#kun x male!reader

[y4n3on]

FESTIVAL'S BEGINNING

Ayato Aishi x Female reader

A Fluff romance.

It's 6:41 p.m. and (Y/n) is rushing to fix her makeup. Her concealer, makeup brushes, mascara, lipstick, and other makeup-related items were scattered in her bathroom sink. If anyone ever saw the mess she made, they might believe that by some miracle, the tornado just passed by in her bathroom. 

She created more mess on her face while rushing to fix the eyeliner that was smudged on her face. (Y/n) getting more and more frustrated, she decided to stop and take a deep breath to relax, (Y/n) became calmer and a little relaxed so she decided to finish her make-up while she was still in her calm demeanor to avoid herself to make more mess, it helped her a little bit but the worry she had remain, after half of an hour or so she's already done in her make-up. 

She double-checked her face in the mirror and smiled full of satisfaction, she did a victory punch in the air after successfully surviving the make-up battlefield that she had created in her head while doing it. (Y/n) after her successful survival had yet faced another battle, her bathroom sink (Y/n) glared at the mess and position herself in a cowboy move acting like she was in the wild west, "Okay partner, after that shit you've put me through, your dead". 

After dramatically leaving the bathroom clean 'I win' she thought for the moment as she wiped the invisible sweat on her forehead, she walked to her full body mirror and did a full body check, (y/n) was satisfied with her looks, she was wearing a pastel pink kimono with minimal flower pattern in the lower part of the kimono with the pairing geta sandals that matches that color and pattern, and with her simple make-up that fits the kimono she's wearing.

(Y/n) looked at her phone and found out she was already 30 minutes late, she cursed herself for taking a lot of time in the bathroom and doing a lot of drama, she quickly took up her mini sling bag and put her phone inside with her wallet in it, "BYE MOM!" she shouted after running outside the house leaving her mom without another word, (y/n) was running to the festival's location worried that her boyfriend was upset after her being late.

Ayato was waiting at the entrance of the festival, staring at his phone. It had been nearly an hour since their scheduled meeting time, and he was growing worried and anxious for his girlfriend. He had been waiting for almost one hour before their final meeting time, he was excited to be going to his first festival with his only love. 

Ayato debated whether or not to call her since he didn't want to rush or irritate her and risk having her break up with him. In his mind, he ran through different kinds of scenarios, from him being forgotten to her being in danger and needing to be saved.

Ayato took a deep breath 'She's supposed to be here already, did she forget? No, it's impossible she was so excited about the festival.' Ayato's eyes widen from his new thoughts 'Did she get kidnapped?' Ayato's start's heart beating so fast, his eyes went dead, and thoughts of her crying, begging, and asking for help ran through his head. 

Ayato quickly dialed her number and called her. He put the phone to his ear and waited for her to pick up. "(Y/N) WHERE ARE YOU? ARE YOU OK? DID SOMETHING HAPPEN TO YOU?" he bombarded her with questions as his eyes widened when he heard her panting and running.

Ayato didn't wait for her to respond and was about to run after her when he saw a girl wearing a pastel pink kimono running with her right hand holding her phone to her ear. He could see her eyes widen and the hand holding the phone rise to wave at him from a distance.

Ayato stopped and turned to face the girl coming toward him. His eyes widened as his worry faded away at the sight of her and was replaced by admiration for her messy appearance and smile. This made his heart beat quicker, but for a different reason, it seemed as though everything had stopped around him and all he could see was the girl coming toward him, getting closer and closer.

Ayato stared at her in awe as she stopped in front of him, her hands resting on her knees as she took a break from her running. He waited for her to catch her breath before (Y/n) stood up in front of him, holding her bag in one hand and her phone in the other, her hair a little messy and a smile beaming towards him.

"Ayato sorry for being late it took me a long time to fix myself I hope you forgive me." (Y/n)'s faced him with worry, especially receiving a call from him full of worry while she was running towards the entrance of the festival venue "Not at all, I thought something happen to you on the way here?" Ayato smiled to reassure her.

(Y/n) sigh in relief when she heard him "How long have you been here anyway?" she asked while looking at him in the eyes, Ayato smiled at her and lifted his hand to start fixing her messy hair "Don't worry it's not that long." Ayato said in his soft voice, after he finished fixing her hair, he cupped her cheeks gave her a quick peck, and smiled at her again.

"Very vague? but fine." she looked at his appearance seeing him wearing a very plain white shirt with black pants, (Y/n) Sweat dropped on his appearance " Ayato?" he looked at her with worry "Yes?" "So why are you not wearing a Yukata or a Kimono?" (Y/n) looked at him, hands on the side of her hips.

"Do I have to? I don't think I need to wear one?" looking at her smiling. She pouted at him, "You know that's not what I meant." as he took her hands and rubbed his thumb on her palm. He gave her an angelic laugh and smile, saying, "Sorry about that, I just didn't think of wearing one."

He continued to smile, "Sheesh, where's your festival spirit? Well, it doesn't matter anyway" As (y/n) sighed in acceptance wrapped her arms around his arm, and smiled at him.

"So what do you want to do Ayato?" It was just the beginning of their first festival without the care of other people around them looking with full of admiration and envy at the entrance of the festival.

LET'S GO! Another Ayato Aishi x Female reader if you had any suggestions or request I'll be happy to receive them i could only write story about I'm familiar with if you like to suggest please give me the theme and concept of your suggestions

Anime: Bnha, Saiki k., Ouran highschool host club,

Game: yandere simulator, Genshin impact, Honkai star rail, Tears of themis

These are the game and anime im very familiar with so try suggesting about them and i only do male characters so sorry to disappoint others.

SEE YOU NEXT FUTURE POST

[nanqmies]

Venom || Tsuchigomori

cw: cnc , biting, slight blood, predator/prey, aphrodisiac, bondage ?, manhandling, sadism, anal, masterbation, no prep or lube, hallucinations, overstim, manhandling, creampie, amab!reader, very short, i think that's all?

wc: 0.5k

a/n: i researched different spiders and their venom just for this and i hate spiders!! theres basically ZERO fics about my man so i need to fix that.. anyways i'm writing my pantalone fic and i'm finishing up a quick lil drabble for zhongli.. but please enjoy my work!~

nsfw under the cut~

Since Tsuchigomori is part spider we can assume he has spider-like tendencies too other than extra arms/teeth. Everyone knows how spiders catch their food, the insect gets trapped in the web and gets bitten and filled with venom. We don’t know what exact species Tsuchigomori is but I think he could be any different species if you write it correctly. The phoneutria spider has a hallucinogenic venom that slows their prey and causes them to hallucinate and sedate their movements, and we all know Tsuchigomori’s true nature is being very sadistic and teasing so I think that’d be a perfect spider for him.. listen…

Imagine Tsuchigomori sinking his sharp teeth into you and injecting a small amount of his venom into you, forcing you to run and escape from him, maybe in the woods or even in his huge library right, he gives you a head start to be just to make the chase more rewarding. your body is weak from the toxins in your bloodstream so you’re all dizzy and wobbly walking into walls and shelves of his boundary that he obviously knows like the back of his hand. he can hear how you pant as you run, sweat dripping down your brow while you sprint. The exit seems so close that you can feel it.. reaching out to the doorknob just for a sticky thread of web to wrap around your fingers, You’re pulling away trying to free yourself but of course, you don’t :( He knows you can barely think with the strong aphrodisiac flowing through you.

you’re stuck, tied up in a thick silk web not able to move yourself out, senses heightened at the lack of touch, your body covered in sweat. Tsuchigomori finally lining himself up at your rim, imagine him fucking you at a fast pace, the tip of his cock roughly hitting the sensitive spot inside, the harsh pleasure bringing tears to your eyes. His hand leading downwards to your abdomen to hold your throbbing length is his palm, stroking your dick to match his fast past. Sharply rutting his hips on your ass filling you with his thick sperm, your tummy feels full and warm, whining when he pulls out. tsuchigomori’s teeth sink into your shoulder, shuddering while you feel him inject you once again, the knot in your stomach finally bursting as you cum all over his thin fingers, cooing gently at the sight. ^^

he’ll keep fucking his seed into you filling your ass with his hot finish. slowly the toxins flowing through your veins are too much, you can barely move, barely able to run away til he just pins you to the hard floor and fucks you til you can't walk anymore, his name repeatedly leaving your lips. You’re too weak to push him off and you end up letting him have his fill with you until he feels you’ve taken enough.

the aftercare is amazing OBVIOUSLY!! he’ll hold your limp frame in his arms and kiss your cheek gently, whispering how good you were and that he’ll make it up to you tomorrow. For now, he’ll run you a warm bath and kiss every beautiful bruise he left on your skin, marks that show his love and adoration for you. Tsuchigomori certainly appreciates how much trust you have in him, allowing him to do such a scene that could end badly. He’ll end up putting you to bed, laying your head on his chest. He really couldn’t ask for more.

