#noel noa smut

[f0ofishies]

first times w/ bllk men.

You didn't even know how you even pulled the supposedly best striker in the world. Yeah, you were done for when Noel Noa had made you explore the city of Paris for a first date after pining after you for months now. He definitely didn't ask his teammates on advice.. definetly.

You giggled at him once again, walking around the city of love. How romantic, you thought for a bit. Your palm grazed his big palm, looking over the scenery from your now balcony. You both reached home a few minutes ago.

"Love?" His deep sulky voice called out to you. Tilting your head just enough to meet his golden gaze, he looked straight down. "Are you ready yet?" He whispered. Blunt and straightforward..

"Ready for–" "Love making." He was always vocal with you, even about his desires for you. Words caught up in your throat, as a light brush crept around your ears. "Now..?" He just clutched your palm even more. "Yes. Now."

Shittt–! You looked down at him. He was three fingers deep in you already, curling both his index and middle finger. He pressed on the spongy spot that made you wail. Honestly, he didn't knew how long he'd been yearning for you to squirm.

"My cock isn't even inside you yet, mon coeur..?" You've recently found out, he dirty talks in french even if you had no idea what he was even chanting in your ear. Praises– insults..? Too dumb on his fingers to even knew.

"You're too big.. that's why!" You tried to reason with the white-haired man, he couldn't help but groan at how you've been clenching. "Mmm.. stretched you for so long.. you've.. gotta be ready.." He groaned, leaning you down to a missionary position.

Your palms had been tugging at his white buttoned up shirt, well half buttoned now. He'd been stopping his advances, only wanting your first time climaxing on him first. "No, no, wait I'm so close..!"

He finally pulled out, your slick walls even gripping at his fingertips. "Mm, ready now.." He huffed a bit, shifting his position. Your teary eyes widened hearing the sound of a plastic ripped– did you just saw a size L condom?

Your mouth went dry, as you gawked at his size. Pinkish tip with some visible veins– "Baby is that even going to–" "Yes, yes it will.." Sliding the plastic wrap around himself, he let out a groan.

He wasn't vocal before, sure, but now he's panting a bit.. trying to squeeze the tip right pass your tight walls. "Please relax.. amour.." You couldn't even respond, your hole clenching like crazy "Ugh– nuh..!"

"Mon Ange.." He hooked over both your thighs that were burning over his broad shoulders. Your pretty nails– thrashed around his back. "Mmm! Noelnoelnoel.." Your voice murmuring his name like a prayer.

And when he finally bottoms out, he lets out a small brief chuckle. "Hah– Merde.. you're so tight.. still too tight.." He held up your calf a bit, it angled him deeper.

"Your body was made for me, baby.."

Dating him? How'd you even pull, Michael fucking Kaiser, the German Prodigy people call him most of the time, or maybe the arrogant bastard people know him by. Yeah you were just dating this soccer player by some miracle chance..

You couldn't help but giggle softly, as he finally visited you in the small apartment– barely making a living from your job.

"Michael.." Your voice drawled out his name as he finished a hot shower at your apartment, wearing only just his sweatpants. Your eyes indulged in the sight of him. "Ogling me again, huh?"

"Totally not." Light footsteps grazed against your wooden floors as you approached the blonde haired man. Your hands grasped his neck, tracing the subtle blue rose tattoo that displayed. "Mein Schätzelein.." Hearing the subtle nickname made your heart raise.

"Oh, and what would that entail now?" You've always liked the way his accent rolls off his tongue. Made you feel special– Michael, even with his complexities, made you feel good. "Nothing, dear." He replied smoothly.

Sharing a short fleeting kiss, he had pulled away from you. You were a bit annoyed.. he knew you've been wanting to initiate some intimate stuff in your relationship, considering you've been dating for months now! Not one sex even happened yet!

You lurch over his fingers lightly, "Love.." The small whisper you entailed. "Are you not even attracted to me–?" His eyes widened a bit, then his facade faltered a tiny bit, but hardened back again. "No, baby.. just.."

"I'm so ready..!" You whined at him, like a kid wanting a plushie. "What's stopping us?" He just glanced back down at you, "Are you serious–.."

You stroke his jaw as he holds you close, one hand on your waist, the other at your hips. "You're telling me– you've never done this before.." Your hole spasming in the cold air hovering over his pretty pink tip. "No, never.."

He couldn't believe how hard and red he was, he would always flex on other people about everything but this. He'd touch himself, yeah, but this is a whole another level for him. "t's fine.. you'll love this feeling.." You whisper.

"Ah–!" He let out a strangled moan, finding the way how you slid in so easily into him. You've stretched yourself out beforehand– sneaky minx, he thought. But he didn't mind, before you could even roll your hips.. he stabilized you.

"No, no let me– do the honors..!" He wanted to still be superior, so he did what he would logically do. Thrust upwards, fully bottoming out. "Michael–!" Your face changed– wasn't he a virgin how'd he..?

"Let me do it,, cause I want to fuck you so badly..." Michael was a vocal person that's for sure, he'd be praising you in german, as he switched both your positions. One of your legs thrown over. "...urgh.. Michael– so good.." You squirmed like a bunny in heat.

He twisted you around once again, your body facing the sheets. "Now.. just arch like that– No Liebling.. I said arch." He growled right in your ear as his palm guided you into the position he wanted. No way he was a virgin!

You've been dating the doting puppy of Kaiser a long time. Sometimes, his loyalty faltered as his purple eyes gaze right past you. Alexis Ness. He's always so sweet..

Too sweet, even for you. You really couldn't tell if he's actually genuine, sometimes.. you could tell he was annoyed by the way his eyebrows shifted, but you didn't mind.

He'd been dragging you into his apartment now that he moved out of Kaiser's place. Finally happy, you both got your own space. Both of you resting on the bed being all lovey dovey.

