, he cast one last glance at your glossy pussy, glistening with a mixture of your release and his spit. The sight made his dick twitch with need as he licked his lips, which were stained with you.

Crawling back up your body, Chigiri carefully sunk down in order not to crush you under his weight as you wrapped one arm around his neck while the other travelled down the planes of his back.

“Did that feel good?” he asked, cherry eyes searching your own for any sort of discomfort as he trailed his palm up and down your side without any sort of direction. “Could I deliver my message well?”

“You did amazing as always, Hyoma,” you grinned, watching as his eyes widened and his hips jerked forward when your fingers dipped into his sweats and cupped his bulge through his boxers. “You’ll allow me to return the favour, won’t you pretty boy?”

♛ 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋

tw: oral (m! receiving), deep throating, kaiser is a little mean, slight dacryphilia, sir kink (once) 

Kaiser is a sadist and frankly… a bit of an asshole. He’ll coo at you when heat spreads through you out of embarrassment and gets off on seeing tears of pleasure, overstimulation or frustration stain your face. Having you completely spread in front of a mirror as he toys with you really gets him going. Not only does he get to see all of you, no, he can also make you watch yourself unravel for him and only him. It’s a sight that can only be matched by you on your knees between his legs, worshipping him like a king… 

“You like this, don’t you?” Kaiser was smirking down at you, his tone mocking but he was right. You hated how his taunts made your stomach churn with want and your panties soak with your own arousal. “Oh, forgot you can’t talk with my dick down your throat. Apologies, princess.”

A whimper escaped you as he pulled you off of him, a string of saliva connecting your lips to his glossy tip. Mascara was running down your cheeks and your lipstick was smeared across your lips, stains of the same shade wrapping around his cock, all the way down to the base; you looked so fucked out already and Kaiser was living for it. “Go on now, tell me how much you like this.”

“Yes, Mi-“ a tug at your hair cut you off. When you looked up to meet his eyes, you shivered at the chilly raise of his brow. “Y-Yes Sir, love it. Love it so much.”

“That’s a good girl. Now put your money where your mouth is.” Sliding his hand down to hold your chin between his fingers, he tapped his cock head against your lips, the salty taste of his precum hitting your taste buds. “Come on, open up for me, princess.”

You flicked your eyes from his dick back up to his as you opened your mouth again, tongue lolling out as you took in his form looming over you. His lips curled up at the corners to see you so obedient for him. Sinking into your warmth again, Kaiser huffed out a groan as he held you still, going slow until your lips stretched around the base of his cock. With your nose pressing against his trimmed pubes, tears welling in your eyes as the breaths from your nose fanned against his skin, he held you there for a little, indulging in the clenching of your tight throat around his tip as you tried not to gag.

But that was as far as your boyfriend was willing to test his patience that day. The way your tongue ran against the sensitive vein on the underside of his heavy shaft had his balls tightening as he tried to starve off his release as long as possible. As his hips jerked forward the first time on their own, he took it as his cue to start thrusting.

Your eyes screwed shut and you had to dig your nails into the muscles of his thighs, not caring at all whether his shorts would cover the marks the next day, as his tip hit the back of your throat over and over. Saliva pooled on your tongue, spilled over your lips, dribbled down your chin and onto your chest. The lewd sight had his abs contracting as his cock twitched against your pink muscle.

Pushing his bangs out of his face before bringing his palm from your chin to the back of your head as he leaned back on the hand propping him up on the bed, Kaiser pushed you down on him completely once again as his musky scent invaded your senses. You rubbed your thighs together to relieve some of the tension as you took in the light shining onto the slight sheen of sweat coating his skin, his hair messed up from running his fingers through it, looking downright ethereal.

“Look at me while you swallow everything I give you, princess,” he gritted out as he shallowly ground his pelvis into you until his hips stuttered. With your teary eyes fixed on his again, he let a guttural groan slip from his lips as he tipped his head back and ropes of hot cum shot down your throat. “Don’t waste a single drop, got it?”

Letting you pull off his dick, he closely watched the way your throat bobbed as you swallowed. He scooped up a drop that escaped the corner of your lips with his thumb and pushed it back into your mouth, smirking as you diligently sucked the digit clean.

“As much as I love seeing you on your knees, I think you earned yourself a reward. Come here, pretty,” he said, holding out his hand for you and pulling you up to stand between his legs, sniggering when you lightly stumbled as you stretched your legs again. Pushing your hair out of your face he gave you a sweet peck before turning you around and guiding you down until you sat between his spread thighs with your back to his chest. 

As he trailed kisses from the back of your hand all the way to your shoulder blade and hooked your knees over his muscles, you finally understood what Kaiser was playing at when you raised your head and met his half-lidded gaze in the floor-length mirror across from you.

Your cheeks flared with heat as your eyes flitted across your exposed form, the wet spot on your underwear clearly visible to the both of you, as you tried to close your legs in shame only to be stopped by a large palm.

“Why so shy all of a sudden? I just want you to see how gorgeous you look when I make you cum, so keep your pretty eyes on that mirror,” he whispered against the shell of your ear, his fingers dipping into the waistband of your panties. “After all, a princess is meant to be shown off, wouldn’t you agree?”

♛ 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐄

tw: mean dom! sae, blindfolds, edging, implied overstimulation, fingering (f! receiving), name calling (slut), slight degradation, mentions of dacryphilia

Sae loves reducing you to a whimpering mess before he even thinks about fucking you deep into the mattress, his cerulean gaze sharp and almost painfully neutral. His favourite way of achieving just that has to be fingering you for what feels like hours. Not only is he stretching you nicely to take all he gives you later on, it also allows him to run that mean mouth of his. Whether he’s edging you mercilessly or making you cum so often you barely remember your own name is a gamble though…

The room was positively spinning, you felt like falling despite being propped up against the pillows on your bed. Sweat slicked up your skin as you dug your fingernails into your palms, certain that half-moons would be visible even the next day.

“Sae, no more, please. I’m sorry,” you sobbed, voice hoarse from pleading with your boyfriend for what felt like hours. With the blindfold covering your eyes you couldn’t see the way Sae’s lips tugged up at the corners as he took in your messy hair and the tear tracks visible even with the black fabric wrapped around your head. Your thighs were coated with your own slick as Sae had brought you to the brink of an orgasm more times than you wanted to count before cruelly ripping it away from you again.

“Are you? I’m not so sure,” his voice was painfully neutral as he circled your puffy folds again, lazily running his fingers over your slit but not with enough pressure to actually satisfy you. Against your better judgement, your hips twitched up to chase his touch which only made him pull away entirely with a tut. “After all, I made it pretty clear you shouldn’t touch yourself while I was still at work and yet, what do I find when I come home? My pretty little girlfriend with her fingers stuffed in her messy cunt.”

The harsh tug at your nipple ripped a groan from you. You felt his hand trace down from the valley between your breasts, over your stomach leaving a featherlight trail of goosebumps in its wake, Sae softly humming as you shuddered. His other hand smoothed up your thigh, the simple action alone tightening the coil in your stomach again, too sensitive from your ruined orgasms. It settled at your hips, rubbing small circles into the bone, an unspoken apology for what was about to happen next.

You threw your head back into the pillows with a strangled moan as he pressed two fingers onto your throbbing clit, hurtling you down the path to another high he’d possibly take away from you again. Your babbling from before started once more, begging him to finally let you cum.

“Aren’t you enjoying your punishment a little too much, you little slut? I mean, look at you,” he chided. With his thumb continuing to press down on your twitching nub, his middle and ring finger met no resistance as he thrust them into your drenched cunt. Sae knew your body like the back of his hand, so he had absolutely no trouble finding the spot that made your knees jerk up against your will. “You want to cum, is that it? Do you think you deserve it?”

“Yes Sae, please! I’m sorry, I’m sorry… Please I won’t do it again, please.” If you could hear anything over the blood rushing through your ears, your whimpers would seem pathetic even to you. But right now, the only thing on your mind was your boyfriend’s fingers rhythmically pushing in and out of your pussy with a wet squelch as you gripped the sheets as if your life depended on it.

“Hmm, I guess you’ve behaved well enough, even kept your hands to yourself,” he mused, his tone still cool but his movements didn’t stop. “Go on and make a mess then before I rethink my decision again.”

A constant string of ‘thank you’s tumbled from your lips as you finally fell over the edge of pleasure, Sae keeping his thrusts steady even as your walls clamped down on him furiously and white hot fire set your whole body ablaze.

As you gradually came down from your high, panting to fill your lungs with much needed air, two fingers slipped under the material covering your eyes and gently pulled it off of you. You blinked your bleary eyes open at the sensation of soft lips pressing against your temple. But your attention was soon drawn to the light tap of his cock head against your clit which had you whimpering, no idea when Sae had undressed.

“What’s wrong? You said you wanted to cum right? I’m just giving my slut what she wants.”

♛ 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐑𝐈𝐍

tw: size kink, implied multiple rounds, light marking

It has become somewhat of a routine for the two of you to shower together. While it doesn’t always end up in shower sex, Rin comes home pent-up from practice often enough and who are you to deny him (and yourself) the pleasure of sudsy hands roaming your body, feeling you up and kneading at your soft curves before he inevitably presses you into the cool shower tiles? Although, some nights, you find yourself in the shower again only a few hours later to wash away the remnants of the following round(s)...

Steam curled around your body, rising from your skin and fogging the bathroom mirror. But the water was nothing against the heat pooling in your stomach, your soft moans drowned out by the splashing of the drops. To the man behind you, they were still clearly audible though, his chest pressed firmly against your back as his hands roamed every inch of your skin. 

Rin held you up with his arm wrapped tightly around your waist as he ground his hard cock between your ass cheeks with a low grunt. “I missed you today, (Y/n). So much.”

“I missed you too, baby,” you crooned, leaning your full weight into him. The wandering of his hands came to a halt, fingers running over your slit.  “Fuck, Rin, I need you, please fill me up.”

“Are you sure, love? Let me prep you at least a little–”

“I can take it,” you cut him off, grinding back against him. “Just– Just go slow.”

“If that’s what you want. Tell me if it hurts, yeah?” Trapping one of your hands against the shower wall, he intertwined his long fingers with yours as well as he could. The arm that previously held you steady now grabbed onto your hips, pulling them back to slightly bend you over. Stuffing his cock between your legs to coat himself in your arousal, his light thrusts through your folds had his cockhead catch your clit with every movement. “Ready?”

You barely managed to squeak out the words before you already felt him prod at your core. Even just the mushroom-headed tip stretched you so well, you parted your lips in a silent scream, head hanging low as you focused on standing upright. Inch by inch, Rin continued to sink into you and you could feel every vein drag against your walls agonisingly slow. When he grazed past your sweet spot, you offered a small sob as you clenched down on him.

“It’s okay, baby, you’re doing so well,” he whispered against your shoulder, peppering conciliatory kisses along your skin, sucking a bruise into the juncture of your neck before moving up towards your jaw. “You’re always so good to me, aren’t you?”

By the time his hips were finally snug against your ass, you swore you could feel him in your lungs. Letting go of your hips, his hand came around to press down on the bulge in your stomach, feeling himself nestled inside of you so deeply. Then, he dipped your head back to connect your lips, the initially sweet kiss growing messier until you started whining into his mouth to finally move.

Rin wasted no time giving you what you wanted, revelling in the way you arched back into him as he slowly dragged out of you, groaning as your pussy didn’t want to let go of him. Building up to a steady pace, it didn’t take long for your legs to wobble slightly. He pulled you tightly against him, using his palm against your boob as leverage for his thrusts. 

“Ah~ Rin, ‘s too much, you’re too big.” Your moans bounced off the walls, breathless as you clung to his arm. “Keep going, don’t stop!”

“Saying it’s too much and then whining for more? Can’t make up your mind, huh? Let me decide for you, then,” your boyfriend grunted. Gripping the back of your knee, he folded it up to your chest, spreading you open wide to angle his hips better, deeper, into your cunt. Pinching your nipple between his fingers as he reached around you to play with your clit. “At least your cunt knows what she wants, clamping down on me so damn tightly… you’re close aren’t you?”

“Yes, yes, god Rin, yes. Please make me cum!” you nearly yelled. “Only you– Fuck, only you can make me feel this good.”

“That’s right, now show me how good you look cumming on my cock.” His words were searing against your neck as you crumbled underneath him. You quivered in his arms as he shushed you, gently setting your knee back down and running the flat of palms down your sides. When you had stopped grinding back into him in a post-orgasmic haze, Rin pulled out and spun you around.

Hoisting you up with his hands grabbing at the fat of your ass, the striker caged you against the wall as you wrapped your legs around his hips. Cradling the back of your head in his large palm, he took in your fucked out expression with half-lidded eyes before stealing all air from your lungs again in a hungry kiss. He swiped his tongue along your bottom lip, asking for entry which you gladly granted. Tangling your tongues together, it still wasn’t enough to distract you from the way he lined himself up with your cunt again.