© nanqmies 2023

please do not translate, steal or repost my work.

reblogs and feedback appreciated!

[im-n-your-walls]

Teru Minamoto Dating headcanons

list of links 🔗

a/n gn!! BABY!

-he already gives off Demisexual and gay. Also a little lesson for the ones who don’t know, the aroace is a spectrum so people who are aroace can still want to be in romantic and sexual relationships.

-I like to think since teru is the student council president, can request to be with someone in the same class. So you too are in the same classroom.

-he doesn’t show any affection other than give you a wink or a small smile. It’s not that he doesn’t love you, he loves you so much that he doesn’t want you to be in danger. I mean in all the fans he has he’s bound to have a yandere or two or three.

-when you two are on lunch break you tend to sit behind the school and talk about how life is going.

-he canonically sleeps during the day since he does his exorcist shit. So you know what that means, afternoon cuddles. He’s a small spoon.

-you have to cook for him when kous gone because his cooking, garbage! Trash! You often give cooking lessons after school.

[hunn1e-bunn1e]

Naberius Kalego - "Parent Teacher Meeting"

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SHORT!

In which it's time for the first ever tri-monthly parent teacher meeting at Babylis and a certain teacher of the misfit class is all too happy to inform his students' parents of their performance. Or; In which Naberius Kalego's meets, Suzuki [Name], the biological father of Suzuki Iruma for the first time.

In this; Iruma's cannonical parents will instead be his biological mother and his step-father. Let's just say they have week on week off custody and Iruma never told him anything about the jobs he had to do. Reader has dark blue hair, like evil iruma, in this.

                                                                                                   

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"It's so nice to finally meet you Mr. Naberius; I hope my little iruma hasn't given you too much trouble."

The dark blue haired man, who looked strikingly similar to a certain troublemaking human demon, introduced himself as he gently shook Kalego's hand.

The two of them then sat down, [Name] at a chair pulled up in front of purple haired demon's deak and Kalego in the chair behind it. The demon sighed as he flipped open the student file that had been sitting on his desk since the last parent left.

"Oh! I almost forgot! I baked you and the rest of the staff some muffins; I felt that you were deserving of a reward for your hard work do here."

The saphire blue haired human gives a dazzling close eyed smile to Kalego as they present him a tupperware container full of muffins.

"Ah.... Well I— thank you Mr. Suzuki..."

The purplette, caught off guard, mutters as he gingerly takes the container into his hands and sets it off to the side on his desk before continuing on and getting to the point.

"We certainly have a lot to speak about regarding your spawn; that child is a troublemaker. First it was that forbidden spell at the orientation ceremony, then it was the fight with Asmodeus in the courtyard, then he caused a ruckus at the familiar summoning ceremony, then he stole from the shop tent in the cafeteria; and that's not even everything he did in the first week!"

Kalego growled through gritted teeth, his voice raising in volume with each word he spoke.

[Name] blinked in confusion, then slowly his eyes began to narrow. The aura he was putting out was dark and ominous as he tightly gripped the edge of the demon's desk, the wood beginning to splinter under the pressure. It made even Kalego, a member of the Naberius clan, flinch a bit.

"You're telling me.... Iruma stole? I taught him better than that! He's so in for it when I get back home—! Ah... Oh dear, I've gone and damaged your desk, please do forgive me Mr. Naberius, I have an awful temper."

The Saphire blue haired man quickly willed away his menacing aura and examined the desk, fretting over the damage he caused.

Kalego sweat dropped; of all things to be angry about, you zone in on the theft part? This was the Suzuki boy's father? He could see the similarities, sure, but they were just so.... different.

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[kotton-kandy953]

━ 𝚂𝚆𝙴𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃

➛ yandere!make tbhk oneshots x fem!reader

title page┆word count: 1.1k┆warnings: blood/gore depictions, slight harassment, description of a dead body┆about you: y/n l/n is tsukasa yugi's human assistant (taking place of sakura) whom he fell madly in love with┆a/n: I made who Tsukasa killed anonymous because it's just easier that way.

TSUKASA Y. x ASSISTANT ! READER

You stood there in horror at the ghastly sight in front of you. The phone you were going to use to call for help hit the cold, bloody floor with a thud.

The amount of blood splattered and smeared on their dead body and the surrounding area was sickening.

Your eyes were bloodshot as you looked around the dimly-lit and gruesome murder scene.

Looking up at the wall facing yourself, the words "SHE'S MINE" sloppily written in fresh crimson blood made your eyes glassy with tears.

Why would he do this...?

The more you thought about it, the heavier your erratic breathing became.

You couldn't think straight.

You couldn't think at all.

"Shh...~"

Came a familiar boyish voice from behind you, seemingly trying to calm you down from your post-panic attack.

Or at least that's what it felt like.

The boy's clacking shoes echoed through the room as he made his way closer and closer to your petrified being.

A bloody hand was placed over your closed mouth, causing your (e/c) eyes to jolt around in fear.

You could hear soft giggling from the boy behind you as your screams of fear and discomfort were muffled by his cold hand.

You gripped his wrist and tried your hardest to pry his cold hands off your mouth. No matter how hard you tried, you just couldn't get him to let you go.

"Y/n... shh~, be quiet." His cold breath hits your ear, sending cold chills down your core.

He continues to whisper in you ear, attempting to soothe your nerves but only making them worse.

"If you scream..."  Tsukasa continues while lightly tugging at your uniform dress' sleeve, "...it's going to be your blood splattered on the walls next~"

The boy whispered in your ear, his cold breath fanned against your skin.

He purposely blew in your ear, a smirk forming on his pale face.

You blushed from all of the physical contact you were receiving from him.

You always knew he was touchy and clingy, but this just feels like you're more of a lover to him than an assistant.

It made you uncomfortable.

He pressed his cold cheek against yours, you could feel his demented smile growing larger. You trembled with fear and tightly shut your eyes.

Then you nodded, complying with his rules to stay silent.

"Good girl~"  Tsukasa hums in satisfaction as he pulls you closer against him by your waist. You squirmed against his restraints but to no avail.

"Hey... stop moving so much." He mumbles in a pouty tone. "I won't hurt ya..."

Tsukasa lightly traces circles and shapes on your waist area. His chest was still pressed firmly against your back.

You stopped trying to fight against him, knowing that it'll all just be in vain.

"You're a really obedient girl aren't you...?"

Tsukasa swiftly turned you around to face him.

Tsukasa looks over your body adoringly.

You can't help but notice the overwhelming and unsettling amount of love in his Amber eyes.

You felt disgusted by how sickeningly sweet he was to you.

"...I like that about you..."

He continues as he wipes the blood off your mouth that his hand had stained there with the sleeve of his black kimono.

"...Naive..."

He leans in close to your ear, whispering, "easy to manipulate..."

You gasped softly as you felt his lips graze your ear ever so slightly.

The boy suddenly shows an expression of pity, "There, there. Stop crying, pretty girl..." He mumbled.

You hadn't even noticed yourself that you were crying.

Have you been this whole time?

Your face felt hotter at his closeness and soft touch. Despite your current circumstances, Tsukasa made you feel... warm?

Or he did.

Without warning nor hesitation, the boy pulled you even closer to himself by your waist. You could feel his chest against yours as he crashed his cold lips against yours in an intense and forceful kiss.

You felt yourself taken aback and shocked from the sudden impact, he just pulled you in tighter.

Tsukasa's blood-stained fingers caressed your (s/c) face while the other hand tangled through the (h/t) of your (h/c) hair.

For this was your first kiss, you were confused as to how to react.

You couldn't find it in yourself to enjoy any of this.

It just feels so... so fake.

Your eyes shot open in surprise as you felt Tsukasa's mouth open and he let his tongue slip into yours. At this, you shut your eyes and gripped onto his black Kimono.

It's sad that you couldn't even enjoy the excitement and bliss of your first kiss because of this sociopath stealing it from you like it's nothing.

He had just bludgeoned someone to death.

And is making-out with you with their blood still staining his hands.

Continuous tears rolled down your (s/c) face, even as he kissed you.

The lovesick boy pulled away from your lips and looked you dead in the eyes.

His piercing amber irises sent shivers down your spine every time you made eye contact with him.

"I was right..."

He moves his hand that was messing with your hair down your chin to lift it up. A playful grin forms on his face as he turns your head to the side.

The other hand starts tracing hearts on your cheek with the blood of his victim.

"...they do taste like lemons~"

A sinister smile curves his flushed lips as he notices the fear on your face.

"Oh, please don't be scared, my pretty girl~" Tsukasa whispers comfortingly in your ear and wipes your tears.

"It's okay, it's okay," Tsukasa pats your head, "they're at peace now~"

You couldn't believe it.

Is he implying that he put them to rest!?

After torturing them to death and playing with their blood like finger-paint!?

"T- Tsukasa... please... let me go." You managed to mumble out.

