#kira imagine

[hypertechnica]

in the middle of reading nana visitor’s book on women in star trek and i’m in shambles . i’m in shambles

she details in chronological order the women casted in star trek, their individual experiences and hardships as well as their marks left on audiences

the section detailing her own experiences as kira as well as an actress had me very emotional,,, i never knew the amount of things she endured + the infinite love she has for her character really adds context for her incredible performance in ds9

[kittysauce]

au where L and Light fall in love during the yotsuba arc ............... i think its a crazy interesting concept

[malavera]

just thinking about how logan definitely would always want to cum in your pussy. even though you told him to not cum in you because you're off the pill for a month, he'd just want to burry his seed deep in your warm cunt you know? and when you say things like, "please, logan, don't cum in me." he'd just grunt in anger while his hips snapped even faster, drilling his cock into your juicy cunt. "mmhh.. shut up." grunting before slapping your mouth with his palm and lay his forehead against yours watching your eyes widened. "'m gonna cum deep in this cunt, and you cant stop me." and when he's reaching his high, he'd let out the most pornographic moans mixed after just letting himself go, spurting his hot seed inside your cunt. "that's right princess, you're gonna have my pup, and you're not going anywhere, you're mine, forever."

brb need to drench myself in holy water.

[nottswitch]

⋆˙⟡♡ VENUS IN PISCES

venus in pisces paints such an idealistic picture of their partner that it can be hard for them to notice red flags. this placement is sensitive and emotional, which makes the tears easy to flow when overwhelmed.

theo nott x reader x lorenzo berkshire

warnings: 18+ mdni, double penetration, dacryphilia, unprotected sex, slight overstimulation, sharing, praise, cursing

nav // event / more

you and theo have been talking about this for a while – both of you were into the idea of a threesome, so it just seemed right to try it with one of his willing friends. what you didn’t expect, though, was him to show up with none other than lorenzo. the latter’s smirk should’ve been a dead giveaway that it’s not going to be gentle – and oh god, it wasn’t.

your body was pressed tightly to theo’s as you laid on top of him, your face tucked into his neck. his cock was deep inside your dripping pussy, easily sliding in and out, as was lorenzo’s. you didn’t know what to expect before, but now you were certain – having two big dicks in your pussy was probably the best pleasure you’d ever felt, as much as it was painful and unusual at first.

"fuck, nott, you’ve been keeping all this to yourself all this time, huh?” you heard enzo’s voice from behind as he thrusted deeper, prompting theo to do the same. he chuckled hoarsely, his hand finding your chin to tilt your head. he wanted to look at you, even though you were doing your best to stay hidden in the crook of his neck – you were too out of it, too flustered and somewhat embarrassed.

"she’s so good, i know. aren’t you, tesoro?" theo murmured, gazing tenderly into your glassy eyes. the sight of tears about to fall down your cheeks made his expression soften, which was a complete contrast to the deep and hard way he was fucking you in. "aren’t you so pretty like that?”

you barely managed to nod, overwhelmed by the pleasure his and his friend’s cocks we’re giving you. a tear escaped, making a wet trail down your cheek, falling onto theo’s bare chest. his thumb swiped over your skin, wiping it away, and enzo seemed to have caught that even from behind. a small groan left his mouth, and his grip on your hips turned bruising – he had always had a weakness for seeing pretty girls cry.

"and she’s crying, fuck— she’s a goddamn jewel," he gritted out, his tongue sticking out to lick at his bottom lip, short, panting breaths drying it out in an instant. "can i see?”

theo smirked, though somehow it looked even in this situation, and tugged on your chin, turning your face to the side.

"my beautiful girl… isn’t that right, amore?" he drawled as his hips thrusted up in a particularly strong move. you loudly gasped, and a flow of tears erupted from your widened eyes, streaming down your flushed face.

the boys groaned in unison, impossibly aroused by the sight. theo couldn’t hold back from capturing your lips with his in a sloppy kiss, while lorenzo tried hard not to cum right on the spot. he knew theo wouldn’t take it lightly, him getting release before his girlfriend could, so he had to compose himself, even though the sound of your desperate sobs was bringing him closer and closer to the much anticipated end. though with the way you were clenching around their needy, throbbing cocks, neither of them would have to wait for long.

[yourmamakira]

Nasty dog — jj maybank

jj finds himself staring at you more then usual, and if anyone could read his mind, they would think he was one nasty dog.

jj x fem!reader , warnings — slight vulgar thoughts, fem pogue reader,

“ back to the Kitty cuz’ she’s kinda pretty, I can’t stop lookin’ at er’ ti-ti-ti-face!