“Gorgeous as always,” he mumbled against your lips, cerulean eyes focused solely on you. “You can do that again for me, right? Want you to cum with me this time.”

♛ 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐎

tw: switch! reo, soft dom! reo, lingerie, bondage, face-sitting, fingering (f! receiving), oral (f!receiving), light marking, praise, pet names, mentions of exhibitionism

Reo and you are on equal playing grounds both in and outside the bedroom. Taking turns teasing each other, riling the other up until they can’t take it anymore, that’s what makes being with Reo fun. You never know what to expect when you get intimate with him; will you watch as you order him to get himself off before you even think about touching him or will Reo have your nude form pressed against the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows of his penthouse? Perhaps neither of you will take control as you exchange slow caresses, drunk on the taste of each other? As always, Reo does it all and he does it so perfectly… 

“Don’t you look gorgeous, baby?” Lithe fingers danced across the red silk binding your thighs together, experimentally hooking his index and middle finger under the material, effectively pulling your exposed core closer to his face.

The plan for this night had been to tease him, the pretty lingerie you had put on especially for that sake lying discarded somewhere between the door and bed. Reo had apparently had a similar incentive this time around, not willing to hand over the reins so readily and the flimsy material you wore only spurred him on as he produced the red bindings from behind his back.

In his defence, you didn’t put up much of a fight as he crowded you against the bed, his large hands running up your spine to unclasp the lacey bra. As he slid the straps off your shoulders, his mouth busied itself by sucking blooming purple marks against your skin while you felt up the muscles underneath his shirt. The second his hands were free, one of them clasped both your wrists behind your back before loosely wrapping the silk around them.

“This okay, bunny?” he whispered against the shell of your ear and, frankly, the speed at which you nodded should have been embarrassing but you were way too curious to find out where this was going. The striker chuckled at your eager response, fastening the glossy red against your skin. “Aren’t you just the cutest? Don’t worry, I’ll make it worth your while.”

That was how you found yourself with your knees on either side of Reo’s head, quivering from both the effort to keep yourself upright and his tongue flicking continuously against your clit. You could feel the slick leaking out of you, pooling on the lower half of your boyfriend’s face as his fingers diligently worked you up to your orgasm. Curling his digits into you, he was searching for that one spot that always had you seeing stars and when he found it, you rocked your hips forward with a needy whine, trying to grind down on him to the best of your abilities.

With glossy eyes, you watched as Reo’s crinkled in amusement at your desperation, deliberately pressing into your sweet spot over and over to see you fall apart for him. Fire was licking up your spine as you wriggled in his grasp, the hand on your back immediately holding onto your bound wrists when he noticed you were about to topple over. Pulling your arms down, he arched your back to only press you further into him.

He shushed your cries of his name gently, the vibrations of his voice sending sparks directly into your bundle of nerves. “You’re doing so well for me. Now show me how good I make you feel when you cum all over my fingers and tongue, yeah?”

By now, you were reliant on the way he held you up, your own bones seemingly turned to jelly as his mouth wrapped around your clit, gently sucking on it and giving the faintest graze of his teeth against it. The effect was instantaneous as you hiccuped his name, the tight knot in your stomach snapping as you released all over him.

“Fuck, that’s it, baby,” letting you ride out your orgasm before slowly pulling his fingers from your pussy and licking them clean, his grin was finally visible to you. Smoothing his hands up your trembling thighs, he squished the flesh around the silk, a mischievous glint in his violet eyes.

“Let’s see what else we can use this for, now that I already have you like this.”

[indouloureux]

*clears throat* so, as the whore that i am, i was thinking about steve being rough on you for the first time, he getting a little to excited in the moment and trying to push into your ass but stopping himself before it and being all like "shit.... i'm sorry, honey" just so you could tell him that you want him to ruin your ass so bad 🙏🏾

hngghh okay teddy okay okay okay okay

18+ mdni. cw: piv, unprotected sex, breeding kink, anal, breeding kink, doggy. fem!reader

his grunts are borderline animalistic, his pace fast and unforgiving, the tip of his cock practically prodding at your cervix. it's no secret steve harrington's cock is almost as thick as a fucking soda can (are you calling him a slut?...no); and fuck, do you love having your cunt ruined by him.

leaving you all gaping and twitching; legs and thighs, maybe even your whole body aching. when he stuffs you full of his seed, breeding you, let his cum slip out from your pussy down to your puckered hole. it's filthy.

and you love filthy.

your face is smushed against his pillow, rich of his scent and your sweat that drips down onto the soft fabric. your ass ripples at his thrusts, his hand tight on your waist and heavy on the dip of your spine.

steve thumbs at your clit, fast rubs that make your toes curl and your mind a puddle. your language being incoherent praises and moans that range between sobs to high-pitched whines.

“god, this pussy,” he throws his head back, pistons his dick deep inside your gummy, warm walls. “'s like it's made just to be bred, hm? little pussy made to take all my cum? get stuffed full, making your belly all swollen?”

nodding, you twist your head and rest your cheek on the pillow. “hngh– yeah. yes– oh fuck. pussy's jus' for you to breed, stevie– oh, yes!”

he fucks himself easily with how wet you are, which makes him accidentally pull out mid thrust and prod your asshole with his tip. you whimper, jolting up that you almost hit yourself on his headboard.

"shit! fuck, honey, i'm sorry," he leans down, stomach pressed on the bottom of your spine and chest on your back, hand coming up to push your hair out of your face. "you alright, babe? god, i knew this was gonna happen–"

"steve," you take his hand into yours. "i'm fine. didn't hit my head. and i wanted this, remember," you bring his knuckles to your lips, planting a soft, open mouthed kiss to his scars. "just wan' you to fuck me open. fuck me in the ass, please,"

the concern in his face returns to its lust driven haze. steve gives your cheek a quick kiss before he goes back on his knees, kneading the pudgy flesh of your ass as he lines himself to your rim.

"want me to fuck your little virgin hole, open?" he taunts. "think you can handle it, sweetheart? think you can handle my big boy?"

"please don't say that again,"

"roger that, mama," he feigns salutation. steve bends down, lets a fat glob of his spit trail down to your ass before he lathers it with his thumb. "you said you wanted it rough, hm?"

he pushes himself in without warning, with ease; it's not the first time he's got something up your ass anyway (just his fingers and a silver plug to train you). you mewl, hands unclenching his sheets, fingers spread open and you feel your eyes sting.

steve's balls rest heavy on your cunt, the slickness of your folds lathered on the loose skin of his sack. he chuckles at your blissful pain, hand twirling around your neck.

"gonna stuff your ass full of my cum, baby. you wanted that, did you? have both your holes full of me you'd be fuckin' pregnant tomorrow. gon' make sure all my spent'll leak out of you until next week. gonna fucking breed you, honey."

reblogs and feedback are appreciated <3

[luvyeni]

Jealous Soobin? (blond soob has a choke hold on me)

ALL MINE; CHOI SOOBIN

pairings. Bestfriend!soobin x Fem!reader

wc. 812

warnings. jealous soobin, choking, name calling, soobin has a size kink, dumbification, a little bit of degradation

blonde soobin has to be on of my favorite blonde idol moments (blonde chan i love you)

soobin being your bestfriend who also has a crush on you.

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Soobin wished he'd never introduced you to his friends, but to be fair he didn't expect you and beomgyu to get along so well.

He watched with envy as you and beomgyu joked around. you and soobin had been friend for years, and not once had he seen you laugh at a joke the way you did, so why the hell were you being so friendly with him.

Not only that, but beomgyu was being extra friendly towards you. Opening the doors for you, holding your things, being touchy.

Too fucking touchy in his opinion, his hands on your bare thigh, hands on your lower back— soobin loved his friend, but if his hand inched any higher he was gonna take a finger or two off.

"＿ can i talk to you?" he got up, making his way into his room.

Knowing why he was upset, you got up and followed behind him. Of course you could see it all in his face... he was jealous.

You were tired of trying to subtly give him hints that you wanted him to fuck dumb, so you decided to make him jealous.

You soon found out that maybe you had might've biten off way more than you could chew.

"You're doing this on purpose." He pinned you against the door. "All you had to do was ask me to fuck you, you didn't have to whore yourself out to my friend." He smirked against your skin.

"I've been hinting at for weeks, are you really that clueless?" He scoffed, wrapping his hand around your neck, squeezing lightly.

"Fucking brat." He slammed his lips into yours, your mind getting fuzzy from his actions.

You needed to feel him more, so you tried to grab his roots, but much to your surprised, he took his hand off your neck, trapping both your hands against the door.

"Did i say you could touch me?" He growled in your ear, his tone soaking your panties.

"Please~ soobin." You desperately whined.

He picked you up, throwing you on the bed, his huge frame hovering above you. "You want me to touch you baby?"

You were rendered speechless as his hand began to wonder up your skirt, stopping right where you needed him.

"N-no please keep going." you didn't care how desperate you sounded, horniness clouding your brain.

"So so needy baby, why didn't you ask beomgyu to touch you?" He touched you over your underwear. "So wet, did he make you this wet?"

"No you, i only want you, soobin please." You began to grind your hips down on his hand.

"Cum on my fingers first, then maybe i'll fuck you." He rubbed harsh circles on your clit.

"f-fuck soo-hngh- i-i'm coming, fuck! " He pinned your waist down, as you shook from the aftershock.

"Such a good girl."

He bunched your skirt up on your hip, pulling your panties down your leg. "Such a pretty little pussy."

His lewd word had you throwing your head back. "Soobin~ i need you."

He got up, discarding his pants and underwear, and he didn't disappoint... be was huge.

"Does it have you going dumb already?" He slapped his tip against your sensitive clit, causing you to arch your back, moaning.

"Your so small down there princess, what if I don't fit." You shook your head. "I-i can take it i promise."

He pushed into you, both of you moaning out. "Fuck- so fucking tight- you're squeezing me baby." He began to pick up his pace.

"Soo-soobin."

"Fuck- you think beomgyu can fuck you like this? hmm, think he can fuck you like I can?" His jealousy was getting the better of him, his thrust getting rougher, hand finding it's way back to your throat.

"You're mine, no one can fuck you like i can, no one will ever be able to fuck you like i can." He used his free hand to rub harsh circles, increasing your pleasure.

You were speechless, eyes rolled to the back of your head... you were such a pretty sight in his eyes.

"Fucked so dumb baby, say you're mine and you can cum." He kept up his harsh thrust.

"S-so— come on pretty just say it."

"i-im y-yours- fuck! i-i cant hold i-it." He gave you three more deep thrust before speaking up.

"Cum."

"Soobin, fuck!" You came with a loud moan.

He pulled out, tugging on his cock three times, before painting the outside of your puffy pussy white.

He waited for you to come down from your high, before he got up to get a rag to clean you up. "You did such a good job."

He layed down next to you, pulling you close to him. "I didn't know how jealous you could be."

"Maybe i should flirt with beomgyu again." you smirked.

"do it, and i fuck you until you walk."

©️LUVYENI

[h0n3yj4y]

♡STFU♡

This was a request for someone but Tumblr deleted the draft that I had and it also deleted the persons request thingy so if u were the one that requested agedup Mike and Short reader hardcore smut PLS LEMME KNOW!! (i am very sad this happened, fuck u tumblr💔)

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Mean!Mike Wheeler x Short!fem reader

Nsfw- aged up Mike to 19 👍

Warnings: rough sex, degrading, slapping, choking, biting, p in v, pinning, porn w/ no plot, fluff at the end, height kink, a teeny bit of blood

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You and Mike always had nice, slow paced fuck sessions. All so nice and sweet, both of u peppering each other with kisses and hickeys and so on. But today? Oh today was far from slow and sweet.

Mike had both ur arms pinned above u in a tight stinging grip as he was pounding in and out of u. He was going so unbelievable fast, u didn't know how much more u could take of his huge cock if he kept going at this pace, u felt like he'd break u. You let him know he was going way too fast and hard but of course Mike didn't give two shits about how fast and hard he was abusing ur tight cunt. All he did was smirk and go harder.

You were a whining, whimpering and moaning mess, a bit too loud honestly and Mike, of course, had to take care of that. He took his free hand and wrapped it around ur neck with a firm tight grip as he leaned close to ur ear. "Listen up you lil bitch. You better shut the fuck up, if not, i ain't gonna stop abusing the shit out of ur dripping cunt." all you could do was nod, not being able to mutter out a single word as you're trying your hardest not to let out any loud noises and Mike knew this but yet he wanted a verbal response from u. "Hmm? What's that? C'mon now, use ur fucking words. I know u can." he said so in a mocking tone. You look away from Mike and try to mutter out "y-y-yes...Ma-aster" to which u succeeded, well, would've if it didn't come out as one loud moan.