The constant fear, anger and confusion hitting you back to back overwhelmed you.

"I might..." he runs his thumb over your bottom lip which is also flushed and bruised from the kiss. "...only if you let me love you..." He stares directly into your soul

"...always and Forever”

[rathesy]

I LOVE MOBU HE'S SO HEYYYY

So I made something small

If anyone is curious who he is, he is from 'A World Where Everything Definitely Becomes Bl Vs. The Man Who Definitely Doesn't Want To Be In A Bl'

I LUV HIMM

I'll add more another time

[k-femdove]

Teach Me || Q.K

inspired by the one and only dematus and gentlyfillmyveins on ao3!

pairing :: sub!qian kun x dom!gn!reader

warnings :: omegaverse, boypussy omega kun, kun is a TA, alpha!reader (has a dick- can be read whatever gender), reader is a student, mr. lee is taeyong, tutoring, porn w/o plot, like it’s just porn, reader loves his scent, omega slick, like lots of it, and cum too, not explicitly stated but 100% consensual, hickeys, cunnilingus, fingering, edging, overstimulation, kun is a tsundere, reader has a massive cock, fucking on a table, kun squirts once, reader calls him princess, mindbreak, breeding kink, kun is a slutty lil pillow princess, knotting, passing out, reader takes photos of him passed out, slight somnophilia (reader makes kun taste cum while he’s asleep), fucking with glasses on,  jesus Christ how did I fit all of this

word count :: 2.5k... i got a little carried away with the content

Synopsis :: You've always had a thing for pretty, smart, older men.

playlist link here! or listen to “Promiscuous” by Nelly Furtado

You were never the best student. You didn't mean to be so unfocused; it just turned out like that. Whether talking with your friend or scribbling on your paper until it bore you to death, your attention would be on everything but the lesson.

"Y/n, could you stay for a moment?" Your professor, Mr. Lee, called out after most of the class had left. He sat at his desk, his younger TA next to him. Both were young- maybe less than a decade older than you? 

"What's up?" You asked, leaning onto the desk. 

Despite asking, you already knew it was about your grades. Even though your performance was lacking, it wouldn't hurt to improve. 

"As you may know, your recent assignments have been lackluster."  He began, looking the papers over. "It may be a good idea to get a tutor. I've spoken to Mr. Qian about it, and I trust him enough to provide you with the help you need. What do you say?"

Mr. Qian? You glanced at the TA next to your professor. Hm. So that was his last name. You had never really spoken before, so you knew him as Kun. He was soft-spoken and very well-mannered, always speaking eloquently. The man was never in the same part of the room as you, so you didn't pay much attention to him. 

You smiled, turning back to Mr. Lee. "When do we start?"

When you agreed to private sessions, this was not what you hoped would happen. It was Sunday morning, and the warmth of fall was still present. 

Then Kun walked in. As you opened the door to let him in, a strong omega scent hit you like lightning. It reminded you of strawberry candy, the type you'd find in those tiny plastic wrappers. You know, the ones you'd find in a typical Asian store. There was a strange depth to it that was more than just candy. The sweetness was intoxicating, so easy to breathe in and savor. 

You could feel your mouth water as you led him to your coffee table- god, had he always smelt this heavenly? 

Not only that, but he suddenly appeared much more attractive. His silver-rimmed glasses lay perfectly on his face. You began to scan his clothes discreetly, eyes pleasantly surprised. 

He noticed your gaze as he let out an awkward chuckle. His hand moved up to adjust the sleeve of his sweater. It was a light blue with white stripes at the collar, like a vest he usually wore over a collared shirt. You glanced at the sweater again. He wasn't wearing a shirt underneath it. 

"I guess I am a little underdressed. It's warm today- I hope you don't mind?" 

"Oh, of course not." You said, snapping out of your trance. "I don't mind at all."

You didn't mind an hour ago. Now you wished you said otherwise.

As Kun was halfway through a lengthy and detailed explanation, you were practically glaring at him. A sleeve of his sweater slipped off his shoulder, exposing his collarbone. 

Dirty thoughts filled your head. Him without the sweater. Him moaning as you marked his gorgeous collarbones. Him bending over as he begged for your cock-

"Y/n, are you listening?" He said, waving a hand in front of your face.

Your head jolted back up to look at his concerned face, desperately trying to hide your spontaneous boner. Fuck, you just got a boner from your teacher. This day couldn't possibly get worse.

"Are you okay? You've zoned out this whole time." He said, genuinely worried. 

"I-I'm sorry." You blurted out, eyes darting around the room. "I'm just distracted."

"Distracted?" He asked, eyebrows furrowed. "Distracted by what?" 

"By- well- this." You explained, gesturing to his hole whole appearance. 

"This?" Kun repeats, now mildly offended. Then he looks down at your raging hard-on and back at your flustered face. "Oh... Oh."

Another wave of his scent fills the air around you. You begin to lose control of your senses, leaning in closer. Your pupils dilate, and your eyes fill with lust as you breathe it in. 

Kun begins to panic as the scent of your arousal continues to trigger his, his panties already dampening. 

He had to admit you were attractive, catching himself staring a few times in class, but he had never expected it to go this far. 

"T-This is so inappropriate." He stuttered out. "I'm supposed to be your teacher!"

"Inappropriate? My entire apartment smells like you! You're the one wearing that stupid sweater!" You exclaimed.

"You've never had a problem with my scent before!"

"That's because you've never looked this fucking sexy!"

Kun falters for a moment, eyes wide open. "Wait, looked? I thought it was just the scent!"

"No, it's just you! Stop seducing me!" You say, hands on his shoulders. 

"And if I don't?" He replies quietly, testing the waters. 

You pull him in closer, inches away from his face. Kun starts to leak as your pheromones affect him. 

"I'll fuck you until you can't even walk."

He whimpers as you kiss him, hand palming your erection. A small string of saliva connects you as you pull away. You trail kisses down to his collarbone, where you suck harshly on the skin you've wanted to mark, eliciting a faint whine. 

You shove his back onto the table and pull his jeans off, throwing them god knows where. You’re met with the sight of his gorgeous legs, smooth to the touch. As your eyes move up his thighs, you move a hand to rub him through his soaked panties. 

“Stop teasing me….” He pleads, unconsciously pushing his lower half onto your hand.

You laugh at his eagerness and place a hand on his hips, preventing him from moving. 

You hum lightly and inch the pretty panties off him, placing them on the side of the table.

His scent grows stronger as you spread his legs, exposing a pink, hairless, and virtually untouched pussy. Your mouth watered as copious amounts of slick began to drip on the floor. 

“God, you're going to be the death of me...” you mutter, feasting on him with your eyes. 

You eagerly lean in and begin kissing his thighs. Kun groans as you guide your mouth everywhere but his pussy. 

As Kun begins to grow irritated, a gasp escapes his mouth as you lick a stripe on his pussy. The taste of his arousal spreads through your mouth. 

If the scent of him drove you crazy, his taste was on another level. It had vanilla and strawberry undertones, sweet and sugar-like. 

You dove back in, licking circles around his clit. Kun mewled as you moved your tongue down to his entrance, hungrily tasting the slick he let gush out. Your tongue easily entered him, plunging in and out. 

“F-Fuck,” he said, moans growing louder. “I’m so close.” 

Just as his thighs began to shake, you pulled away completely. Kun let out a loud whine, desperately trying to chase after his lost orgasm. 

Once you were positive that the buildup was lost, you easily plunged a finger into his hole. Slick or not, it wouldn't hurt to prep him a bit more. 

You took your free hand and slid it up his sweater, caressing his nipple. Kun’s breath hitched and his thighs instinctively squeezed together. 

You forced them apart again, inserting a second finger and sucking harshly on his clit. He let out a surprised yelp that quickly turned into loud, needy moans. 

Your fingers curled up as you thrust them deeper, eventually finding his G-spot. You pressed up against it, thrusting in and out. 

Kun’s entire body shook as he neared orgasm yet again, only for you to halt your movements. He makes a pained noise as he attempts to fuck himself back onto your fingers, but the stimulation was lost. 

You laughed at his reaction, already pushing a third finger into him. The slide was incredibly easy and your fingers jabbed against his G-spot once more. 

He sobbed as arousal pooled in his stomach, nearing his high again. He panted heavily and moved to take his glasses off, but you grabbed his hand. 

���Don’t.” You said, looking at his disheveled appearance, his glasses beginning to fog from the heat. “They make you look sexy.” 

Kun whimpers as you continue to finger fuck him, so close to the edge- closer than you'd ever pushed him. He squeezes his eyes shut in the hope that you’ll let him cum, only seconds away from his orgasm. 

A broken sob escapes his lips when you pull your fingers out completely, licking them clean. 

“You- You're so mean...” He cries, eyes glossy and beautiful. 

“Me? Mean? I don’t think you should be insulting a student, Mr. Qian.” 

Kun winces as reality hits him. He bites his lip and looks at you, teary-eyed. 

