#mito writes

[mitochondriencocktail]

Always For You

Jere loved watching Bojan like this. Panting and squirming while Jere was on his knees, looking up through his eyelashes, his mouth stuffed full of Bojan’s cock. He uses a hand to stabilize the other man, pinning him firmly to the wall behind him, the other hand stroking in tandem as he slides his lips over the shaft. It’s wet and gratuitous, an intentionally showy display of Jere’s control over Bojan with something as simple as this.

But it wasn’t just about the control he could flex over Bojan. It was never about that to begin with and had only become a supplement to this wild, uncontrollable thing they shared. From Eurovision to Tavastia to Joker Out’s Nordic Tour, each successive encounter had only fanned the flames between them and Jere was happy to keep whatever it was going for as long as he was able to. He was greedy like that. Greedy for more, but learning early on to never ask.

It was something they hadn’t talked about. Sure, they broached the spectacle online between them, laughed about the fanfiction people had drummed up, even cackled at the questions interviewers had plied them with for months about their ‘relationship’ with one another. But, staring at the tense line of Bojan’s clenched jaw, Jere had watched Bojan dodge every feeble attempt at even beginning to crack open whatever was between them. 

And so it was only in these moments where Jere could pretend and Bojan would along with him.

“You taste so good, Bojan,” Jere teases, sitting back on his haunches to stroke Bojan’s cock.

“Do I?” he pants, bucking into the touch. “I heard that — ah — pineapple makes it sweeter.”

“Pineapple? Like Piña Colada?” Jere can’t help the wolfish grin on his face. 

“Shut up,” Bojan laughs, but it’s cut short when Jere takes him fully into his mouth, hollows his cheeks, and then slides back off. “Holy shit holy shit holy shit.”

“You drink them just for me?”

“Yeah, yes, anything you want,” Bojan babbles.

“For me?” He angles Bojan’s cock up, the tip of his tongue teasing at the head. He gives it a long, drawn out lick before sucking at it.

“Yes, for you. I’m all for you.”

“All for me,” Jere beams, stroking Bojan faster now. He grows louder, more desperate underneath Jere’s hand, fingers gripping tightly at Jere’s hair. Bojan’s hips struggle to remain against the wall and he’s suddenly swatting Jere’s hand away to take control and bring himself over the edge.

Jere sticks out his tongue, closes his eyes, and waits. 

“It’s always for you,” Bojan says suddenly, surprising Jere enough to open his eyes just as he reaches climax. With a shout, Bojan comes. Ropes of warm cum streak across Jere’s face and the salty tang of it hits the back of his throat. 

From there, Bojan grabs at Jere’s shoulders in a daze and hoists him up — shoving him over to the bed. He makes quick work of Jere’s boxers and shoves a hand down there, stroking him, lapping at the cum that dribbles down his jawline. This is new. This is unexpected. This is driving Jere fucking crazy and he’s squirming underneath every touch and taste Bojan is lavishing him with.

“Bojan—” Jere pants.

“Hmm?” he hums, face buried against Jere’s neck.

“Bojan—”

“What? What is it, Jere?”

“Bojan!” 

At that, Bojan pulls his face away and stares at Jere with blown pupils and cum clinging to his mustache. Jere wants to ask what the fuck is going on or maybe Bojan please my heart can’t take this or perhaps even Do you really mean it?

But then suddenly Bojan is saying loud and clear, “Come for me, Jere,” and all Jere can do is shudder as his orgasm ripples through him — staring Bojan in the eyes the entire time.

A hot shower, a clean pair of boxers, and Jere’s curled up in bed. While he’s enjoyed the evening, he can’t help but keep circling Bojan’s words in the back of his head. 

It’s always for you.

That had felt too close to their unspoken line. An encroaching landslide should Bojan keep jostling the mountainside like this.

“Hey, Jere?”

“Mhmm?” he mumbles, half-asleep while face down in his pillow. In truth, he’s surprised Bojan’s even still here, plastered against his side. While the other man had stuck around longer and longer each time, even stayed the night on several occasions, he’d never done so while curled around Jere. It was another one of their unspoken rules.

“Um…” Bojan’s breathing goes shallow beside Jere’s ear. A twinge of anxiety leaking through like light between the curtains. He holds Jere even tighter.