Mike slaps ur right cheek making u whimper in pain, he then grabbes ur chin, lifting it up so u are looking at him straight in the eyes, not allowing u to move ur head. "Nuh uh uh, what did i say bout being loud princess? Guess I'll have to punish u for being a bad girl and not obeying one simple fucking rule. Ur such a dumb slut." He lets go of ur chin, leaning down to the crook of ur neck as he lightly traces his lips over ur sensitive spot making u shiver. Mike then bites down harshly on ur sensitive spot, a bit of blood trickles down as Mike bit really really hard, he then licks it off, making u moan and dig ur nails into his back. He starts to pick up his fast pace again, this time going harder than ever as he slammed into u.

U were very close to cumming as u felt a knot form at ur lower stomach "M-Mikey...i-im so c-close hngh~" - "M-me too, hold on a lil longer tho, dont u dare cum before me. u got that?" you nodded as Mike leaned away from u, towering over ur very small figure, u were always very short compared to Mike who was huge, and he loved this since he could pin you down with such ease and tower over u a lot which would make u submit and do anything he asked. Oh and not to mention that u have a huge height kink which made everything 100x way better, Mike also used that as an opportunity to tease you a lot which would make you all flustered and horny.

Mike then looked down at u with a devilish smirk as he kept going in and out of u at such an aggressive pace and force. "Fuck. U look so good under me baby. So small, weak and pathetic. All mine to use how i please, so pretty. Now cum for me." watching as u rolled ur eyes back and gripped tightly onto him, u both reach ur climaxes, letting out long moans and groans, breathing heavily as u both try to catch ur breathes.

Mike pulls out of u as his cum drips out of ur abused little cunt, he smiles, admiring what he did. He cups ur face and gives u a soft passionate kiss. "You did so good for me baby, so so good. Now try to rest, I'll get us both cleaned up. I love you" u smile softly at him "I love you too, Mike."

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A/N: Thank u sm for reading! If you didn't already know I do take requests! :D

I'll take any kind of request as long as it isn't anything gross or very weird like example, piss kink...

Also I do apologize if this isn't super hardcore smut like how the person requested, this is my first time doing anyting "very rough" and it's only my second fanfic but hopefully I'll get better over time and such! oh and i started writing this at 2am so, sorry if its short and poorly written, hopefully there arent any mistakes. (i proof read this twice but i sometimes miss lil things so idk) :(

Anywho, its 4am now, good night loves, hope u sleep v well. <3 💛🌻🌼

[sketchingdead]

I DON”T KNOW HOW TO TELL YOU THIS BUT THE ACTUAL PHYSICAL QUIET SCREAMS THIS INVOKED FROM ME FOR LIKE 10 MINUTES STRAIGHT I LOVE YOU I”M CRYING I ACTUALLY SHED THREE TEARS YOU ABSOLUTE MADLAD I HAVEN”T CRIED IN MONTHS PLEASE I”M SUPPOSED TO BE QUIET IT”S PAST MIDNIGHT BUT I CAN”T STOP SCREAMING AT HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS I JUST WANT TO MWAH MWAH MWAH AND JUST GHOIAJWEOWA I LOVE SO MUCH I JUST HNGHHHH AND HGOOOOO THIS IS SO GOOD I CAN”T STOP SAYING HOW MUCH I LOVE IT OMG THEY LOOK SO WONDERFUL I CAN”T GET OVER HOW SMALL LIE LOOKS AND THE HAND SIZE DIFFERENCE OH MY GOD I”M GOING CRAZY AND THE WAY YOU MADE MY BOY SUCH AN ABSOLUTE BIG CHAD DUDE I”M CRYING MAN I LOVE YOU HNGHGHRJIER AND YOU DID THE CLOTHES SO WELL I LOVE THE SHADING AND COLORING AND EVERYTHING AND THE WAY LIES LITTLE TAIL COATS ARE FLOATING I JUST HNGHHHH AND THE BOA CONSTRICTER RREFERENCE THAT IS SO ACCURATE I APPLAUD YOU SO MUCH OMG I JUST AHHHHH AND SOBSSS AND I DON”T KNOW HOW TO SAY THIS ENOUGH I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

I feel like if you hugged or squeezed Liè too hard he'd make a squeaky sound like a dog chew toy can you confirm

[kryptonitejelly]

I just had a silly thought and wanted to share 🍯

For flyboy, we know Jake can’t help it- he’s pulled to you. For him it’s literally always been you.

But you know who else has always known it was you? Javy.

I feel like you would have met him sometime in college or when Jake was going through Top Gun. The first night he met you, he knew Jake was head over heels in love with you and that he’d do anything to protect you. For you. And when he saw how you were with Jake? He knew Jake was that for you too.

And so started a beautiful friendship between the two of you.

If Jake had to come get you on a night out, Javy wasn’t far behind. If someone needed to carry you besides Jake for any reason, say a sprained ankle or knee or drinking, Javy would shake his head- insisting as he respectfully would scoop you up, ever careful of where his hands landed. If you needed a jacket, or something to cover up, if it wasn’t Jake’s- it was his. His devotion to Jake carried to you.

I literally don’t think anyone would be more excited than him when he found out about your engagement. He got Jake good and plastered and they were basically shouting YOUR WIFE YOUR WIFE all night- because he’d known how long he’d been waiting. Knew it was finally happening. You were the love of Jake’s life, the one. And Javy would always support him and by extension you.

Over the years you’d developed a great friendship too. Coyote was so respectful and devoted to both of you. Needed help around the house? Coyote would happily be there for you. Jake deployed and you can’t get the car to start? Gotchu. Getting a little drunk with Jake and then sitting at the counter eating cookies giggling and exchanging drunk Jake stories? He’s your man. Hyping Jake up? Y’all got this.

I just feel like coyote would be such a great friend to both of you and it would be so frigging cute and sweet, like he’s just so respectful of you. I feel like he’d give you a nickname the first night he met you like “the Mrs.” And every time he talks about you to Jake it’s, “how are things with the Mrs?” Or “what’re you doing later with the Mrs.” Or something silly that’s a play on you being his girl. I could also see him calling you Jake’s princess, or the princess

Just some cute supportive thoughts for this morning 💛 lots of love

Context: Flyboy

HNGH BABY. DID YOU READ MY MIND???????? BECAUSE I SWEAR I’VE BEEN THINKING OF THIS ALOOTTTT.

I didn’t feature Javy tooo prominently in Flyboy, but I swear my brain has recently been FULL of this and how Javy would literally be there / have been there as the most welcome third limb of that relationship!!!!!!!!!

(Ok I know I know - she met Javy for the first time in Flyboy 😂 so let’s treat this as a kinda AU; but after they met - DEFO THEIR HYPE-MAN)

If Jake is not around and Javy sees some guy hitting on you - he is there, putting himself between you and the guy. I have this scenario in my head where the group goes out clubbing some day after they get engaged, and Jake slips off to get a drink, and there is this guy, another pilot (who somehow doesn’t know you and Jake are engaged) hitting on you sooo casually, and Javy is there and watches it happen for a minute or two, and just goes “hey man, you might want to stop that”, and the guy goes “why, she’s your girl?” and Javy just laughs, and shakes his head and goes “nah, but she’s Hangman’s girl”, and the guy just goes w h i t e - because even if no one knows you are Jake’s girl, everyone knows (especially after that damn proposal) that Jake would do anything for his girl - and by extension, that Jake DOES NOT APPRECIATE PEOPLE HITTING ON HIS GIRL.

And and and, can you imagine getting SO involved when Javy is chasing / dating / into any girl? Wanting to meet her once things are good, and absolutely hyping him up the way he hyped Jake and you up. I live for it!!! Javy would reach a point where he just stares at you both and goes, “is this a meet the parents session guys?”

Yes, even before you were an item, he would totally be calling you princess (because let’s face it, Jake has always treated you like a goddamn princess), and there have been wayyy too many times, when he sees you walk into a bar / restaurant / cafe you are meeting the both of them at where he just shouts “Over here Mrs Seresin”, and it would have gotten you all flustered and groany, and only make Jake laugh gleefully. It would also have let Jake make an ABSOLUTE show (to his pleasure) of standing as you approach and curling an arm around your waist and pressing a kiss to your cheek in greeting, going “well now, isn’t it my beautiful wife” or “hello mrs seresin” - and any service staff who heard it would have been like “what a cute couple” / “you’ve got yourself such a sweet husband” which would result in you getting verrrrry embarrassed; but the two men extremely gleeful. AAAND imagine if they happened one night, which resulted in a loooooong boozy dinner where three of you are happily wined up and drunk, and after that, while Javy slipped to the toilet, Jake just suddenly looks at you, and pulls you towards him so that your noses are inches apart and says “you know, one day I swear I will make you my wife” - you are also drunk, and the words register, but you just laugh it off going “Jakey, you are drunk” / and the next day you sorta remember it, but also can’t tell if you dreamt it or not. Lksjdjxjkzkxjzxzsj

GRANDMA DORIS WOULD ALSO LOVE HIM, and he would often get invites to her ranch with you both. Just imagine both of them strolling to lunch with you and Jake, Grandma Doris using Javy’s arm as suppport kdjslsajdajsdas. And she would also totally be nagging on him to find a great girl for himself <3

[iheartchv]

Could you do a parasitica Leo x F!Reader with prompts and can you do a lemon for it too

58. Turtle bedroom 89. Mating season 142. “Bite me.” 32. “Do you trust me?” 112. Biting/marking 151. “Do you know how a turtle takes his mate?”

Prompts(c) @turtle-babe83

Leo and reader are 18+; this was written by an adult for adults. No one under 18, please

Parasitica Leo x F! Reader

At first, you thought his brothers were kidding. But as you knocked on the door to Leo's room, you believed them; Leo always answered your secret knock. Instead all that you got was a growl, a warning to stay away. It all started whenever he got stung by a mutant wasp on a mission. Donnie locked him in his room for however long it took to figure out what was wrong with their leader.

"He always hisses or growls whenever we knock. Maybe you can try? I'll stay nearby, in case" Donnie said to you. "Be careful."

You heard more animal like sounds continue and knocked again, this time you said in a concerned voice,"Leo, its me, Y/N. I'm gonna come in, okay? I'm not gonna do anything to hurt you." You heard him calm down. "Do you trust me?"

"Y/N?"

You unlocked the door, dropping the keys by the door frame for Donnie to pick up, and then you entered Leo's room. Closing the door behind you, you looked around for him. You saw him sitting on the edge of his, hands holding his head as if he was in pain. He groaned, making you slowly approach him, wanting to help him.

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Why? Why did he have to get stung? And it was bad timing, too. It was mating season. He didn't want to hurt you. He knew he wasn't himself. He wouldn't be the sweet loving turtle you knew. He was always so slow and romantic, but that's not what filled his mind right now. Everything was animalistic, primal, rough...

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"Leo?"

It was silent for a moment.

"You trust me, too, don't you, Y/N?"

"Yeah, of course."

He then grabbed your shoulders and then had you pinned underneath him, on his bed. You struggled and demanded to be released. "Hngh! Let me go, Leo." He was above you slightly panting, as if he was trying to catch his breath. You looked up into his eyes, instead of the usual blue you was met with big and glossy pitch black.

Leo started talking, his voice sounding a little distorted. "The queen is dead, no offspring left behind. I must find a queen and multiply."

"I don't whats going on, but you've gotta snap out of it." you grunted. You tried to make sense out of all of this. Your mind was racing. It didn't help that you became fully aware of the position you was in: Leo towering over you and you underneath him, your bodies practically mere inches from each other.

"It's mating season, Y/N. And do you know how a turtle takes his mate?”

You knew because of your love for animal documentaries on the Discovery Channel. You couldn't help to blush in response. "Yeah, what does that got to do with me?"

"I want to take you as my queen, and mate. I want you, I need to claim you."

"Bite me."

He smirked above you. "I will, if that's what you wish. And I promise you, you will want nothing but me and my cock when I'm done. Nothing is ever going to satisfy you but me."

Your core twitched and you rubbed your thighs together to relieve the burning ache that kindled in your lower belly and spread downward. Your breathing grew heavy and your heart pounded like a drum. Hearing Leo talk dirty to you sounded so wrong, out of character, yet it was so arousing. He stirred something deep inside you as you slightly squirmed.

Leo dove his lips over yours, showing you how much he wanted you. Sure you and Leo shared a few kisses, and a time where things got more heated, but this was something different. Was it because of this.... possession, or was it because he felt this way and mating season just intensified it?

After sometime Leo kissed his way down to your neck and then bit your bare shoulder. You yelped as his teeth bit through your skin. It was too deep but it still hurt; there was going to be a bruise. A moment later you felt like something was taking you over. Suddenly, all your thoughts was just about Leo making you his, inside and out, breeding you.