“I hate you, y/n.” He whimpers, averting his eyes away from you.

You smirk at him, eyes filled with lust. “You say you hate me, but your slick is getting all over the floor... Again. Tell me, sir. Do you want me to fuck you or not?”

He bites his lip before glancing at you. “Please...” He whimpers again, spreading his legs farther apart. 

You smile, unzipping your pants and pulling your massive cock out of your underwear. Kun widens his eyes at the size. He’d never taken anything like that before. 

Your cock throbs as you swipe a glob of precum with your finger and point it at Kun’s mouth. 

The man catches on immediately and eagerly takes your digits into his mouth, moaning from the taste. Another wave of arousal gushes from his entrance, and you lick it up before your floor can become even wetter. 

Kun moans as you push your cock in, already pushing against his G-spot. 

“Halfway there, princess.” You say, grasping his hips and pushing him farther down. 

Only half? He thinks, already feeling filled to the brim. 

He screamed as you shoved yourself inside, stretching his insides as you buried yourself balls-deep inside of him. He couldn't believe how full he felt, how much pain mixed with pleasure. 

It only takes a few small thrusts before Kun already feels like cumming, his denied orgasms making him a thousand times more sensitive. 

You grunt as his velvety soft walls begin to clench around you, so you pull out completely. 

He cries out at the feeling of being empty, grinding his hips into the air. 

“Fuck, please!” He whines.

“Please what?”

“C-cum! Please let me cum!” He pleads, but you pound into him before he can even finish talking. 

His stomach bulged as you thrust deeper inside him, reaching places no one else could. He gasped as he felt himself stretch further than he thought possible.

The sudden sensation caused him to squirm wildly, trying desperately to escape the pleasure. It only intensified the feeling as he struggled to cope with it. The pain and pleasure were almost unbearable, yet it felt so good. 

Before Kun knew it, his orgasm hit him like a truck. The room filled with his pretty noises as he clenched around your cock, cumming all over it. 

Panting heavily, he rode out his orgasm before realizing that you weren't stopping. The pleasure turned to the pain of overstimulation. His thighs shook as you thrust into him, pleasure slowly taking over his body. 

“Ah, wait- what are you doing?” He moaned as you pounded into him ruthlessly as if you didn’t care about how he felt. 

“You said you wanted to cum, right princess?” You said, hand massaging his clit. 

Kun screams as he squirts all over your cock before coming a second time, having no time to recover as you continue to thrust into him.

He cried out as you fucked him hard, causing his body to shake uncontrollably. Every nerve ending seemed to fire at once, causing him to feel like he was going to pass out. And then, just when he thought he couldn't take anymore, yet another orgasm washes over him. 

“You good, princess? We’re nowhere near done yet.”

He nods lazily as you coax orgasm after orgasm out of him. His eyes are glued shut at this point and his voice is hoarse from moaning like a slut. He feels so faded that he can't even remember how many times he’s come, the morning turned to the afternoon as you fucked the living shit out of him. 

“Fuck me harder!” He begs, his insides practically memorizing the shape of your cock. “Ah- please! Breed me full of your pups! ♡! ♡♡!” 

You take a moment to admire your work. The once-composed and eloquent TA was reduced to nothing but a babbling mess. His sweet scent was long gone and replaced with the smell of pure sex. 

You considered his request. You knew he wouldn't get pregnant, so what harm would there be? 

Kun cums one last time, clenching even harder around you. You feel your knot expanding, catching against his rim. 

With one final thrust, you bury yourself in him. Cum shoots deep inside him in regular 5-minute intervals, filling him up until you can see a faint bulge in his stomach. 

Kun is pretty much passed out, so you scroll mindlessly on your phone until your knot comes down. 

When the time comes, you ready your camera and pull your cock out. Thick and slick gushes out into a small bowl (you had prepared for this beforehand) and you snap one too many photos. 

Kun looks majestic. He's wearing nothing but his oversized sweater and his collarbone is exposed, covered in dark hickeys. His hair is ruffled in a post-sex mess, and glasses laying on the tip of his nose. 

You take a few photos of his gaping hole, pink and clenching around nothing. You hum before scooping a generous amount of the cum-slick mixture with your fingers and feeding it to him as he lets out a small moan in his sleep. You clean him up a bit before getting dressed and cleaning up your apartment, which smelled an awful lot like strawberry candy (courtesy of a large amount of slick on your floor), and your citrusy scent. 

Once done, you lay in bed next to Kun before falling asleep, holding his body close to yours. 

By the time you woke up, the man was already gone. 

True to your word, Kun showed up to school the next day stumbling and with a noticeable limp. He had done a good job cleaning himself though, and all remnants of sex were gone. 

You giggled as Mr. Lee and numerous students approached him asking if he was okay, concern painted on their faces. 

Right before the lesson began, you approached Mr. Lee as he spoke with Kun. 

“I've been having trouble with this lesson, so could Mr. Qian sit with me? I've learned over our session that he's good at many things.” 

Kun’s eyes widen and he nearly chokes on his spit, face growing red. 

Thankfully for him, the professor doesn't seem to catch on, and now Kun is taking a seat in the back of the class with you. 

The tension seems to ease as you stay silent for most of the class, but you turn to him halfway through and place a hand on his thigh. 

You can already smell his scent releasing again before you lean in and whisper something into his ear. 

“We’re still on for that session Wednesday, right princess?”

a/n :: decided to post this while you guys wait for first love pt.2... it’s not very good but it’s what we have for now (i literally wrote this at like 3am bc I was horny or something...) i’ve been dreaming of tutor!kun and we need more boypussy sub!idol fics !!

[sunflw3r]

fireworks (i love you)

non!idol kun x non!idol male reader reader prns: he/him word count: 931 non!idol au fluff

for everyone but y/n, the fireworks were for new years, but he always knew they were really for his love

content warnings: none!

content overview: silly bfs! semi-implied younger/less mature reader

unedited</3

(masterlist)

a/n: first day back! had to write for my lovely kun! happy new year to everyone, 2025 will be great! (so this was supposed to be up on 1/1 but ig the world hates me so it didnt upload!)

to 2025: treat us all well

night’s dark veil covered the beach.

the couple’s blanket laid on the white sand, just like the other groups of people waiting for the fireworks. y/n’s body was right next to kun’s, their hands laced as they watched the stars before they were covered by the gunpowder from new years fireworks.

different from the others on the beach, y/n and kun’s blanket contained a birthday cake with multiple candles. it was chocolate and matcha, a flavor kun had been enjoying recently since y/n had it for his own birthday a few months ago. the candles were a 2 and a 9, with a small star and heart being the other two.

“i think it’s funny how you always make new years celebrations about my birthday… it’s not even january yet.” kun spoke, turning his head to look at y/n on his right. y/n laughed, leaving a gentle kiss on kun’s cheek.

“you deserve it. besides, new years had no meaning before i met you. now i need to give you two days just so you can glow in the spotlight.” the words escaped his lips and embraced kun in a golden warmth, the smile on his face turning into a laugh.

kun’s eyes flickered back to the sky, letting out a soft sigh before smiling again as he spoke. “you’re always such a flirt. how did i get so lucky with someone like you?” y/n sighed, putting his elbows on kun’s chest.

“i don’t know, i’m pretty great!” kun scoffed, hitting his boyfriend’s head gently. y/n pouted momentarily, before smiling again. “buttttt you’re amazing!”

kun leaned in to kiss y/n, but his phone ringing interrupted the two’s inching closer. a soft groan escaped y/n’s mouth as he complained about how “their kisses always get ruined” and “the world was against them”, kun shushing him. y/n gave him a side eye, kun showing his lockscreen to the man.

11:58

his alarm for 11:58 was ringing, covering his lockscreen with an orange notification. y/n’s eyes widened, grabbing the cake from the edge of the blanket.

the two shifted on the blanket, y/n moving so he was facing the ocean, while kun had his back to the water. kun’s brown hair fluttered in the wind, a smile on his face as y/n shakily pulled the plastic tray cover off the cake. the wax candles were slowly inserted into the soft sponge cake, y/n squinting as they adjusted them.

the people around them started counting down as y/n shakily struct the match, biting down on his lip. he hastily lit the candles before the wind returned and blew his hard work away. y/n let out a soft ‘ah’ as he lit the last heart, shaking the match to extinguish the flame.

the world slowed as the numbers got closer to zero, y/n’s eyes meeting kuns.

5

“i love you.” kun mouthed.

4

y/n smiled softly, fixing kun’s windswept hair.

3

“i know.” he replied.pointing

2

“i love you too, you know?”

1

kun nods, smiling softly

happy new year!

kun’s eyes close as fireworks shoot up behind him from the barge out in the ocean. with a quick breath in, kun’s shoulders rise before they fall again as he exhales, candle flames flickering out. y/n’s eyes meet kun’s, a small smile on his face.

the air was filled with love as y/n leaned forward, kissing kun gently. their lips locked against each other, the scent of the ocean wrapping them in a soft and comforting perfume.

the loud crack of another round of fireworks pulls them out the kiss, kun’s laughter joining the noise as he turns to see a red, heart-shaped firework light up in the sky.

