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[janitetsu]

Househusband Kureishi Headcanons!

wc: 1,550 Happy birthday, Mitsuyo!! The more I see of him, the more I swoon and fall in love. One of the newest additions to my Kengan Husbands tier. ^0^ Who are the rest? Well...you will find out soon.

WARNINGS: - mostly gender-neutral s/o, mentions of pussy, gendered spousal terms, creampie mention, breeding mention

As per Strike it Rich chapter 39, this man is a smooth talker. If he can freely call other ladies beautiful, what more with the person he’s decided to spend the rest of his life with? Gives you compliments anytime, anywhere. He is so shameless about it, too

Gives you cute nicknames (sweetie, sweetheart, darling, wifey), and said nickname is also your name in his contacts list. When you’re calling, he will definitely make some buzz about it, whether he’s massaging someone’s joints in his orthopedic clinic, training Cosmo and Adam (or Nozomi, Nozomin as he calls her, from ISSK) in his dojo, or just hanging out with Joji.

Kureishi: Oho, what’s this? My sweetheart is calling me, excuse me~ (He earns eye rolls from Adam and chuckles from Cosmo and Nozomi)

Joji: Your wife/husband/partner never hits you. I’m jealous, Kureishi.

Maybe I’m too woke but I HATE how Joji’s domestic abuse and eye-scratch scar are played for laughs because it’s done by his wife each time he comes home from drinking T.T Anyway…

He WILL help out with all the household chores and offer to do them for you. His favorite chore is ironing clothes. 

When he sees you already doing chores, he will always offer to take over. Afterwards, he gives you a massage: his expertise! This man canonically has many certificates not just for being a great martial artist, but also for being a skilled chiropractor. You get Japan’s best chiropractor to give you massages…for free!

If you put him in charge of cooking, he’s going to have a bias towards cooking and serving his own favorite food: curry. After a while of just curry rice, though, he learns to cook different varieties of curry like Thai Curry and Filipino Curry (Kare-Kare), among others.

Compared to his gladiator/fighting arena days in Fist of the Seeker, he’s really mellowed out and will continue to be just as chill in marriage. His “bone-breaking fetish” is purely towards opponents and people he deems dangerous to his loved ones (though he *does* feel some tingles when massaging you and hearing some joints or bones crack. Don’t worry. Unlike before where he’d just “rub one out” in the shower, he’ll kindly ask you to help him with his “problem”, should it get “bigger and harder”.)

 Will only “revert” back to his old ways when he has to beat up someone who wronged you. He was protective of Koga, again, what more with his life partner?

Loves wrapping his arms around your waist from behind and resting his chin on your head (or shoulder if you’re taller) and barraging you with compliments while doing so.

“You smell so good, as always.”, “You’re so cute, so beautiful/handsome.”, “How’d I get so lucky?”, “God, I love you so much.”

Never really thought he’d settle down, given his gladiator past and current background (famous national mixed martial artist/coach and awarded chiropractor). Many have tried, but he either found them shallow, or he just didn’t have the time due to his busy schedule given that he’s got two jobs.

Bought a house after you two got engaged. His apartment days were over the moment you passed 2 years of dating. He was already looking to buy a house and just never told you.

Money was and will never be a problem. Years after the events of FOTS, he’s likely earned quite a bit of cash given that he’s now famous all over Japan as a martial artist and chiropractor. Never had anything else to spend on besides equipment and maintenance of his dojo and clinic, which are in adjacent buildings (to maximize the space and minimize the cost of maintenance and travel). Because of this, he loves spoiling you and getting you little trinkets that you mentioned in passing liking, or outright expensive things you request for. A Rilakkuma teddy bear? Noted. Vivienne Westwood designer goods? Noted as well. Be careful what you randomly say, he WILL end up buying it later. (“Hey, this one looks cool/cute!”, pretends to not notice). 

He (most likely) lives in TOKYO! His dojo and clinic are canonically located in Ochanomizu and he most likely lives within the area, too. Living expenses in Tokyo are insane, a rough estimate being 158,000 yen (over 1000 USD, or 60,000 PHP in my currency). Trust me when I say your future is secure with Mitsuyo.

Not really much of a drinker and only drinks on occasion, unlike his old pal Joji. Perhaps during anniversaries, special holidays, or birthdays. He always advises his orthopedic clinic patients to not drink booze and opt for water instead (Danberu Chapter 21), so you bet he’ll do his best to apply the advice he always gives them to himself.

Will ease off the teasing in the honeymoon stages of your marriage (he’s in the “Swooning, I can’t believe this is my reality now”-rose-tinted shades phase) but goes back to it after a few months or so.

Being the youngest of five siblings, he’s probably gotten tasked with looking after nieces and nephews. I like to think this is one of the reasons he’s a natural at teaching. Because of this, he has never-ending patience. Need help with improving at any chore? He’s got you covered. Prepare for a lot of teasing when he’s teaching you, though. He loves getting a rise out of you. When you’ve reached a “boiling” point, he kisses you on the forehead, cheek, or lips, depending on the severity.

“My sweetheart, so cute, even when you’re angry. Even when your brows are almost one because of how much you’re scowling ♡. I love you so much ♥. (PUNCH HIM!!! You try; he catches your fist and chuckles before kissing it. HE IS INSUFFERABLE!!!)

Related to above, is experienced with kids. Definitely wants lots of them. Proposes to outdo his older siblings and have four or five children. Is excited to get to the point of your married life where you get to call each other “Mama”, “Papa”, “Mommy”, or “Daddy”.

“How is Mama doing today, hmmm ♥?”, “Mitsu…really…?” “No, no, you should be saying “Papa” ♥”

Your kid: “Papa, Papa! I want—” Kureishi: “Hmmhmm, ask Mama/Daddy/Mommy ♡”

Your kid: “Papa, can I go outside to play?” Kureishi: “Mm, I don’t know, can you?”

Teases his kids too, but his favorite person to tease will always be you.

If you can have biological children, they will have his natural pink hair. Sorry. (I refuse!! the anime’s color choice!!! PINK-HAIRED KUREISHI is the only valid Kureishi!)

NSFW

Has gotten around before dating you, mostly short flings, never anything too long-term because of his busy schedule.

Sex…in his chiropractor uniform. Have you SEEN how tightly snug that damn uniform is on him? It’s like he’s doing it on purpose. His muscles and chest are ready to burst out at the seams. He’s definitely closed up shop early or heck, spontaneously to fuck you on his massage table.

Sometimes (around a 50/50 chance. THAT kind of sometimes), massages can lead to sex, it’s up to you if you want to stop his advances or let him continue. He can’t help himself—he loves you too much.

You’re lying on your chest, eyes closed and smiling, thinking today is a normal Mitsuyo Massage Day…and then as he’s massaging your back, he snakes his arm under and fondles your chest, his calloused fingers playing with your nipples. Well. Looks like you were wrong today.

HATES being belittled. Ask him “Is that all you got?”, “Can you go any slower?”, “Is this it?”, “Are you really a martial artist?” and you will open the (white) flood gates. You WILL get folded in half, you WILL get creampied many times, and you WILL not walk for weeks. He will NOT massage you afterwards to teach you a lesson. During these times, aftercare will mostly consist of kisses and praises.

“Hmm?? It hurts? Well, that’s what brats like you get ♡.” *kisses u*

Holds your hand during sex and loves brushing his thumb over your wedding ring. It’s mark and proof that you’re his. (though he does love marking you inside, too)

I WILL make everyone have breeding kinks and LOVE the mating press!!!

Can go for many rounds. He’s a martial artist, what do you expect? Him being in his mid-thirties isn’t an obstacle, either.

A good 6.5-7 inches, not too girthy, but can give you a good stretch. Cum taste ranges from nothing to just a bit salty, making it easy to swallow despite the slight thick texture.

His crushing grip on your thighs, legs, waist, or hips leaves bruises. He does that on purpose. He doesn’t want to break his beloved’s bones, but he does want to leave marks.

Pussy-eating expert!!! Never gets exhausted and will never complain about his tongue being tired or numb. RIDE HIS FACE and he will be a happy man. No such thing as too heavy for this martial artist.

Overall: amazing husband, amazing sex skills, ALWAYS knows what he’s saying and doing. 1000/10

[darkdevasofdestruction]

Being in a relationship with Hatsumi Sen...

☁️There was no way you could possibly forget your childhood bestie - The coolest guy alive, Hatsumi Sen - Or, as he liked you to call him, Hatsumi Sen-pai.

☁️Such a laid-back menace of a boy, but all the same, the bestest of friend a girl could hope to have.

☁️He was always so sweet with you, even though you were a little younger than you - All the same, he designated himself as 'Y/N's Protector' in front of your mum, so that she'd let you hang out with him for longer.

☁️Your mum was evidently impressed by his confidence and trusted his with your safety, of course.

☁️Not that you'd encounter any trouble, when you have Hatsumi Sen-pai around!

☁️The two of you would go together through the park, and he'd show off the latest Aikido moves he learnt from his grandpa, and how no kid would dare pick on you while he's around!

☁️Sen was always your #1 hero and nothing will ever change about that.

☁️He would pick you up and put you on his shoulders so you could reach up to places too tall for you.

☁️He felt very strong and cool being able to carry around a cute little thing like you.

☁️And it made you smile and laugh so sweetly, how could he not enjoy himself when he was making you so happy?

☁️He was the one to always play with you in the park, and if there were things you couldn't do, he'd do them for you - Like flying a kite, hanging upside down from a tall tree branch so he can give you a cute spiderman-like kiss.

☁️He introduced you to the world of public fights, taught you all the theoretical things about it, and got you all hyped about everything fighting-related.

☁️Sen was also in the Aikidou club at his school and invited you to be his pretty cheerleader ever time he had a school tournament.

☁️Of course, he was always winning his matches, earning gold medals and trophies and what not-

☁️Truth is, were it not for you being so enthusiastic and cheering for him to win, he wouldn't have bothered waking up and crawling out of his comfy, warm bed...