Your eyes matched his, now. It was like you two were connected of one mind. You breathed heavily and pulled him down to kiss him more passionately. He did as you commanded. You were covered in love bites as he worshiped you, preparing to give you the final dance of the ritual that was old as time.

Leo slid himself home inside you, and that was when he let go. He was wild, but so were you. Your hips bucked up to meet his as you wanted him to be deep inside you.

You cursed and screamed his name as you approached your climax. And even though you came, and no matter how many times you came, Leo wasn't going to stop pounding you into his bed until he emptied every drop of his seed into your womb. In his words, he wasnt going to stop until you were so full, you would have his cum drip out of you for days.

Want to read Donnie's? Click here💜

[duexdub]

Hi! It's me again ^^ I really enjoyed what you did with the Itto x Reader x Thoma request. I'd like to thank you for that. ❤ I hope you don't mind me asking, could you do a reader x Baizhu? Perhaps it's a night after collecting herbs, and reader loves on Baizhu to help him relax. You don't have to if you don't want to.

Glad you liked the other fic! And so sorry ive been dead to all of you and so many of you liked that Itto and Catboy reader one😭 700 notes!! My highest atm.

Dom!Baizhu X Male Reader.

It was an evening in Qingce Village, you were down in the fields picking herbs from the Village, Along with your boyfriend, Dr.Baizhu. You both loved each other dearly and helped each other when it was needed, didn’t matter what it was. You were bending down picking plants, and across the field was your boyfriend and a little girl, Qiqi. You both treated her as if she were your daughter, spoiling her to bits. You saw her help around, picking herbs and glaze lillies. It was growing late and around sunset, your back ached, and you can tell his did too. Letting out a small groan every time he bent down to rip a herb out of the ground. “I think this is enough for you today, Qiqi.” You told her, seeing as she looked more tired than usual and went to give you the plants she had collected. “Okay, Qiqi will go rest.” You heard from the tired and monotone sounding voice. “I think this is enough for me too.” You heard from across the field. Baizhu cracking his back and his arms, “My whole body feels exhausted!” He whined to you. He started coming your way and hugged you from behind, resting his head on your shoulder. You both stood there for a bit, you feeling relaxed until you felt his hands move around your torso, gliding and rubbing your waist. You could feel his breath get hotter, feeling it on your neck. “Lets continue herb picking tomorrow..” you said leading off, getting out of his grasp and walking towards the steps that led you to the village you two currently rested at. On the way to the small house you two were bothering, you saw in the courtyard Qiqi playing with the other kids there. You walked through the door, taking your shirt off, seeing the swear drip down your body. You started to take off your pants, leaving yourself in your underwear to cool off a bit. You laid on the bed, getting your hands on a book you were reading, laying in a seductive position, your ass facing the room. You heard the door open and close, the sound of the steps getting louder and louder. “What a nice surprise.” You heard as you bookmarked the book and put it back on the night stand. You stood up from the bed and went to the edge of it, where Baizhu was currently sitting, you dropped to your knees, and put your face in front of baizhus crotch.

You stuck your hand down his pants and underwear, fishing his dick out. You heard a relived sigh come from him. You spit on his dick, and quickly stroked it to make it wet. You opened your mouth and quickly started at it, moving your head up and down quickly, hearing the moans from him fill the room. You moved a hand to fondle his balls, feeling him start to tremble. “Haah~ (y/n)~” you heard him slur out, as his head was up, and his hand in your hair, the grip tightening every second. “Isn’t this relaxing” you told him, moving your mouth off him. You heard him lightly whine. You moved your hand onto his dick and started quickly stroking it, “hngh!” You saw him jump up a bit, a hand going over his mouth. You noticed his hips start to buck into your hand. Soon feeling the warm liquid squirt all over your face and chest.

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How long has it been.

And my thoma and itto fic flopped so badly🤦 cmon yall 💔

[butterfluffy]

It's Marco's birthday!!!

Can you make a canons for him. Like thatch, ace and the other member of the crew was surprising him for his birthday with his fem s/o

“happy birthday!”

⠀⠀ੈ♡˳· today's the day this blond phoenix celebrates his birthday, so a surprise party was held!

⠀⠀➧ fluff | marco × gn!s/o!reader | headcanons

⠀⠀➧ warnings — none! mistakes may be present though.. so do ignore them, thanks!

⠀⠀➧ requests are closed until further notice! but i do take requests here and there, though it'll take me some time to finish 'em..!

⠀⠀꒰ 🍨 ꒱ notes: @kazenomegaminowanpisu hbd to your husband who never age, ate..! mf still looks young in his 40s. 😭

October 5—a day marked on your calendar as a special day, all because it is no other than your lover, Marco's birthday.

So to prepare for this day, you had planned a surprise party for him, with the crew who is there to help.

Ace was in charge with the decorations, and Thatch and Izou with the foods, while you stayed with your lover who's still asleep, making sure that he won't notice the busy preparations above....

“Hngh... What time is.. It... Ah, darling. Good morning, yoi.” Marco greets the instant he had opened his eyes and saw you.

“Good morning, darling. And happy birthday to you..” You mumbled, leaning forward to your lover and giving him a quick peck on his lips.

“A..Ah, thank you.” Marco thanks, a warm smile on his face along with a pink dust of blush on his cheeks.

“Why don't you eat breakfast first, Marco? I prepared it just for you.” You offered, serving his breakfast on bed.

“Mhm.. Thanks again, but why don't we head up to eat with the rest?” The blond mutters as you avert your eyes away from him, thinking of an excuse.

“Ah... How about finish your breakfast first, then we head there?” “..Alright.” Taking his spoon, you then fed your lover, managing to get his attention away from the others who busily prepared things..

Having a good 20 minutes pass of keeping Marco busy, Izou then went down to your shared room with Marco. “Knock knock, lovebirds, are you two up yet?”

Receiving the signal that you two can finally go to the deck, you hummed, “Yeah, we're up now, and we'll be going there real quick..! Now, Marco, let's go? Oyaji and the rest must be waiting for us there.”

Taking his hands, you then guide your boyfriend up, to the surprise you all had prepared for him on this day.

“Happy birthday, Marco!” Everyone greets, firing the confetti's to welcome the birthday boy who stood on his place, stunned.

“Oh.. Wow, everyone you—thank you, yoi! I appreciate it.” Says the blond with a bashful look as you stared at him with a smile, hand entwined with his.

“Happy birthday again, my love. Do you like the surprise we'd set up?” “Of course I do, I love it, as much as I love you..”

Dropping his cheesy reply, Marco then kissed you once again, causing the crowd to roar with teases of ‘awe's,’ ‘how sweet's,’ and ‘get a room's.’

“Alright, alright, you damned couple, quit being sweet for a moment, yeah? And Marco, blow the candles on your cake, will ya?” Thatch grumbles playfully, holding the cake up for the phoenix as you chuckled.

“Yeh Marco, brow da candles already sho we can finally eat!” Ace exclaims, voice muffled by the food he had stuffed in his mouth, getting a scolding “Dumbass, you're eating already!” as he placed a party hat on your lover's head.

“Mhm, my love, blow it and make a wish now.” You ordered, followed by Marco who finally blew the candles after a moment, making his wish.

“What did you wish for, Marco?” Izou asks out of curiosity while Marco squeezed your hand gently, holding you close to him as he spoke,

“Well, it's something, or shall I say someone who I already have..” He mutters, looking at you lovingly, causing Ace to loose his temper from the sweetness you two are showing, shoving the cake on Marco's face. “BAHAHAHAHA, sorry not sorry!”

© butterfluffy 2022

[urlocalheizousimp]

At This Hour?

Sub!Fem!Reader + Dom!Kamisato Ayato Warnings: bondage, degrading and Ayato being so hot

You were sitting on your bed thinking about your boyfriend, his hair, eyes, his lips.. oh you loved everything about him.

But one thing you were thinking about the most was.. his.. hands..

His hands, those hands that held yours the moment the two of accepted each other's feelings.

Those slender fingers that could work well inside you..

What were you thinking..? He just went out for work and yet you're thinking like this? He won't be back for an hour so you guessed that it won't hurt to try to pleasure yourself for just a little bit.. right..?

Silence filled the room, you were debating on whether you should to do it or not.

You decided "fuck it I'll do it." stood up, went towards the drawer and got the rope, vibrator and blindfold. (my kinks)

You put on the blindfold and the vibrator in your panties.

You then tied yourself up, starting with your legs then connected the rope to your wrists.

You then turned on the vibrator.

"Hngh~ hah~" you whimpered, you were blindfolded so you could not see your boyfriend standing at the doorway looking towards your figure.

He was smirking at your helpless figure, you trying to make pleasure all by yourself at this hour? Without him?

He was going to tell you that he had just finished his work and wanted to cuddle with you but he instead walked in on you, all tied up and helpless.

"A-Ayato-! P-please more~! Ngh-!" you were grinding your hips against the bedsheet below you.

Ayato then closed and locked the door, walked over, cupped your face and kissed you.

You jumped a little questioned on how did Ayato just got here, you thought that he was gonna be in your bedroom in an hour. But then you had second thoughts on what if the person who kissed you was not Ayato but was someone else, you couldn't see because of the blindfold.

You tried to pull away but Ayato cupped your face with his second hand and started to stick his tongue into your mouth, you whimpered into the kiss making him groan in pleasure, he pulled away.

"Damn it why did you have to do that to me like this? Couldn't you just wait for me to get back here for a couple of minutes?" You confirmed that the person was indeed Ayato.

"B-but I thought you would be here in an hour..!" you squeezed your thighs a little liking the feeling of it vibrating again your pussy.

Ayato smirked again as he took off his clothes, not removing his gloves and boxers.

He then proceeded to untie you, you thought you were free until he tied the rope on the ceiling and tied your wrists with it making your arms stay upwards.

Your ankles however were still tied together but your legs were opened making you show your pussy to him.

He then removed the blindfold then put it on your mouth.

"A-ah-!" the noises you made were muffled by the gag now, however you were able to see your boyfriend's face with your face being in the tint of red.

He kissed your forehead then looked down, you blushed at the action then looked down as well.

His hand was going towards your clit as he pushed the vibrator making you moan.

"Oh~? Already so wet for me?" you tried to say something but couldn't, all you were thinking about was him fucking into you mercilessly.

He then proceeded to lift up your shirt exposing your breasts to him and feeling the cold breeze hit your hard nipple.

He then licked one of them as you jumped a little, feeling a knot form in your stomach and your pussy throbbing.

He then sucked it, hearing your muffled moans along with it.

He proceeded to look at you, head rolled back as your eyes were closed.

Ayato lifted his hand to pinch and pull your other nipple, it was so overwhelming that it made you wet even more and tears were threatening to spill.

He stopped sucking on your breast, which made you look back at him with almost teary eyes.

He slid his hand down in your panties, feeling his gloved hand in your clit you started to moan very loudly but the gag was refraining you to do so.

"Mmm~! M-mmh.. mm-!" was all he could hear, he removed the gag which made you pant for air.

He then proceeded to push his finger further into you, "M-more~! P-please master A-Ayato!"

He chuckled at the new nickname, this was the first time that you called him 'Master' usually you would call him 'Ayato' or 'Lord Ayato' but 'Master'? Now that's something that he's heard for the first time and he loves it.

He then added another finger, as he was scissoring you.

"C-cumin' N-nyah~ Ngh-!" you announced, but pulled his fingers away, grabbed the vibrator and then turned it off. you whimpered at the loss of his fingers in your clit.

He then removed your panties, as you shuddered of the cool breeze hitting your pussy.

He then lifted you up and put you on his face while laying down on the bed.

He was facing against your pussy, licking his lips as he was ready to taste you. He steadied his hands on your thighs as he started to eat you out.

You moaned so loud at the feeling that you were desperately trying to close your legs but his grip on your thighs was so strong that it was sure to leave bruises tomorrow.

"A-ah~ hm~ m-more master Ayato~! P-please-!" you pleaded like your life depended on it.

And so he did, he worked his tongue against your clit as you were about to reach your climax.

And you did, you came all over his face as he lifted you off of him, he lifted his hand to wipe off the cum on his face and then licked it off his hand, you blushed at that.

He then untied you, the feeling freedom was then lasted for a few seconds as he grabbed some handcuffs and pulled you towards his stomach handcuffing you.

You were confused on what happened but then realized on what he wanted you to do, he removed his boxers, his dick sprung out making you look at it

"Go on, you know what to do~" and so you sucked on his cock like there was no tomorrow, feeling his pubic hair tickling your nose.

He groaned at that, making him grind against your mouth. You were trying not to gag but at the same time you did.

He splurted his cum in your mouth, "wait don't swallow, now open your mouth~" you then opened your mouth as he put two fingers in your mouth making you choke.

"Good, now swallow.." you also did while his fingers were in your mouth. He then pulled out his fingers in your mouth, gently holding your chin between his index and thumb.