Your hands brushed past his light brown–purple hair, the fingertips tangled in between. He gave you a small kiss in the inner conner of your lips, his eyebrows relaxed. "Mmm, Alexis.." You whispered his name in a plea.

"What, Schatz..?" He just giggled, leaning closer as he gave a big fat kiss to your cheek. You just huffed at him as he nuzzled more. And suddenly, something clicked in you.

"Alexis Ness, are you hard?" The question popped out so suddenly, he even shuddered as he looked down in the buldge between his legs. "Oh– Scheiße.." He spouted.

Ness was about to pull away before you suddenly grasped his wrist. You stared at him and then shaked your head. You both knew you had no expertise what's so ever.. and no Kaiser around, so...

"Alexis, I want you." You mumble low enough just for him to hear. His ears turn red as he looks at you. "What– but we.." "I don't care– let's try it please..!"

"Fuck, I never done this remember.." He'd bought a pack of condoms after your pleas– as he slipped it on him, he shuddered. You were just laying on your back, staring at his pink tip. "Neither have I.." You giggled being so amused at this.

"Are you even–" "Oh my– fuck me Alexis..!" You cut him off as he approached the bed slowly, his muscular build around your soft ones. "How do I even.." He lined it up a bit, as he let out a small whine.

He slipped past your puffy lips, and he saw the way it clenched around nothing. "You're teasing..!" You whined, but he really wasn't.. he's just having such a hard time even getting it in you. "No, my love, I'm really trying here.."

And finally, just when he slipped in.. the inches entering you– yeah you were a loud mess by then. Ness wasn't the huge type.. but he had girth that's what happened..

"Oh– Alex–! mmmngh.. you're really.." He bottoms out, he looked down at his pelvis hitting against your body. He rolled his hips as you let out a scream. "Mein Herz, you're too loud.." He chuckled as he rolled again and again and again.

It was too addictive for him to stop, you knew that. The way he experimented on going slow and long thrusts then changed up to repeated and fast thrusts in a heartbeat– made even your skin flushed. He gripped the fat of your ass a bit as he felt himself getting closer..

"I dont– don't think I'm going to even last longer.. fuck just let me please..! Sonnenschein.. I'm gonna do it inside, okay!"

[melancholymegumi]

men , who are so fucking stressed and horny to the point he NEEDS a blowjob. It's not a want, it's a need.

aizawa shouta (Eraserhead) , Shigaraki Tomura , Toshinori Yagi , Higuruma Hiromi , Nanami Kento , Sae Itoshi , Noel Noa .

[satrs]

Look at me, look at me,

you lookin'?

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ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ; friends with benefits trope with them.

ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ; various Blue lock men/jjk men x fem!reader

TAGS; NSFW CONTENT! MDNI. unprotected intercourse. fingering. nicknames(pretty, princess, pretty girl, baby). size kink(?). mating press. doggy. oral(fem!receiving). dirty talk.

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+[proplayers]!

TRUE FRIENDS

when two preexisting friends decide to start having sex.

It was a give and take between you both, as true friends would. One hand washes the other, right?

"So fucking tight." His grunts and your moans filled the room beside the slapping of naked skin. Your moans turned higher in volume as the pistoning of his hips increased, your legs sore from being folded in half for what seemed to be an eternity.

"You feel that?" His hand pushed down onto the pit of your stomach, pornographic mewl rushing past your lips at the pressure, his tip kissing your cervix "Right in your tummy. Feels good?" Your frantic nod caused the man's heart to swell with pride.

"That's what friends are for."

ISAGI. Loki. KUNIGAMI. Ness. Snuffy. Ur fav

Suguru. Yuji. TODO. Inumaki. Ur fav

NETWORK OPPORTUNISM

when two people agree to serve as “backups” for each other in situations where neither of them can find another partner for the evening.

"That asshole couldn't give it to you anyway." Your moans got muffled by the pillow your head was buried in, ass in the air as his hips moved in sync to yours, hand harshly ripping the flesh of your back, red handprint on your rear. "But that's alright," His movements showed no sign of stopping, motioning you to hold the headboard for stability. "Best friend ‘s here to save your day."

The movements of his hips increased, curses falling from his lips. "There’s nothing better than this." His hand wrapped around the back of your neck, pulling you up against his chest, his breath tickling your neck. "What do you say, princess?"

A strangled mewl left your lips at the new angle, feeling him impossibly deeper in you, mind feeling hazy. "Y-yes!" You felt his chuckle against your neck, goosebumps visible on your skin.

"That's right."

OLIVER. SAE. Bachira. Nagi. Otoya. Ur fav

SATORU. Shiu. Hiromi. Hakari. Ur fav

SUCCESSFUL TRANSITION IN

when someone intentionally uses a FWB as a stepping-stone into a romantic relationship.

Your hands tangled into his hair as his head buried between your thighs, his hands on either side of them, holding you firmly in place. "Can't get enough of this perfect pussy." He looked up at you, mouth and chin glistening in your juices, cheeky grin on his lips.

His fingers slide through your folds, his breathing ghosting over your aching heat. "So pretty. All mine, my pretty girl." His mouth was back on your cunt, sloppily making out with your lips, whining into your pussy, hips subconsciously buckling against the sheets.

Your thighs locked around his head as you felt your orgasm washing over you, your angelic moans still reaching his covered ears, and he swore, he felt like he was in heaven.

His first step did indeed lead him to cloud nine.

Noa. RIN. BAROU. Chigiri. Sendo. Ur fav

Yuuta. CHOSO. MEGUMI. Nanami. Ur fav

TRANSITION OUT

when romantic partners decide to maintain a sexual relationship after a breakup.