☁️He just couldn't resist that adorable smile of yours, or how you'd jump up and down, yelling his name to encourage him - And after each match, you'd kiss his cheek, and he'd just melt.

☁️Nothing else was worth leaving his house - Nothing else, but you.

☁️Furthermore, all his awards are actually in your house; He didn't acknowledge any of those silly matches as worth his time or a proper light on his skills - Not when his ambition is to become the very strongest man alive.

☁️Unfortunately, once Sen finished highschool, he was ready to spread his wings and fly; To properly pursue a full-time fighting career, to get better, stronger, faster...

☁️It broke his heart, seeing him leave the city - Leave YOU - Knowing you may never see your bestie ever again.

☁️Sen had always liked women - Women were gorgeous - But he knew since he was a little young lad, that he would only ever want his first kiss to be you;

☁️Before he left, he gently cupped your face and surprised you with a lingering sweet kiss - One special kiss that only you would get from him - His darling sweet princess.

☁️'I will always find you, cutie. I am your knight in shining armor, aren't I? Hatsumi Sen-pai. You aren't allowed to ever have any Senpai other than me, okay?'

☁️And you never did.

☁️You would soon grow up and decide to pursue a medical career; You were always a more career-orientated person, down to earth and intelligent... While he was nothing more than a floating cloud in the vast blue sky.

☁️Over a decade passed since you finished highschool and managed to get through University and get a decent grip on your career.

☁️Hatsumi, in the meantime, trained like crazy, found a pretty girl named Shion Soryuin whom he dated - And cheated on....

☁️Became a proud patron of the Gold Pleasure Group.

☁️Hatsumi always did enjoy his pretty girls, after all.

☁️Yet there never came one night, before going to sleep, when he wouldn't think about your pretty smile and how excited you were for him to save her.

☁️Hatsumi Sen was only ever going to be your hero, and no one else's.

☁️He did feel sorry for the way he treated Shion - Hence why he never did date officially no other woman - But his thoughts lingered to you every so often.

☁️You, on the other hand, for the longest time of your medical career, have been harassed and never felt safe since Hatsumi left your life;

☁️You had befriended a very nice gentleman called Wakatsuki Takeshi - He was your new best friend, always reliable and gentle with you - And you asked what you should do about this misfortune of yours.

☁️You wanted to learn self-defense, but in a way that it didn't require signing up to subscriptions and what not - You didn't have enough time to bother with overly strict teachers and what not...

☁️He told you to go at night to this shady pub, and ask around for this man called the 'Floating Cloud'.

☁️And you did just that.

☁️You were terrified - It was midnight, and you were sitting alone in the corner table of a run-down shack pub, filled with drunk creepy men who seemed to stare at her.

☁️Every night, you'd go there, but the man wasn't there; Every night, you'd return home, terrified out of your mind, to the point you were even afraid to stay home alone, an unfortunate reality you were plagued with for many years.

☁️Your only comfort was that your friend, 'Tsuki-san, wanted you to be safe, so the two of you would text the whole time she was out of the house, and even had a man he trusted from his uncle's company be your designated driver until you find the man who's supposed to train you.

One day, two days, three and more, until finally, as she was drinking a coke at one of the tables and doing some light reading, a man sat down dangerously close to her. He looked middle aged, with a pleasant, easy-going expression, and very long, beautiful looking chestnut hair. He was wearing a simple light blue shirt with flowers, and he looked like the very definition of a dad.

The oddest thing about him was that, after Y/N got over her fear of him, she looked into his eyes and immediately melted; Why did this man look so familiar? So... Gentle and trust-inspiring? For reasons unknown to her, she trusted this man as soon as she set her gaze on him.

He put his arm around the girl's shoulder and leaned back on the chair. "I heard you've been asking around about me quite a lot, little lady. What would a cute girl like you be wanting from me? It's not safe being late at night in a dump like this. Aren't you afraid?" he asked very leisurely.

"Terrified out of my mind." Y/N chuckled nervously. "But my friend, 'Tsuki-san, has been texting me the whole time, and even hired a driver to make sure I get home safe." she looked down sheepishly, scratching at her hands a little. "My friend, 'Tsuki-san, recommended you as the best aikido master."  Who was this 'Tsuki-san she was talking about. Wait, it couldn't be --

"Are you talking about Wakatsuki Takeshi?!" his eyes widened in shock.

"Yep!" she smiled so sweetly that it caught the man off guard. Her vibes immediately changed, and she looked more relaxed around him.

"Al... Righty then. I see there's a lot to unpack here. What's going on? There's no way a pretty girl like you wants to learn aikidou, especially from someone like me. I dwell in dangerous, underground business - You wouldn't want to get caught up in it." he spoke so mysteriously that it amused the girl.

"Is that your only concern? Endangering me? Ha! How cute." her giggle made the man look quite surprised at her - She was damn pretty! How was he supposed to focus on training her, when he just wants to look at her pretty face? "I earned quite a lot of money betting on Kengan matches. There's hardly anything I would be afraid of - Still; 'Tsuki-san told me aikidou would suit me and my frail physique... I struggle opening water bottles sometimes, you see... My studies, my work, they keep me busy and chronically exhausted all the time... And I can't protect myself." her voice went a little softer at the end. "Quite pathetic, don't you think?"

That self-deprecating chuckle of hers ripped Hatsumi's heart into pieces; She was so much like him, he thought, remembering how many times he called himself a pathetic failure, unworthy and useless... Despicable even.

Still, she was a successful career woman who had the misfortune of falling prey to the ugly side of the world... No one can do everything, all at once, perfectly well; But he can't even do the thing he dedicated his life to.

"I really need your help. I know it's going to be a huge bother, trying to teach me anything... I'm awful at sports and I'm afraid of getting hurt. I don't have anything to give you, either. But I'd really appreciate it if you were to take me in as your student." she explained, and the more she spoke, the more Hatsumi felt absolutely blocked.

Not only has he never taught anyone before, but now, a super cute girl was asking him to be her master - Recommended by Wakatsuki no less! And she's not in the least bothered or afraid of any danger that being involved with the kengan world would imply.

"Ahhh... My, my, I can't just outright refuse a pretty girl like you. How about we take a walk and you tell me why you want aikido in the first place. You're a really odd one, so naturally, I'm pretty interested in you." the man said, guiding the girl outside of that hell hole of a bar. "I'll walk you home, how's that sound?" naturally, you agreed. The night was gorgeous to take a stroll, especially when you're not terrified by what lurks in the shadows. "I once saw this old, short guy taking down multiple super big guys with such ease that I... I started imagining what it would have been like, years ago, if I could do the same thing, and I wouldn't have had to go through the bad stuff that I did. The old guy said - Aiki is a fighting style that anyone can do. You use your opponent's strength against them - And I wondered... If even an old, frail, wrinkly guy like him could do that... Maybe even I could stop being so pathetic all the time, and letting people take advantage of me. Maybe I will finally stop hating myself for never being able to go as far as I want to."  the man was silent through it all. "Maybe I'll stop hating myself so much and live my life fearlessly."

Hatsumi continued walking with his arm around her shoulders. He was too deep in thought to realise that he had to speak out. This girl reminds him of himself, more or less.

How many times did he, in the past, but still, even now, call himself pathetic? How many times did he scold himself for not being able to do anything properly? He's always running away from responsibility, from fears... So what if he's strong? Is he the strongest? No. Can he be the strongest? Who knows. He couldn't keep relationships going just because he couldn't keep himself in check, and he had no discipline or motivation for so long.

If he could help her become a better version of herself, he would do it. Maybe, this way, he, too, would learn from her. Maybe his self-hatred will get knocked down a peg. He did need some change in his life, and p'haps, some fresh blood was exactly what he needed. 

"Oki-Doki. I'll take you as my student - But don't tell anyone else, that would be a drag. I don't take students, okay? You're an exception because you're pretty." he asked the girl, smirking leisurely. They soon reached her home.

"Do you want to come over for coffee or something? As thanks for agreeing to train me, and walking me home." what a tempting request! Of course Sen agreed, and he was welcomed inside a gorgeous, cozy apartment, furnished stylishly.

"Rather bold of you to trust a stranger - A man, no less - Into your home, don't you think?" he chuckled, looking around the living-room and admiring the place.

"I trust any person that 'Tsuki-san personally recommends. He is a trust-worthy, reliable man, so I trust his judgement." she shrugged leisurely.

"What a nice lady you are~!" he chuckled lazily. "Can I look around?" he received a nod of approval, and he did just that while Y/N went to make coffee.

He saw some pretty pics of Y/N during her graduation day, and some with her friends... Then, he saw a box, somewhere in the corner, and naturally, he got curious. He crouched and started rummaging - A bunch of gold medals and little trophies and diplomas... And the sky fell on his head.

All of them were in the name of 'Hatsumi Sen'.

With a little more digging around, he found pictures of mystery lady since she was a little girl, along with her parents - But most pictures were together with the young boy with long chestnut hair...

Fate truly works in the weirdest ways possible - To think after so many years, the universe will bring them together once again...

Was it the answer to his questions? The solution to his pathetic life of misery and failure? Was Y/N always meant to be in his life, and his constant downfall spiral was all because he walked away from Y/N so long ago?

Once Y/N returned, she placed the coffee tray on the table and sees Hatsumi cradling a picture frame. "Ah, I see you found my precious treasure stash." she smiled bittersweet. "That cutie was my childhood bestie. Spending time with him was the best time of my life." the more she talked, the more his eyes felt gleaming and stinging with emotion. "He was my hero back then - Always protected me from the mean kids in the playground. Hatsumi Sen-pai, my knight in shining armor!"

At once, Y/N found herself engulfed in a very tight, warm embrace, and she could feel the man trembling a little. "You don't have to worry about anyone hurting you anymore, Y/Nickname." no one used that nickname with you - Hatsumi came up with it, thus only Hatsumi was the only allowed to say it. "I will protect you - Just like I always was supposed to do. I will protect you."

"Welcome back - My Hero."