Me and cat mama rode into the distant fog, Little did she know imma’ nasty DOG. “

The slight gloss on your pink lips made them look so soft. The way they jutted out slightly whenever somone would poke fun at you made you look like the cutest thing known to mankind.

The way you pranced around, care free, in that little pink bikini set that showed off every single one of your curves, gave the impression that you didn’t care who looked.

Or maybe you didn’t notice the stares, the looks you got at the beach partys as you laughed and spoke to as many people as Humanly possible, you didn’t care.

You didn’t notice the way jj tracked you with his eyes, the way he followed your every move, to ensure sure you’re safety—or at least that’s what he’s telling himself to justify his nasty thoughts.

Thoughts of taking you away from everyone else’s gaze, bringing you home or ruining your perfect mascara by making it treck down your face from good ol’ happy tears.

As he watched you laugh with Kieara across the fire, he couldn’t help the thoughts, he couldn’t hear what the two of you were talking about but he could only imagine the sweet sound of your voice,

How it Sounded like heaven itself when you spoke his name in any context.

“jj!” A voice called from beside him, and he hesitantly ripped his gaze from you, to meet eyes with Pope. That’s not who he wanted to hear call his name.

“Hm?” Is all he said before going back to stare at you, only to find you 5 feet away talking to a group of people he didn’t know, but obviously you did. You knew everyone.

“Dude, you’re basically undressing her with your eyes.” Pope spoke as he watched as jj watched you intently.

Finally jj came to his senses and he looked away, finally reaching popes look, pope shook his head with a snicker, “you, are whipped my guy. Utterly whipped.” He said as he finally caught a gaze at his two best friends, You and Keiara.

Pope couldn’t just lie, you and Kieara were two fine girls. He knew about JJ’s huge crush on you, and him Kieara, if you both would give in you all would make one hella two man.

Pope looked back at jj and watch as his star struck eyes followed your frame from across the fire. “When are you gonna’ tell er’ man?” Pope spoke with his eyes shifting between you and the puppy eyed boy.

jj looked away from you for a split second, then back to you, and the alcohol must have taken an effect because he swore you grew a pair of angel wings as you spun around and danced.

“I..I don’t know what you mean man.” He said mindlessly, when in reality, he knew exactly what he means.

Everyone did.

They didn’t miss the way his eyes would follow your every step, the way they would light up in adoration every time you spoke to him.

The way he never wore a frown when you didn’t, your emotions slowly turning into his.

The way he studied you for hurt whenever they came back from adventures, the way he would stare at you in a way no one else could.

And they certainly didn’t miss the way he mentally traced every curve his eyes could see, taking off peice by piece, essentially torturing himself.

To put it simply, Jj Maybank, was utterly in love with you.

And he made it very obvious to everyone except himself and you.

Like now, how he watched you sit next to a kook whom looked at you with a sickening grin. you, hunched over and laughing so hard that you clutched your stomach, and he couldn’t look away.

Because less then 20 feet away from him was You, His girl, sitting with a stupid Kook. What were you laughing about? How could you sit there and look so beautiful?

How could you sit there, in your pretty pink bathing suit that was one size to small, hugging your bust just oh so right, looking so…delicious.

Jj couldn’t help it, he really couldn’t, but the way you leaned back and laughed, every part of you bouncing when you walked, how could he help it?

And it didn’t help that he wasn’t the only one who seen you walk around like that, but what set jj apart from everyone else is that he saw more then just your body. He saw you.

But in this moment, he wanted nothing more then to take you away from every possible watching eye, and have you all to himself.

He was selfish, yes. But he could live with that knowing you were all his.

He could live with shielding your innocents from the cruel world.

“JJ!” he was pulled out of his head at the sound of your yelling voice, he quickly looked up so see you sprinting over to you with a big smile on your face, John B right on your tail.

You laughed loudly as you smoothly grabbed JJ’s shoulders and ducked behind him to hide.

John B stopped in front of the both of you, jj who adorned a smile on his face and you whom peaked from behind him with a giggle.

“Y/N.” John B scolded with crossed arms, you tilited your head down and looked up through your eyelashes.

jj looked behind him and quickly grabbed your arm before you bolted again, he swiftly pulled you over his shoulder and grabbed you by your waist, laying your body over his legs, your hanging over.

You giggled out again as jj ticked your stomach. He then suddenly stopped and gave you a look with raised eyebrows.

You sighed quietly and looked back up at John B who still stood there crossed arms.

“What’d you do now, pooch?” jj said looking between you and John B.

You gave him those sweet puppy eyes and then hid your face in his shirt. jj chuckled and looked up at John B with a questioning look.