"Pussy s' made for me." You bit your lip as his fingers deliciously curled up inside of you, teasingly caressing your g-spot. Your breathing turned erratic as his wrist speed up, leaning to your ear, his hot breath tickled your neck. "Still as good as in the good. Old. Days." With each word that rolled from his tongue, he accompanied sharp thrusts of his fingers.

"How about we try it again, hm?" Your eyebrows furrowed while sinful sounds escaped your lips, a chuckle erupting from his throat. "I'm just playing." His thumb attached to your sensitive bud, causing you to see stars, nearing your release. His head hung in your neck, attacking it with his lips, sucking marks onto it.

You let a mewl escape you at that, the familiar but also uncanny feeling of his lips against your tender skin bringing you closer to the edge.

"Can't hide this from your new plaything, you know that, right?"

KAISER. SHIDOU. Karasu. Chris. Ur fav

TOJI. Mahito. Sukuna. Naoya. Ur fav

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[saetoshis]

[‹ JUST THE TIP! ›] BLLK

[‹ WITH ›] nagi ; kunigami ; sae ; noel noa

[‹ SUMMARY ›] all about how the bllk men treat you with 'just the tip', they promise!

[‹ MATURE CONTENT WARNINGS ›]

fem!reader, all chars are 20+, 'just the tip' trope, pet names [angel, baby, atta girl], teasing, nipple play, strength/size kink [noa]

[‹ NAGI ›]

the always-fatigued nagi hates to admit how horny he gets when he's tired. he'll paw at you as he's running on empty, lazily running his eager hands under your t-shirt as he lies back on the mattress with his hair skewed about on the pillow.

"mm- angel, so tired..." nagi mumbles as he connects his lips with yours through heavy sighs and languid movements. the throb in his cock jolts through his whole body, and he knows he can't ignore it or he'll go insane. "want you, promise just a lil. won't go all the way, too sleepy..."

"m'kay sei," you murmur back, the late-hour exhaustion wracking on your body as you feel heavy next to him - but you'd be lying if you said you weren't feeling a little desperate, too. you wrap your arms around his neck, sighing out in his ear, "just the tip..."

nagi hooks your thigh over his hips as he prods the head of his cock lazily against your folds, the slick feeling making him shudder under his hoodie. he lets out an airy sigh as he slips just the head inside, the feel of your taut walls around him pulling out a raw groan from his chest. "mm- oh, feels so good... hah-"

once nagi starts rutting his hips just a little, he can't stop. every squeeze of your cunt around him makes his chest tighten up, and he just can't help but chase the pleasure starting to wrack in his limbs. he'll mutter out apologies into your ear as he hugs you close, hips fucking up into you fast enough for you to fall into pleasure along with him.

"ohh- angel, gonna- mm, sorry... can't help it. feels too good f'me..."

[‹ KUNIGAMI ›]

kunigami likes to tease, touching your clit and then yanking his hand away or kissing you fervently just to have you keening for nothing a second later. so an idea pops into his head, and once he's got it - there's nothing that can convince him otherwise.

"c'mere, gonna feel good i promise," kuni jeers through a smirk as he pulls your hips down on the bed to meet his, brawny hands running up along your thighs. he prods the thick head of his cock at your folds, slipping in oh-so-agonizingly slow as he cages you between his forearms. "ohh got you so wet for me, mm- look at you..."

the stretch of even just the tip of kunigami's cock is enough to have you shuddering, the tightness sending jolts of pleasure through your thighs as he spreads them wider. your voice comes out in a shallow whimper, "mm- rennie, feels good.. want more."

"mm, nah... gotta fuck you with just the tip, baby. maybe if you whine enough i'll give it all to you," kuni sneers out against your skin, lips leaving open-mouthed kisses along your neck just so he can feel you shudder even harder underneath him. "gonna be good for me n' take it? so greedy, i know this pussy wants more, yeah..."

each teasing roll of his hips brings the head of his cock to hit a sensitive spot in your walls, and you feel like you could break at any second. but as much as you might beg and plead, kunigami's gonna have it his way - with just the tip of his cock fucking into you until you're falling apart on it.

"wanna see this pussy cum on the tip for me, all nasty just like my nasty girl."

[‹ SAE ›]

maybe sae just wants to see the sheer amount of power he has over you, or maybe he just wants to teach you a little lesson - but either way, he's made up his mind. he just can't help being a little mean with you, especially when you look so cute when you're teary-eyed and whining for him.

"not gonna move, wanna see you fuck yourself on it," sae mutters out as he slips just the head of his cock between your walls, stilling his hips as you lay on the mattress underneath him. the look you give him is one of confusion, a heavy sigh leaving your lips as you try to rock your body downwards onto his cock. "there you go, fuck yourself just like that..."

"want all of it," you whimper out in a broken exhale, hips swirling and grinding on just the tip of his cock. it's agonizing - the pleasure that bubbles in your body with almost nothing to satisfy it. the look on his face is expressionless, but secretly enjoying the little whines in your cadence, "please... please sae."

"mm, wanna see you do it yourself. you're a good girl, yeah? so do it," sae murmurs out with a rasp, refusing to move his hips even an inch as you struggle to work any more of his cock inside on your own. his hands drag tantalizingly up your torso, pawing at your tits and flicking your nipples oh-so-softly with his thumbs just to see you shake a little more. "c'mon, you can do it. show me how good you are."

sae won't decide to move his hips until you're whining and cumming all over his cock, and it's only then that he finally admits you've been good enough to deserve a reward. but what sae won't admit as he rocks his hips into you and gives you the pleasure you've been begging for is that he wanted to fuck you, too.

"mm- such a good girl for me, gotta reward you... yeah, i do."

[‹ NOEL NOA ›]

sometimes noa likes to see just how strong he really is, and just the effect he has on you. he's always the one to take control, guiding you to take him just how he likes it - in multiple positions, ones that rely on his strength, or ones that let him see just how pretty you are when you're losing your mind on his cock.