"Good girl.. you've been such a good girl for me aren't you? Now here's your reward~" he removed the handcuffs on your wrists and pinned you against the bed with your wrists above your head.

You've been having no source of freedom whatsoever and yet, letting Ayato assert his dominance over you was so hot. You would submit yourself to him with no hesitation if he you asked to.

You opened your legs for him, but he was unsatisfied on how it wasn't wide enough for him to "fit" in.

"Wider." he replied with a stern voice, and you opened a bit more wider for him but was still unsatisfied.

He put his hands on your thighs and opened your legs till' the max and tied your legs down to let you stay in that position.

You blushed at the position you were in right now, legs fully opened to Ayato, being half naked since you still had your shirt on and arms staying above your head.

He noticed that you still had your shirt on, so he took it off for you. You blushed, now you can't cover yourself.

He grabbed your waist and slowly put his cock in you, you moaned at the that.

"Shh.. now slut you don't want anyone to hear you, right?" he asked causing you to look at him in the eye.

"O-of course, M-master Ayato! I'll t-try to be q-quiet.. hah~" you answered back, he chuckled at your reactions and went back to work on your pussy.

He went faster and faster causing you to bite your lip to avoid making any sounds.

He took notice of this and decided to help you, he put back the gag in your mouth causing you moan into the gag.

Your moans were loud but muffled, only Ayato could see your form like this. Only he could be the one to pleasure you like this, only him and he was proud.

He was about to reach his climax, his grip on your waist was so strong it was also sure to leave red marks.

He then proceeded to bite your neck, whispered sweet nothings on your ear and kiss your neck.

The things he was doing to you were overwhelming, tears were spilling as he kissed your cheek and your lips. You were biting into the gag that your soft lips were seen.

You felt Ayato's cock twitch in your pussy, you wanted to close your legs but the ropes were refraining you from doing so.

He splurted his cum in your clit, as you reached your climax as well. He removed the gag on your mouth.

You guys panted for air, his hand still on your wrists. He thought of something before ending this night.

He pushed his fingers in your clit, as you moaned. Taking both of your cums on his fingers.

"Open." you did as he ask and opened your mouth, he stuck his fingers in your mouth as your sucked his fingers, feeling the taste of your cum and his cum.

He took out his fingers and stuck it in your pussy, scissoring you one last time before taking his fingers out and sucking his own fingers.

"We taste so good, don't we?" you blushed at his smirk as he untied you.

He then carried you bridal style, took you to the bathroom and placed you down the bathtub.

He tied your hair into a bun, filled the bath tub with warm water and hopped into the tub.

As soon as you were done, you drained the water in the bath-tub as Ayato got off the tub and gave you a towel.

You guys put on your new night-gowns, you cleaned your shared bed and went to sleep.

You guys were facing towards each other as Ayato caressed your cheek and gave you a small kiss on your lip.

"I'm sorry dear, was that too much for you?" he asked you gently, staring into those lavender eyes.

You laughed a little, loving this side of him.

"Of course not sweetheart, in fact that was quite the enjoyable experience I had with you." you kissed him in the lips.

"Haha, I'm glad.." he cuddled with you, showering you with kisses all over your face.

You giggled at his actions and kissed him back, telling him to sleep because he's got work tomorrow.

"Alright alright! Good-night, [name]."

"Good-night master.."

[stargazedmona]

mind if i just leave a diluc with a breeding kink here,,, because that’s it. head empty only this

man i don’t even know when the thought invaded my head but he seems like such a family guy, he’d be so excited to just fill you up with his children, and watch you over the 9 months grow hotter and hotter in his eyes- hyngeee that’s it thank you

Nobody would have guessed how much Diluc wanted a family—or if he’d be a good father in the first place. He’s stoic, cold, and distant. It was so hard to get to know him so closely. You, however, knew very well how affectionate and loving he may be behind private doors.

Though he was shy and distant in public, only holding hands or bashful kisses on the forehead, he’s very touchy and loving when you’re both in the comfort of your home. He’d be a great father, he thinks, and he feels like you’d look wonderful as a mother.

Diluc never had such thoughts cross his mind until he had you below him, whimpering and whining, as his cock sunk into your wet pussy. Every time he pulled out, you’d suck him right back in. A greedy pussy you had, and it always drove him insane.

“I’m going to get you pregnant,” he grunts, hips driving roughly into you. “I’m going to fill you up with all of me.”

You, mind hazy and drunk from his delicious cock, nods aimlessly. “Please, Diluc. Please fill me up.”

Diluc moans in response, his speed picking up as he feels you tighten. You were both nearing your orgasms. With every thrust, his mind clouds with images of you swollen in the stomach with his kids. Will they look like you? Or him? Gods, he didn’t care. All he could focus on was that it’ll be a new addition to your family.

When he cums into your sweet core, you thought he’d pull away and kiss you goodnight, but he doesn’t relent. Though he’s milked out from pouring every last seed from his first ejaculation, he continues thrusting into you.

“Hngh, D-Diluc,” you whimper.

“Again,” he says. He picks up your leg and pushes it against your chest which allows him to pump into you at a deeper angle. “More until your stomach is swelling. I want you to have my kids. I’m gonna fill you up to the—fuck— to the brim.”

And that’s exactly what he did. And that’s also how you got pregnant. Though there were trials in which you’d be too tired to walk, too moody to talk, or even just a bit sick to the stomach because of strong scents, Diluc always took care of you. In his eyes, you were so much more beautiful pregnant. In fact, once you weren’t carrying his baby anymore, he’d be sure to fuck another one into you.

[yostresswritinggirl]

It could be a proposal. Niwa forging daishō swords and everyone just knows. Scara during his Kabukimono phase picking it up (and later wondering or even doing the same for puppet reader?). Hm, Niwa brings life to metal so his partner should bring to life to plants? The contrast and similarity is nice.

Slight Touken Ranbu crossover but since Chizuru and Isshin Blade definitely confirm that items can gain consciousness, I imagine that Niwa and partner’s swords do so after so long and just maybe, it’s a family heirloom where the head of house uses to propose to their intended? The whole consciousness part is because I like the idea that Kazuha either managed to keep them in his possession (safely hidden away) or stumbles upon them because of how deeply tied they are to the family line. He has his own sword but it could work where he uses the tanto and his partner uses the tachi.

OR. NIWA AND HIS PARTNER REMAIN IN THOSE SWORDS. THE SWORDS MAY EVEN TAKE THEIR FORM IF NOT THE PAIR THEMSELVES. They might have carried a message to Scara if this was a world quest and you complete it prior to the Sumeru archon quests.

Already cooking up thoughts of Niwa in love. LINKING PINKIES WHILE ON A WALK.

Bloom anon

Ohhh a proposal, I like that! It would almost be traditional and meaningful in their community of swordsmiths after all, like imagine giving the other half of your creation, that does sound like a good engagement gift. Hngh what if Scara lost his half of the sword after becoming Wanderer but puppet reader kept theirs?

And hmm that would be good yeah, like they're the one tending to the vegetation in Tatarasuna, they need to eat something after all! And ohhh the consciousness and it being inherited by Kazuha would be so good, cuz what if during the Mikawa Flower Festival since Kazuha was there, the youkai spirit of the daishō manifests to join and that was the first time he finds out

You know with that souls in the sword type of thing, it's time we acknowledge how reader even dies, how they reacted to Niwa's death and all that pre and post Irminsul rewrite cuz that's a huge can of worms (torn between them trying to avenge Niwa after realizing Dottore's plan, running away to find Niwa, etc etc, the possibilities are endless!)

If they were to carry a message, it could still be unaltered, I mean hhhh we can find a way to make it work somehow hahaha wait I forgot to say it but Niwa and reader wanting to officially adopt Kabukimono as their child when they got engaged, oh that would actually be a cute message they left behind cuz I imagine they haven't said it to him yet (did they even get married before Niwa got murdered? Oh wow there's so much going on)

Keep the Niwa thoughts coming please slfnsonwks I'm falling deeper and deeper and my hatred for Dottore grows

[randynova]

Poor Petal, she must have had a panic attack when she found out she was pregnant for the first time.

She was downright terrified.

She broke down crying, screaming into her pillow, refusing to let Doma hold or console her. Surprisingly, he left her alone, letting her deal with her emotions on her own.

The only words he left her was, "Oh, [Name], I'm so happy. Soon, we're going to be parents, my sweet pretty petal!"

[Name] just couldn't understand how this happened. She was careful, so diligent in taking the tea every night. She began racking her mind, trying to make sense of it all, and search for a possibility why this small mistake occurred.

Until she recalled two months prior, where Doma's insatiable hunger for his wife consumed him. Like an animal in heat, he forced himself on her, ignoring her pleas to stop, releasing his fertile seed deep into her womb. Over and over again, he made sure every night she was filled with his cum, having the sole mission to make her bear his children.

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Doma had to travel southward for demon duties and he felt this was the perfect opportunity for you both to get closer. A whole week together, all alone while he was free from his duties, a chance to finally have some quality bonding time without his cult. It was a dream come true.

However, this place was in the middle of nowhere, hardly any villages, let alone stores, around. All the sources you used to protect yourself from Doma were gone, the foods and teas you consumed to prevent a pregnancy out of reach.

The only people around were fellow upper moons, who stayed far away from your husband, especially you.

Thus, you were forced to endure his doting behavior, forced to play his dangerous games, and forced to let him breed you.

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"Pretty petal. So pretty, so beautiful. You're taking me so well, hah," Doma laughs, snapping his hips harshly, thick balls slapping against your skin. You bounced with every thrust, mewling and whimpering, begging him to slow down. It only stirred him on to go faster. "No, no, no, this is the best way to ensure maximum success with fertilizing you. I have to make sure my seed is as deep as possible inside you, my petal!"

The aching between your legs grew, arching your back as an orgasm washes over you once again. Your juices release over his thick cock, eyes rolling to the back of your head as your velvet walls constrict around him. "Ah! Ah, D-Doma!"

"Mm, hngh! P-petal! Petal! Petal! " Doma whines out, biting his bottom lip, grinning like a madman as the sweet relief of climax fast approaches him. His thrusts turn sloppy and his hips stutter. Quickly, he pulls out and leaves you feeling empty for a few seconds. He grabs your legs, hooking his arms around your knees, and pushes your thighs to your chest, claws digging into your plush skin as he starts to hammer into you. "So-so good! Such a good girl! You'll be such a good mother, sweet petal! Just you wait! I'll make you a mommy, ok? Just- fuck!"

He releases long, thick ropes of cum, painting your womb white with his fertile seed once more. He thrusts weakly, head falling back as he gasps. "Mm, ah-ah, [N-Name]...!" You squeeze your eyes shut, looking to the side, swallowing bitterly as he fills you to the brim, cum leaking out as he slides in and out. It drips onto the bed, staining the pristine, red cotton sheets.

"Oh, petal, please don't look away. I want to see you," Doma croons, pulling out with a shaky breath and looking down at the mess between your legs with a grin. White painted the sheets below like a puddle. He pulls out with a groan. Seeing the way your pussy gushes out his cum, flexing around nothing, it makes him want to take you all over again. He slides two fingers up across your folds, gathering his seed, and pushing it back into your sopping hole with his fingertips. He hums whilsts you whine, rocking your hips at the weird sensation. "Such a pretty sight, you took me so well, petal. I'm so proud of you!"

He's met with silence. Though, it doesn't bother him as he already fulfilled his task for the night. After five long rounds, he believes its enough for the day and he'll repeat the process tomorrow. For now, both of you need rest, we'll, mainly you if you're going to stay awake during the whole ordeal.

You were in a daze as Doma cleaned both you and himself up, changing the sheets into soft clean ones, and covering your body with the blankets, tucking it in.

"Good night, my pretty wife," Doma whispers, taking his spot beside you, his arms slithering around your frame and pulling you close. His chest pressed against your nude back, his legs tangling in yours, and he buried his face in your hair, taking a deep breath of your sweet aroma. "I love you..."

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Immediately after coming back from your journey, Doma became busy, his schedule packed to the brim with orders from his master. It irritated him, saddened him even, that he would be apart from you for a while.

As much as he loved ravishing your body every night, he had to focus on completing every task with precise accuracy. He doesn't want to disappoint his master after all.

But before he left you alone the first night back, he replaced your assigned follower with a different one. One that reported back to him and carried out his orders, their loyalty to the demon overriding their morals to protect you.

He wasn't stupid. It didn't take long for him to figure out the tea you drank prevented you from becoming pregnant, a huge change to the tea he got to make you fertile. The news did upset him, but he hid the discovery and played along with your little antics. It made him try to come up with a solution, where he disguised the tea you drank to better fit his wishes.

Like an unsuspecting mouse, you walked right into the cat's claws.

Anyone who tried helping you was either eaten by Doma or killed by him in another manner. If the actions of a stupid, disloyal follower was keeping him away from his dream of having a family, the demon won't hesitate to get rid of them. They should know better.