“happy birthday my love.”

kun turns back to see y/n smiling at the now 29 year old happily, his heart melting at his boyfriend’s affectionate gaze. he moved the cake back to its original spot before wrapping y/n in an embrace.

“thank you y/n. you always make my birthday so amazing.” y/n doesn’t respond, looking deep in thought. kun frowns, holding onto y/n’s face. “what’s up?”

“you know why i always bring you to see the fireworks?” y/n asks, his eyes glowing with gold as the fireworks continued to shoot off. kun shakes his head. y/n laughs, tilting his head. “it’s because you always look so happy as the fireworks go off. the gold highlights your beauty so well. you’re such a beautiful man to look at when you’re happy.”

“not always?” kun chimes in, a smirk growing on his face as y/n huffs.

“i guessssssss.” a scoff escapes kun’s mouth, y/n quelling him with a gentle kiss. “i’m kidding baby, you’re always beautiful.”

kun rolls his eyes, looking at the cake. “let’s eat now!” the two laugh as y/n picks the cake up, cutting a slice for the two to share. they exchange a bite, before giving each other a peck on the lips. y/n swallows, covering his mouth with his hand.

“oh, happy new year by the way.”

kun bursted into a laugh at the sudden statement, rubbing y/n’s head with his knuckles gently. “oh you’re so cute. happy new year.”

“i’m excited to spend another year with 29 year old you. but you’re birthday’s cooler than this new year thing.”

“stop flattering me!”

“i’m not flattering you!”

kun was always better than anything else, and new years was no exception.

[jaeyong-sucker]

FOREVER • KUN

PAIRING: Qian Kun x Male Reader 

GENRE: Smut, Fluff (?)

WARNINGS: Unprotected Sex, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Praising Kink, Pet Names, Hickeys, Age Difference, Poor Attempt at Romance, (More of a Kun-centric fic??? idk it's my first time writing in years), NOT PROOFREAD

Word Count: 2,161

Summary: Kun and male reader making love. 

Note: This was supposed to be uploaded last March but was delayed for some reason. Feedback and tips would be very much appreciated. ^~^

Maybe it’s because of the cloudy, lazy weather. Maybe it’s because you looked so dashing in the warm confines of his hoodie that was big for you. Maybe it’s because he looked so hot and irresistible with nothing but sweatpants on. Or maybe the tension is just too strong to beat, that all said clothes are now discarded on the floor as want and lust takes over. You couldn’t (or have no plans to) resist as your sugar daddy pins you under him and dances his tongue with yours in a heated kiss, which he plans to take further. Who would, if it was the sexy, dominant bachelor Qian Kun devouring you right now?

Just exactly how did everything lead to this? As far as you can recall, it will be your fourth year together with Qian Kun in a few days. Qian Kun, CEO of Wang Technologies, known for manufacturing the world’s finest and advanced aircrafts. His love for flying and skydiving has influenced the company, making the products untouchable ever since it was passed down to his dexterous, meticulous hands. It all started when you, a struggling second year nursing student bumped into him in the grocery. Perhaps you were both busy looking at the aisle of snacks when you bumped each other, his hot coffee spilling on you and ruining your laptop as a result. 

Stunning was an understatement when you first saw him. Unlike all men who just shrugged off and walked away when they inconvenienced you, Kun showed you his handsome, apologetic smile as he cleaned the mess himself and even paid for all your groceries. Before you parted ways, he gave you a contact card. Sketchy? Maybe. But still, you made an appointment with his office and prepared Ten’s phone number in case something happened to you. Little did you know, Kun was looking for a sugar baby. That day gained you unlimited access to his unlimited wealth... and the start of a new relationship. 

Unlike all of the men you’ve dated, Kun did not insist on sleeping with you immediately. In fact, your relationship was far from overly sexual. Cuddles and dates most of the time. Kun helping you with your studies in practical ways, such as lending you his veiny arms when you practiced your nursing subjects. Healthy home-cooked meals made by his health-conscious ass (but that didn’t stop you from buying bubble tea). Thanks to him, you left the cram dorm and moved in with him in his modern, luxurious condo. A few vacations every year in and out of the country. A lot of advice that saved you from consequences you’re more than grateful to have not experienced. He does not demand for sex. In fact, the both of you only get intimate when you consented to. 

“Love,” he deeply moans before kissing your neck. He licks and bites the spots that make your mind go haywire, unable to process anything but pleasure and the buildup of anticipation of him entering you and rearranging your guts. Kun, being his observant and very capable self, gives the slightest almost teasing, light touches over your torso before fondling your erect nipples, only making you croak out for more. You lift your torso up in an effort to have more of his touches; Kun obviously noticed that. He knows you want, rather, yearn for something else. 

At lightning speed, your shorts are thrown into the messy floor and you feel two long, slender fingers rubbing on your rim as if begging for intrusion, which you are always willing to give. Kun lifts one of your legs over his shoulder before adding another finger to penetrate your puckered hole. You could only grunt and curse as his fingers immediately rubbed and poked your prostate, never failing to make your toes curl and breath hitch in bliss. 

One thing about Kun, he loves seeing you crumble under him. Being the dominant he is, it is his absolute pleasure to see you go crazy under him. It uplifts his ego knowing only he is the one capable to make you feel sexual pleasure and meet all your expectations and needs. He loves seeing you melt with only his slightest touch, just like right now with you tugging on his gorgeous dark locks as he continuously rubs and jabs at your abused prostate while stretching your hole for his cock. Your eyes clenched shut, toes curled hard, your never ending mewls and whimpers, your dick leaking with massive amounts of precum are such a sight to behold. Kun is more than lucky to witness this sight every day and time he wants to. 

"Does that feel good, baby," Kun kisses your forehead as he whispers with his deep, gentle, caring voice, sending tingles of pleasure all over your body. "Good boy, you're taking my fingers so well~ who's my good boy?" Kun coos as he kisses your cheek and watches you with his oh-so-loving gaze. His hands never stop playing and fondling your nipples, making you unable to talk. He knows what he wants to hear from you. He wants you to whimper and moan under him, and he gets that easily. 

"D-Daddy," you managed to croak out. Kun notices and slows down, making your mind clearer as you speak to him. 

"I want you, daddy, please!" Small beads of tears trickle down your cheeks. "Fuck me, please, daddy," you clench and unclench around his fingers. 

Kun gazes at you sweetly before withdrawing his fingers from your hole, leaving you needy and clenching into nothingness. "How do you want me, baby," he leaves kisses all over your face as he pumps his hardening cock. 

"Anything, please, daddy!" You were practically begging to be fucked. "Just want you inside me," you choked as you looked at him needily. 

Kun doesn't like you begging, unless he feels like teasing you and wants to see you cry for his cock. But today is not one of those days. "Let daddy take care of you, love~" he whispers deeply into your ear before generously lubing your entrance, then his leaking cock, knowing how wet you both want your sessions to be. 

You spend your time kissing fervently as he gently enters you. He takes his time penetrating you, making sure to hit all the sweetest spots and crevices of your hole. He whispers the sweetest praises lovingly, just like he did when it was your first; he fucks you like it’s your first almost every time. The softness of his voice and actions just make you want to surrender yourself to him and give him your fullest trust. 

Kun swallows the whiny moans you let out as you pull him by his nape for a deeper kiss. You clamp your hole tight around Kun as a signal to move; observant daddy didn’t need to be told twice. He lodges himself slowly and gently inside you, making you feel different sweet sensations as he inches deeper and deeper. Kun dances his tongue with yours and kisses you deeper, gaining more access to explore the insides of your mouth. His hands never stopped playing with the pink, erect buds caused by all the increasing arousal. Your weeping dick is not ignored by Kun as he reaches out for it before giving it the sweetest of strokes.

Having Kun plunge his cock inside you is one pleasurable moment. And him jerking you off and toying with the most sensitive parts of your body is another, making you ignore the squelching sounds of his cock sliding inside you and how awfully hoarse your voice is as you moan out loud. He doesn't mind it. In fact, he loves seeing you vulnerable under him.

His warm breath hits your sin glistening with sweat as he releases the sexiest of grunts. Kun is one who loves playing with different rhythms and he knows the best ways to make you bring out the sweetest of moans. One minute he speeds up, not giving your abused prostate a break, then slows down right after. Not painfully slow, but the slow pace where you feel the entirety of his length and girth dragging along the walls of your hole, hitting all the perfect spots inside you. 

"Such a good fucking boy~ taking daddy's cock like the good boy you are," he moans, leaving sweet kisses all over your neck. The sweet praises were oh-so-sweet, that you don't notice Kun lacing your fingers together before pinning them above your head. Beads of sweat emerge from his temple and he lets out his hot breaths and his deep moans. 