"yeah, just like that..." noa rasps out as he adjusts his hips underneath you, brawny hands gripping your waist and holding your body stable to hover over his lap. he lowers your frame enough to where just the tip of his cock slips in, his sheer strength holding you up. "hold still for me baby, gonna fuck you just a little."

"ohh- shit," you sigh out the word hazily as you feel the head of his cock stretching your walls and prodding only just a little bit inside. everything in your body is telling you to sit all the way down on his lap, only to be met with resistance as noa holds you up with no room to budge. "fuck- noel, want it all... please."

"mm-mm, you can do it. know you can, so good for me..." noa admires the glimmers of both lust and frustration in your eyes with a little smirk of his own, his hips angled to hit just the spot he knows makes you fall apart for him. he indulges you a little more, heavy ruts shaking the bed as his cock pokes just the head far enough inside to have you shaking in his hold. "oh, there you go... lean into me, baby. feels so good, huh?"

it's when you make those pretty faces and sounds as you're cumming hard on the tip that noa's muttering out 'atta girl... such a big one, huh? all for me? fuck- so pretty...' the way you're tightening around the head of his cock so harshly has a grunt falling from his lips, and he can't help but finally fuck up all the way into you like you deserve.

"mm- that's my girl.. wanna see you cum like that one more time."

2023 SAETOSHIS.

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[dilucs-princess]

this probably doesn't count as gross, but i'll share anyway, princess.

noel noa desperately needs to get fucked right in front of ego's cameras and you can bet that man is getting off of on watching you fuck his ex boyfriend better than he ever could

- 🦥

WHAT A NICE GOOD MORNING

No omg I love this,,, being so sweet but so rough with Noa, the man is crying and begging for you to continue. You both know its in front of Ego' cameras and you both know Ego is watching. Gripping his hair as you force him to look at the cameras, a soft 'smile and say hi, baby, twll him how good I'm fucking you...'

And Noa just moans, trying his best to speak but he can only get out choked whimpers and moans as you wrap your hand around his dick. 'Sh, sh, you can't cum yet, not until Jinpachi does, mkay?'

He just nods weakly, head falling against your shoulder, but you force him to keep looking at the camera so Ego can see his fucked out face, see you make Noa feel so good

You know Ego's alone in his office, a hand wrapped around his own dick, biting his lip as he zooms in to see you and Noa. He degrades himself inside his head, his hips bucking into his hand

Maybe he should ask to join you two next time <3

[bllk-after-dark]

mein liebling, mon coeur, my love.

my darling, my heart, my love.

pairing. noel noa x gn!reader

content warnings. MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI, nsfw, use of pet names, praise, two pet names in german & french (translation available) short work because i’m lazy

You sob and cling on him, the man who towers over you, who makes you cry on his big dick. Noa makes you whine and moan, unable to form words, fucking you hard and fast. You can only cling onto him, dragging your nails across his back and just take it. A rumble escapes his throat, deep and strong, making you shudder. It’s always too much, too much to take him, be it his fingers, his mouth or his cock. He will always make you cry, tears running down your cheek, completely blissed out, with no thoughts in your mind being able to form. Noa always makes you lose your mind, but when he starts to praise you with all those pet names he has for you…

“Mein Liebling,” he murmurs, lips close to your ear and you shiver, eyes closing, as if it will help you to hear his deep voice better. 

“Mon coeur,” he whispers, lips ghosting over your body, leaving a trail of kisses and bites behind, making your skin bloom in a fierce red. 

“My love”, he praises you, when your arms circle around his neck, searching for his lips, all while he continues to fuck you. 

When Noel Noa fucks you, you always end up with tears running down your face, sobbing and crying, all because he fucks you how he loves you. Sweet and fast, with you in his arms.

mein Liebling. my darling

mon coeur. my heart

anne. head in hands. tall buff men just... hit different. had to get this off my chest, sorry for keeping it so short ._.

[41kus]

Ngl I'd want noel noa to stuff my pussy with his cock and empty his heavy balls inside me till I can't feel my legs no more

[ramu-ego]

Hiii ! How are you ? I don’t know if the event is closed but I want to request something just in case ! Can it be a noel noa x reader + mouth + nipple play please ? Thanks and have a good day !!!

I can't lie I was honestly a little excited to write this! I hope you enjoy and don't forget to drink some water! ♡

event ~ ♡ (closed) cw: fem!Reader, dom!Reader, nipple play, handjob, finger sucking, cum eating, unedited word count: drabble character(s): Noel Noa

DNI :: minors, blank blogs + m!Reader blogs

You mouth grazing over his nipple had Noa rolling his hips up into your closed fist while your lips curled into a smile over his budding rosy nipple. Clear bead of precum drooling down the underside of his cock when you gave his base a playful squeeze just when you closed your lips around his tit. Lavishing the overly sensitive bud with your tongue while your hand worked its way back up to smear the drool of precum all over his aching tip.

Unable to keep from smiling you took a playful nip at his nipple before looking up to see his head tipped back and gold eyes shut as he basked in the wave of pleasure, "...For someone who doesn't like a lot of extra...I've never met a man with such sensitive nipples begging to be played with." Strung out on his own pleasure you didn't expect more than the grunt you got from him bubbling up in his throat. Enticed by the bob of his adam's apple. You still leaned back down to busy your mouth with his sensitive tit.