“She threw sand at me, Got it all in my drink, again!” John B said as he looked down at you whom still hid.

jj looked back down to you and shook you by your way waist,

“Pooch,” he said leaning down to meet your face, “Pooch come outta’ there”

You slowly took your face out of his shirt but didn’t meet either of the staring eyes.

jj shook you again and you sighed louder this time,

“M’ sorry John B..” you mumbled under your breath, jj shook his head then sat you up so you sat fully on his lap.

“Say it like you mean it”

You groaned then stood up and walked over to John B, standing in front of him with a downward head.

“I’m sorry for kicking sand at you and getting it in your drink, John B, I didn’t mean it.” You looked up at him and gave him your best puppy eyes, he sighed then wrapped his arms around you in a hug.

“You’re forgiven” he spoke then kissed the top of your head before jotting back off to his seat.

You smiled before turning around and looking down to jj whom was already staring at you.

You smile and say back down on his lap, he wrapped one of his arms around your waist, then other coming down on your thigh.

you both smiled wide at each other, “Hi jay,” you said, “Hi pooch,” he replied

After examining each others faces, you suddenly raised your arm and took his hat off his head, putting it on yours.

You smiled in triumph and looked down at him, he had no words for what he was feeling,

Every part of him was on fire. His head, his heart, his pants…

The more you stared at him, the lore his thoughts raced,

Your boobs were smooshed in his face, eye level, your thighs felt like what he imagined clouds to feel like, soft and warm.

The way you smiled down at him, he wanted you to make more faces on top of him.

He wanted more of you, all of you.

You brought your face closer to him and softly kissed his nose, he smiled impossibly wider, “what was that for?”

You tilted your head as you matched his smile, “just ‘cause.”

“Just ‘cause?” He repeated, and you brought your face closer again and repeated it one more time, “Yeah, just ‘cause.”

His breath hitched as he looked deeper into your eyes, he wanted to make them roll back into your head.

As y’all stared, y’all’s faces got closer, and closer, till there was little to no space left.

The tent in his pants got tighter, as did his grip on your thigh.

And when he thought you’d pull away, you didn’t, and your lips connected with his.

The kiss was slow, passionate, molded for the others.

Your lips loved in sync, he raised his hand to grab the back on your neck. You swiped you Tounge across his lip and he immediately opened his mouth to give you access. Your tongue shot into his mouth, exploring every inch of it. Leaving no place untouched.

The kiss deepened, you reached your hand up and grabbed his face with both your hands. Gripping his cheeks with a firm grip.

Both of you were running out of air but neither wanted to part.

It was only until pope walked up with Kiara and spoke that you two separated,

“Jeez, suck the air out of Each other, just die from lack of oxygen, that’s cool.” Pope said as he sat on the seat next to the two of you.

Kiara then spoke up, “yeah, and what happened to the no Pouge on Pouge Macking rule?” She said sitting next to Pope

jj tore his gaze away from you to look at his friends, “that rules stupid literally no one follows that rule.” Pope then pointed to jj, “that’s what I said!”

“Besides,” jj continued, “when have I ever been known to follow rules?” He finished and looked back to you were was playing with the hairs on the back of his head staring at his face as he spoke.

You smiled again as you attacked his face. Pushing your body against his in the most lude way possible.

The two of you moaned against each other and Pope and Kiara couldn’t help but grimace as you two basically fucked with clothes on.

“Okay Okay,” said a John B who had arrived with Sarah in toe, “that’s enough PDA.” He said sitting across from the two of you, watching with disgust.

jj rolled his eyes and pulls you closer breaking the kiss, “Your right John B, That’s enough PDA, come on pooch, we’re taking this party in the house.” Is all he said as he picked you up with your legs wrapped around his waist.

“Don’t get pregnant!” Yelled Kiara but it fell to deaf ears as the two of you were already making out again.

When he finally got you into the house and into a random room he locked the door then threw you on the bed.

He spun around and you giggled as he walked over to you, then hovered over you, knee between your legs.

“You know how pretty you are?” He said brushing hair out your face.

You smiled and brought your arms around his neck.

He got the message, no more talking was needed, except the sweet praises he whispered in your ears of course.

NOT PROOF READ

[satsugacafe]

「 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦 」

➳❥ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Aizen, Kisuke, Shunsui, Jushiro, Byakuya, Zaraki, Gin, Shinji, Hisagi, Kira, Ichigo, Renji, Uryu, Yhwach, Jugram, Askin, Bazz-B, Grimmjow, Starrk, Ulquiorra

➳❥ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!reader, cockwarming

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Loves it: They enjoy it far too much, to the point where it’s almost a necessity.