But there came a time when he would almost fail Y/N, again - All because he was trying to prepare for a surprise romantic dinner for his darling, at his home, and she was walking on foot. He had given her the address, the directions... Alas, she got lost, and a group of thugs picked on jer, ready to mug her

She was on the phone with him, telling him she was in trouble and where she got lost - All before Y/N got grabbed by the the neck of her dress and slammed into the wall of a shady alleyway; One of the thugs dug his hand into her pretty hair, tugging on it harshly and telling her to give him all her money and jewellery, or he'll rip them off and do bad things to her.

Thankfully, before any damage could be done to Y/N (except for quite the scare), in the blink of an eye, she felt her hair being released - Before she knew it, none of those guys were standing anymore. Fantastic - Such speed... Was Hatsumi even human? Was he truly a superhero, as she's always seen him?

"Are you alright?" Hatsumi seemed to have worry in his eyes as he approached the whimpering girl, pulling her into a hug. "Yeah, I... I... I just got scared when I saw the knives." she explained, before clearing her throat and looking away. "That was pretty pathetic. I get lost, I get in trouble, and I need saving. What the hell..." she sighed, tearing up. "I'm sorry, I didn't want you to have to go out of your way to rescue me. How stupid... I'm such a good for nothing failure... You shouldn't stay around me." her fright made her brain go all crazy with overthinking and self-hatred. "I'm really sorry that you have to deal with some pathetic failure like me. I really don't know why you accepted me. I wouldn't have accepted myself." 

Hatsumi's heart broke, seeing the girl he loves so much hang her head and speak so freely about how much she hates herself. He couldn't help but remember himself throughout his entire life. Still, he never admitted to anyone how pathetic he often thought he was. To others, his self-love and confidence were through the roof. Only he knew the truth. And now, this little missy too, whom he hugged tightly to his chest. "You're not a failure, sugar. People have their own strengths and weaknesses. What is important is to learn how to glorify our strengths, and work on bettering our weaknesses. You're already on the right path. You're already doing much more than I ever did my entire life." the girl couldn't help but frown and look up at him. His expression, despite smiling tenderly, was pained.

"Don't say that, Sen. I refuse to believe that someone as awesome as you thinks so lowly of yourself. I won't take it. I can't let you do that. You're a great person... My Hero... So, don't do that." he could see how frustrated she was by the way she was gritting her teeth so much, trying not to cry.

"Y/N... Let's do our best. Both of us. Okay? I'm not giving up on you... So don't give up on me either, okay?" his voice was so filled with emotions, so raw and gentle, so darling, that she couldn't help but hug him back. "Okay."

☁️Since then, Hatsumi never let go of you ever again.

☁️Yes, he couldn't stay long in one place, he was restless, but he would take you with him everywhere he went -

☁️Unless he had to go training, somewhere in the middle of the forests and mountains; There's no way he'd have you renounce your comfort and have you suffer the harsh conditions he had to go through to train to the extreme.

☁️He would take you on months-long vacations and more or less act like a Sugar Daddy without the Sugar involved - Unless you want to, of course. Hatsumi has been taken with you since you were kids.

☁️He loved to lay his head on your lap and just fall asleep while watching the clouds float by.

☁️He was determined to give you a life of luxury and comfort, because you were his literal support system since the two of you were little, and he's forever grateful to you.

☁️He has you meet the cute secretary of the Nogi Group, the business he's associated with, so that you two can hang out like girls; He knew you were in dire need of some friends, and the secretaries were the only girls he knew that would make for great company for you.

☁️One night when Hatsumi gets drunk during a chill time at home, he ends up spilling his guts to you about how much of a failure he is, and how he just cannot get his life together, no matter how hard he tries.

☁️He ends up telling you how he fucked up with Shion, cheating on her, leading her on and staying in on-and-off relationships with her; Tell you about the far too many losses he earned simply because he was too lazy to show up, he forgot or overslept - How much more pathetic could he get?

☁️He even ended up telling you about that time when Katahara came to him and scouted him as a potential Fang - Only for him to run away a week later 'cause he got bored.

☁️All his lingering thoughts of self-hatred, he spilt to you - Then he nestled in your arms and fell asleep like a little kitten who snored a little too loud.

☁️Of course, you didn't agree with his far too leisurely lifestyle, but there was a kind of reverie you felt, just spending time around your childhood bestie, just like you used to long ago.

☁️He was gallant with you, and loved to pick you up and run around; He loved making you laugh, making you smile, as if his own life depended on it.

☁️His own self-worth depended on your happiness.

☁️You would be there to cheer on him for every Kengan match, just as you used to as children, and each and every time, he would win, and you'd go kiss him congratulatory.

☁️He also dropped his Gold Pleasure Group membership, much to everyone's surprise.

☁️He was trying his hardest to take baby steps in the right direction.

☁️Hatsumi was determined to have a proper life with you, no matter how difficult it would be for him.

☁️In spite of how flickery he was, he remained the sweetest man you'd ever met.

☁️Always in charge of romantic dates that ended up super cheesy and filled with playfulness and laughter.

☁️At least once a month, he takes you out on vacations to some new country, knowing your dream is to travel the world, and it fits well with how restless he gets and how he can't stay in one place for too long.

☁️His love language is, at first, gifts, thinking that, until he gets a proper grip on himself, the least he can do is lavish you with all the best things known to mankind;

☁️Not to mention, you look gorgeous wearing all those pretty clothes and jewellery he gets you -

☁️Though the most beautiful accessory you own is your smile.

☁️In terms of intimacy, with how sweet and loving you are with him, it all comes natural, and he forgets all about how big of a fuck-up loser he truly is.

☁️He loves touching you in any way - Be it kisses, hugs, or more; Be it fixing your hair, straightening your clothes, opening doors for you, holding your bags or tying your shoelaces.

☁️Sen loves taking care of your hair - Makes sure to properly wash it, then gently blow-dries it and carefully brushes it - And you never have any nasty tangles thanks to it.

☁️He loves how, every night, it became a ritual to brush each other's hair and gently braid it so it wouldn't get in the way.

☁️Also is the type to let you do whatever you wanted with him - Play dress up with him, do his nails, do his hair, have a tea party with him; None of it mattered, as long as you were happy - Although he was a little more reticent with make up, he still would eventually say yes.

☁️He cannot resist your beautiful puppy eyes.

☁️Intimacy with him is a bliss focused entirely on you.

☁️He's had his time with selfish with the ladies when he was a proud patron of GPG - But at least he's learned a few very useful tricks.

☁️He easily goes crazy for you - Your beauty, your reactions at his touch, those sweet thrills of yours, all for him - You're simply flawless.

☁️You often hangout together with Wakatsuki, Kaede and Sakura over drinks - Everyone is shocked to see him so faithful to you, but no one knows you go way back and he would never betray you.

☁️Your social media is full with pretty pictures of you that he takes in every one of your trips - He loves seeing you so happy and enjoying yourself; Every once in a while he joins in the selfies also, with a lazy peace sign.

☁️When the Kengan Annihilation Tournament is announced, you're surprised to see him going alone to train, but you encourage him from afar, knowing full well he needs it.

☁️You two enjoy the luxury of the cruise all the way to Ganryu Island, and even there, you have fun, playing volleyball with Mokichi and Elena, swimming with Seki and Cos, drinking with Tsuki and Kaede.

☁️At night you also go clubbing together, drinking and dancing, losing yourselves in long, seducing kisses.

☁️You took the habit of tying his hair before every match, as a lucky charm.

☁️His match against Chiba was fascinating - How easy he defeated him, in less than 10 seconds - What a monster!

☁️He was happy that he didn't have to reveal any special move of his - He was lucky he could chill out with you for most of the day, watching the matches on TV to know what to prepare for and expect going further into the competition.

☁️His wish of fighting Hanafusa instead of Bando went to shit once he saw that hulking psycho walk in on the second round - What a drag, truly.

☁️That sleazy jerk not only ripped his shirt off, but he took his hair out of his hair-tie ; How was he supposed to fight without Y/N's lucky charm? He was pissed.

☁️During the coup d'etat, you and him were up on the roof, chilling and sleeping; The weather was lovely, they had an umbrella and chair-lounges, and even cocktails. What more could you want?

☁️It was Wakatsuki who told you about the coup, and he was flabbergast to find out about your whereabouts. Ignorance truly was bliss.

☁️Naturally, he was afraid, but highly ambitious about his fight against the Fifth Fang of Metsudo.

☁️As per the ritual, you tied his hair, and kissed him sweetly for good luck -

☁️Alas, no amount of luck and hard work could help him win.

☁️You were horrified to see Kano using those techniques to K.O. your beloved; It was a novelty, seeing him laying there on the ground, limp and bloody.

☁️You ran to him and held him in his arms until the workers came and put him on a stretch to get him to the hospital wing.

☁️Thankfully, he woke up on the way and had them let him down. He was fine. His body was damaged, but nothing like his pride and self-esteem.

☁️A beautiful woman whom you recognised as the CEO of Kiryuu Setsuna rushed to Hatsumi's side, along with the old CEO of Tokita Ohma.

☁️Shion Soryuin looked horrified, worried for his well being.

"SEN! STAY WITH US, HATSUMI! DR. HANAFUSA'S ON HIS WAY!" Miss Shion cried out in shock, terrified for his life.

"Shit, I lost in front of an angel. How pathetic." was the first thing he managed to utter, groggy voice and self-hatred dripping from his voice.

"Well, this angel can't even open a water bottle - So, Senpai - Let's be pathetic together, yeah?" that crystalline, easy-going giggle of her only made him feel worse. It was him who taught her how to throw away all worries in the world - Why couldn't he truly do the same, but only mask it with that stupid, dumb facade of his? "I just wanna smoke." without another word, Y/N looked at Shion, who handed him a lit cigarette, though dared not speak. "This ain't gonna kill me. I just need a little rest, that's all." Y/N took out a handkerchief, and holding his face carefully, started wiping away at the blood caking his face. Shion, too, knelt by his side and tried to care for him. "Gah, how humiliating. Good grief." he puffed from his cigarette, his heart shattered, as well as all of his hopes. He then felt his messy hair being ruffled, and he looked down at that tender smile - Yet he couldn't reciprocate.