Rolling the bundle of nerves against your wet and warm tongue until another string of rumbling moans struggled to pass his pale lips. Using it as a distraction before you hand busied itself with tightening fingers curling around his shaft. Slow methodic strokes just like they'd been for the last twenty or so minutes. Each pass of your hand over his tip had the striker fighting to grapple with control over himself. Your mouth warm and inviting as he thought about it around his cock but couldn't bare to loose the sensation from his aching tits. Swallowed up in his own thoughts piling on top of one another until that tension suddenly broke free. Scattering his thoughts as Noa's thighs trembled and his stomach sunk in with one big gasp. Sent straight to the finish line when the first gooey rope of cum shot up only to land back on your fingers. Sticky white seed oozing from his slit as his cock throbbed in your hand and left your fingers coated in mess. Mouth still fussing over his nipple right to the end of his orgasm and when he finally let out the breath he'd been holding in. All of Noa relaxing in one big sigh just as you pulled your cum covered fingers and spit covered lips away from his body.

"There's no reason to let your mouth miss out on all the fun now is there baby?" You drew your cum coated fingers up to his lips. Presenting them to him like a trophy as the thickest glob of cum threatened to roll down to where your fingers met, "Open up."

Getting the chance to reveal in the sight of the world's greatest striker slurp down his cum off your fingers. Grin growing each passing second Noa got more and more into licking every last drop off your fingers. Until he was holding onto you with fingers cinched around your wrist and tongue dragging along every inch of your skin to suck his cum off them just like you told him to. Making your mouth water at the sight. Only thing to do was return your lips to those overly sensitive nipples. Watching him come undone all over again from your attention and the taste of his cum. This time not letting his second load go to waste on just your fingers and in his mouth.

[joyfulenthusiastwitch]

This wasss 🫣🫣🫣🔥🔥🔥

YOUR LIPS LOOK LONELY, I CAN FIX THAT

୨୧ featuring: shidou ryusei, oliver aiku, itoshi sae, noel noa & michael kaiser x fem reader 

ଘ cw: smut, face sitting, orgasm denial, edging, multiple orgasms, spanking, degradation, dacryphilia, pet names

୨୧ synopsis: you take your rightful seat on their face and let them ruin your cunt

ଘ wc: 2.1k

ʚ SHIDOU RYUSEI ɞ

Everything was plain and simple with him. He wants it, he got it. No matter what you said, all your words fell into a brick wall. In the end, he would get his way with you, having you do exactly as he wanted you to. There was something in him, something in that horny demon, that made all your hesitations vanish into thin air. Just like right now that you were on your knees on top of the couch with Shidou making a feast out of your soaked cunt. His tongue drove you crazy, reaching deep inside you, making your thighs tremble and almost crush his skull. Even if you ended up smashing his head, he wouldn’t give two flying fucks about it. 

He was brutal, violent and aggressive, fucking your cunt with his tongue like a beast. His arms were wrapped around your thighs, pinching and slapping them every once in a while. Your sweet whiny moans turned him on, making him obsessed with the electricity that ran through his entire body. “S-Shidou… Slow down… Please…”, you begged, only for him to outrageously condemn your pleas. His biting your inner thigh caused you to whine from the slight stinging pain. 

“Stay put and let me do my work, slut.”, he cursed. He launched attack after attack on your assaulted cunt, having you cum on his face a couple times. Yet his sexual desires were still far from being quenched. And even after all that, you were still pathetically begging him to show you some mercy, cheeks stained from tears and ruined mascara. Shidou found that amusing, your pleas only driving him into ravaging your cunt more. Your thighs were filled with his marks; bruises, bites, scratches. 

It wasn’t his fault. He couldn’t help it. You were just too good a temptation for him, forcing him to sin for a taste of your sweet nectar. He didn’t hate it, he could never hate it. He sadistically kept pushing you to your limits. Every time you claimed you couldn’t continue, he proved you wrong. You might have been cursing him, but you secretly loved it. And he knew it. 

ʚ OLIVER AIKU ɞ

You tried to remember how you got yourself in this situation. One moment you’re being an insufferable brat, demanding his attention at all costs. You kept pestering him, when he had clearly told you that he wasn’t done with his daily exercise routine. And the next moment Oliver has you sitting on his face, giving in to your pleads. “This is your punishment for acting all bratty.”, he explained, running a long lick on your folds, before taking his time abusing your clit. You tried to stop him, but soon enough he had you a babbling little mess, moaning his name in-between incoherent words. His tongue leisurely explored your inner world, penetrating your cunt and sending waves of ecstasy throughout your body. 

Your hands gripped tightly onto each side of the training bench, your legs almost giving in to the pleasure Oliver was mercilessly showering you with. His bulky arms were supporting your legs, keeping them in place to give him the best view on the house. He would retreat for mere seconds, just enough to take a deep breath, before throwing himself back to your drenched folds. You were lost, the only thing on your mind was his sinister tongue driving you past the edge of insanity. “I-It-It’s too much… T-Too much…”, you cried, your breath hitching on your throat. “I-I… I-I cannot—”

The only thing making your situation a living hell was Oliver denying you over and over again. When he had first mentioned that this was a sort of punishment, you weren’t sure what he meant exactly. You enjoyed it, which you shouldn’t. He could feel you were close, thus picked up his pace. And then, nothing. He backed away, panting hard with a devilish smirk on his lips. You had lost count of how long this was going on, how many orgasms you had been denied. “Don’t lie to me, baby.”, he kissed your abused cunt. “I know you can hold on a little longer. Pretty please~”

He was riling you up again, soaking his lips in your sweet liquor that made him drunk. He was savouring every little jolt of your body whenever his tongue penetrated your hole, every honeyed moan and every grumpy whine that escaped your lips. “Oli… Ver… Please… I want to… Cum…”, you begged. You sounded desperate and you were. Just the thought of him edging you to your orgasm only to sadistically leave you needy for release tormented your being. Your body wasn’t going to last any longer of his cruelty. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, finally feeling your orgasm hitting you. Oliver ate you out through all of it, not letting a single drop of your slick go to waste. 