“Bojan, is everything okei?”

Jere’s stomach lurches. Is this it? Had Bojan had enough of their silly arrangement, had he had enough of Jere and hurried handjobs and hiding behind closed doors? For a brief moment, Jere’s world stops spinning until Bojan finally continues speaking.

“I want us to be more.”

“Yes,” Jere blurts out. He doesn’t care that he sounds desperate or overeager. 

“I know there’s a lot of things to work out still, and I haven’t… I’ve been scared, but if you’ll— wait, did you say yes?”

“Yes!” Jere repeats, louder now, wriggling around in Bojan’s arms to kiss him with enough gusto to make a smacking sound when he pulls back. He looks at Bojan again, and his expression is familiar; those pupil-blown eyes, the trepidation hidden in his eyebags — but then, he blossoms. A smile blooms across his face and he’s nodding now, kissing Jere back, holding him firmly.

It’s always for you.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

april 2024 octa + 4koma manga updates

Tweels, colorized... 💀

***Spoilers under the cut!***

This chapter of the Octavinelle manga is the part of book 3 where they try to sneak into Azul's office and swipe the contracts the first time (only to be caught and attacked by Azul, Jade, and Floyd)

ihfbpbafyowrp9geqa I'm giggling a little at how Jack's tail is depicted while hiding. It sticks out very obviously (like they say it does in the game), but I'm so used to his tail being depicted as very fluffy in both fan art and his full body in-game models that I almost didn't recognize it in this panel.

ADJbiyoeqeyogeqpiegBfu THEY GOT ZAPPED LIEK ASH GETTING ZAPPED BY PIKACHUKN ADGVUQEFYOEQEGVYOGEEGIGEBI THE CARTOONY SKELETONS ARE SENDING ME FR

fvuegqtviDVDVs673r18oAE FVYEFVLIFEFAL We get a lot of very expressive panels of Azul, Jade, and Floyd!! My favorite has got to be Azul squishing Floyd's cheeks and poking his nose with a magical pen, causing the nose to scrunch up. Very cute!!

asdjvkslfaeiabefbhi I love derpy blank expressions like this... It works super well because of how detailed the faces usually are. The contrast is great!

WFHLVGFOEAIADF;AD HELL YEAH 😭 OCTATRIO BEING OMINOUS AND SHADY AF MEAN GIRLS SQUAD, LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOO

Not normally a fan of Malleus, but I really like how the mangaka depicted him in these panels; they show how he can be cool and mysterious at first glance but can warm up to you and smile too.

WLBHADVUOAVYFIFwn; Errrrrrrrrr 🤡 Whatcha doin' there, buddy? H-Having fun???????? AVERAGE WEDNESDAY NIGHT OF AZUL ASHENGROTTO COUNTING HIS CONTRACTS AND LAUGHING TO HIMSELF LIKE A NERUOTIC SUPERVILLAIN... I'm begging you to please chill tf out... but also please carry on as you were--

In other (non-insane Octavinelle-related news)! The 4koma does not focus on Octavinelle and Scarabia characters as we've predicted (since the first 4koma focused on Ace and Leona, respectively). This month's comics focus on Silver in Musicology/Music class and Ortho doing Summoning. The Silver comics feature Idia, Ruggie, Malleus, and Lilia as side-characters, and the Ortho comics feature Idia (yes, again lol; he's the character with the most frequent appearances across the 4koma's 2 month run so far), Floyd, Vil, and Crewel.

No updates on the Episode of Savanaclaw manga yet!

[fashionredalert]

I want old cranky madatobi who have nothing better to do than be achy and blind and snippy with one another whilst working seamlessly together to make snacks and maybe dinner if they're feeling frisky.

Tobirama loves his tea as bitter as his soul and Madara likes his sweet and he never hears the end of it when he kisses Tobirama with lips sticky with too sweet honey.

Tobirama falls asleep in his chair in the middle of reading a scroll, out loud because Madara demands story time (the scroll is actually a formula for yet *another* forbidden jutsu) since his eyes finally went kapoot, and Madara blindly kicks him awake and it sparks an argument which leads to Madara hauling Tobirama to bed.