Only a few thrusts made you lose control over your body, making you surrender to Kun. His touches and thrusts make you lightheaded and dizzy, sending electric pleasure all over your body. A few broken moans escape your lips as Kun begins to bury himself deeper, harder, with your stomach bulging from every powerful thrust. 

Without breaking rhythm, Kun shifts you both to your sides and never misses hitting your abused prostate. His thrusts are consistent before they get increasingly harder. Faster. Deeper. His lips find their way to the sweet spot on your neck before giving it the most sensual of licks. Kisses. Bites. 

"Fuck, babe~," Kun coos before licking and nibbling your earlobe. "You make me feel so good~ you're such a good fucking boy~," he moans out before holding you closer and thrusts unbelievably deeper in your spooning position. "I won't ever get tired of making love with you~ and I'll do this with you everyday if I could~," he croaks as his thrusts become inconsistent and sloppy, signaling the climax he holds back.

His loving words seem to have had a direct impact on you that you burst your release after he said those sweet words. Your climax had your toe curled, legs trembling, eyes clenched shut, hands gripping the sheets and a moaning mess while Kun continued lodging himself inside you. He grunts and curses out loud, releasing his cum inside your wet heat. 

His thrusts make you cry in overstimulation as he milks every single drop of your climax. He leaves kisses all over your face as he hugs your sobbing figure close to him before everything goes black. All you remember is Kun’s arms cradling you as he whispers the sweetest praises and loving affirmations. 

The empty spot next to you wakes you up. The sweet aroma of waffles and butter brings you to your senses followed by the fragrance of brewed coffee. Kun did not need to be called for as you see his shadow approaching your room. Clad in a fresh pair of Armani boxers is your sugar daddy holding a tray filled with newly cooked waffles and freshly brewed coffee. He looks at you with the most loving gaze that never fails to make your heart flutter as he closes the distance between you. 

The next few minutes is just you and Kun quietly enjoying breakfast and each other’s presence. You always want to feel his warm body next to yours. His warm smile. His loving eyes. His goofy, clumsy side. You wish to wake up and spend your life next to him. You live for him. You want to live forever to be with him, no matter what.

Kun breaks the silence when he hums and turns you around, making you straddle his lap. He gives the widest smile as he kisses each one of your hands and leaves peppery kisses all over your face. You only think it’s just Kun being his usual morning self and the next thing he does leaves you abashed with mixed emotions causing you internal turmoil.

His eyes almost disappear as he holds out a simple golden ring accentuated with a tiny, sparkly diamond. He cups your cheek as soon as he sees the first teardrop appear in the corner of your eye. There’s no way. There is no way he is actually proposing to you right now. Overwhelmed, you weakly fall toward him before crying all over his bare chest. He could not help himself either as he cried soon after, hugging you tight in his arms and planting kisses on your head. This is not real. As soon as the tears disappeared and the both of you calmed down, he pulled away before kissing your forehead.

“Y/N, my beautiful Y/N. I want to spend the rest of my life with nobody but you. I don’t want to wait any longer. I want to be your husband, your partner, your best friend forever. My love, let’s get married on our anniversary?” 

Suddenly, the world stops. Only one word came out of you that morning. One word that sent you both to tears. One word that brought the golden ring to your finger. One word that starts a new chapter of your lives. One word that made your whole day and led to love-making.

“Yes.”

[wildandsmile]

hi i would love to ask for a fanfic about akito yamada from "my love story with yamada kun" unfortunately the fandom is small so there's not enough smut abt him 😭 i really have a thing for drunk fanfics where the character takes care of the reader and then they do the boombayah 💀 i would love to see more writers write about my man 😞 about his personality i'd say he's a very calm and introverted guy and doesnt show much emotions (lets say hes a pretty stoic guy). Thank u sm 💜

Drunken love

Wc:1.2k

Tw: Grammar mistakes (English is hard man)

An: It’s been a while since I saw the show so I hope I got his character right

Drunk Reader

Yamada is incredibly caring when you’re drunk. He’s the type to hold your hair back while you’re throwing up, make sure you have water and some painkillers ready, and take care of everything else you might need.

He’d even cancel his stream for the day just to stay by your side. Sure, he might lose some money, and his guild members might be frustrated, but none of that matters to him—you always come first.

Yamada is usually quiet by nature, but when you’re drunk, he becomes even more soft-spoken, making sure not to make a sound that could worsen your headache. He’ll stay close, cuddling you and gently playing with your hair until you drift off to sleep. Honestly, it’s impossible not to fall for him in those moments.

When he’s taking care of you, it’s hard to keep your thoughts from wandering. His soft whispers and tender touch are enough to make you melt. And the way he gets so overprotective when you’re not in control—always keeping a hand on you, staying within arm’s reach—it’s overwhelming in the best way. At some point, you just can’t take it anymore.

You call out, your hands fumbling aimlessly, grasping at nothing like a lost child. The room feels disorienting, but soon enough, you see Yamada rounding the corner, a glass of water and a couple of painkillers in each hand. He sets them down gently beside you, then helps you sit up, his touch firm yet comforting. Once you're upright, he helps you drink the water, steadying the glass so you don’t spill or drop it. When you finish, he presses a soft kiss to your cheek, his voice low and tender. "You're doing so well for me love," he murmurs, a smile playing at the corner of his lips before he helps you ease back down into the bed.Despite the fog of drunkenness, your mind can't help but drift back to him, to the way his touch lingers just a bit too long, the way his words make your heart race. The simplest actions—like drinking water or lying back down—suddenly feel charged, making you feel flushed and restless. You try to dismiss the heat rising in you, telling yourself it’s just the alcohol. So when Yamada returns, sleeves rolled up and carrying a tray of food and more water, you knew it wasn’t the alcohol but you ignored that and focused on the way his muscles flex beneath his shirt. It's not much, just a light build, but it's enough to make you ache for more. The sight of him, so effortlessly attentive, only heightens the tension building in you. You can’t ignore it anymore.“Yamada... Yamada... Yamada," you call softly, your voice faint, yet intentional. When he turns toward you, a faint smile tugging at his lips, you extend your arms toward him. He understands immediately and walks over, kneeling down until you're face to face. Seizing the moment, you wrap your arms around him, drawing him closer, and gently press your head into the curve of his neck.” he asks, trying to pull away just enough to see your face. But you don’t let him, instead leaning in closer to whisper softly in his ear, “Mmm, I need you.” He turns his head slightly, attempting to hide the blush spreading across his cheeks, but you’re relentless. You start trailing kisses along his neck, causing him to flinch and jump slightly at the sensation"Come on, we can't not when you like this," he says, trying to squirm away from your grasp. "But I want to," you add as you press your lips into his skin, but he doesn't utter a word until you rub your feet over his hardening cock causing him to hiss and dig his fingers into your ankle. "Fine, if that's what you wanted, I'll give it to you," he says, pulling his hair back with one hand, his eyes now filled with desire and his lips now ghosting across your thighs. "But don't be mad if I keep you up all night ok."

Drunk Yamada

Yamada becomes a bit more talkative and needy when he's drunk, which is quite different from his usual quiet self. He’s also more touchy, so don’t be surprised if he ends up crawling all over you.

Make sure you enjoy it while it lasts, because tomorrow, he’ll be back to his usual silent, reserved self. If he remembers everything from the night before, he’ll probably be even less talkative.

Of course, you take care of him the same way he takes care of you when you're drunk—keeping water and painkillers on hand, cooking nice meals, helping him change his clothes, and everything else.

But naturally, you take advantage of his drunken state to tease him. You might coax him into telling you he loves you or treat him like a child until he’s blushing and a mess. It’s a side of him you don’t usually see, but Yamada doesn’t mind, even if it’s a bit embarrassing.

"Come on, Yamada, just one more time, please?" you ask, pouting cutely.""No, I don’t want to," he replies, his face flushed from both embarrassment and the sake he drank earlier. "You're just going to make fun of me again."I swear I won’t," you reassure him, placing a hand gently on his thigh. But he still resists. Sighing, you pull out your secret weapon. "Fine, I guess I’ll just have to leave you here then." You stand up, preparing to walk away. To your surprise, he grabs your leg and pulls you back. "Fine, I'll say it," he mutters, his eyes wide like a child. You sit back down quickly, pulling out your phone to record this moment. You knew you might not get another chance to capture him like this."I-I love you," he stammers, his voice still a bit slurred from the alcohol. Once he finishes, you turn off your phone, give him a quick kiss on the head, and ruffle his hair affectionately. "See you did such a good job," you say before getting up to go fix him something nice to eat but once again he stops you this time he gives you a lustful look "If did such a good job does that mean I get a reward," he says his hand now dragging up you thigh slowly "Come on Yamada your to out of it for that" you say before going back down to look him eye to eye but he jumps on you before you can speak again catching your lips in a deep kiss your tongues battling for dominance not stopping until you're both out of breath. You watch as the ribbon of saliva that was joining your lips broke, making you quiver with need. In the middle of your heated kiss, he managed to pin you down to the ground, your hands now bound above your head. You look at him, waiting for his next move, but when he doesn't do anything, you take this as your chance to tease him a little more. "Well, you got me down here, so why don't you come and take your reward?" you murmur, your lips ghosting over his. He gives you a short peck before nudging his head into the crock of your neck. "With pleasure," he says with a cute stutter, his lips now ghosting close to your ear, utilizing this opportunity to wrap your calf around his waist. "Well, I'm ready when you are, love."