ʚ ITOSHI SAE ɞ

He might have been the one to ask you to sit on his face, but he was surprised when you agreed. Despite the blunt expression on his face, you knew he was secretly happy you had obliged to his request. And oh you were so glad you had agreed. Holding onto the headboard tightly, you let him do whatever he pleased. His arms were resting on your waist, occasionally sliding down to squeeze your ass. But the thing that had your legs trembling on each side of his head was that wicked tongue of his which was swimming freely in your wetness. 

Even if you wanted to, you wouldn’t have been able to hold back your moans. Not when he was licking long, flat stripes one after the other on your cunt. Not when he was using his tongue to play with your clit as he deemed fit. And definitely not when he was moaning in your cunt, making your whole body electrify by the sensation. Sae wasn’t rushing and that irritated you. You wanted to move your hips faster, yet his arms were bruisingly holding you in place. The only thing you could do now was hang on tight and await for the play he had made to unravel. 

You screamed when his tongue caught you off guard and penetrated your velvety walls. His arms rocked your body on his lips, throwing you on a loop of endless pleasure. He moaned at the way you creamed on his tongue, his ears blessed by your melodic lust laced voice. Your nails were dug into the headboard and you wouldn’t let go, afraid that your body might collapse from the pure blissfulness of your lightheadedness. “Fuck… I-I’m close…”, you moaned breathlessly. 

His hands cupped your ass cheeks, spreading them, giving him even better access to send you to cloud nine. You were lost in a trance, your body trembling from him making you cum. He guided your hips, helping you ride his face through your orgasm. You were crying and moaning his name, experiencing a high like never before. You grabbed a handful of his hair and made him look at you. He seemed pleased by your tear stained cheeks, heavy breathing and long lost voice. “Don’t even dream of moving away. I’m not done.” 

ʚ NOEL NOA ɞ

You hadn’t quite understood what he meant when he told you that a snack would help his mind relax from the hectic amount of logical thoughts. So, when he expressed his desire to eat you out, you blankly stared at him, but complied nevertheless. Sitting on the edge of his bed, slightly holding your lower body up by supporting yourself with your arms firmly on it, he sat down in-between your legs. The moment his lips kissed your cunt, followed by a long, fat stride, you hollered. 

Every move of his tongue was precise and delivered with utmost accuracy in order to satisfy your needs. You whimpered, your drenched cunt being penetrated by his tongue. His big hands were roaming from your thighs to your waist, lifting your shirt along the way, tickling your tummy. Even so, your mind could only focus on how he ate you out, making you a soaking wet whimpering mess. “Noa… Noa…” He made you more and more needy and that pleased him. Your whimpers urged him to continue, sucking now on your clit, lollying it, throwing you in lustful waves of pleasure. 

His hands left bruises on your waist, as he attempted to keep you in place. He grazed your thighs, sending shivers throughout your body. Your breathing was erratic and hectic, trying to keep up with his tongue running rampant in Noa’s home turf. There was no field the best striker in the world couldn’t conquer. And he never failed to prove himself true to his title. Even when he was eating you out. “I-I’m… Cum-Cumming…”, your voice shook, as he hungrily tasted your juices, savouring every last bit of it. 

You were breathing hard, chest panting up and down, as you tried to ground yourself back to earth. Noa was drawing soothing circles on your thighs, taking this chance to catch his long lost breath as well. He nuzzled his nose on your inner thigh, smirking at your little jolt of surprise. Your hand reached out and your fingers ran through his short white hair, making him hum delighted at your soft touch. Kissing your inner thigh, his eyes looked up at you. “I’m still hungry.” 

ʚ MICHAEL KAISER ɞ

He ordered you to sit on his face and who were you to deny his, the emperor’s, command? Sitting on your knees on the couch, you held tightly onto the backrest, while the emperor took his sweet time savouring your delectable cunt as if it were some sort of exotic dish. His tongue would thrust into your hole forcefully when you least expected it, making you whimper, curving a smirk in his lips. His nose teasingly nuzzled against your clit, arousing you more and more, making your little cunt more sensitive to his assaults. His hands were holding onto your thighs, holding them still or guiding them to ride his face. And oh his occasional muffled moans were more than enough to make you cum on their own. 

Kaiser would send you to your climax and eat you out throughout it. He would then leave kisses and bites on your inner thighs, as you enjoyed the luxury of a small moment of respite, before he was at it again. And whenever you dared raise an objection to his actions, he would slap your ass with his left hand, the thorny briars of his tattoo sinking into your skin with the stinging pain of the red hand print on your ass cheek. “Know your place.”, he spat. “Shut up and take what I give you, whore.”, he slapped your ass again. His tongue took you to the heavens only for his sadistic side to bring you down to the deepest parts of hell, as he kept giving you one orgasm after another.  

You were a mumbling mess, meowling incoherent nonsense along with his name. Oh how pleased he was to listen to you begging him to stop, only to make you miserably cry in the end. Your legs were trembling and you could barely feel them from all your orgasms. Your little cunt was pulsating, abused and at the mercy of his tongue. You creamed more with each long stride he licked on your soft folds. You moaned with his aggressive sucking on your clit. And you screamed with the brutal thrusts of his tongue. You were holding tightly for dear life, but you could be knocked out from excessive pleasure any moment now. 

“Kaiser… Please… I-I can’t…”, you half-cried, half-moan your plea. He didn’t spare a single glance at you, too busy to hear your whimpery call for him. He forced the air to leave your lungs, making you gasp at the lack of it, your chest frantically moving up and down in an attempt to get the much needed oxygen. Your whole body quivered, as he showered you with lustful ecstasy. His hands cradled your hips as he had you ride his lips through your orgasm, moaning his name. Kaiser peppered your thighs with soft kisses, but you were too numb to feel it, too dumbfucked to notice it. 