Tobirama makes quips about Madara failing to get his dick hard and Madara hisses at him and tell him to shut the fuck up because he hears divorce is far less complicated now than it was when they first married 57 years ago and he could find a mistress any time he wanted and Tobirama just rolls his eyes but let's himself be bullied into bed because he's always ran cold and Madara knows better than to sleep anywhere else but beside him.

Madara hisses when Tobirama tucks his icy feet where he pleases but doesn't pull away, even when he starts to snore obnoxiously loud.

[amica-aenigmata-naboo]

Weekend With You

Christian Yu / Mito x Y/N - drabble - 1.1K WC

Masterlist

Warnings: FLUFF AF, menstruation, embarrassment, they are both such good boyfriends I cannot stress this enough, very sweet, I guess this could be slight hurt/comfort?

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Christian watched as you slept peacefully. The way your chest rose and fell softly was hypnotizing, he felt like he could watch you like this forever.Your eyes fluttered open and found his almost instantly. He leaned in, “Good morning lovely.” he said with a smile while pressing a kiss to your cheek.

You smiled before your face scrunched up, “Oh for fucks sake!” you said with anger in your voice before you quickly got up from the bed and rushed into the bathroom. 

Christian sat up, looking at the shut bathroom door with confusion. He pulled the covers back to follow after you then he saw it. A little puddle of blood staining the sheets on your side. Oh. On one hand, he understood why you felt the way you did. On the other, he knew you were going to feel bad and embarrassed as you two had just gotten comfortable staying at each other's apartments. Christian stood up quickly and stripped the bed, tossing the comforter into the dryer and the sheets into the wash. He remade the bed just in time for you to reemerge from the bathroom. As expected, your eyes never met him and your cheeks were burning red. 

You tried to move past him, “I’m um… I’m gonna go home.” you said, picking up your sweatshirt quickly.

“No you’re not.” Christian said. He gently tugged you back to the bed where you noticed the different sheets. 

“I’m really sorry about the sheets… I can buy new ones…” you mumbled.

Christian shook his head, “Absolutely not. What you can do is get back in bed and order everything you want and need while I go get my heating pad from the living room.” he said, pushing his phone into your hand. 

You refused to sit down, “My underwear still has blood on it…” you whispered.

Christian thought for a second before running into his closet and bringing you back a pair of underwear. You looked at him with confusion as you took them from him, “When I modeled for Calvin Klein I got some for you but wasn’t really sure how to give underwear as a gift without looking weird or like I had ulterior motives…” he chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck.

You smiled softly, taking them from him, “Thank you.” you said sincerely. You moved to go back to the bathroom before Christian stopped you again, handing you clothes that were sitting on the edge of the bed.

“I thought you might want these? They're comfy and clean.” he said. You could see it on his face; he wasn’t exactly sure what to do in this situation but he was trying and it made your heart melt. 

“Thank you… I’ll um, I’ll be right back.” you said, shuffling into the bathroom. You changed, setting his phone down on the countertop. You heard it buzz and looked over, it was a text from his mom.

Mom - 9:26 AM 

Make sure she eats well and gets plenty of rest, water too! Whatever she wants, get it for her. A relaxing day is all she needs :) 

You wanted to cry at how sweet Christian is. You had never met his mom but the fact that she knew of you, and the fact that he cared enough to text his mom and ask how to properly care for you made you absolutely sick with love. You emerged from the bathroom to Christian sitting on the bed, you made your way to him before engulfing him in a hug. 

He hugged you back, “My clothes look good on you.” he mumbled into the crook of your neck with a smirk before giving your ass a light smack.

You chuckled before handing him his phone, “Your mom texted you… I um ordered some stuff, I’ll pay you back.” you said, holding onto one of his hands.

“If you pay me back I swear to god…” he joked. “I ordered us your favorite so we don’t have to cook.” he smiled at you.

“Can we stay in bed until it gets here?” you asked.

“Of course!” he said, pulling the comforter back before laying the heating pad on your abdomen and pulling the blanket back over you. He slid back into the bed next to you, pulling you into his chest. 

“I’m sorry for fucking up the weekend… I know you wanted to go to the beach… and I ruined your sheets and it's all so gross…” you sighed, feeling guilty and shameful.