Y/N was heartbroken to see him so mentally and emotionally defeated - But at least he was alive, right? It was finally time for her to cheer him up, instead of the other way around.

"Stop being so upset over what happened. You're alive and that's all that matters. You know what Gaolang said after his fight? There's only going upwards from here. Isn't that right, Hatsumi Sen-pai?" he tsk'ed, looking away. How could she give him advice from other men?! How annoying. "I know your fighter pride is wounded, but I'd rather have my senpai alive, and defeated, than with his skull cracked open. I love you too much to lose you - Again."  she threw her arms around the man's throbbing body, as he stiffened hearing her words.

Her words held truth, yes... But at least, at the moment, he was going to grovel and wallow in self-hatred at how disgustingly pitiful he is. "Hey, Sen." she pulled apart slightly, making him look into her eyes. They were such a beautiful shade - And they held life. Vitality. Energy. Damn, what a lucky man he is. "We did our best. Both of us. Okay? Though I'm weak, I'm not giving up on myself, nor on you... So... Don't give up on me or yourself, okay? In fact - Let's be pathetic together!" Hatsumi's exhausted eyes shot wide open, and his mouth agape - The cigarette fell from his mouth, making Shion reach out to take it so it wouldn't burn his fighting clothes. She had told him the very same words that he himself spoke to her once he saved her from that gang of thugs in the alley, when he agreed to train her. With a chuckle, he reached out his hand to pat her head, mimicking her. "Yeah. Let's." he whispered, pulling her into a tight embrace. "I love you, Y/N."

☁️Shion was the most shocked to see Hatsumi being so genuine with someone, for once.

☁️She still hated him for cheating on her, for giving her so many hopes, only to be let down multiple times - But for some reason, she couldn't hold a grudge against him.

☁️In spite of the many awful things he did to her, she still held the times spent together, the memories, very dear to her.

☁️And seeing how genuine he was with you, well... Shion smiled, content.

☁️Hatsumi Sen wasn't the same unreliable prick he used to be.

☁️Hatsumi Sen was irredeemably in love with you, and he would never hurt you.

☁️She was happy for him for finding someone like you, and for finding his happiness, for once.

☁️Even so, after the Tournament ended, Sen took Mikazuchi Rei to some mountains in China to train together with the help of the Wu clan.

☁️You were there together for almost 3 years, but instead of bothering with their training, you became a family member of the Wu clan, who treated you so nicely, integrating you in their culture and customs - All this grace to Hatsumi's grandpa being a very good friend of Kure Erio.

☁️You only returned because Sen was called to help exterminate some Worms on Mount Godslayer, where the Kengan vs Purgatory Tournament was being held.

☁️Since then, the two of you would continue traveling the world, with him either taking the time to seriously train, or just having fun with you.

☁️And on the off-chance you were home, you'd go watch some Kengan matches.

☁️Hatsumi was very hung on keeping you as safe as humanly possible - He knew how terrifying the Worms were, and he didn't want you to be aware of all the problems of the underground.

☁️Ignorance was bliss.

☁️He was going to keep you ignorant, and happy, for as long as he's capable.

☁️He just wanted to live a long, happy, chill life, with you by his side.

☁️To wake up to your beautiful face on the pillow next to him, to wake you up with a kiss and say 'Good morning, sunshine'

☁️And to fall asleep, with you by his side, holding you in his arms and whispering 'Sweet dreams, my princess'

☁️Funny enough, he's also the first of the OG Kengan fighters to get married.

☁️No one believed it - No one thought that fleeting man could actually settle, be tied to a single human being.

☁️But when they saw him, all dressed up and dancing at your wedding, never once taking his gaze away from you, they just knew, Hatsumi Sen was 100% wrapped around your finger.

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Being in a relationship with Wakatsuki Takeshi...Being in a relationship with Yoroizuka Saw Paing...Being in a relationship with Kure Raian...Being in a relationship with Tokuno’o Tokumichi...Being in a relationship with Kano Agito...Being in a relationship with Gaolang Wongsawat...Being in a relationship with Gaoh Ryuki...Being in a relationship with Narushima Koga...Being in a relationship with Hatsumi Sen

[maochira]

Being Ohma Tokita's adopted child

Characters: Ohma, Kazuo, Kaede (one mention), Koga, Ryuki

gn!child!reader, hurt/comfort, first part is about Kengan Ashura and the second about Kengan Omega (there will be an Omega spoiler warning!)

If it wasn't for Ohma, you would be dead by now. You barely would have had a chance at life.

Born as the child to a prostitute on The Inside and without your biological father anywhere near the first years of your life were... rough. You don't remember any of it, but your mother really tried her best to take care of you.

Until she was murdered.

Ohma found you by coincidence. And normally he wouldn't have cared about a lonely toddler on the streets. Death is a daily occurrence on The Inside, after all.

There was just something different about you. Something that made Ohma decide to take care of you for the time being. Maybe for a few weeks or months, just long enough for him to find someone who could take better care of you than he could.

Ohma never ended up giving you away. He couldn't get himself to do it.

One day you suddenly called him "dada" and that was when he realised how fatherly he felt for you. And he realised if he gave you away, he'd only worry about how your life would continue without him.

He promised to himself to raise you into a strong fighter so you can defend yourself even when he's not around.

You were 5 at the time when Ohma became a Kengan fighter. It was odd because you weren't used to being around so many people so you would always stay at Ohma's side.

You quickly got attached to Kazuo and Kaede and ended up clinging to them whenever Ohma was in a fight.

At first Ohma was critisized for bringing you along, especially when he took you to the Kengan Annihilation tournament, but that criticism went down when everyone noticed how much you love to watch Ohma (and everyone else) fight.

Especially when it became obvious how eager you are to become a fighter when you'd grow up, people stopped critisizing Ohma for the most part. After all, he's trying to raise someone who might become one of the strongest Kengan fighters of the next generation.

KENGAN OMEGA SPOILERS BEGIN BELOW THE IMAGE

After Ohma's "death" Kazuo decided to take custody over you. He's already raised two sons, so how hard could it be to raise you as well? It definitely was a lot harder than he expected.

Besides his new job and new life situation in general he was mourning Ohma's death just as much as you were. But every time you seemed to get better, Kazuo started healing a little more as well.

Despite the fact that you're not Ohma's biological child, Kazuo could always see parts of him in you. That motivated Kazuo to raise you into the fighter Ohma had planned.

Other Kengan fighters would help with your training and introduced you to all sorts of fighting styles. You learned the many techniques you were taught by them a lot quicker than any other child your age would, which impressed everyone.

When Koga showed up you got attached to him surprisingly quickly. To him, you're something like the little sibling he never had. You also ended up calling him "Nii-san" at some point because you spent so much time with him.

When you first met Ryuki, you were the first one to not mistake him for Ohma. At first you didn't want to be near Ryuki at all, but soon started feeling some sense of security around him. In some ways he still reminded you of your father who you missed so much.

And then everything turned around. The entire time, Ohma wasn't actually dead.

He hated how he couldn't be there for you the past two years, but what he hated even more was the thought of bringing you into danger.

The moment Ohma finally got to reuinite with you was the first and only time he cried in front of you. It wasn't much, but you could see the tears forming in his eyes.

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[aughhay]

Raian and y/n fight so he pulls over the car and teaches her a lesson!!

𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲? || 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐞

“𝗍𝖼𝗁, 𝗇𝗈 𝗐𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗂 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝖺𝗋.”

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭; dubcon, blood, dirty talking, arguing, cursing, slapping, hair pulling, degradation/humiliation, public sex, raian’s wearing sweatpants.., cramped space, biting, facefucking, rough play, you & raian are complicated, cum in mouth

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞; smut with gn!reader

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭; 1.2k+, scrapped the actual sex part.

a/n; i did not proofread any of this shit 😦 im so sorry but WE HIT 40 NOTES ON THAT OHMA FIC IM SO HAPPY

18+ !!!

it’s about that time at night where raian turns into an egotistical asshole while driving, he starts noticing the streets are almost bare and grows a petty smirk. raian’s brain lights up with ideas to fuck with the remaining drivers on the road, make them pull over out of sheer fear or argue with them back and forth whilst going over the speed limit. it’s nothing new, but you’re sick of dealing with it as his passenger princess.

“raian, slow down a little.. you’re speeding..—“

“speeding? ha, you think this is fucking speeding?! this is nothing!.. i’ll show you and all these other bastards real speed.”

raian’s grin was as malice-filled as it was dark. his grip on the steering wheel tightening as he glanced over at you. he chuckled, barely audible, the sound mingling with the growl of the car engine as he pushed the pedal even further. your figure plunging back into the leather seat without warning. your head is in a swivel, hearing the beast's uncontrollable laughter as your body tries to adapt to the frenzied speed of the car.

the tension in the car became unbearable, the mix of danger and adrenaline filling the small space. his eyes flicked back to the road as you contemplated his words, the car's speed climbing with his expectations.

“stop the fucking car! it’s not funny, take me home raian.”

“you’re not going home ‘til i say so, and i say you keep your dolled up ass frozen in that passenger seat.”

his implications hang heavy, tangible as the charged air between you. raian’s hand, powerful and capable, finds a resting place on your thigh, digging into your skin without remorse. a reminder of his presence, his power. though your protests aren’t getting through to him one bit, the sound of your stern voice gets him hot, coaxing more out of you.

the car's interior feels stifling, tension thick between the two of you as headlights and street lamps streak by. you can tell by the tenseness of his jaw and the unwavering hardness pressing against his pants that his ire was vying with raw need. the silent car became a den of smoldered urges, one palpable exhale away from combusting.

“tch. little bitches like you always like to chat, don’t they?—“

“you may think you can bully all these other people on the road, but not me! you need to treat me with respect!”