[yourlocalstranger123]

Welcome to demon school iruma - kun

Characters Asmodeus

I need help with my life choices. "Hello, darkness my old friend...I'm here to unhappily see you again"

(Also, im going to do this seperate so go to part 1 to see the others when im done or just go to my master list, and the setting of this is where they are in college; etc.)

[This is the settings where they are in college or as young adults]

Part 2 (smut) your here!

Part 1

Reader is: "bold"

Asmodeus~♥︎

"M– master!"

"Hm? Yes Asmodeus dear?"

His heart fluttered although soon enough lust filled him when you tugged and continued to play with his chest. "I'm n- hngh...not a girl.."

(I feel like this is more male than female but I assure you I'm trying to make both genders :D)

" plea– ahh! I- I want more, please...master?"

His legs are trembling, and his knees goes weak. You slowly kissed his neck, trailing down to his stomach. His breath hitched as you played with his chest. He tried muffling his moans but failed after you started grinding. You took off his pants, as now he doesn't have anything to cover himself.

He tugged your sleeve, "it feels embarrassing to be the only one naked..." You chuckled.

F! Reader

You took off your shirt as he watches. "You know you can touch it right?" He widens his eyes, but quickly put them in his mouth to muffle his moans as you stroke his cock. He squirmed, you took a hand full of hair and tug it to make him face you. He whines, struggling to go back until you bit his neck. He arched his back, you knew he was close by how loud he was but you decided to stop, edging him. His face fills with shock then desperation, crying lightly.

"You think I'll let you go that easy, pretty boy?"

Shocks of pleasure go through him, he could just cum right there, by your words. 'Pretty boy' as the words that came out of your mouth repeated in his head until he snapped back to reality and sees you on top of him. You slammed down, earning a loud, lewd moan. He covered his flustered face with his hands as he take a peek at your beautiful figure. You took away his hands from his face. "Be a good boy and don't hide from me."

He listened. You slammed back down, repeating without him getting used to such pleasure. It was fun to see him ruined like this, eyes rolling, drool dripping to his neck. He was a moaning mess.

It's been hours, his puffy eyes as he begs you, well now he can't even think to know what he was begging. Finally, his pleas were answered as you continued. He was whimpering since his throat was to soar from screaming.

"C- cuming— Please!– hngh!"

His eyes rolling, arching his back as he came. He would've thought he was dead until you started going again. His eyes widen as he throws his head up, sensitive from his last orgasm and edging.

"N- no More~! Pleashe, too much!— AHhH~! Hah-"

His words started to be less clear

"I promise I'll be gentle..♥︎" (you didn't)

The next day, his legs were stable, just sometimes a little trip or stumble. He did what he usually do although he would look away blushing and pouting [you didn't keep your promise of being gentle with him last night] whenever you were in the same room. It seems that the room is only hot for him. Wonder why.

M! Reader

"No, i- it's fine! I can do it!"

It's quite cute seeing him filled with such determination doing such...things

He put lube in his finger and inserted in him. He flinched how cold it was, whining by the contact of it. Now he felt himself heating up when he noticed you were looking at him, watching like you were gonna eat him up!

"Oh? You stopped. Don't mind me, continue. Just pretend I don't exist"

Your words weren't really encouraging but he did continue. He inserted another then another

He pushes your chest down and you let him do as he please. He took down your pants seeing your hard cock spring out. Now he thinks if three fingers are really enough? He felt your hands slithering to him, putting a blindfold on him. He whined but did nothing.

He takes hold of your cock, slowly getting used to your size. He hopes that was all, it wasn't but he doesn't need to know. You twist him around, his back on your chest. He tried turning around but you stopped him.

"Why not look in front of you instead of pouting?"

You took his blindfold off, and he was flustered. Seeing him sitting on your lap, squirming how it's so lewd seeing him like this, and your cock is only halfway in....halfway? He became more redder when he realized it. You slammed into him, putting your full length while he choked on a moan, tongue rolling out as his brain turned into mush. He leaned near your neck. Whimpering at the pain and pleasure of being stretched out by you.

"You know, I feel quite tired, why not you work for it?~" You teased.

You widen your eyes seeing him starting to bounce on your cock. He felt his arms and legs give out, the only thing stabling him is your hands on his waist. He whimpered, trying his best to pleasure you! Please call him a good boy, won't you?

"Please, it feels- hgn...not as good as you do it [name!]" He whined as he turned around and laid on your chest.

He actually said your name, maybe you should reward him for being so good ♥︎

You picked him up and put him on the bed, thrusting quickly making him moan. He gripped the sheets trying to not fall off, he blushed at the lustful sounds he makes but soon pleasure takes over him as he is almost at his climax.

"[Name], please cum in me! I want your cum!"

He put his arms over your neck as you started to pick up the pace, you two came soon after.

"Let's have a few more rounds, don't you agree?"

He gulped as hearts formed in his eyes. The next day he could not walk. He was carried by you everywhere, the class was worried for him. If only they knew the cause of it ♥︎

[y4n3on]

DOG SITTER'S JEALOUSY

Ayato Aishi x Female reader

A Fluff Romance.

As she walked to the street to go to Ayato's house wearing a simple above-knee length dress with a simple pattern, paired with a crop top jacket, a plain color doll shoe, and a same plain color sling bag, (Y/n) decided to give his boyfriend a surprise visit so that she could spend some time with him.

(Y/n) pressed the doorbell and stood in front of Ayato's house, waiting for him to answer. After what felt like an eternity, the door creaked open. Ayato stood there, his eyes widening in shock as he took in the unexpected sight of (Y/n) standing on his doorstep, looking as stunning as ever.

"(Y/n), what are you doing here?" he asked, his voice tinged with both surprise and delight. As (Y/n) noticed Ayato's disheveled appearance, with tousled hair as if he had just woken up and a highly stressed expression, her eyes widened as concern welled within her. She quickly cupped his cheeks and gazed into his eyes. "What happened?"

Before Ayato could respond, a small, fluffy dog darted past his legs and into the open doorway. It was Shiro, his coworker's dog that he was dog-sitting for the day. The dog, a white furball of energy, immediately took notice of (Y/n) and bounded over to her, tail wagging furiously.

"WHAT THE-" (Y/n) exclaimed in surprise, but her eyes softened as she glanced downward and spotted an adorable dog. Her eyes filled with warmth at the sight of the fluffy white pup, which made her kneel down and gently pet it. Shiro eagerly leaped onto her, showering her face with excited licks, his tail wagging furiously as if it could lift him off the ground. (Y/n) giggled at the dog's enthusiastic response and its undeniable cuteness.

"Oh my God, when did you get a dog?" (Y/n) asked as she petted the dog to keep it from licking her face. Ayato chuckled, his eyes turning cold as he observed (Y/n) and Shiro's interaction. "It's just for this day," he explained. "My coworker needed someone to care for Shiro while they're away, so I offered to assist."

(Y/n) couldn't help but smile at Shiro's antics. "So, your name is Shiro? How cute that it suits you. Well, Shiro, you're super and absolutely adorable," she exaggerates, scratching behind Shiro's ears, causing a contented sigh from the dog. Unaware of Ayato's gaze "How about we go inside first?" Ayato, trying to calm his jealousy, suggested.

(Y/n) suddenly realized, "Oh yeah, I forgot we're still at your doorstep." She stopped scratching Shiro, causing the dog to whine. "Aww, I'm sorry, but we need to go inside first." Instead of entering the house, Shiro whined even more, and (Y/n) tried to calm the dog. Ayato shot an annoyed and irritated look in the direction of the dog.

His face quickly turns to all smiles when she suddenly looks up from feeling his gaze "We should go inside now?" She smiled directly at him as her eyes met his, and this made Ayato's heart melt away from the jealousy he had "Yes, we should," he smiled at her lovingly. However, in just a quick second his sincere smile became an irritated one when he heard Shiro bark.

"Then excuse me," she said as she entered Ayato's home, immediately making herself comfortable on the couch. Ayato glanced at her and chuckled at her actions. However, his amusement turned into a glare within a split second as the dog swiftly positioned itself on (Y/n)'s lap, just like earlier.