“Hey,” he tilted your chin up to look at him, “One - It’s not gross. It’s healthy and normal. Two - I own a washing machine, the sheets will be fine. And three -  The weekend isn’t fucked because all I wanted this weekend was to be around you, beach or not.” he said confidently. 

You searched his eyes for any sign of disappointment but all you saw was love. You kissed him gently before snuggling back into him.

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“Baby?... Baby!” Christian said, shaking you slightly. 

Your eyes fluttered open, you looked at him and noticed his softer eyes and more sullen look. “Mito!” you said as you stretched your arms, pulling him down into a hug.

You felt him smile against your neck, “The food and stuff is here, I set it all up in the living room. Your products are in the bathroom.” he said, pulling away slightly. He picked up a glass of water from the side table before handing you two pills “Ibuprofen… for the pain.” he said.

You took them both before walking to the bathroom and using a proper sanitary product because the emergency toilet paper pad was not gonna cut it long term. You walked into the living room where Mito sat on the couch, giving you a soft smile. He held the remote out to you, “Whatever you wanna watch.” he said, pulling you down so your legs rested across his lap and you could lean into his chest. 

You ate and watched random movies for hours, Mito surprising you with chocolate and other sweets he knew you enjoyed. You felt yourself starting to drift off again as he held his large, warm hand over your lower stomach. “Thank you for today…” you mumbled, “I love you so much…” you whispered before slipping off into dreamland. 

Mito froze before he looked down at you with big doe eyes, he kissed your forehead, “We love you too.” he replied for all of them. It was the first time either of you had said that to each other after just a few months of dating but he knew with his whole heart that he felt nothing but love for you.

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Naboo's Note:

Hello! This was based off a request and I love it! I'm such a sucker for these types of fics. Almost all of my requests right now are for Christian Yu/Mito/Mr. Insanity so I would expect an influx of them. I hope ya'll are doing well. My first day back at work since surgery went pretty well so here's to keeping the good vibes going! XOXOXO

[damien-wolfram-art]

The Uchiha Clan leader's slow descent into madness

"I longed for The Flame- stared into it for so long that I became blind to how it wounded me. Now, I can hardly see, and the fire is consuming me."

This is a submission for, @hashimada-week

@anannua hint hint

[fireblossomdoll]

Soapy Treat (SMAU)

Synopsis: They react to you biting a chunk off a soap

Content: Uchiha Madara x Reader, Senju Hashirama x Reader, Uchiha Izuna x Reader, Uzumaki Mito x Reader, gn!reader, embarrassment, fluff, crack

A/N: Izuna and Mito debut on smau !!

Madara

Hashirama

Izuna

Mito

[twisted-wonderland-but-gayer]

[tired-reader-writer]

Foxes, Pillars, and Sea-salt Rust

Chapters: 1/?

Rating:

Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warnings:

Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Fandom:

Naruto (Anime & Manga)

Relationships:

Uzumaki Kushina & Original Character(s), Hatake Sakumo/Original Character(s), Hyuuga Hizashi & Uzumaki Kushina, Hyuuga Hizashi & Original Character(s), Tsunade & Original Character(s), Orochimaru & Original Character(s), Other Relationship Tags to Be Added

Characters:

Original Uzumaki Character(s) (Naruto), Original Uchiha Character(s) (Naruto), Senju Tobirama, Tsunade (Naruto), Orochimaru (Naruto), Hatake Sakumo

Additional tags:

Konoha Is A War Machine, Shinobi Politics (Naruto), Civilian Politics, Politics, geopolitics, ARE YOU READY FOR SO MUCH POLITICS BABY, Worldbuilding, matriarchal Uzumaki clan, Uzumaki Clan Lore (Naruto), Uzushiogakure | Hidden Eddy Village, all Hidden Villages are war machines honestly, Everyone Needs A Hug, the Senju and the Uzumaki are dark-skinned because I Say So™, Albino Senju Tobirama, he only appears for the first chapter anyways but I wanted to cover my bases, We Put Canon Out Back And Put It Out Of Our Misery, Hey Kishimoto I'm In Your Walls, If Kishimoto Can Retcon His Own Canon I Am Free To Do What I Want™, No Fucks And No Respect Given We Implode Like Uzushio's Internal Politics, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Trauma, Grief/Mourning, Child Soldiers, Naruto Worldbuilding, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