They thrive on control, and cockwarming is more than just intimacy—it’s a way to claim you completely, to keep you close, to feel you wrapped around them without even needing to move. They’ll be the ones to suggest it, pulling you into their lap with a teasing smirk, lifting your hips just enough to sink you down onto their cock before holding you there with a firm grip. The moment you even think about moving, their hands tighten around your waist, fingers digging in possessively. “Ah, ah, love. Did I say you could move?” Their voice was always calm and full of amusement at your neediness, but their grip told you they were not playing around.

They’ll press you close, your chest flush with theirs as they murmur soft praises about how good you feel. Sometimes, they’ll use this as a playful punishment—teasing you with lingering kisses, grinding just enough to make your toes curl, only to halt all movement with a low, warning tone: “Patience, love. Stay still, or I’ll make sure you’re begging before we’re done.”

Some of them use it to tease you, getting you worked up only to deny you the satisfaction of movement. Others do it simply because they enjoy it—because the warmth of you around them, the soft squeeze of your walls, is too perfect to let go of. They’ve spent hours like this, with you tucked against their chest, their cock buried deep in you while they absentmindedly stroke your back, murmuring sweet words or just enjoying the quiet. And sometimes, they push you to your absolute limit, whispering filth into your ear, making you ache with need, but refusing to let you move even an inch. “Look at you, trembling already. So desperate to ride me, hmm? But I told you, love, you're not allowed.”

They thrive off the control, off knowing that you’re at their mercy, utterly filled and unable to do anything about it. And when they finally let you move? They’ll enjoy watching you completely fall apart for them. At other times, it’s pure comfort; they’ll lounge with you wrapped around them, whispering sweet nothings while rubbing soothing circles into your back.

— Aizen, Kisuke, Shunsui, Jushiro, Byakuya, Yhwach, Jugram, Askin, Starrk

Hates it: They don’t see the appeal—what the fuck is this new method of torture?

They’re not built for restraint, and the moment they feel the heat of your body wrapped around them, all reason flies out the window. The first time you suggest cockwarming, they agree out of curiosity, thinking it’s harmless fun. The moment you sink down onto them, they immediately regret agreeing to this. The way you squeeze around them, the heat of your walls wrapped around their cock, the way you feel so soft and warm—it’s torture. Their hands shoot out to your waist, gripping you tight as they fight the overwhelming urge to start thrusting up into you. “What the fuck is this?! You can’t be serious,” they growl, already losing their patience as you snuggle against them, pressing your face into their neck.

“This is ridiculous. Move. Now.” When you refuse, pushing their hands away with a playful smirk, they’ll grow desperate, their breathing ragged as they fight the urge to thrust into you. The tension only lasts a few seconds before they snap, their hands locking you in place as their hips buck uncontrollably. “You really thought I’d sit still? Cute, but I’m not that patient.” They waste zero time setting a brutal pace, fucking you senseless for even daring to tease them like that. After that, cockwarming becomes less about staying still and more about turning your body into their personal playground.

And the worst part? Every single time you suggest cockwarming after that, they pretend to be on board—only to completely ignore the rules and wreck you the second you’re seated on them. “Oh yeah, sure, we can just ‘sit still,’” they say with a smirk. “Let’s see how long you last.”

— Zaraki, Renji, Bazz-B, Grimmjow

Mixed feelings: They don’t mind it, but they have their limits. Don’t push them.

Their approach to cockwarming is entirely dependent on their mood. When they’re relaxed or exhausted, they’ll welcome it with open arms, pulling you onto their lap and letting you settle into them as they rest their chin on your shoulder. “This is nice,” they’ll murmur, as they wrap their arms around you. In these moments, they find peace in the quiet intimacy, enjoying the closeness without the need for anything more. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” they murmur against your temple.

Sometimes, it’s a practical indulgence—when they’re busy working, they’ll let you straddle them, their cock buried deep inside you as they continue their tasks, occasionally giving you a teasing squeeze or a light kiss. However, if you’ve been teasing them all day or decide to turn the session into a game of restraint, you’ll awaken their less patient side. Grinding their teeth, they’ll try to endure it, but eventually, their self-control will snap. “Alright, enough of this. You think this is funny?” they’ll growl. “Testing my patience like this?” Before you know it, you’re pinned beneath them, and they’re making damn sure you regret teasing them like that.

Cockwarming is a gamble with them—you never know whether you’ll get a sweet, lazy session or a punishment that leaves you unable to walk the next day. But that’s part of the thrill, isn’t it?