Doma's dreams are his followers' orders.

If he says he dreamt of eating a hundred virgins, his followers should offer him the bountiful feast of meat from a hundred virgins.

If he says he dreamt of growing his cult, his followers should go out and recruit people to join them.

Now, if he says he dreams of a child with his wife, his followers should offer their help and make sure he gets his child.

By god, did they live up to his expectations for once. Everyone - from the ones who prepared your meals to the new members who brought you gifts - made sure every small action built up to the final wish of their leader's plan.

Every food and drink you consumed had been carefully chosen to help make you plump and help the baby grow. Every bath had been filled with excotic herbs to soothe your changing body. Every offering had slowly been gearing towards a human smaller than you. Yet, you never really paid attention to the small differences.

Doma noticed how tired you seem lately, how you complained to the follower assigned to you about the tenderness of your breast and the pain of your abdominal and pelvis area, and even how different you looked, almost glowing.

At first, he didn't put the pieces together. Surely all women were like this, right? Yet, that wasn't the case.

He found himself always wondering why your emotions were easily more unhinged, why you ate the foods he hand-fed you more easily, or why you were napping in the afternoon. Yes, he liked these changes and welcomed them eagerly, believing you were finally warming up to him. But why?

After nearly six weeks, you were worried why your period didn't come. You speculated the stress could have been a prominent factor in causing your late cycle, sometimes occurring in your youth. You seem bloated lately as well, you note, or it could've been weight gain due to the food you have been eating lately. Thus you brushed it off.

It'll come soon, you just know it. Afterall, you're still a human and change is a part of life.

In another area of the temple, a different situation was unfolding. When the trusted follower reported to Doma about your very late menstrual cycle, he clapped with joy like a child being entertained. Of course! How slow can he be?! You finally are carrying his child! The hormonal changes affected how you behaved with him and the sudden weight gain explained it all.

Oh, he just couldn't wait for the day to come!

However...

He had to make sure you did nothing irresponsible to push back his dream.

Doma became more strict and possessive with you. He didn't let you go anywhere alone. Even if you were in the privacy of your room, someone had to be there.

The days where you spent waiting for him in your bedroom were now spent at his side. He forced you to sit on his lap like before, feeding you more than you're used to. Any question concerning his increase of doting behavior was met with a laugh and a kiss to your cheek. "I just love you so much, I want you to be healthy!"

Doma isn't stupid. He knew the moment he mentioned, or even insinuated, you were pregnant, you would break down and possibly affect the baby negatively. He didn't know if you were capable of taking drastic measures of getting rid of it this far along, but he didn't want to find out.

With careful, watchful eyes, Doma made sure everyday you were fed well, that you were always protected, and made sure nothing upset you. He went the extra mile to find medicine and herbs incase you ever fell ill. The demon made sure your attention was always occupied to keep from noticing your changing body.

To say it worked was an understatement.

By the fifth month, you realized despite your growing stomach, you weren't gaining weight anywhere else. Most of your clothes fit like a glove except around your abdomen.

Your heart began to race as you wracked your mind of the events for the past few months.

When was the last time you had gotten your period?

You don't recall changing your sheets every month because you stained it, nor do you recall dealing with the hassle of keeping yourself clean. Come to think of it, you felt at ease these past few months, the usual cramps and cravings you felt no longer bothering you like before.

Ridding yourself of your clothes, slipping your kimono off until you're left in your undergarments of hadajyuban and susuyoke. You undid your sash and revealed your stomach. You're met with the sight of your bulging tummy and tender breasts. Pressing a finger pad to the skin of your stomach, it seemed firm instead of soft and plush. With a shaky breath, you pressed your palms against your stomach and...

Kick. Kick.

You removed your hands immediately, face falling. No...

No. No! No! No!

How didn't you notice it before!?

Your chest fell and rose quickly with every breath you took, hyperventilating as the situation dawned on you. You were pregnant. Actually pregnant with that damn demon's child. A bellowing scream ripped from your throat, the high-pitch intensity resonating like shattering glass throughout the temple.

Doma raced to your bedroom, fearing the worse as he heard his wife scream. He ran into the bedroom, only to be met with your form bawling on the floor, hunched over as sobs wracked your body. Followers tried to console you, yet you ignored them.

Doma approached you carefully and crouched down, but the moment he put a hand on your back, you whipped your head and cracked your hand across his face like a whip. He fell back, catching himself, shock etched into his features. You... You hit him? He paid no mind to the followers who raced to his side, asking him if he was okay. He was more surprised you dared slap him.

The stinging of his cheek didn't hurt , but it caught him off guard. He looked up and leered at you with wide eyes. Yet he clashed with the burning, sorrowful gaze you held.

"Fuck you! Goddamnit, leave me alone, you monster! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!!" You screech, standing up and burying your face in your hands. Tears slipped through your fingers and dripped to the floor.

Doma smiled, finally understanding why you were reacting the way you were. He began chuckling, then giggling, and then he broke into a fit of laughter. He stood up and held a hand to his face, looking at you with a crazed, delighted expression on his face. Gleefully, he spoke, "Oh, petal! You finally caught on!"

You shake your head and begin crying louder, turning your back to the demon. "No, no, no...," you whimper.

"We're going to be parents...," Doma croons, taking small, quiet steps towards you. Like before, he tries pulling you close but you brush him off.

"Please... Please, just leave me alone...!"

"Oh, [Name], you'll see. Once our baby is here, you'll love being a mommy. Just like I'll love being a papa...!"

"No... I didn't want this...."

"But I did! I told you for so long...," Doma whispers, uncomfortably close to you. He lets out a breathy laugh. "And now that you're finally with child, I'm going to make sure I see my baby no matter what."

You could only stand in horror, listening to his voice. The panic crawled up your throat, fear taking hold of you as you froze up. With bated breath, you wait for him to leave. But his next words made your heart drop and blood run cold.

"I'm willing to do anything for our child, [Name]. Even if it means I may have to hurt you to guarantee their safe arrival."

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Doma is not submissive and breedable. He is dominant and fertile.

He finally has his wish of having a family with the woman he loves.

And he'll do anything to make it come true.

Even if it means he has to become the monster and hurt you to get it.

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©𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚊 || 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚍 || 𝚗𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚜, 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚎𝚝𝚌. 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜,

✦✦✦ ✦✦✦

[kiribaku-queen]

Sexercise [18+]

TW: rough sex, multiple partners, overstimulation, oral sex, penetration, spanking, choking, hair pulling, smacking (face), fingering, bruising

Word count: 6.8K

Summary: When you go to a new gym for special workouts but you aren't getting your needs met. Your trainer is here to help, offering special sessions to help get both of your sexual frustrations out.

A/N: Okay, shit writing BUT just think about the concept. I took the liberty of writing this piece because I couldn't get it out of my head!! This collab was really fun to do! Although stressful, I would love to do it again! Check out all the other writer's work for this collab! They are all so talented and just W O W

Inspired by the Korean Webtoon: Sexercise! It's actually really good and I was so obsessed with it. Here's my version but with Bakugou <3

Also, sorry if I tag the trigger warnings wrong >< I'm so new to this!

You stepped out of the freshly, hot shower, carefully drying every inch of your body before putting on the exercise clothes the gym had provided you.

You know. You didn’t bring your own clothes and the gym gave you some to wear? Well, this isn’t your typical gym.

It all started when you saw their promotion flyer hidden behind many others on the bulletin board on your way home. You’ve been meaning to get back to the gym and this one looked promising. A new form of exercise that’ll make you come back for more? Curiosity got the best of you and you headed to the gym to check it out.

Upon arriving, it looked like a regular gym. They had all the necessary equipment that you see in any gym. What’s so special about this gym? And what ‘new form’ of exercise were they talking about, you asked yourself.

“Hi, are you new here?” you hear a voice from behind you. You spun around to see a beautiful, fit woman greet you.

“Ah, yes I’m actually looking to sign up for that new form of exercise written on this flyer,” you explained, showing the lady the flyer you picked up. She grabbed it from you, shocked and disbelief written all over her face.

“Who the fuck did this?” she grumbled under her breath. But she did it right in front of you so you heard everything she said. She didn’t sound too happy, by the way her eyebrows crunched in rage. Her reaction made you back away, feeling uncomfortable. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to come to this gym after all. The lady noticed how you were shifting in your stance and cleared her throat, fixing her posture to look professional.

“Sorry if I scared you,” she laughed embarrassedly. “We just don’t promote this gym very much so it was a surprise to see this flyer. I’m guessing you’re not familiar with the workouts we do here?”

“Uhm, not really,” you say shyly. She looks you up and down and thinks for a moment. Then, she goes behind her desk and pulls out this thick contract.

“Well, before we get started, I’m going to need you to sign this nondisclosure agreement and fill out your personal information here. After all this is completed, I can take you around for a tour!” she exclaimed. You were a bit reluctant to even sign this and was about to walk out the door. What kind of gym is this that you need to sign an NDA? But it couldn’t hurt right?

When you signed the last line of that NDA form, she took you on your tour right away. And that’s when you found out the through about this gym.

“Ah, fuck~!”

“HNGH, hah!”

“Good, I wanna see 10 more reps.”

This gym helps their members enjoy working out through the pleasure of sex.

So here you were, stretching your muscles out in your assigned room for your first session. You felt that familiar feeling at the bottom of your stomach due to nervousness and excitement. You’ve always loved having sex. Having multiple partners? Eh, not so much. But you’ve been single for way too long and it’s been a while since you’ve had a good sex experience. Plus, you’ve been meaning to start exercising again so this was such a perfect gym for you. You’re just hoping that it’ll meet your expectations.

You heard two voices coming in your direction. A muscular man with dark green hair and similar clothes to what you were wearing and an angry, blondie with a trainer outfit on were entering the room, chatting away like they knew each other.

“(y/n)?” the blonde one spoke up.

“Ah, yes. That’s me,” you wiped your sweaty palms on your pants and reached out your hand to shake the trainer’s hand.

“Bakugou. I’ll be your trainer today,” he introduced himself. His palm in yours felt so heavy andstrong. He gripped your hand firmly, but only for a second and let go, his presence leaving you empty. Who knew that someone could have that kind of effect on you. You wanted so badly to take his large hands and have them roam all around your bod- You shook your head out of these naughty thoughts. What were you thinking? Sure, you were having sex but this was your workout, not some hookup. Plus, he’s your trainer. He’s not the one you were going to have sex with. It was that handsome hunk beside him.

“Introduce yourself,” Bakugou nudged the man. The green-haired man gave you a shy smile and a small wave.

“Midoriya Izuku. Most people call me Deku, but you can call me by what makes you most comfortable,” Deku says. You smile. His personality and demeanor reminded you of a puppy. But not a small puppy. He was more like a Great Dane: sweet but large in size. Looking at both of them now, they were both very muscular, almost towering over your small figure. You looked over at your trainer who was writing something down on his clipboard. Now he was very attractive. He’s got the face, the voice, the body. God, he was your type. Your partner was also good looking. No matter how much you wanted to have this session with someone else, your partner will do for now. With a build like that, you were sure you were going to enjoy this sex session.

“Alright, (y/n). Since this is your first time here, I’ll run over the basics. Before every session, each partner will give the other a massage to loosen up. If you could lay on the mat, please,” he instructs, pointing over to the mat that was laying on the floor.

You nodded in understand, laying on your stomach and resting your chin on your arms. Deku comes up behind you, sitting on top of the back of your legs. You jump in surprise, but Deku hushes you and gently pushes you back down.

“I’ll make you feel good, don’t worry,” he leans down to whisper in your ear.

Deku starts his massage by pressing both of his thumbs in the middle of your back, going up your spine. You almost let out a moan of pleasure from how good you felt. His large hands felt amazing on your back. Damn, forget about the sex. You’ll gladly be content with this. His hands skillfully rubbed your entire back, switching between a firm and soft pressure. You definitely felt relaxed and comfortable now. So this is why they start off every session with a massage. You were about to fully succumb to his touch, that is, until your trainer interrupted you.

“Okay, you can switch now. Sir, please lay on your stomach,” he instructed. Ah, right. You were still being talked through everything by Mr. Grumpy Pants here. Deku was used to this, so he laid down and you were the one to get on top now.

You started your massage off slow. Your touch was soft and gently, trying to touch every part of his body and get him to relax as much as possible. You tried copying a few of his moves, improvising here and there. So far, so good. You could feel Deku’s muscles loosen under you and he sighed in satisfaction.

“Alright, sir. Now I’m gonna have you lay on your back. Ma’am, go ahead and massage his chest,” Bakugou instructed. Swiftly and skillfully, Deku maneuvered his body around so that you were straddling his waist from the front.

“Oh!” you made a sound of surprise. You could have gotten up and let him take his time turning around, but he had his own plans. You could tell he’s done this many times before.