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contains; smut, big dicks, your fave x reader, size kink, stomach bulge, gn reader + you/your, finger sucking, thigh slapping + rubbing, fingering(m or f), creampie, 18+ / sexual content, grammar mistakes (?), not proofread

notes; gn reader !!! (⁠っ⁠.⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)⁠っ

MALES who slap your thigh, slapping the skin on you, his palm spanking it, he rubs your skin softly afterwards, spanking as he does so. His calloused hands, his has your legs on the side of his.

HE blows into your ear, his dick aches behind you, a big bulge twitching on your ass as it begs to be set free from its confinements, he very soft grinds his huge bulge against you.

HE brings his finger up to your lip, his thumb rubbing against your lips, as he puts his thumb in your mouth, your mouth wraps around his thumb. Sucking on her finger, wetting his digit with your saliva.

HE kisses your ear, his mouth on the shell of your ear, pressing his lips on it, behind your ear as well. He brings his thumb up to his mouth and licks off your saliva

HE wets his finger and brings down to your hole, his digit slowly going in you, curling his finger inside of your hole. His finger exploring your hole, bringing in another finger. Stretching your hole for his huge dick as it aches behind you.

HE grabs ahold his meaty cock, his hand gripping it as he strokes himself, using his pre-cum as lube, he fingers you while stroking his dick. He gathers some of his pre-cum and rubs it against your hole, smearing it around your hole and in you.

HE finally goes in you, filling you up with his dick, his big dick slowly going in you, tears developing in your eyes. You are only taking half of his dick, you pant out and he pushes down. Impaling you with his cock, you can see a giant bump in your stomach.

HE thrusts into you, you watch as the bump in your stomach moves with his dick moving in you, a bulge showing how big he is. He groans into your ear, his voice slightly growling as he does so.

HE rubs your thighs, he hooks his hands under your legs and thrusts up into you, his breath on your ear while he fucks you, his dick getting gripped by your walls. Your hole sucking him in.

HE moves.more faster in you, throwing his head back slightly, he lets out small moans, growling as he moves more faster, he whispers in your ear, whispering how good you take him and how good you are.

HE holds you close, sucking on your neck also nibbling on your neck, your eyes roll back. Your legs shake and your heart races, your hands grip at his arms, nails digging into his skin. Your mouth opens, letting out a silent scream, your hole clenches around him, you climax.

HE fucks you more faster, his big dick twitching in you, it makes clapping noises as he goes harder, your ass hitting his pelvis, his dick hits all the spots in you, he growls into your ear before his dick pumps. Semen being dumped in your hole, it goes past his dick. He slaps your side before making out with you, he grins and rubs your hips. Praising you for taking him so well and being so good for him.

— Wriothesley, Alhaitham, Itto, Boothill, Blade, Toji, Nanami, Aiku, Barou, Noa Noel, + your faves; other fandoms!

[pparadiselost]

little black dress.

noel noa x fem reader a dinner date ends more intimately than expected. warning(s): nsfw, mirror sex minors do not interact.

you couldn’t remember the last time you had been this excited for a night out. it was like there was something different in the air, something like a spark tingling in the atmosphere, and you could barely sit still the entire day just waiting for the time to pass by.

could anyone blame you? you hadn’t been out on any proper dates in a long, long time, and whatever experiences you did have, you could probably count the number of times you went out on a date like this on one hand. as much of a diehard romantic as you were deep down, reality often didn’t pan out the same way your imagination did, and that sometimes just meant foregoing the same romantic endeavors that your more sociable peers might have.

but not while you were with noel noa. you always thought that you must have been some kind of war hero in your past life to somehow end up in a relationship with him. he was stoic and perhaps not the most expressive, but he was perfect in your eyes. hardworking, dedicated, and loyal, you liked to think that he was kind of like a reward for all of your arduous patience.

“be ready by six,” was all he had said to you over the phone last night. “wear something nice. if you want to buy a new dress, treat yourself. you already have my card. i booked a dinner reservation at a restaurant i think you’ll like.”

knowing noa, it was probably a super expensive, high end place that he would insist on paying for. he was never a particularly vain nor a materialistic man, but he was the world’s best striker and that did conveniently come with a pretty hefty paycheck. he was a frugal man, but when it came to treating you right, he would only accept the best.

you insisted that you didn’t need big gestures or expensive gifts to make the whole thing work. if anything, you cherished the homey moments you had with him more. you liked seeing him as noel noa the boyfriend, not noel noa the celebrity. no one else in the world knew what he sounded like as he dozed off on facetime while playing abroad or how tight his hugs were when you’d come to welcome him back home at the airport. 

but getting princess treatment and being pampered every once in a while didn’t hurt either. time just seemed to pass by so slowly, so you made up your mind to play into your excitement. trying to bottle it up wouldn’t do you any good, and besides, a little treat never hurt anyone. 

you ease yourself into a nice warm bath, even sprinkling in some nice smelling salts and a glittery bath bomb you had buried in your bathroom cabinets. you didn’t leave the bath until you were absolutely sure you had soaked long enough and would come out sparkling like a newborn unicorn. the thought made you smile as you worked on your hair and skin, busting open all of the expensive skincare products you had been saving for a special occasion. it was healing, to spread all of these fragrant creams and lotions over your arms and legs, taking it slow and showing some proper appreciation for your body.

your make-up came easily after that, and you had fun picking out some nice colors and your favorite products. you were practically glowing in your reflection, and you couldn’t help but muse about how nice it was to feel so appreciative about yourself for once. it was too easy to get caught up in the hubbub of your everyday life and to feel down while trying to navigate a complicated relationship with such a well-known figure with grace. 