— Gin, Kira, Hisagi, Shinji, Ichigo, Ulquiorra, Uryu, Ryuken

Taglist: @stygianoir @edensrose

©satsugacafé 2025: no permission to repost, plagiarise, copy or translate my work onto any other platform or this one.

[stereksthings]

someone said this reminds them of derek and stiles 😭

[danshive]

Due to other posts about Deep Space Nine and Kira, I just imagined Kira as a woman with no interest in romance, but with the occasional interest in "stress relief".

I then reflexively pictured her grabbing Jadzia by the wrist and walking off with her somewhere, Jadzia essentially being like "oh, okay, I guess this is happening now, neat".

I take no responsibility for imagining this OLDER TUMBLR POSTS MADE ME THINK IT

[buckleylove]

idk why but every time eddie drops christopher off at buck’s and gives him a kiss goodbye i always expect him to kiss buck too like i swear one day he’s gonna actually do it and then realise what he’s done an hour later and freak out

[hollis-art]

i dont know why doodle boards are my go-to thing to draw when idk what to do, bc like?? that means i have to have MORE ideas to fill it up??? counterintuitive but ok

[uhhhj13iguess]

stiles x reader: roommates to lovers headcanon

heavily inspired by @novelbear 's beautiful friends to lovers prompt list

masterlist

you and stiles moving in after high school together and it being just as chaotic as it sounds

you would have movie marathons and stay up till sunrise playing video games and doing research together and your adhd would just bounce off of each other at an insane rate

you guys would hold the pack meetings and get really into cooking for them, spending hours setting up and cooking recipes you sent each other on pinterest just for it to be devoured in seconds

stiles would definitely use your expensive shampoo and get caught when you could smell it on him

"are you kidding me? that bottle is $40!" "why would anyone buy a bottle of shampoo that costs that much?!?"

you would both stay up at night waiting for the other to get home, stiles especially getting worried when you weren't answering your phone while out

"do your laundry and stop stealing my clothes!" "I don't do that!" "you're literally wearing my sweatshirt right now" "oh" as if stiles isn't absolutely starstruck every time he sees you walk into the room wearing something of his

after something really heavy and supernatural related, you would both enter your apartment and slump to one of your rooms, laying in bed and not saying a word to each other, but finding comfort in the other's presence

^ sometimes you would wake up intertwined and then get flustered and be really awkward around each other for a bit, both of you blushing like maniacs when making eye contact the next morning

there's definitely been a time when he's walked into the kitchen with a morning wood and it was a whole thing

"oh my god stiles its 7am, this is a shared kitchen put that away!!" "its biology (y/n) what do you want me to do??" "god just go take care of it, I'm trying to drink my coffee in peace"

^ you definitely thought about that moment more than you would ever admit and it made you feel ways and have thoughts you had to push REAL down deep

similarly, stiles definitely saw you walking from the shower in just your towel one day and got extremely flustered and insanely hard

you would have wine nights and get really touchy with the lack of inhibition, and both of you would get a lot bolder and flirtatious

after a while, stiles would get really weird around you and get distant, causing you to yell at him and get really upset and there'd be a huge fight ending in an "I think I'm falling in love with you, okay!" and you'd drop dead silent

he'd immediately backtrack and start to freak out but you'd cut him off, kissing him, and it would be like literal fireworks

from that moment on, every spare moment stiles had would be spent against your lips

"I guess we did some steps out of order, huh roomie?"

[h3rmess]

I’LL DO IT!

Written by @h3rmess ✰

“Whatever your type, baby, if that’s what you like, I’ll do it.”

You, the second kira, are dating Light. He needs your eyes more than anything in order to keep punishing criminals and create a perfect new world. Are you really convinced that easily?

notes : I just finished watching death note (I cried at the end) it was so beautiful. I’ve been in love with light from the start so here! 2.3k words!!

WARNINGS : lightyagami x afab!reader, fingering (f receiving), marking, squirting, manipulation, spanking, some cursing, dominant!light, light cums himself…,light tells you to leave after (sorry)

You knock on his front door softly. It was 6:34PM, so Light had already finished his classes. You had waited the whole day to see him, being distracted during all of your lessons by the idea of seeing him again. You wondered what he was wearing, how he had styled his hair.

Your heart races as the door opens, the warm face of his mother meeting yours.

“Oh, hello! It’s nice to see you again.” She greets you kindly as Light’s sister appears behind her.

“Y/N! You’re back!” She runs to pull you into a hug with a smile.

“Thank you for having me on such short notice.” You speak, bowing to them before taking your shoes off.

You hear footsteps in the background, indicating Light coming downstairs. He was wearing his usual white button up, the top button remaining undone. He runs a hand through his hair, his auburn locks falling perfectly back into place. Your heart races as he stepped towards you.