"It seems Shiro really likes you, doesn't he?" With a clear dislike for the dog, but still having a smile on his face (Y/n) noticed it smiled at him while continuing to pet the dog "Is someone jealous?" she teased, "Not at all" his tone slightly changed, though (Y/n) couldn't help but notice. She giggled as she watched him prepare their drink.

"You mentioned he'd stay until the end of the day, correct?" She rested her head on the couch, her gaze fixed on Ayato as she continued to pet Shiro. "Yeah, they'll pick him up later once they're finished with their business," he replied as he placed the drink, he had prepared on the coffee table.

He took a seat beside her "So, Ayato, why are you looking after their dog? As far as I know, you've never really cared about animals." She paused in her petting to take a sip of her drink, thinking, 'delicious' she thought while drinking. Ayato averted his gaze "Because you do," he replied emotionlessly. (Y/n) looked at him dumbfounded at his answer, (Y/n) covered her mouth with her hand while the other lightly gripped the cup.

She was touched by what she heard. "Really?" Ayato looked at her, a slight blush coloring his cheeks, and he nodded in embarrassment. Her gaze softened, and they slowly leaned toward each other, their faces inches away from a kiss, when the doorbell rang.

Ayato's irritation flashed as he shot a quick glare at the door 'I'm gonna kill whoever asshole is that' he thought while (y/n) snorted "I think you should check that" she suggested. Still glaring at the door, Ayato forced a fake smile as he answered her. Meanwhile, (Y/n) resumed petting the dog, and Shiro perked up, then quickly scurried over to the door as Ayato continued his conversation with the unexpected visitor.

(Y/n) quickly followed Shiro and observed him licking the person Ayato was talking to "(Y/n) That's Ren, Shiro's owner", "Hello," (Y/n) greeted with a polite bow. "Hello to you too," Ren replied, returning the bow. "Thank you so much for taking care of Shiro. Here I hope you two will like it" He extended a box of sweets toward her.

"Thank you," (Y/n) accepted the box with a warm smile, to which Ren responded with a smile of his own. "We'll take our leave now," Ren said, bowing once more before departing with a happy Shiro. Ayato shot them a glare before he grabbed (Y/N)'s hand and ushered her inside. He quickly closed the door and guided her over to the couch. Placing the box on the table, he startled (Y/N) with his swift movements, gently pushing her onto the couch.

Ayato held both of (Y/n)'s wrists with his left hand, while his right hand gently lifted her chin to make her face him. "You know you shouldn't be smiling at other guys, right?" he said with his expression remaining emotionless. (Y/n) began to reply, "I'm just..." but Ayato silenced her with a kiss. Afterward, he grinned mischievously and whispered to his ear, "Looks like you need a little punishment."

ANOTHER UPDATE LET'S GO! It took me a long time to make a new post because of dog sitting and with the new inspiration we have Another Ayato Aishi x Female reader if you have any suggestions or requests, I'll be happy to receive them I could only write a story about what I'm familiar with if you like to suggest please give me the theme and concept of your suggestions.

Anime: Bnha, Saiki k., Ouran highschool host club,

Game: yandere simulator, Genshin impact, Honkai star rail, Tears of themis

These are the game and anime im very familiar with so try suggesting about them and i only do male characters so sorry to disappoint others.

JUST LIKE LAST TIME SEE YOU NEXT POST

[yimmy-homebase-world11]

Here's reader kun, the male version of reader chan from my fanfic: Help! I'm stuck in Demon Slayer! He has the same breathing style as reader chan which is Dance Breathing. He also has the same goal in slaying Douma and rescuing his little brother. I can also imagine Tanjiro and Zenitsu questioning their sexuality after meeting reader kun.

[toastermoth]

hellloooo~ could you possibly do a Teru Minamoto x male reader who gets rlly nervous when around anyone he doesn’t know well- but he only actually knows teru so he’s basically nervous all the time and teru is his comfort person-? I hope this isn’t too vague 🥲🥲🥲

Teru Minamoto x M!Reader

It's not to vague dwdw! Sorry if this isn't what you had in mind but I had fun writing this!

Saying you were a nervous person was an understatement. Yes you were able to make it through school and in public spaces on the outside but in the inside you were usually nervous. Even with friends by your side it was like the nervousness and overthinking never stopped. So when Teru Minamoto, literally the most popular and most liked guy in the school, was chosen to be your partner to sit by in class for the rest of the year, nervousness wasn't even a synonym for what you were feeling. Once you told your friends they were.. supportive in their own way. "Lucky!! You get to sit next to the Minamoto!!" *well get isn't really close to forced* So for the first month you maintained your distance and stayed quiet, talking when only you needed to and Teru (feeling a sense of rejection from his class partner) decided it is now his goal to get you to talk to him. It started off with saying hi whenever you came in the classroom with a smile beaming from ear to ear to sitting by you before class starts and just talking about the most randomest shit from homework to what his brother is doing. And eventually for the first time, you felt not forced to give an answer and even though he'd wait patiently for an answer he didn't seem to make you give one. It started from nodding to show you were listening to a few worded sentences to eventually you responding back in an engaged convo. He noticed even the smallest things about you from the way you write your letters to the way you have with words that makes him swoon. He also quickly notices how nervous you become with most things, how sometimes you bounce your leg to tangling your fingers when his friends are loud and boisterous talking to him.

"Hey, sorry if my friends are loud, but if you ever get too nervous don't feel bad to hold my hand alright?"

That's all you needed to fall for him even more. Truth be told, you were content with your sexuality and your friends knew. That's one thing you weren't worried about until Teru came around and then your brain went *You think he's your friend? Now how about CRUSH?* When you held his hand for the first time when the teacher was yelling at everybody to be quiet you noticed a small hue of pinkish red on his face and a genuine small creeping onto his face. He looked down at your hands and intertwines them and somehow you felt calmer and your breathing went back to normal rather than small fast breaths. Eventually he writes in your palm, which wasn't unusual but he wanted to make sure you were looking. Once he knew you were looking at your guys' hands he drew out "I <3 Y O U." He got worried that he overstepped his boundaries when your legs started bouncing up and down but quickly you opened his hand and drew "I <3 Y O U 2"

From that point on you and him were almost always seen together, not because you were always nervous and needed him around (though you wanted to say that-) but because HE wanted to be around you and make sure that you weren't nervous. From school, to him walking you home, to even going to public places with him whenever you were nervous. No matter what even in different classes than the ones you shared, he always texts you periodically and will drop everything to comfort you. Since the teachers love him, they wouldn't ever question it if he needed to go somewhere since he always got his work done.

His ways of comforting you can include, writing on your hands, holding your hands, letting you drum your fingers on his leg, laying on him, and hugging you when your nervousness gets exceptionally bad.

He loves you, and he needs you just as much as you need him.

[127luvr]

061 I Want You

the clock above the television reads half past three in the afternoon. you turn your body the other way, shielding your eyes from the sun that peaks through the blinds. you're wrapped in a blanket you don't remember grabbing--with your legs underneath the coffee table that sits in the middle of the living room.

your body aches in a way you didn't think was possible, but you'd redo the night all over again just to spend time with your friends. friends who were all gone for the day except for one--donghyuck. half of his body rests on the couch--the other half barely hanging on to the leather material. he's reaching towards you with his leg and his arm unconsciously, his body accustomed to having someone sleep beside him.

you pull the blanket off of your body, stretching your arms out as far as you could reach as you pull yourself up. there are still traces of your friends throughout the living room. jisung's jacket thrown across the arm of the loveseat--mark's half-eaten snacks adorning the table--strands of jaemin's blonde hair gleaming due to the bright sun. you stare at the empty loveseat, remembering how you and jaemin sat thigh to thigh together while catching up. using the movie just as background noise to your loud voices and boisterous laughs.

guilt consumes you. the memory of last night's realizations settling in.

you pulls your knees to your chest, hugging your legs as you stare off into your home. being in love was supposed to be easy. it wasn't meant to be this--realizing you were in love with your best friend months into a relationship with someone else.

"y/n." donghyuck's voice is groggy--it pulls you away from your spiraling thoughts. he kicks you playfully, groaning while he stretches the rest of his body. "what time is it?"

"it's three thirty. wanna grab a bite?"

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He was always like this, bland and vague about almost everything.

They told you that you simply didn't understand, he was an idol and the leader of his sub-unit. He was a busy guy one way or another, of course he wouldn't be able to make much time for you and that should've been obvious.

You tried to, but your emotions and thoughts got the better of you sometimes.

“I told you darling, there's nothing to worry about.” He curled his fingers into your long strands; massaging your scalp and brushing your hair.

“I'm sorry Kun, I can't help it sometimes.” You apologized, to which he nodded and smiled at you, shaking his head in reassurance.

“I guess I should admit to my mistakes. I've been so busy that I haven't been able to prioritize us and our time. Believe me when I say I treasure every moment we spent together.”

At that you smiled, oh how sweet he was.

“I treasure our time together as well…” you trailed off, “more than you can imagine.”