“what makes you think you deserve my fucking respect? the fact that my cum was swishing inside of you last week makes you think i gotta be fucking jolly to you? hah! what a fucking joke.”

“fuck you!”

“fuck me?”

“fuck you! pull this car over now!”

raian’s scratched voice had a sick grin emerge deep inside. his eyes crinkling from a smile that could cause a god fear.

“if you were so worried ‘bout it... maybe you should have done somethin' to distract me, hah? could’ve curbed my fuckin' enthusiasm. but whatever..”

to hell with that alleyway three feet ahead as he swerved into it, his car jerks to a halt in the seclusion of the dark space. every tick slowed as he turned the headlights off and locked the car doors. even as time felt like it slowed, the hand that laid on your thigh switched to your locks in a quick snap.

“ah!—“

your squeak is muffled by the tight grip in your hair, raian’s jaw ticking as he watches the range of emotions play across your delicate features. he releases a chuckle, a sound scarred and throaty.

“d—don’t touch me!”

“that’s it, isn’t it? you love pissin’ me off ‘cause you know exactly what it leads to. fuckin’ freak. you’re lucky i’m hard too, would’ve kicked you the fuck out by now.”

“gonna make good use of you.”

the words come with a growl, his lips inches from yours as he leans closer, a silent promise of retribution or perhaps a dark form of foreplay.

without warning, his lips crash against yours, an aggressive and possessive kiss that leaves you breathless. it wasnt the kiss itself that made you feel that way, it was the harsh bite on your lips that took the air out your longing lungs. the anger that had been simmering between you diffuses gradually with each forceful movement of raian’s blood covered tongue against yours, seemingly battling for dominance. the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed by someone as fierce and relentless as this man sends a thrilling shiver coursing through your body.

your hands meet with his chest, at first to push him away. this kiss stings, it hurts along with his hand still tangled near your scalp. but as his tongue meets with yours, your head feels fuzzy and your hands relent against his shirt.

raian pulls back his face, mouth open tongue exposed, the mixed saliva dripping from the tip of his tongue as he pants.

“yeah, gonna use you ‘til you break.”

his hand pushes you to his crotch, un-busied hand pulling down his sweats as he stares down at you with anticipation. but as his cock pops up in front of your face, you just can’t stop yourself. his musk is too addictive as you kiss up and down each vein, his member twitching against your crimson red lips.

raian isn’t impressed, at all. a bored expression as he grumbles and slaps your cheek, not full of pain but enough to sting for a few seconds. his hips forcefully separating your soft lips as he uses your mouth. pushing your head down to the base where his pubes tickle your skin. you salivate and gag on his cock, looking up at his face as your head bobs up and down on his length. eyes hazy, you turned into a mess in seconds.

“fuck yeah.”

his gruff whisper barely slices through the stillness, his large hand tangled in your hair, guiding your head in a gentle rhythm. you feel his girth stretch your lips, his hand tightening ever so slightly each time he meets the deeper side of your throat.

every rough thrust interrupts your breath, leaving you gasping, eager, the sound of your muffled gagging mingles with the leather seats squeaking. raian’s assertiveness envelops you, his satisfaction clear in the grunt that escapes him when you hollow your cheeks, the slurping sounds filling the tight space of the car.

he hears the undeniable sounds of your commitment, the involuntary noise that escapes you as he continues to test your limits. the car jostles lightly from his movements, the energy of your eagerness causing the heavy vehicle to rock gently. raian’s breathing becomes ragged, a stark contrast to his usual, nonchalant demeanor.

the sounds of your lewd dedication, the steady rhythm of your gagging, drive raian closer to the edge. with his focus now entirely on you. moments become stretched, every touch, every noise heightened as he surrenders to your oral ministrations, his release imminent.

“fuck— gah!”

his words cut off, a deep chested grunt filling the car as his grip on you becomes a vice, his body tensing. you feel his pulse quicken, the unmistakable twitch as he empties himself, your devotion unwavering. his cum splurts into your throat without warning, your coughing audible as it sticks inside your mouth and makes it a struggle to swallow.

raian laughs at your tussle, pulling you away and into the backseat.

[kuoukyeee]

Hello!! I like how you write. Could I ask you NSFW headcanons of saw paing with wife reader please

AAAHH THANK YOUUU

Also Saw Paing is best boy!!! I hope I did him justice, as its my first time writing about him🙏

This is also my first time writing nsfw, so feedback is GREATLY appreciated. Please pop me a message if you feel like something needs improvement!!!

Nsfw

Afab reader in mind, but not really specified

First of all, you need to have trust and a genuine bond with him, as he's not the type to sleep with strangers. He likes to feel a loving connection and believes that sex is something which brings people together. So you guys are most likely in a long term relationship or married.

The banging would happen in more private places, where nobody can see you two. At home, in a forest, in the fighters waiting room etc..

As to when it happend, it would probably be when he is excited e.g. after a match or an achievement. It would be very 'hard' to get a sad Saw Paing in the mood.

He's not very dominant, but most of the time you find yourself under him, as he gets excited and just jumps on you.

He's 50/50 when it comes to noise.

When you guys have sex under normal conditions hes loud and excited, shouting praises into your ear, telling you how good youre making him feel and how special you are to him. Holding you in his strong grip, and pounding into you at a swift pace. Albeit his thrusts are quite shallow, teasing your g spot, which makes you go crazy. When he cums he drastically picks up his pace, squeezing you even harder and passionately kissing you as he releases his load.

When he's more serious/frustrated hes actually very quiet, only slight continuous whimpers and groans in your ear. His pace is slow and his thrusts are deeper. He holds eye contact with you, his eyes missing that cheerful glow of his, instead his gaze is determined, almost burning holes into you. When he cums he will grind his hips into you, letting out a weak groan, his muscles spasm as he nuzzles his face into your neck.

He really wants to make you feel as good as possible. He's keeping his eyes and ears peeled and also makes sure to ask you during and after what to improve.

I don't think he's that hairy, but I do believe every once in a while he'd get it removed. He's a fighter after all.

His favourite positions are the ones where you guys are face to face, like missionary and lotus. To him it feels more intimate and loving.

Imo his dick is just slightly above average, but its quite thick. He's probs uncircumcised, and his tan tip flushes when hes hard.

He's decent at aftercare, though sometimes you have to remind him to do it.

He would pick you up and place you in bed, if you're not already on it, clean you up a bit and just cuddle and smooch you all over. Sometimes you guys have full conversations if one of you doesn't fall asleep. He really makes you feel loved and seen.

[itbitesback]

hot mouth

summary: what happens when ohma gives you some loving after eating spicy food?

fandom: kengan ashura

pairing: tokita ohma x f!reader

content and warnings: light smut, f!receiving oral, mild injury, cursing, cohabitation

author note: no idea what i was thinking with this idea 😭 this was also supposed to be written in a more lighthearted and comedic tone but it turned out kinda serious? anyway, this is one of the first kengan fics i ever wrote and i decided to finally post it. feedback is appreciated!

word count: 1,341

sigh. what to read now? you ran your fingers over your expansive bookcase, trying to decide what book to sink into next. it was your day off from work and you had just finished a good novel; not in the mood to do anything else but read, you were trying to decide on another, but none of the dozens of books in front of you looked particularly appealing. it was your never ending dilemma that you bought books constantly but could hardly ever make yourself read what you bought. you groaned in frustration, looking even more intently at your unread book collection.

you were looking so intently, in fact, that you didn't even hear the key in the doorknob, or the steady feet on the floor padding in your direction. the soft chuckle that your lover let out behind you when he saw you so focused on your books was also lost on you. you nearly jumped out of your skin when you suddenly felt big arms wrap gently around you.

"AHH- oh, ohma? you scared me babe, god" you said, trying to get your racing heartbeat to calm down. he had just come home from training with rihito. at once, the scent of his masculine smell greeted you. his skin, his hair, and the dried sweat clinging to his body.

you held back a groan. you found his natural scent to be sexy, and he knew it. it's exactly why he held back from immediately showering after training when he was around you. this time, he wanted to use his scent to his advantage, but you weren't yet aware of that.

"back home from training, did you eat yet ohma?" you asked. he grunted in assent. a shiver of excitement went through you; with how he was still wrapped around you, you heard his deep voice right in your ear and felt the vibration in his chest against your back.

ohma, ever observant, took notice of your excitement and smiled to himself. he made his move. he subtly inhaled your scent, rubbing his nose into your skin and nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck while shifting his arms tighter around your middle.

soft kisses were planted on your jugular and you shivered to feel his teeth gently grazing your skin. ah, so he was horny. very quickly into your relationship with ohma you had learned the small differences between his simple affection and his lust. nuzzling and hugs were commonplace between you, and his only goal therein was to show his love and feel yours in return; when teeth and kisses were involved, however…

unexpectedly, he lifted his head from your neck. you almost groaned at the loss of contact. "what are ya doing?" he questioned, referring to your presence in front of the bookshelf. "did you finish that other book?"

"i did, yeah!" you answered although he confused you, did he want to have sex or not? you went on about your book anyway, "it was really good but now i can't figure out what to read next."

"ah," he sounded his understanding as you eagerly began telling him about how the novel ended. he genuinely liked hearing you talk about your interests and he would listen to you go on about them forever, but the literary arts and reading itself was lost on him so he could contribute nothing to conversations about it.

you trailed off when there was nothing more to talk about. there was a silence and tension between you two and you once again became aware of his intoxicating scent, his strong body pressed against yours. whilst you were talking he had shifted his head to rest his chin on your head.

you squirmed under his hold, impatient. "ohma," you mumbled, "give me more."

he chuckled. so then, you wanted exactly what he did.