“Hey, you’re here.” He speaks, his voice, intoxicating as ever. You nod as he takes your wrist, pulling you towards the stairs.

“Mom, could you make us some tea?” He requests as he drags you upstairs. Once you enter his room, he locks the door carefully, before turning back to you.

“You know what this means? The fact that you’re back here?” He questions as you nods. “So you’re willing to help me?”

He takes a seat on his desk chair as usual, his body relaxing slightly as he looks up at you. You cross your arms, your face twisting into a sour look.

“I’m not stupid, y’know?” You state.

“What makes you say that? I never once said you were…” He replies, acting confused.

You let out a harsh huff, taking off your coat and walking over to hang it on his door. You slowly walk back to him, retaking your place in front of him. You glare at him for a bit, but he just looks back at you blankly, making you more frustrated.

“Do you think every girl you talk to is some dense doll who’ll submit to your whim no matter what?” You quiz, malicious intent behind your voice.

“Listen to me, I need your help. I can’t do this without your eyes. The more time goes on, the more suspicious L becomes of me. I can’t let it go on like this, do you want to get caught too?” He rebuttals, clearly trying to make you feel guilty.

“I see past your lies, okay? You’re just using me to get what you want, and to be honest, as long as you keep me as your girlfriend, I don’t have a problem with that. But that doesn’t mean that I’m not aware of the tricks you’re pulling.” You confess, growing more frustrated with every passing second.

“This is for the greater good, Y/n. You must understand.” He stands from his seat, now towering over you.

You sigh, running a hand over your face as you look back up at him. “I know, Light. It’s just…I don’t know, I don’t like how you pretend that you’re not using me, even though I said you could.”

He steps closer, the warmth of his body radiating off of him. “Listen, sweetheart. I’m sorry, okay? It wasn’t my intention to make you feel that way.” His slender hand cups your face slowly as you look away, embarrassed. “What can I do to make it up to you, hm?” He turns your face, forcing you to look into his burning eyes.

Your mouth opens, but no words come out. You are unsure of what to say.

Without warning, his lips meet yours. Your eyes widen as your face set ablaze, your body relaxing slightly allowing him to indulge in the sweet taste of your lips. His saliva mingles with yours, its warmth known, but unfamiliar to your mouth.

He pulls away after a few seconds, looking down at you with hooded eyes. “Will you help me?”

You take a much needed deep breath before responding, “If you think a kiss will make me agree, you must be stupid.” You speak softly, barely above a whisper.

Light groans, pushing his hair out of his face as he pulls away from me.

“Women…” He mutters as he walks towards the door, hurrying downstairs.

Your mind is full of thoughts and questions as you hear him come back upstairs after a few seconds. He locks the door once more before sitting down on his bed.

His hands slowly move to his shirt, unbuttoning it as he looks up at you.

“W-what are you doing?” You ask in panic.

He doesn’t respond, throwing his shirt onto the ground.

“Come here.” He orders, leaving no room for argument. You stand in front of him, wondering what he might do.

“Sit.”

You comply, taking a seat next to him on his bed. His hand immediately grips onto your thigh, causing you to gasp.

“Light?”

He ignores you, his hand snaking under your skirt. He pulls you into another kiss, yet this time there is fire behind it. You can’t process what is happening, and so you just let it happen.

His tongue dips into your mouth, caressing each inch of it, tangling with your tongue. His other hand moved to the back of your neck, gently gripping your hair, pulling on it slightly. You moan softly, submitting to the pleasure as your crotch throbs.

He pulls away and starts attacking your neck, leaving no room to breathe or think.

Your eyes feel weak as you whine, his hand dangerously close to your core, leaving your skirt absolutely useless when it came to hiding your arousal.

He sits up, his lips disconnecting from your neck before he reaches for the hem of your shirt.

“Arms up.” He commands as you comply.

He takes off your tank top, throwing it onto the bed. All that remains is your leopard print bra. He sucks on your chest, not bothering to take off your bra. His tongue dances over your skin. He moves his mouth to another part of your chest once he is done. You look down to see a reddish-purple bruise, glistening with his saliva. Your eyes widen as he continues his work, each hickey painting a masterpiece over your chest. He finishes up his work, placing a soft peck on your lips as he looks into your eyes, as if he was judging whether he had you at his beck and called yet. He looks back down at your skirt.

“I want you bent over my lap.” He speaks boldly, causing your heart to drum against your chest.

You submit, squirming slightly with excitement. Your ass faces him as your tits press against his lap, the rest of your body lying on the bed. He doesn’t bother to remove your skirt, instead flipping it up to reveal your ass, and most of all, your matching leopard print thong which is clearly soaked.