You were shy about giving him the massage at first. It’s not the first time you’ve touched a man’s chest, but it was your first time giving a massage with the man looking at you with such intense eyes. Deku’s hands were crossed behind his head, enjoying the show he was given. His eyes never left yours for a second, making sure he mapped every inch, every curve of your body and imprinted in his brain. You didn’t know where to look. While he was staring at with you eyes of lust, you were looking anywhere else but him; his chest, the floor, your hands. How could you concentrate when he’s looking at you like that?

You couldn’t help but shift in your position to get more comfortable, but in doing so, you sat right on his crotch. A bolt of electricity shot through your body when you felt his hard on growing larger with each passing second. It took you everything in your power not to moan right then and there. You didn’t want to look desperate so soon in the session. But Deku was making it so hard. Bakugou looked up from his clipboard to see a very obvious tent in the male’s pants.

“Hard already? It’s only the beginning of the massage,” Bakugou pointed out. Deku smirks and puts one hand on your thigh, caressing firmly.

“What can I say? She’s a beautiful girl,” Deku compliments. Bakugou doesn’t respond to his comment and instead, instructs him to do something else.

“Sir, please massage her breasts in this position,” Bakugou says. Without hesitation, Deku gropes your breasts with his massive hands. Every time he squeezed a bit too tightly, every time he readjusts his pose, it was all driving you mad. The heat between your thighs was telling you that you wanted, needed, to be touched. You bit your lips to stop another moan from coming out. Deku takes notice of your small action and decides, with a devilish smirk, to take matters into his own hands. He grabs a hold of your waist and juts his hips upwards so that his boner rubbed against your sopping, wet cunt. With so much force he put into that thrust, your body got pushed forward, allowing Deku to grab your breasts even more tightly. Finally, that long awaited moan escapes your lips.

“There we go,” Deku whispers, continuing his movements. You closed your eyes, enjoying the friction he was supplying you with. But before anything could get too heated, Bakugou, once again, interrupts.

“You probably already know what to do but I’ll explain just in case,” Bakugou starts, putting down his clipboard and goes to the draw that was sitting on the side. He brings out a bottle of oil and kneels behind you. “May I?” he asks while pointing to your top.

“Ah, yes,” you softly say. With his rough, calloused hands, he rakes his fingers up your side before removing your top. Your breasts spill out with a flop, making Deku’s eyes widen in thirst. Bakugou disregards his reaction, continues to put oil on his hands and starts to massage your breasts.

“Be careful when massaging women’s breasts. You don’t want to be too rough that it hurts or too soft that she can’t feel anything. The closer you get to the nipple, the more sensitive she is so be careful when touching them,” Bakugou explains. Like a pro, he starts to play around and twists your sensitive nipples. But just like in his explanation, he used different pressures in different areas to give you the ultimate pleasure. You moan in ecstasy, allowing yourself to submit to his touch. The back of your head landed on his shoulder and you just laid it there while he played with your breasts. Bakugou chuckled softly in your ear and gently pushed you up.

“Okay, give it a try,” he was addressing Deku. Deku nodded with excitement, eager to continue the session. Bakugou guides you to your partner, but his touch lingered on your back for a second too long. You looked back at your trainer and made eye contact with those fiery, crimson eyes. But your attention was stolen by the green-haired man under you. Deku had this talk to many times before that he goes right in to touch your soft, naked tits. It doesn’t take long for his tongue to find its way to your nipple. His wet tongue sliding against your sensitive buds excited you and only made you want more. You started griding your hips downwards to meet his upwards thrusts.

Very quickly, the chemistry between you two started getting more heated. Clothes were coming off one by one. Deku moves so that he is sitting up while you straddle. You cupped his face and brought him in for a kiss. As you guys were making out, you pull his shirt up to reveal part of his abs. At first, you just wanted to tease and feel his body but your horniess was off the charts and just touching caused you to want more of him.

For a moment, Izuku separates from you to take his shirt off and then his lips are right back on yours. Then he leans you back so you’re laying on your back and he’s leaning over you. He quickly disposes of his clothes and then rips your pants off. He sees that you’re already so wet and don’t need prepping. Neither does Deku apparently. When you looked down, he dick was so erect that precum was already leaking out.

Deku leans over you, panting slightly from your make out session, and lines his dick up with your entrance while pumping it a few times. Before he’s right about to stick it in, Bakugou slaps the back of his head. A now agitated Deku springs up, but before he could say anything, Bakugou just throws a condom at him.

“Slow down. Don’t forget that this is an exercise session. Now I want to see 50 reps,” Bakugou scolded.

“Fuckin hell,” he complains. He looks back at you and smirks. “Ready?” You nod eagerly wanting more than anything to just be fucked right now.

Deku slides his throbbing cock inside your long awaited pussy and you swear you could see stars. The stretch from his thick, veiny dick felt so amazing that your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Deku stayed still to let you adjust to his size. The feeling of being stuffed by a fat cock, and by a handsome guy at that, is already making your pussy clench tightly around him.

Deku lets out a sigh of pleasure and starts thrusting. The numbing feeling caused all his hairs to stand on end.

God, when he put his dick in, man did it feel good. But as soon as he started fucking you, you didn’t feel fully… satisfied. The initial stretch was the best feeling you’ve had yet. For some reason, the sex didn’t feel as good as you wanted it to be. Maybe you were too into your head? Maybe you just had to relax and just have a good time. But that was hard to do when your partner was whispering the countdown to himself.

There was no doubt that Izuku was enjoying his time with you, but he was so concentrated on the 50 reps that he wasn’t thinking about making you feel good. He thrusted inside you, not taking into consideration of where inside you he was hitting. Heat rushed to your cheeks in embarrassment. This wasn’t what you had in mind for your first session. You felt bad that you weren’t enjoying it, but you didn’t want to show it. With each snap of his hips, you forced out a moan to make it believe that you were having a good time. Every now and then, you’d let out a bigger, more convincing moan to change it up a bit.

This sucks. What’s the different between this and having sex with some stranger after a night out? They both can’t hit the right spot. He isn’t even going the speed you want him to. You wanted to be pounded into. You wanted him to fuck you so hard and so rough that you can’t walk the next morning. You wanted him to leave dark bruises all over your body but he wasn’t giving it to you.

You started getting bored midway through his reps and opened your eyes to look around the room. Maybe you could entertain yourself some other way while Deku was having his fun. You happened to look at your trainer who was looking at his own clipboard. He wasn’t even paying attention to you guys at all. He was writing down notes. What was he really writing though? Bakugou glanced away from his notes and made eye contact with you for a quick second. It was only for a second but it was enough to make you feel embarrassed that you got caught. You immediately closed your eyes to pretend that that small little eye contact didn’t happen.

“…48…49….50!” Izuku finally finished, giving you a nice, deep, hard thrust to finish it all off. That was good, but not enough. You eventually got fed up and flipped him over so that now you were on top. You were going to ride him until you were satisfied and full. But before you could lower yourself onto him, Deku holds your shoulders to stop you. He became a little flustered that you decided to take control because this wasn’t a part of the session. He looked at Bakugou for approval and he sighed, but eventually nodded his head.

“We can change it up,” Bakugou allowed. “But, (y/n). Now I want to see 50 reps from you.” He instructed.

“Yes sir,” you replied quickly. You just wanted him inside you, you didn’t have time for this chit-chat. So slowly but surely, you lowered yourself onto his dick, gasping the way he filled you up. You were able to fully sit, his dick disappearing completely inside you. The tip finally hit you where you wanted. Using your heels as leverage, you moved in the way you wanted. You made sure that pull all the way out before slamming into his dick again, loving the way he just fills you up. You loved how you were in control, shaking your ass up and down, hearing your sloppy cunt slap against his skin, how wet it must be down there.

God, but you wanted more. You guided Deku’s hands to grab your ass but all he does it grab onto it. Maybe a squeeze here and there. He was so entranced in the sex, his head was tilted back with his eyes shut closed, constant moans escaped his mouth. He loved the feeling of your pussy clenched around him to even think about anything. But you bit your lip in frustration. You didn’t want his hands just laying on you. You wanted him smack it with as much force as he could. He could put those muscles to use and man handle you a little. But you were here to fend for yourself. A visible pout was permanent on your lips but your partner wasn’t able to see it because he was enjoying himself below you.

But your trainer did. Bakugou was paying close attention to you. From the moment Izuku’s cock entered you to your little pout, he noted every movement and every expression you made. He raised an eyebrow, noting that small action and saving it for later.

Deku’s moans were growing louder and more inconsistent. He bucked his hips up, trying to be in motion with you but was getting sloppier by the second. It soon became too much for him and hot, white cum exploded inside the condom.

“Fuuuuck,” Izuku let out one last breath and flopped his arm out in exhaustion. He took a minute to catch his breath while you were getting off him and already started cleaning yourself up. Dammit, you didn’t even cum.

You were gathering your belongings, meanwhile, Izuku was chatting it up with Bakugou again. Before he leaves, Izuku comes up to you, places a hand on your lower back and gave you a genuine smile.

“Thanks for the amazing session,” he said. You gave him your best, fakest smile.

“Back at ya,” you reply. Your smile dropped the moment you turned around and you sighed in annoyance. You hated to think that you’d have to go home to finish yourself off but it looks like that’s exactly what you were going to have to do. Bakugou came up behind you and cleared his throat, causing you to jump in place.

“How was your first session?” he asked. You took a sip of your water to give it a bit of thought. Was this a fun experience? Oh, most definitely. Would you do it again? Probably. Did you cum? Hard no.

“It was good,” you lied. The experience was definitely new and refreshing but the sex was so mediocre that it was almost a little boring. But you couldn’t tell your trainer that. So you gave a sweet smile and picked up your bag. “I’ll see you at the next session!”

But the next session felt exactly the same as the first. You had a different partner this time. A big, scruffy dude with semi-long red hair that was pulled in a ponytail. He was just as built as Izuku, if not bigger. He had the cutest and sweetest personality. And just seeing him, you’d think this cute puppy would turn into a hungry wolf but you were wrong. As per usual.

Bakugou had made you kneel on this couch that he had provided. Kirishima was fucking you from behind but not hitting any of the right spots. His large hands were placed on your hips but they were glued there and he wasn’t touching you anywhere else.

Again, you faked your moans to mask the image of you not having a good time. Though, when you peeked behind you to get a look at your partner, he was in pure bliss. Eyes closed, mouth hung open, eyebrows furrowed in concentration, sweat trickling down his forehead. Damn, was it a sexy sight. At least he was having a fun time.

Every now and then, your mind would wander. It could be many things: you could think about what you were going to eat for dinner, or what your partner was like in bed with a lover, or if you forgot to turn the light off in your bathroom. Oh shit, what were you doing again? You opened one eye and Kirishima was focused solely on slamming his dick in your vagina. Sighing, you had to remind yourself that this was meant for exercise, not for pleasure. Although, it would be nice if you could feel nice too once in a while. Exercise was the prime reason you signed up but like… you thought it would be a win-win situation.

Your mind continued to wander for the rest of the session until you mind was set on a certain trainer you have the hots for. You could see his muscles through his tight fitted shirt, making him look even more buff than he already was. He looked so strong, you could only imagine what having sex with him was like.

You could imagine it now; face twisted in pleasure as he pounds into mercilessly, just like how you want it. You could feel that familiar butterfly feeling in the pit of your stomach just thinking about it. But then, you thought that he must be like all the other men; only chasing their own high instead of pleasuring their partner.

Session after session was exactly the same. You can pleasure that dick, but he can’t even find the clit. But honestly, you were okay with it because at least you could exercise while doing your favorite sport.

You were wiping yourself up after one session, drinking from a bottled water as your trainer, Bakugou, comes up behind you.

“How was the session?” Bakugou asked after your partner has just left the room. You took another sip of water before answering.

“Mhm, it was okay,” you tried your best to sound positive. You thought your conversation was going to end there, like it always has but something in Bakugou decided to investigate a little further.

“How do you really feel?” he questions you, stepping a little closer and observing your facial features for any lies. “I could tell that you weren’t enjoying it. Off day?” You put your water bottle away, thinking of how to respond to him. Did you really want to tell him how you were really feeling? You didn’t want to seem like a freak to him. Did you really want to tell him how you like to be choked, so much so that you feel like you can’t breath. Or that you want someone to just spank you until there’s bruises because you love the idea of being marked. Or that you want to feel stuffed to the brim but still beg for more?

“I just like it a little rough,” you explained. Bakugou nods his head and hums in understanding.

“I thought they were going pretty rough on you,” he thought. But you just groaned and rolled your eyes.