———

a few minutes later ohma had you pressed up against the wall, naked from the waist down, moaning softly, and hopelessly wet. ohma kneeled under you and was eagerly licking at your cunt; he had begun by rubbing his face against your entire mound, gathering your wetness and the scent of your arousal all over his face. one leg was slung over his shoulder and he gently held you open with his fingers, licking and mouthing all over. he avoided your clit for now, teasing you. you heard him groan every now and then at the taste of you.

your head was thrown back against the wall and one hand was buried in his seaweed hair and the other was on his shoulder, trying to steady yourself in case you fell over (though he would catch you). soft panting moans filled ohma ears.

you were lost to the sensations. his tongue and mouth felt so good. though it kind of felt different than usual, what with the burning sensation—

—burning? why was it burning?

the pain steadily escalated and you abruptly shoved ohma away, starting to pant in fear and pain. your pussy was BURNING! you started frantically flapping your hands and kicking your feet, utterly confused and uncomfortable. what the hell was happening?

ohma could only stare at you in bewilderment from his kneeling position on the floor. “y/n? whats the matter?”

you stared back at him, still squirming with discomfort, then it finally hit you. “ohma,” you started cautiously, “what did you eat before you came home?”

“i had spicy noodles but i don’t see what- ah. shit.” his eyes widened. the terrible realization was apparent on his face.

“you damn idiot! why would you eat spicy food and then come eat me out! it fucking HURTS!”

the burning was getting worse and you didn’t know what to do. you tugged back on your shorts that ohma had discarded earlier and began pacing back and forth in the room in agitation. your breathing was frantic and you couldn’t calm down enough to figure what to do. it was all you could do to not start running around the house like a chicken with its head cut off.

ohma abruptly stood up and hurried out of the room, but you hardly noticed. he then came back; he was the only one sane enough in that moment to find a solution to your problem.

he caught you by the hips mid-pacing and once more kneeled in front of you. “y/n, calm down,” he insisted. “stay still. i’m going to help you.”

you looked down to see him with a wet washcloth in hand; he eased your legs apart and put your hands on his shoulders to steady you. gently but firmly, he pressed the cloth to the open juncture between your legs.

you flinched at the temperature of the cold water, but slowly you felt soothed and the pain eased. with deliberate movements ohma shifted his hand to make sure the cloth could reach every part of your mound. the act itself was achingly intimate.

as you finally calmed down and your body became lax, you looked down at ohma and his face staring back at you reflected the same emotions you felt: embarrassment, bewilderment, but still relief.

———

now you were laid up in your shared bed with ohma, trying to come down from the chaos of earlier. you were huddled up in the covers while your boyfriend sat on the edge of the bed, looking at you.

“i’m sorry, y/n,” he said quietly to you. the usual unshakeable tokita ohma was unsettled by this incident and the fact that he was so careless and caused you such pain. his brows were deeply furrowed; he looked away from you, still ashamed.

you sighed and sat up, resting a comforting hand on his cheek. “listen, lets just put this behind us okay? besides, i have something more important to talk to you about.”

ohma looked at you again, brow raised.

“did i taste better than those noodles?”

his eyebrows shot up in shock. then his face cracked into a rare smile, and you two laughed together.

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tagging: @aneenasevla @ohmaswife @hoe4rairai @kengan-daddies @juliusreinholdswig @milkkicoffee @bokutosbiceps

[fandomwritinga]

Bring more stuff abt Rihito/Lihito

I wanna see some headcannons of yours.

IM SOS SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG I WAS GRADUATING LOL

Anyways here are some random/general/nsfw headcanonc of lihito lol

- ok so there is so much about this man

- He is so big but such a baby

- So lets see what we are working with

- Dude has his own company (regardless of how he came to get it lol)

- He treats his co workers amazingly

- He treats his friends well

- So imagine what he would do if he had a partner?

- Man would do anything for you

- He also has big hands

- Which means he got a big dick-

- So

- He loves when you call him Lihito

- After all everybody calls him that

- But when u use his actual name? Man melts on the spot

- He doesnt know which one to prefer

- So u did a little experiment

- When you guys were going at it you called him his actual name for once

- He stopped

- Looked at you

- Kissed you on the nose

- And he broke the fucking bed

- Also i think he loves your nose

- Just in general like he just likes to kiss you there

- He deff has some weird sex toys

- I mean dude was single for a loooong time so he deff bought some weird shit off the internet

- But now he has you so he doesnt need it anymore…..or?

- Anyways you visit him when he is working and he is over the roof

- He is showing you every place every room like he hasnt done it every time you come there

- He just wants to show off for you

- You sucked his dick under his desk once

- He deff has a list of places where he wants you guys to do it

- When he fights?

- Wooohooooooooooo

- Bark BARK BARK

- Man is HOT

- Before his fight he wants to talk to you

- And only you

- He just wants to see his babe

- After the fight he wins? Be prepared for a pounding

- Of course only after a nice dinner and something romantic

- He is just a big softie

- Sure a bit perverted but still a softie

- Is this getting too long?

- In general he is romantic but not every day

- He will always tell you to have a good day and send you heart texts but he will forget an anniversary

- But he always makes it up to you

- Always

- Eats pussy and ass like a man starved

- Back to the lipstick stuff i said a while ago

- You bought some random lipstick and it was smearing everywhere

- He loved it on you, he loved the color on you, he loved you and he loved the print it left on his dick

- The print of your lips around his dick made him go crazy

- You once were kissing his dick and suddenly u got an urgent phone call

- You had to leave the room ;((

- You left the poor man all by himself

- But when he looked at his dick and saw the mark of your lips?

- He jerked off so hard in that moment

- He also steals ur panties

- For fun i guess

- He masturbates with them

- He got caught once but he didnt stop he just kept going at it while looking at you and saying how much he missed you

- Will kiss every part of your body

- He loves you so much

- He would do anything for you

[yellowelectroslime]

Can you please write relationship headcannons for Wakatsuki Takeshi from kengan

no problem 👍👍

(im not rlly a fan of wakatsuki so sorry if this is too little D:)

this man would be so scared to touch u early on the relationship lol

like he would be scared to hug u, tap u, literally anything

so if u wanna hold him hand u gotta make the move

otherwise he would be too scared

but he is RLLY RLLY PROTECTIVE

like if a creepy guy starts staring at u (bcuz ur BEAUTIFUL <33) he would push u so ur behind him and then he just gotta cross his arms

(bros already pissing his pants lol)

once yall spend enough time tgt he starts to warm up and tries physical affection more often

but he’s still rlly gentle abt it :)

[burunetto-mx]

ϟ Master List ! • ANIME

✦ IMPORTANT: I ​​don't speak English, only half; I use a translator, if some words are misspelled, I'm sorry.

⌗ Puedo crear solo en español y/o ingles si gustan ♡

•It’s ready, it’s only for anime/manga characters.

ϟ IMPORTANT RULES + FANDOM!

⚝ Orders: Opened.

๑ JUJUTSU KAISEN:

ϟ NAOYA ZEN'IN + NSFW + JUJUTSU KAISEN ϟ YUTA OKKOTSU + NSFW + JUJUTSU KAISEN ϟ Maki at a sleepover + Y/N + Headcanons

๑ ONE PUNCH MAN:

ϟ  Various characters+ Headcanons + ONE PUNCH MAN ϟ  Various characters+ Headcanons + ONE PUNCH MAN ϟ  Various characters+ Headcanons + ONE PUNCH MAN ϟ Genos + Headcanons + ONE PUNCH MAN

๑ KIMETSU NO YAIBA:

HEADCANONS + TANJIRO KAMADO + BOYFRIEND HEADCANONS + PILLARS+ ROMANCE

[fleshyfeast]

Me remembering that one fic that I liked so much but now I can’t reread it anymore for shits and giggles because it got deleted/the author deleted it.

[smutbutoutofnowhere]

when the fanfic famine so bad you gotta use cai

[janitetsu]

Meeting Xia Yan and eventually “dating” him Headcanons!

wc: 1,535 words this was supposed to be short...i blame the lack of yan content! no one's writing for him? fine, i'll do it myself!! SFW, written with gender-neutral pronouns <3

Yan is the literal top dog, the Head of The Worm. He is NOT going to be dating or even forming relationships from within the organization. Everything is strictly professional there, and he doesn’t need additional headaches. He doesn’t want to worry about his S/O doing their job wrong or getting beaten up by the Kengan Association. This man hates his own twin, though, who on Earth doesn’t hate Ji? He also already has enough on his plate with Wulong, who has definitely taken decades off his life with the stress he causes. Save this man.

With this, I want to say that his dynamic with a civilian partner would be very interesting. Or a partner semi-involved with the Kengan Association (like being an office worker from or someone with a distinguished position for one of the companies who have Kengan fighters)

Perhaps he’d meet you while spectating a Kengan match or when he’s looking for Wulong. Of course, while wearing his usual disguise, his first words to you would be: “Have you seen an old man/middle-aged man with a ponytail and stubble…”

Yan is NOT used to genuineness. Trust is earned, yet most often broken (Ji’s constant failures alongside other potential Worm fuckups, and Wulong’s whimsy has definitely made his trust issues worse, thus being more stressed), and everyone always has ulterior motives in his world, so meeting and eventually having a partner who’s genuine and kind will definitely boggle his mind (in a good way), so when they reply they haven’t, but are willing to dedicate some of their time to helping him would surprise him. Why would this person drop what they were doing and help me, a total stranger, he would think. He could be a scam artist. A kidnapper. A trafficker, or what he actually is—the head of a terrorist organization, yet here you were, still helping. Is this stupidity and gullibility, or just plain, genuine kindness? If the latter, then, why? He can’t tell. He needs to keep an eye on your potential idiocy.

Has never had serious partners. All of the ones he had were for these reasons: > he was one of the former Head’s sons (the less arrogant, less painful to be around, and calmer one) and therefore had a lot of hopeful partners who were trying to gain favor with his father > introduced and formally referred by his father > for overall very shallow and ingenuine intentions

Because of the reasons above, he’ll be very skeptical of getting into a relationship or getting too involved, much less with a normal civilian

Will get your contact details in the most discreet way possible, that is, by asking for your name and number, also leaving his own details with you (most likely using a fake name since he was the one who gave that idea to Wulong before), “just in case you do see an old man/middle-aged man with a ponytail and stubble”

He excuses himself quickly after. Gets back to the Bilton Hotel eventually, and he cannot think about anything else but YOU

He has never PURSUED anyone before, he’s never had the time or interest in forming relationships (that could end up intimate?!?!), what should he do? Wait for you to text or do it of his own accord? Oh, should he make a call or text? But calls could be invasive. It’s different with Wulong, that motherfucker either answers calls, or he completely doesn’t. What if you’re busy? What if you’re helping someone else? What if—

He texts you.