“Insatiable…” he mumbles before moving to hook your panties, pulling them to the side. They stay on one side of your labia, revealing everything to Light.

“Are you always this wet when you’re with me?” He asks as you nod without hesitation.

You hear a soft chuckle from him, his hands moving to your inner thighs. His touch was cold on your skin, causing you to jerk slightly.

His fingers graze against your folds, causing your cunt to clench with desperation. His fingers move to your clit, rubbing it in circles. He knows exactly what he’s doing.

You whimper, your body tensing slightly at his dominant touch, all sense and rationality completely gone as you surrender yourself to him.

Without warning, he slips a finger into your tight hole, just to grasp what he working with, immediately followed by another. You gasp, taken aback by his sudden actions as your back arches, forcing your breasts to press harder against his toned thighs.

“Light…” you mewl, your plea shooting straight to his cock, making his erection painfully obvious.

Though he hates to admit it, he is easily aroused by you. Even as much as showing up at his door in your uniform or wearing a shirt that leave little to the imagination leaves him lying awake at night, fantasising about all the ways he could ruin you.

His fingers thrusted relentlessly, forcing themselves in and out of your pulsing hole, the wet sounds of your pussy filling the room, causing both of your arousal to increase. You squirm in his lap, moaning and whining constantly as he tortures your cunt, his two fingers causing more damage than any man you’d had before.

“Fuck!” You squeak out, your back arching further as your hands move to grip his bedsheets for support. Your legs shook as he continued his tormenting, your plump ass met by a sudden smack.

“O-ow! Light…” You couldn’t help but feel more turned on by his gesture, your pussy clenching around his fingers. The heat of the slap lingers for a bit, before dispersing, leaving only the ache of where he had hit you and your womanhood.

“Don’t be so loud, Y/n. Do you want to be caught like this? Losing your mind over my fingers?” He questions, causing you to shut up at the thought of the humiliation you’d face if you were seen like this.

You bury your face into his sheets, moaning as much as you needed, the muffled sound still very evident, but not enough to get you caught.

His movements become faster, your pussy wetter - quite literally dripping - as he plunges deeper into your heat. You feel your heart racing, indicating your impending orgasm. His other hand moves, his firm thumb pressing against your clit without abandon. It fiddles your nub, rubbing it up and down, left and right, with no sense of direction whatsoever.

He’s just trying to make you cum. No, he will make you cum.

Your jaw drops as your hole clenches even harder around his fingers, your pussy pulsing, waiting for sweet release.

“Are you close?” Light growls, his voice deeper than usual, more sensual than what you had previously known.

“I’m- oh fuck! Yes! I-I’m so close!” You fuck yourself back onto his fingers, chasing your release.

Abruptly, Light takes hold of your hair, gripping it like a ponytail and pulling your head up slightly, just enough to allow you to make eye contact with him.

“If I let you cum, that means you’re going to do exactly as I say, no questions asked.” His fingers never stop pounding into you furiously. He cocks an eyebrow up as you fail to give him a response.

“Let me rephrase that. You will follow my every command, no matter what. Do as I say and follow me mindlessly. Do you understand?” He asserts himself once more, defining his dominion over you.

You can’t help but whine, your orgasm dangerously close.

“N-ngh… ah- I… mmmhhmm… yes! I understand, L-light. Gonna…ahh-“ You can barely get a word out as you agree to his terms.

“Tell me you’re mine. Tell me I can do what I wish with you.” He demanded.

“I’m yours, Light! I-I need to cum… ngh.. please..p-please let me… I’ll do a-nything you…ah! ask… please!” You beg, satisfying him enough to give you what you want.

He grins sadistically, speeding up his pace, ensuring your finish. Your mouth flies open, your jaw fixed in place as you moan out desperately, as if you’re in pain. Your eyes roll back into your head, your body shaking and trembling, unable to hold back your orgasm. Your pussy gushes, your fluids flying all over Light’s slender hands, some splashing onto his clothes and even his bed. He doesn’t stop, his fingers pressing against your spongy walls, targeting your g-spot. You cry out as his movements continue, practically begging him to stop - your pussy aches from overstimulation. Tears fill your eyes, a smile adorning your face as your body fills with pleasure, leaving you dumb. Your words are broken, making no sense at all. You plea, stating how good you felt, continuing to cry out, dampening his sheets in the process.

As your orgasm comes to an end at last, your body flops onto Light’s bed, almost lifeless. You fight to keep your eyes open, to keep yourself conscious when you hear Light speak.