“I guess, but I want more!” you exclaim, letting out an exasperated sigh. “This is why I have such a hard time with my sex life because every guy is too busy chasing after their own high that they forget that I need to feel good too. Not every guy is into rough sex. I know that. But I just want someone to blow my back out for once! Like not holding back and just fuck me until I’m in tears… but one can only dream, right?” you chuckled at the end. You didn’t mean to go on a tangent but fuck it, why not? He’s your trainer anyway. He’s supposed to know everything about you if he wants to tend to your needs. Bakugou just looks at you in silence. You take that as a sign to continue.

“I mean, don’t get me wrong. This whole program is fun and I really love the idea but just once in a while, I want to have good sex, too,” you continued to open up to your trainer. You finally turned your head to get a look at his reaction to your rant and you saw those crimson getting closer and closer to you until you were right under him, looking up. Your heart skips a beat having him so close to you. You could smell his burnt vanilla caramel cologne, his scent filling all of your senses at once.

“Then would you like a private session?” he asks you in a whisper, his head tilted down at you. You were so mesmerized by him that you followed his every move.

“With who?” you asked.

“Me.” He responded in that sexy, raspy voice of his.

“When?”

“Now.” Bakugou pushes you against the cold mirror as a form of intimidation. Bakugou knows that he shouldn’t be doing this. Taking advantage of your weakness, suggesting private sessions when he’s strictly not allowed to, especially not on company’s time. It was wrong. But he’s had his eyes on you since the moment you walked in the gym for the very first time. And when you said what you said earlier, it was practically fate that you became one of his students.

The cold mirror touching your back sent you into shock, but the warmness of his body touching your chest made up for it all. He tilts your chin up so you could look in his half closed eyes full of lust. And then you couldn’t take it anymore.

You grabbed him by the neck and pulled him in for a hungry kiss. Your lips smashed together, causing your teeth to crash but you didn’t care. And neither did Bakugou because he was just as hungry as you, kissing you with the same amount of passion.

He wraps his arm your waist, pulling you closer to him, if that was even possible at this point. With one swift handful of ass, he lifts you off your feet so that your legs were wrapped around his waist. The moment you became stable, Bakugou gives your ass a smack, making you jolt up.

“Mhm!” you made a surprised noise through the kiss but didn’t stop kissing him. God, you didn’t want to stop. When you came back down, you could feel his erection resting right on top of your clit. He carries you to one of the equipment stored in the room, a couch, while you grind on him, hopping to get more friction to stimulate your needs.

As soon as your back hit the couch, clothes were already being stripped off of you. There goes your shirt, then your sports bra. Finally, your pants. Last but not least, your lace panties that were already wet from your previous session are now even more soaked from his teasing. Wasting no time in discarding your panties, he pulls your waist I so that you’re laying flat on your back, your pussy right in his face I all of its glory.

“Fuck, you’re already so wet for me. I haven’t even done anything yet,” he says. You could feel his beath tickling your wet folds. He was so close yet so far. Just having his breath on you made your pussy clench over nothing. Bakugou puts his nose right on your clit, taking a good whiff of your after workout sex. God, it was intoxicating and he couldn’t wait to dig right in.

“Thank you for the food,” he says before completely devouring you. He took no time in exploring every fold, every inch of your pussy, eating you out like there was no tomorrow. He was rough around your entrance but soft and gentle around your clit. It was like light feather licks, barely touching you but sending you into sensory overload. When he got closer to your entrance, that’s when he started to get rough. Slurping and devouring your wetness, getting every last drop and leaving no leftovers.

Bakugou grabbed hold of your thighs, squeezing them and pulling your body even closer to his face so he could tongue fuck you. His tongue enters you, pushing its way through to get a better taste of your sweet cunt. At the same time, your mouth is hung open in pleasure, moans spilling out of your mouth and you couldn’t stop. Bakugou took this opportunity to stick three fingers in your mouth.

“Noisy bitch. Suck,” he commanded. And so you sucked on his fingers, like a little girl eating her lollipop. He only had three fingers in your mouth, but they were so thick that you couldn’t possibly put any more in. Yet you still covered his fingers in your thick saliva, making sure each finger was coated and wet enough so he could fuck you.

You looked up at him, purposefully making a sultry face, with your big, innocent eyes. You wanted to give him a small show, making sure that he was watching every move that you made. Your tongue found its way in between each finger, licking up and down, sucking each individual finger, and letting go with a loud ‘pop’. You got disappointed when Bakugou removed his hands from you mouth. But was pleasantly surprised when he stuck all three fingers in your throbbing cunt without warning. It’s not like you needed the prepping anyway when you were already soaking wet. Your back arched and chills ran down your spine. You didn’t know how this was possible, but the moment he entered his fingers, it was pure bliss. You already felt like you wanted to cum because he just managed to hit that magical spot in one go. You couldn’t even imagine what it would feel like when he fucks you with his fat cock.

“God, you’re so fucking tight. I can feel you clenching around me,” Bakugou watched as he slides his fingers in and out of your slick folds. He gives you a minute to adjust before picking up the pace. Every thrust of his hand, he keeps getting deeper and is always right the perfect damn spot. It was driving you mad. He hasn’t even fucked you yet and you were already a moaning mess. You couldn’t even form any words, you were such in a trance. It wasn’t before long until you had that familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach. The feeling gradually and rapidly escalated. Bakugou could feel it too: the way your walls clenched around his fingers a little too tight, he knew you were going to cum anytime soon.

“Bakugou~” you whined, holding onto his forearms for dear life. You needed to prepare yourself for this one.

“Gonna cum, princess?” Bakugou teased. You couldn’t answer him. More like you weren’t able to hear his question because you were so focused on this intense feeling that was going to explode any minute. Bakugou took his free hand and pushed your legs up so that they were pressed against your chest. He, then, leaned on them so weren’t able to move or squirm out of his grasp. And he went even faster, the sound of your juices was sinful.

“AH!” you screamed, letting your orgasm take over and wash over you. You thought he would stop once you had your first orgasm but he wasn’t stopping. He continued his fast pace. You wanted to make him stop, the overstimulation was getting too much for you. You tried moving your legs but Bakugou’s grip on you was nailed down. You weren’t going anywhere. You just had to take it but it still felt so good. The moment you felt like it was all too much to handle, Bakugou took his fingers out. And they were covered in a thick, white consistency. If he spread his fingers out, your cum would string along each finger. Bakugou didn’t hesitate to lick it all off with one swipe of his tongue.

“On all fours,” he demanded, standing up while pumping his cock for you. You didn’t have to be asked twice. Despite the numb feeling in between your legs, you enthusiastically got on your hands and knees, ready to be penetrated by your trainer. Bakugou gave your ass a small smack before lining his cock in front of your entrance. That small smack was enough for you to have hearts in your eyes. You let out a small mewl of delight and Bakugou smirked.

“Yeah? You like it when I smack your ass?” Bakugou asked.

“I love when you smack my ass. Please spank me again,” you begged. Bakugou took his hand and gave you cheek another blow, this time harder than the last. Bakugou made sure to look for any change in your expression, careful not to hurt you. But you wanted more. You wanted him to hit your harder.

“Spank me harder, sir,” you pleaded, moving lower so that your ass was hanging in the air. You wiggled your butt, wanting more from the strong blonde. He smirks even bigger, almost animalistic like.

“That’s a good girl,” his voice became raspy and wasted no time in giving you a nice, hard smack to your right cheek. You cried out in a pleasurable pain. You smiled into your moans, drool starting to come out from the sides of your mouth. The sound of his hand making contact to your bare cheek was so loud that it could be heard from outside the closed room. Bakugou spanked you until your cheek was red and raw from his large hands. This. This was what you wanted. This is what you’ve been wanting for so long and you were finally going to get it.

Oh sweetie, the main course hasn’t even started yet. How could you feel this good when he hasn’t even fucked you yet? You could feel the tip of his dick teasing your entrance. You wanted to lean into him yourself, not wanting to wait any longer, but Bakugou had a strong hold on your hips. He gave his cock a few more pumps before slowly sliding his cock inside your ready, wet pussy.

You both moaned in sync at the feeling: his fat cock throbbing inside you and your tight pussy clenching around his cock. Bakugou started thrusting at a good pace. But just like how his fingers felt, he was hitting that sweet spot of yours perfectly. Every thrust was making you see stars.

“Mhm~ Bakugou, faster!” you whined in between moans. Bakugou grabs a fistful of hair before pulling you up so that your back was arched.

“Needy, aren’t we? And what if I say no?” Bakugou asked in your ear. You just whimpered, reaching behind you to grasp his waist and force him to go faster as you try to back into him at the same time. Bakugou didn’t like this too much. He let go out your hair and went straight to your neck, cutting off your air momentarily.

“Did I say you could do that?” he questioned through gritted teeth. You quickly shook your head.

“No, sir,” you barely managed to say due to your lack of oxygen. He gave you another squeeze before a few smacks to the cheek.

“There we go. Now let’s try that again. What if I say no?” he asks again. You bit your lip trying to come up with an answer. But it was hard to think with a hand was at your throat.

“Please! God, I want you so bad. I want you to fuck me, please!” you practically screamed.

“Good girl,” he said and let go of your neck. You gasped for air, coughing in the process but Bakugou didn’t allow you to fully recover. He pounded into you with no mercy. You couldn’t stop your ahego expression from happening, your tongue hung out and your eyes crossed.

He stopped pounding into you to slowly slide his cock fully out of you before slamming into you again. It felt heavenly but a naughty thought came to your mind. You were probably going to get punished for it later, but you were feeling rebellious in the moment. When he slide his cock out, before he could enter you again, you got up and pushed him on the couch. Midair, Bakugou sensed what you were doing. So instead of being victorious and pining him down, he flipped you so that you were pined against the couch, your hands pined above your head.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he gets close to you. You giggle and look away playfully.

“Not playing by the rules,” you laughed. Bakugou couldn’t help but break a smile as well.

“Naughty, naughty. I’ll show you who’s the dominant one,” he said and smashed his cock back inside you, not giving you time to breath or adjust to him in this new position.

You could feel another wave coming and it was fast approaching. Bakugou was being even more vocal now, huffing and groaning into your neck. His hips rutted into you sloppier each second and more frantic. He was getting close too.

You whined loudly, not being able to hold onto anything as your orgasm hit you like a tsunami so you arched your back and fumbled with your legs. The clenching of your walls caused Bakugou to reach his limit. He pulled out, spraying his cum all over your stomach and chest. His hot cum felt sticky on your skin. Despite being covered in his specimen, Bakugou pulled you close to his sweaty body, your foreheads resting together while you both catch your breath.

You entered the gym with a smile and a skip to your walk. You got a little surprised when you saw that your trainer and new partner were inside the room before you. Puffing out a cheek in disappointment, you scold yourself for not leaving earlier. You were always early to get a good stretch in. But as soon as you saw your handsome trainer, a smile came back to your face.

You rushed to his side, jumping into his arms and giving him a kiss on the lips.

“Hi, baby!” you greeted him. He smiles back at you.

“Ready for your session?” he asks and you just give him a lovey dovey smile and a nod.

“Ah, this is one of my good friends. He’ll be your partner for today,” Bakugou sets you down to introduce you to yet another partner. The two toned hair guy gives you a shy wave.

“Todoroki. You can call me Shouto,” he introduces himself. Aw, he seems really sweet. Shy, but hopefully he’s not like that in bed. Todoroki leads to you the mat on the floor to get your session started. You glanced back at your trainer and give him a wink. He shakes his head at you but you didn’t miss that smile he was trying to hide. Because you know that he was going to make up for this session later tonight.

[xx-vergil-xx]

vergil i am decidedly unwell about the latest chapter i might print it out to physically annotate it. i’m self-actualizing my thought of writing hozier lyrics in the margins. i’ll save most of this for my actual comment but i’m infatuated with dream waxing eloquent about the celestialness of hob—solar flares!!! the way you write dream’s pov man i am rent asunder. i did spend today listening to nobody on loop so that certainly wasn’t helping my condition.

hello pen pal <3 i need u to know that when ur user pops up in my notifs that one what we do in the shadows clip plays in my head the “my friend my pal. my rotten soldier. my sweet cheese. my good time boy.” u know the one anyway hello hello

deeply honored that u wanna scribble in the margins of this chapter that’s actually perhaps the highest praise that could be give to me <3 bro i just am so fuckin fixated on how dream sees the world like, like what is the base of reference points for someone who has been alive since the inception of life itself?? when he draws comparisons what comes to his mind?? i feel like he thinks in stellar physics and mythology ya know. honestly his pov is just an excuse for me to buck wild with my poetry background truly fucking around and finding out with language

nobody hngh. hozier how do u know so many things. how do u know love so simply and achingly. give me the secrets hozier. hand them over right now.

can i recommend as a side dish “drunk and with dreams” by angel olson (recommended to me first by @womanofgoodfortune thank you so much). it wounded me physically when i heard it first and now it’s in my head All Of The Time mostly for “and if you should touch me know that i’m made of fire” like. hngh. yup.

anyway thank u thousandfold for ur kind words homie <3