It’s a simple thank-you message for offering to help him out earlier.

“I’ve found the man I was looking for. Thank you for being kind enough to offer help earlier.”

Should he…add that he’d like to see you again? But that would seem too forward. He might seem like a creep. THE Head of the Worm, being worried he might be seen by a creep by someone like you? That’s new.

But it’s a valid fear. Not just that, he’s literally in a terrorist group. The HEAD of it, even. He might—no, will just bring you danger.

But, maybe, if he’s careful enough, it could work. He’d just need to always don his disguise.

With this in mind, he does also end up asking you out, most likely to eat (he’s always seen eating outside with Wulong) at a café or Japanese/Chinese food joint (might take you to that great gyoza place he and Wulong ate at)

When you do settle on an available day, you see him wearing…close to the same thing he wore the last time you saw him. At first you think he’s an important person, maybe a Douyin celebrity, since he gave you a Chinese name? He’s shifty and always looking around, too.

Through his black-tinted sunglasses, he sees you. His heart starts beating fast, and it feels like he’s got a lump stuck in his throat. Try as he might to swallow said lump, it won’t go away and only makes him more…anxious. An emotion he rarely felt. Maybe it’s just his disguise, but his face feels…hot. Even his ears. It’s a good thing he’s got a facemask on, too.

Keep in mind, this man is said to EASILY clear two meters (likely 6’6 ft). Tall and imposing. No one’s going to dare approach you when you’re with him, even with that disguise.

Will always treat you on your dates. He’s a bit of a traditionalist. Not only that, but he’s also got enough wealth that will last him for generations. You try to offer and pay, but he will insist on paying as the one who initiates dates…Dates? Hangouts? He doesn’t know yet. But he likes getting to know you.

Likes getting to know about your mundane life. Overall, just listening to you. It feels nice to listen and not be the one barking orders. He’s never known what it’s like to be…normal. He’s had his own fair of hardships, sure, overexerting himself to be even on par with his twin brother’s innate martial arts abilities, and managing an organization as big and worldwide as The Worm, but of course, that’s nothing compared to most other people. He’s literally a terrorist, for fuck’s sake. But here he is, being on a…normal date. It’s forbidden, he shouldn’t be doing this, but something about you was just so inviting and genuine. He’s experiencing from you things and emotions he’s never had the chance of feeling ever since he was born.

After around five dates, he starts to remove his facial disguise bit by bit. On your sixth, you were surprised to find him without the sunglasses. (Since we still don’t have an official volume cover of Yan, I assume he has the same hair and eye colors as Ji’s volume cover!) He was already peculiar enough as is with the white hair, but having pretty pastel cream eyes only made him more unique…ly pretty. He’s so beautiful, and you haven’t even seen the rest of his face yet!

Does his best to be vague about his line of work, especially in the first month of “hanging out”.  Dating? Well, there’s no label yet, and Yan hasn’t completely finished checking your background yet to deem you safe. You ask him if he’s famous, and he says “Well, yes.”, and does not elaborate further. Vague, but still, it’s an answer, you thought.

After two months is when he finally removes his facemask, too. He’s probably finished checking your background. You are safe and not a threat (to his heart, though, perhaps you are). Now you REALLY think he’s some Douyin Chinese celebrity. His stoic charm, smooth and pretty face, extremely tall stature, and the way he really pays attention and looks at you as you talk about whatever? He’d be perfect for those boyfriend POV videos on TikTok/Douyin.

He only hopes The Connector will not hear about this, and, if he does, not mercilessly tease him about it. Knowing Wulong, he’d probably encourage these feelings (to get Yan off his ass, but also for Yan to experience and finally have some semblance of normalcy), but also tease him.

“When are you gonna see them next?” “Where are you gonna take them next?” “Oh, take them to the bar Joji and I went to.”

“Connector, please, shut the fuck up.”

He will not. He’s got self-proclaimed millennia of “relationship” experience (probably bullshitting, Yan can’t tell)

It’s a real slow burn with this man, but it’ll be worth it. He’s very patient, attentive, and always ends his imperatives (shall we go out? shall we move to the park nearby? shall we hold hands?, etc.) with “…but only if you’d really like to, of course.” Never one to force you.

It’s risky, but he really likes these newfound emotions and experiences he has with you. He’s willing to give it a try. Someday, in the very near future, he’ll tell you his real name, too.

[darkdevasofdestruction]

Your Guardian Angel - Tokita Ohma Love Story ( Kengan Ashura ) ~ On Going

Summary:

Once, a great a fighter, yet unknown to the world, fell prey to his first defeat, and he lay on the ground, pitiful and broken, rained down and with ribbons of crimson leaving his body. A shy angel coming home found him and brought him to safety, mending his wounds and tending to his broken spirit, until he had regained consciousness. As he opened his eyes, and witnessed the first person to care for him, he made a vow to always protect her, with his fists, to repay her kindness. It was only then that Tokita Ohma's newfound hope was discovered, and he was ready to achieve his goal in life - To be the very best fighter there is.

Chapter 1 - The Healing Angel Chapter 2 - Debt Chapter 3 - Promise Of Reunion Chapter 4 - The Ashura and The Kitsune Chapter 5 - The Forbidden Technique Chapter 6 - Replacement Chapter 7 - I WANT TO HAVE YOUR BABIES! Chapter 8 - The Betrayal Chapter 9 - Let The Show Begin! Chapter 10 - Strengthening Friendship Bonds Chapter 11 - Am I Wrong? Chapter 12 - Foxes Have Fangs And Rabies Chapter 13 - New Rules, New Moves Chapter 14 - Battle Of The Psychos Chapter 15 - Distress Chapter 16 - Unlikely Best Friend Chapter 17 - The Kitsune Chapter 18 - Le Petit Empereur Chapter 19 - The Return Of The Queen Chapter 20 - Ken Doll and Barbie the CEO Chapter 21 - 👑Kengan de Huángdi👑 Chapter 22 - Crimson Spider Lily Chapter 23 - The Connector  Chapter 24 - Wǒ Qīn'ài de Húxiān Huánghòu

[maochira]

Synopsis: For some reason, your brother thinks you and Ohma are dating. And you decide to take this chance to mess with him.

Tags: gn!Raian's older sibling!reader, reader is about Ohma's age, overprotective lil bro!Raian, mentions/descriptions of jealous Karura, lots of chaos, based on this ask I sent to @yellowelectroslime and the reblogs, @aneenasevla asked for this to be a fic and I am here to serve

Your younger brother has been behaving a little odd lately. Sure, he's always been weirdly overprotective over you while insisting on having a harsh rivalry with you at the same time, but his actions in recent times are... new.

The moment you are in a 10-meter radius of Ohma, Raian becomes tense. It always seems like half of his attention is on you and the other half is on Ohma.

No matter how much you think about it, you're never quite able to figure out a reason that makes sense. Your brother's aggressive and often irrational personality doesn't make it much easier. It's nothing you could address directly either because Raian is never honest about his feelings when it comes to something that concerns you. He'd rather find excuses or act as if you didn't say anything at all.

He has never even admitted how overprotective he is over you, no matter how many of the Kure Clan members have teased him about it and pointed it out.

You promised your brother to accompany him on a mission today. But you were so busy training with Ohma, you lost track of time and Raian ended up going without you. It's not like he needs your help anyway. It just would have been nice to spend time together as siblings - like you used to when you were younger.

You find yourself feeling guilty and knocking at your brother's door to apologize.

"You're just a tiny bit too late, you know?" Raian hisses while he opens the door. Even before he saw who knocked, he knew it could only be you. Who else would come to his room voluntarily?

"I'm sorry", you immediately apologize. "I forgot-"

"Yeah yeah I get it you were too busy making out with your boyfriend." Raian rolls his eyes while leaning against the doorframe. "I got the job done so don't worry about that."

The mention of "boyfriend" made your eyes widen a bit. This is the moment you realize why Raian has been acting so odd lately: He thinks you and Ohma are a couple.

Your reaction seems to prove Raian's suspicion - although he couldn't be more wrong. A condescending grin forms on his lips as he begins to speak again. "You really think I didn't notice what's going on between you and Ohma?"

It takes a lot of effort for you to hold back your own grin. "Oh? What do you think is going on between Ohma and me?"

A short huff escapes Raian. "It's so obvious that you're dating. Why didn't you simply tell me about it?" His expression begins to darken. "Don't you trust me?"

"Raian, come on-"

He quickly interrupts you. "Whatever. I figured it out on my own anyway."

Without giving you the chance to respond Raian shuts the door. You stand there for a few more seconds, wondering what to do now.

Every other person would clear up the misunderstanding. But not you. To you, this is the perfect opportunity to mess with your brother.

The next day when you meet up with Ohma to train, you immediately tell him what happened and that he should pretend to be your boyfriend. While Ohma doesn't completely understand why you want him to do that, he sees this as a chance to hopefully get Karura to understand he's not her boyfriend or future husband.

For the next two weeks, you and Ohma have your fun fake-dating and laughing about Raian's reactions in secret. It's hilarious to see your brother getting angry over something that's not even real.

Karura on the other side is extremely jealous of you. She's passive-aggressive whenever she talks to you and sees you as a rival now. Unfortunately for Ohma, she keeps accusing him of cheating on her and tells you to stay away from him. Occasionally you get death threats from her and just to be extra careful you don't accept any food from her - who knows if she poisoned it?

"Maybe it's time to drop our lie." Ohma suggests as you finish today's training. "I don't want Karura to end up hurting you." While he says it with a slight chuckle, you also know he's serious.