“There’s no going back, okay? If you do, you know what I’m capable of.” He threatens, referring to the death note. You nod lazily, still attempting to catch your breath, small mewls continuing to escape from your lips.

“Good girl. Now, clean up and put your clothes back on. Then, leave my house like nothing happened.” He orders, leaving no room for argument. He looks at the mess you had made, sighing, knowing he’ll have to make up an excuse to tell his mother.

You do as he says, tidying up quickly and rushing downstairs, mumbling a quick “thank you” to his mother and sister, before speeding off hurriedly and flushed.

Light remains in his room, still sat on his bed. He can’t help but bring his fingers to his nose, inhaling your scent deeply, and then to his lips, sucking off your mess. He groans in annoyance, seeing the wet patch on his groin, this time a mess of his own.

‘How could I be so easily enticed?’ He wonders, slowly removing his pants and placing them on the floor, ready to be washed.

He really needs to concentrate if he is going to end L.

[malavera]

NAHHH HIM IN THIS SUIT ALONE JUST GAVE ME IDEAS…

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[nottswitch]

omggg need !ceo theo as your boss..and you meet for lunch (18+)

⌗ assistant!reader meets ceo!theo for lunch at his penthouse ᭝

nav // aus / ceo!theo x assistant!reader // more

this ask is partially what made me create assistant!reader, so thank you !! so excited to finally write for ceo!theo, hope you enjoy <3

warnings: 18+ mdni, employer x employee, power imbalance, dry humping (it’s actually really wet), masturbation (f), praise, cursing, probably broken italian

if you said you didn’t know this would happen, you would’ve been a shameless liar. you did know; in fact, making it happen was your exact goal. but theodore wasn’t innocent, right? he should’ve expected it when he invited you to his penthouse for an ‘informal lunch’ to discuss the company’s latest project. you just so happened to have a very informal, low-cut dress which nearly made your tits spill out. and it was just an accident that you bent over right in front of him when you were picking up a teaspoon – which you had dropped purely due to your clumsiness. the outline of your lacy panties was just there, sinfully visible through the red satin of your thin, flimsy dress.

and theo just happened to lose his damn mind.

his cock was warm and heavy against your clothed ass as he rubbed it up and down between your cheeks, tightly hugged by the fabric. you were face down on the table, and he was groaning quieter than you’d like – as if he was still holding back, despite the situation – but you’d take what you could get. his hands were on your hips, rough, almost bruising – good, you thought, his control was slipping.

"così sbagliato,” theo muttered under his ragged breath, daring to open his eyes and glance down – his cock was leaving a dark wet trail of precum on the skirt of your dress, obvious evidence of just how weak he was for you. "così fottutamente sbagliato, ma non posso resistere, cazzo…"

you had a very vague idea what he was saying – something about it being wrong – but the raspiness of his already deep voice was doing magic. your hand was starting to get sore between your legs, trembling fingers sliding between your drenched folds – you could barely put pressure on your clit with how wet you were, but the pleasure was overwhelming. theo seemed to have noticed your jerky movements, which only spurred him on - his grinding picked up its pace, and his hands shifted from your hips to your ass. he took a hissy breath and pressed on his cock, pushing it further between your satin-covered asscheeks.

"so pretty…” he murmured, small pants escaping his mouth with every syllable as he watched how his length fit so perfectly against you. theo desperately wished he was inside of you – he’d been craving that for ages, but couldn’t bring himself to do it yet, his conscience battling with burning desire. so for now, he had to settle for rutting his hips faster and faster, chasing the release only you could truly provide.

"mr nott…" you moaned as your finger slipped inside – a pitiful substitute for what you imagine theodore’s cock would feel like, but you had no choice but make do.

theo groaned louder, and a shiver of satisfaction shot through your body, because he seemed to be getting closer. "don’t do that… don’t call me that,” he gritted out, pressing harder on his twitching, leaking cock. "you know— fuck, you know what it does to me…”

and you did, you did, but this time, it came out naturally, without any teasing in your soft, blissed out voice – you were losing yourself in the sensations just as much as theo was. a few more seconds, a slick melody of his precum seeping through your dress, your juices mixing up with it, and both of you were there. you came all over your fingers, and theodore spilled onto your dress, covering it in rapidly growing dark spots. heavy breaths filled the air around you, and both of you knew for a fact that this time wouldn’t be the last, no matter how much theo would try to forget that it ever happened.

[yourmamakira]

And just when life was looking good, your favorite blonde dies.

— newt, jj maybank.

[numbuh424]

the 2nd half of death note should've just gone full comedy complete with a laugh track and had these two dissing each other the whole time