Summary:

“They are not happy about this island, the freedom you represent. This will appease them for the time being, smooth over any tension that may arise,” Tobirama says. “And besides which, we do not intend to let things stagnate, and you know that. This will make future negotiations easier.” “For your dream of peace, right?” “Our dream of peace,” Mito interjects. “You fought alongside us, as did I, haha-ue.” “This is but the first step of a newborn, Kiho-sama. More will come. Good tidings. It is what we fight for.” “Like the waters that retreat before they come again, stronger and taller than ever before,” says Mito. — “From a history unbound from its future days To the sound of my voice, like an anchor in the sea Sinking deeper in a past that's bound to repeat I surrender myself to this fate” — Uzumaki Hoshiori, the younger of Hashirama's granddaughters, volunteers to take Kushina's place as a sacrifice. The choice sends ripples through the world, turns into waves, into tsunamis, until all in the world is swallowed by the sea.

The first chapter is up. The process of uploading made me cry.

Here is the full author's note that AO3 prevented me from including.

[stil-yr-sand]

where is the hunger games killugon au??? career killua….. district four gon….

[her-canine-teeth]

do I like making art? irrelevant. because I will die if I dont

[mitochondriencocktail]

Title: dance on the floor, just you and me

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Vacation, Established Relationship, Puppy Play, Muzzles, humping, Anal Sex, sex on the floor, Aftercare, Butt Plugs, Light Praise Kink

Jere lets out a shamelessly loud moan. Bojan's hips twitch. Jere freezes. His arms tighten around Jere's waist. "Please," he begs. His throat is dry. He needs something. Anything. An ounce of friction. It's not their usual script, but Bojan finds himself treading new territory. "Am I not good enough for you?" Jere falls easily into step with him, adapting quickly to the directional change. "Bojka is the best boy, best puppy," Jere coos, running fingers through Bojan's hair. "I lose myself, sorry," he says. His hand slips down to his neck, encouraging with a gentle nudge. "Hump."

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[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

the episode of octavinelle in english

Viz Media just announced that The Episode of Octavinelle will be releasing in English for Summer 2025.

Edit: Confirmed for the 8th of July!

Exciting~

[uchiha-gaeshi]

Content Warning: Back-breaking (non-sexual, don't get your hopes up), inappropriate use of the word "kami" as a replacement for "God"

Hashirama & Mito: *fondly watching their dear little daughter play hopscotch on the streets of Konoha* Hashirama's daughter: 🎶 Step on a crack and you break your momma's back 🎶 *stomps her feet on a crack*

Mito: *back now snapped in half* GAAAAH! *collapses into Hashirama's arms, writhing in pain* Hashirama: Mito! Hashirama: (to his daughter) Honey, stop playing! For the love of Kami, stop playing! Hashirama's daughter: (ignoring her father's desperate pleas) 🎶 Step on a line and you break your father's spine 😀 Hashirama's daughter: *stomps her little foot on a hopscotch line* Hashirama: *squints his eyes shut as he braces for spine-snapping impact* Madara: *strolling into town with Hikaku at his side* Fuck, my spine! Madara: *spine now snapped in half, clutching his backside* Hikaku: Madara-sama! *catches Madara before he can faceplant on the dirt road* Hashirama's Madara's daughter: 🎶 Lalalaladee 🎶

Inspired by this Cyanide and Happiness video that I used to bombard acquaintances with in high school (I wonder why they stoped talking to me...).

[justsomeoneunordinary]

There are a bajillion Marriage Hunt AUs and not a single one for HashiMito. I don't even like the trope because bride kidnapping was a real thing where men captured the women they wanted to marry and then raped them - and to me, personally, that's reason enough not to enjoy a romanticized version of it. But see, I'm a spiteful bitch and the fact that there are so many MadaTobi and TobiIzu Marriage AU fics but not a single HashiMito one makes me want to have one now.

So...