"Eh, I'm way stronger than her so that's not an issue. I know she'd never attack me anyway." You respond with a shrug, although you still agree with Ohma's suggestion. "But yes, we should tell them. I think if we keep this up any longer the other clan members are going to think we're a couple as well."

Ohma nods in agreement and leans his back against the wall. "Alright. It was your idea, so you have to be the one to tell Raian the truth."

Simply imagining a scenario like that causes you to groan in frustration. Ohma is right, it was your idea. And also, Raian is your brother. If Ohma told him the truth things would end up a lot worse than you intended when you started messing with Raian.

After leaving the training grounds you spot Raian on your way home, so you decide right now is the best moment to tell him. As long as you're outside, he hopefully won't yell too loud.

"Yo, lil bro!" You call out and walk into your brother's direction.

"Don't call me that." He hisses and crosses his arms in front of his chest.

He's always hated being called your little brother. To him, it sounds as if you were above him. Raian prefers the term "younger brother" because it only points out the age difference. And besides, he's taller than you, because for some reason the youngest siblings are always the tallest.

"Do you have a moment to talk? There's something important I wanna tell you."

Raian raises an eyebrow, slightly intrigued but not wanting to show it too much. "Shoot."

"Ohma and I aren't dating." You reply rather bluntly.

For a few moments, Raian only stares back at you. He's confused and goes through all the things that would prove you and Ohma being a couple.

Since your brother doesn't say anything in response, you decide to continue.

"When you first told me you knew Ohma was my boyfriend, I was confused but thought it'd be fun for us to pretend to mess with you."

The grin on your face is quickly wiped away when Raian suddenly grabs your collar and steps closer to tower over you. "You son of a bitch! Why would you do that?!"

Being called "son of a bitch" by your brother sure is ironic, but right now isn't the moment to point that out. Instead, you begin to smirk again because there's no way you're letting your little brother have the upper hand right now. It was you who messed with him in the first place, and it should be you who gets the last word in this.

"It was funny. Seeing how my little brother gets all overprotective just because he thought I had a boyfriend. And you always pretend to not care that much about me."

"Shut up!" Raian yells right into your face before letting you go. "I am NOT overprotective! I was just... whatever, that's unimportant by now anyways! Thank god you're not actually dating him."

There's so much more you could respond, but Raian sees Ohma walking by and immediately calls his name, then challenges him to a fight.

You being you, you immediately say you'll join as well.

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[kuoukyeee]

Can i get passionate nsfw w agito x wife reader 💕?

Hiiiiii you guyssss. Sorry for responding late, I re wrote this shit like 10 times and just couldn't come up with stuff to write. (the only thing i could think abt is that when you smash agito the only thing you can hear is his cheeks clapping)

Im not rlly satisfied with how it came out but 🤷‍♀️ Probably never gonna do scenarios/stories unless specified in the asks, cus this took me way too fucking long.

Also idk if this is passionate like the req asked. Sooo???

Feedback is appreciated!! This is not proof read!!!

Nsfw

Afab reader

Creampieeeee

He treads lightly as he follows you around the house. Eyeing your body through the slit in the ajar bedroom door. Eyes darkening with lust as he watches you take off your clothes.

His jaw clenching as he feels his dick throb just watching you. How the curve of your ass is emphasised by the soft gleam of the ceiling light. How your nipples get hard from the cool air in the room. How your pussy is peaking at him whenever you bend over. Agito scowls. He zones out as thousands of questions run through his usually rational mind.

The creek of the door handle turning pulls him out of his stupor. No way was he going to miss this opportunity.

He rushes from behind the door, snaking his arms around your waist. Kissing you feverishly over your shoulder before you can react. With arousal clouding his mind, he pushes you to nearest wall and grinds his clothed boner into your bare back side.

Seeing his desperation, you giggle into the kiss, deciding to tease him a bit. "Is there something you need help with?". You coyly ask over your shoulder after breaking the kiss, batting your eyelashes with fake innocence. Grunting in response, Agito spins you so you're facing him, smashing his lips against yours once again.

Warm, large calloused hands glide tenderly all over your body, leaving goosebumps in their trail. Paying special attention to every curve and dip on your body, groping and massaging all that he can reach.

Agito breaks the kiss and kneels infront of you. Your eyes widen like saucers. This man who used to be so cold and withdrawn when you met him, willing to give you this much pleasure? You feel butterflies in your stomach from all this tenderness and vulnerability he's showing you. No one would believe you if you'd told them that the great mighty fang is so gentle and caring with you.

Agito sits you on his wide shoulders, looking directly at your dripping pussy with a determined look on his face. Wasting no time, he inserts his thick middle finger and ring finger into you, slowly stretching you out. He slowly works you up, the juices from your wet hole roll down his knuckles, and drip to the floor. Sloppy, squelchy sounds echo throughout the bathroom, accompanied by your soft sighs.

You squeeze your eyes shut as your sight gets foggy. Your body relaxes, your limbs grow heavy and your mind goes numb. You let yourself succumb to the pleasure hes giving you.

Noticing how much you enjoy this, he decides to indulge you. He leans closer and kisses your clit, gently swirling his tounge up and down over the sensitive nub. He builds you up steadily as you taught him, his fingers and tounge not missing any strokes.

Instinctively you close your legs around Agitos head, squeezing him, your back arches off the wall and your hands fly to Agitos head, gripping his hair and pulling him closer. He speeds up, setting a punishing pace with both his tounge and fingers, abusing your sensitive pussy.

You mewl and moan uncontrollably, your sweet sounds being music to Agito's ears. Your hips buckle against his thick tounge and your walls flutter around his thick, long fingers.

You throw your head back, moaning and whimpering out loud like a wild animal in heat, basically screaming. Your body trembles and squirms uncontrollably in Agitos hold. Your clit spasms rhytmically, the pleasure coming over you in euphoric waves. They way his fingers and tounge work so efficiently over your sex finally pushes you over the edge.

He pulls his fingers out of you, leaving you empty and clenching around nothing. He takes you off his shoulders and stands up. You slide down the wall and sit on the floor, trying to catch your breath.

You look tiredly up at him as he slides off his shirt and pants revealing to you his chiseled body, tired eyes ogle his figure absorbing every last detail. From the way his dark masculine features complement his chiseled face, how his adams apple bobs everytime he grunts and sighs, how his chest and abs ripple and harden under your gaze, how the mucles on his thick thighs flex whenever he moves.

Agito pulls his boxers off, his hard cock springing up. Haphazardly throwing his clothes into a random coner and focusing his attention onto you. His little sweetheart, all sweaty and trembling, waiting for him.

He lays you down on the cold bathroom tiles. His piercing gaze examines your sweaty body. The way your chest heaves, how your boobs sit so perfectly on top. He lowers his gaze even further, eyes dragging over your stomach and down to your pussy. Your little flushed clit and hole covered in a layer of creamy juices.

His poor neglected dick twitches at the sight of you stretched out under him so deliciously, so helpless and so vulnerable under him. No longer being able to wait, he leans down and kisses you tenderly, holding your face in his huge hands and rubbing his cock between your wet folds. He groans into the kiss, finally feeling some sort of stimulation to soothen his painfully hard cock.

With all your remaining strength you lift your numb legs around his waist, and hold on to the back of his neck, hissing at the feeling of your clit being stimulated once more in such a short span of time. 

He breaks the kiss and looks down at you with those sharp eyes of his. "Are you ready?" He asks you with a hint of tenderness behind his usually stoic tone. "Yes... go ahead" you manage to groan out.

He speads some of your juices on his cock and prods at your entrance, slowly pushing himself in. Shuddering at the feeling of your pussy sucking him in. He pulls you closer to him, bottoming out inside you. He starts slowly thrusting, sighing into your ear and closing his eyes, taking his sweet time and enjoying himself after yearning for you the entire day.

The sides of his girthy cock press over your spongy g spot and his leaking tip prods your cervix everytime he bottoms out. The addicting sensation making you once again to squirm and whimper. He leans close, pressing his large body against yours, trapping your smaller trembling body between him and the cold tiles. The sound of skin against skin fills the room and the delicious smell of sex sends both of you into overdrive.

Tears prickle your eyes as he overstimulates you. The aching hurts so good, that you cant help but decorate his neck and upper back with pink scratches.

Knowing he's close, he starts speeding up his thrusts. Not willing to cum before you, he holds himself back. His muscles tense, all his focus on rubbing your clit and angling his hips to hit the right spots inside you.

The feeling of your nails on his skin only spurs him on. He places his free hand under your lower back rocking you back and forwards, like a cock sleeve. Your skin ripples and stings from the sheer strength of your hips colliding. Tears trickle down your face from the pleasure, your clit and walls spasm and your body jolts against his as he rubs you faster.

In an attempt to soothe you Agito leans in, his dishevelled hair tickling your face as your bodies rock back and forwards. He grunts and groans into your skin as he kisses away your salty tears. His husky sounds sending tingles down your spine and directly into your aching cunt.

Coarse tired moans leave your mouth, the only thing you can do is helplessly hold onto Agitos neck as he pounds into your numb body.

You keen and gasp as you feel the familiar feeling in your crotch, frantically squirming and clawing at his back. You whine and whimper pathetically as the familiar feeling washes over you. He holds you down, watching your face contort in pleasure and your body reacting to his.

He continues thrusting through your orgasm, now chasing his own. His hip falter occasionally as he looses himself inside you. He drags out every thrust, wanting to feel all of you.

His brows furrow and eyes screw shut as his toned abdomen flexes, his dick twitches and balls tighten. He wraps his arms around your sweaty writhing form, pulling you into a bear hug as seemingly endless thick ropes of hot, virile, cum shoot into you.

His thrusts slow and eventually stop, he presses his cheek against your head as he holds you close. Reaching your hands to stroke his sweaty back and rake your fingers through his tussled hair.

You both lay on the floor in comforting silence, basking in the afterglow. Nothing needs to be said between you two as he leans back and kisses you so sweetly. Dark eyes gazing longingly into yours.

[rihitos-irl-look-alike]

This right here did something to me🧍🏼