This is Hashirama's fourth time participating as a hunter in a marriage hunt. The last three times, he claimed he hadn't been able to capture anyone, which is a bald-faced lie considering he's one of the strongest shinobi in all of Hi no Kuni if not even all elemental nations, and the elders know it. But it's not like they can do anything about it except force him strongly suggest to participate in another one.

This time, however, he is considering taking the hunt seriously for once. One of the possible brides is a Nara - the second child of the current clan head. Albeit unfortunately a man, thus not possible to grant Hashirama heirs, which the elders will have objections about (even though they only care about the Mokuton, which they know only appears in every few generations, so the chances that a child of his would inherit the Mokuton are practically zero), he has heard of the intellect that runs through Nara clan head's family.

The first child would've been more fitting, for one she's a woman, and for another she's rumored to be the smartest Nara as of yet, but as the direct heir, she naturally can't marry out. So Hashirama will have to do with the younger brother instead. He isn't sure if he wants to have sex with a man, but Hashirama has never been fond of tradition anyway so he may as well just ignore this one, too. What he needs, is someone strategic to help him make peace with the Uchiha, and since Tobirama is unwilling to hear him out, he may as well capture himself a personal strategist via a marriage contract.

(And here Tobirama always claimed Hashirama can't think ahead. Ha, take this!)

Sure, if it was up to Hashirama, he'd prefer his future wife someone to be he has already gotten to know and has had time to court and develop feelings for but since he's clan head, he can't have everything he wants, so this is his next best option.

When the hunt starts, however, Hashirama doesn't immediately chase after the Nara whose name he unfortunately already forgot. He keeps an eye on him, to see what kind of traps he comes up with against his pursuers, and if Hashirama is impressed enough, he will try to strike a conversation with him and see, how he feels about the notion of peace. And only then will he decide if he will capture the man into marriage or not.

For now, he just runs nonsensically into the forest, which is all the more surprising when golden chains wind around him and capture him in a hard grip that makes him stumble and almost fall to the ground.

"Wha-?"

"Senju Hashirama," he hears Uzumaki Mito's voice at the other side of the chains, standing proudly a few branches behind him, her chin held high and her expression smug, "I, Uzumaki Mito, declare my intention to hunt you for marriage. Do you accept?"

Her tone is steady and imperious but not unkind. Hashirama blinks in confusion.

"But I am registered as a hunter and not bride-to-be?" he helpfully points out.

"Not anymore," Mito says and gestures to his wrist, retracting her chains from his person, now that she has his full attention. Where a blue bracelet should be that identifies him as a hunter is now a red one instead. A bride's bracelet.

Hashirama gapes. "How--?"

He had noticed Mito's hard stare before the hunt had begun. And when he had looked over to see who kept staring holes into him, Mito hadn't even had the decency to look away, had just looked at him with an intense gaze, not paying attention to the rules of the hunt that were being read aloud. Hashirama had wondered if there had been something on his face and prayed it wasn't leftover from his breakfast.

Now he wonders how she managed to exchange his bracelet without anyone noticing, including him, all the while she had been lined up quite a few paces away from him with two other hunters between them.

"I can't marry out, I am clan head," he then mentions carefully, although Mito knows already as much. They have, after all, met a handful of times already. But it bears mentioning, since Mito seems to have forgotten how a marriage hunt works.

"I am aware. And I am, of course, willing to marry into my wife's clan instead. My wife's duty takes precedence over the nature of our marriage."

Huh. Hashirama has met Mito before, so he knows she's a smart woman - Ashina's head strategist even. She's witty and incredibly skilled at the arts of sealing. She's also an exceptionally beautiful woman, which is not important in this context, but Hashirama can't help but notice anyway. And right now, something akin to fear and hope shimmers in those coal-dark eyes, in contrast to the confident pose she's holding.

So, stupidly, Hashirama doesn't think twice when he answers, "I accept."

The brilliant smile Mito gifts him then is all the confirmation he needs that this was the right decision. He may not have had the time to properly court Mito and get to know her better, but he can tell without a doubt, this will be more than worth it.

Without further ado, Hashirama runs.

[amica-aenigmata-naboo]

Pretty Boy

Christian Yu/Mito - drabble - 768 WC NSFW 18+

Masterlist

Warnings: sex, penetration, oral (female receiving), L bombs, consent check in, lust like a mf

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“Come here pretty boy…” you said with a voice full of lust.

Christian swore he died and went to heaven. There you were laying in the middle of the bed, propped up on your elbows. Your white panties did little to hide the wet spot covering your core. Your breasts were barely covered by one of his dress shirts. You beckoned him closer with your finger.

“Yes ma’am…” he said immediately, almost fumbling over his own feet as they couldn’t get to you fast enough. He crawled on top of you, kissing up your bare chest. You sighed at the contact, aching for him all day. Christian pulled the shirt open completely, one hand going to your breast to tweak your nipple, his mouth covering the other giving it the same treatment. He alternated, making sure you were taken care of completely. He sucked hickies into your chest and neck, licking over them to soothe the marks. He nipped at you occasionally knowing you liked the little jolts of pain here and there. Your back arched as he slid your panties off with one hand, the other slipping his shirt off your shoulders. You tried to kiss him but he leaned back, smiling slightly at your wanting whine. “Not yet baby…” he said.

“I need you inside…” you whined, not wanting to be teased anymore.

“Already?” he asked with a quirk of his eyebrow.

You nodded quickly, mewling when you felt his fingers part your folds, rubbing feather light circles over your clit which drove you mad. You bucked your hips up trying to get more friction but Christian pulled his hand away. He was always the more teasing one of the three. You watched him undress, feeling over yourself to keep the fire in your veins going. When you saw his hard cock spring out finally you licked your lips.

Christian smirked down at you, “You want something pretty girl?” he asked.

“You Christian… please…” you panted out.

“Anything for you honey.” he smiled, running his cock through your folds before slowly inching his cock inside you.

You both moaned out at the contact. He stilled for a moment once he was fully inside, “You ok?” he asked, checking in with you. 

You managed to open your eyes, holding his face, you finally kissed him, “Never better.” you said rolling your hips up.

Christian moaned, caught off guard. He started fucking you just the way you liked setting the most delicious pace while his one hand rubbed circles onto your clit. Your body shook with pleasure - eyes rolling back, back arching, toes curling.

“God you’re so pretty baby… so good for me.” he said kissing over your chest and neck. 

You felt the electricity in your body start to overflow. You shook a bit harder, Christian kissed you fervently keeping you focused on him and the pleasure he was giving you.

“Fuck Christian!” you moaned as your high crashed over you. He kept pumping into you despite cumming with you, wanting your high to go on as long as possible. When you let out a strangled whimper Christian pulled out and pulled his hand away from your clit, knowing the overstimulation was too much. 

He looked down at you as you tried to regulate your breathing. You were absolutely perfect. Limps plump, cheeks flushed, eyes glossy - totally fucked out. He felt Mito clawing at him from the inside but not in the typical way. Not in the way when he knew a low was coming.

You felt his hands glide over your sides gently, feathery kisses ghosting up your body. Your hand tangled in his dark hair. You tugged him ever so slightly to your lips, kissing him slowly, wanting to taste him. “Hi Mito.” you breathed onto his lips.

He chuckled slightly, “How’d you know it was me?” he asked, kissing your face randomly.

“Chrisitian fucks like that but only you kiss like that.” you said before kissing him once more. He smiled into the kiss, nipping your lip as he pulled away. “But you’re both brats.” you laughed, sucking on the spot he nipped. 

“I love you.” he said earnestly, like he was still new to saying it despite saying it hundreds of times. 

“I love you.” you replied, pulling the sheets over you both but Mito stopped you.

“You rest baby, I just wanna take care of you.” he said, kissing your hip before he disappeared beneath the sheets. 

You felt his mouth on your heat. You settled back into the pillows, enjoying the feeling of pure love and lust being showered over you.

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Naboo's Note:

Hello! Finally got around to writing a smut for Mr. Yu. What a sexy guy. The first bit is based off that one interview, the thirst tweets one I think? IDK I saw an edit of it this morning and was basically drooling. I hope ya'll like this one. Talk soon! XOXOXOXOXOXO!!!!!!!

[soldearestsoulmate]

Me: Crowe would be a gentle lover in bed with you.

Also me: Crowe would be a absolute animal in bed with you. Showing you a side of himself he'll never show to anyone else but you, in this private intimate moment together.