you swing your closet door open and take a good look at the clothes inside. noa had told you to get pretty, and you want to look breathtaking for your date. you rifle through the different dresses and outfits, looking for the perfect thing to don for the night. your eyes go from the front of your closet to the back, where you find a simple but adorable little black dress nestled inside. it’s everything you were looking for. the color sleek, the design sexy but refined, and elegant enough to meet noa’s more mature taste.

you don’t waste another thought grabbing the dress and shimmying into it. you’re blown away by your reflection in your mirror. to say you look beautiful would only be the beginning. you’re practically glowing with confidence, the dress hugging you in all the right places and making you look less like the humble mousey homebody you were to a glamorous socialite. you squeal internally, celebrating a job well done at getting ready, and you make yourself comfortable finishing up the final touches as you wait for your boyfriend to come pick you up.

sure enough, just as you were taking a breather and getting comfortable in your own skin, the doorbell went off. giddy as if you were going on your first date with him, you skip to the door and swing it open.

“ready?” the tall man at the door greets you simply. you beam up at him, your enthusiasm practically dripping off of you. noa must have spent some time getting ready himself as well: he’s dressed cleanly and simply for the date, and if you’re not mistaken, he must have treated himself to a haircut as well.

before you can do anything else, a bouquet of beautifully arranged flowers emerged from behind his back. a soft smile graces his usually stoic face, and you can see the smile wrinkles crinkling up around the corners of his eyes. you can’t exactly differentiate all of the flowers, but they’re breathtaking. the gesture has the butterflies in your stomach running wild all over again.

“for you,” he breathes. you struggle to properly form words as you return his smile with one of your own, truly feeling like a kid in a candy shop. you take the bouquet gingerly from him, and you take a moment to admire the blooms and their vibrant colors. they’re lovely, and even though it’s such a classic romantic gesture, it means more coming from him. noa is always so strict about his professional life and how he maintains himself, so this little present only cements the fact that you’re someone special to him.

“noel, you really shouldn’t have…! you’re already treating me to dinner!” you try to scold him, but he plays it off smoothly. you smile as you hug the bouquet, and he slips a hand around your waist to bring you so he can kiss you on your forehead. 

“all of this is the least that i can do for all of your patience with me. i know being with me is difficult,” he murmurs. his eyes glance over your body, his sharp gaze falling over your face, your chest, your waist, and your legs. his usually harsh expression seems to warm up after being around you. “you look beautiful too. really beautiful.”

“you’re the one that told me to dress up,” you remind him teasingly with a foxy grin as you prance off to find something that could serve as a vase for the flowers. you really ought to invest in a proper flower vase at this point; using an empty wine bottle feels like an insult to the bouquet. he makes himself at home while you hum a tune under your breath and carefully arrange the flowers in their makeshift place, admiring the gift yet again.

noa glances at his expensive watch and then towards you. “are you ready to head out? i don’t want to be late to our reservation.”

you slip your hands into the crook of his toned arm, the muscle shifting to adjust to your grip. you can feel how well built he is and how chiseled he’s gotten from a lifetime of sports, and you fight back the slight heat creeping around your body at the thought of getting to hog such an in-demand man all to yourself for the time being. 

“let’s be off!”

…

…

…

you thought the dinner went well. you enjoyed the food and the drinks, and the conversation flowed naturally as it always did. you shared jokes with noa, the man cracking a laugh every now and then, and you couldn’t imagine a more perfect night. he even let you order dessert, and he let you steal the better part of his once you had wolfed down your share. he really was the perfect boyfriend in every sense of the way, and you were glowing with how much fun you had had when he escorted you back home. 

you had half-expected him to simply drop you off with a kiss and scuttle off to whatever his manager demanded he do, but instead of the night ending early, noa evidently had other plans in mind.

“you did this on purpose tonight, didn’t you?” rough hands yank impatiently at the back of his dress, nothing like the charismatic and the usually gentle demeanor you knew of noa. heat blooms and stirs deep inside of you like a dormant monster coming to life, and you don’t offer any resistance as he unzips the back of your dress. his wandering hands immediately tug at your bra, unhooking them with a practiced expertise and latching onto the soft flesh of your tits. 

your breathing shallows. you’re at his mercy even though he’s just gotten started. noa doesn’t care whether or not it was your intention to rile him up this much. you look good, good enough for him to sink his teeth into, and he was going to have you after having held himself back for so long.

and he thinks you’re in the perfect place for that. he’s perched on the edge of your bed, and you’re placed perfectly in his lap. you keep grinding your ass against his toned, muscled thighs and the obviously big tent in the crotch of his pants. through the dimness of your room, you can see your silhouette merging with his in the mirror, your now messy reflection nothing like the sunny girl you had been just hours prior.

calloused fingers grab hungrily at your tits. his palms rub against your sensitive skin, and you barely choke back a moan when his fingertips brush over your hardened nipples. you can feel him exhale deeply when he feels you shudder against his chest, and reacting to you, his fingers toy with your nipples. pinching teasingly, flicking your nipples, groping at your chest, he has you more or less writhing in his embrace even though he hasn’t even undressed you fully.

“i wanted to do this to you ever since i came to pick you up. bet you had no clue,” he breathes against the shell of your ear. you whimper incoherently, your insides doing backflips when his teeth ghost over the thin skin of your ear, his movements lethal and sensual. “i was tempted. i wanted to rip this dress off of you and fuck you right there on the floor. and you didn’t know a single thing.”

“noel, i-,” you don’t know what you should say. god, him talking about how he wanted to rail you into tomorrow, to stretch your pretty cunt out on his thick cock and make you cream all over his girth made your head spin dangerously. he keeps coaxing you bit by bit out of your dress, and it was only out of respect for your belongings that kept him from physically tearing it off of your body. not that the dress was the issue to begin with: he could easily buy you a hundred expensive dresses if you only wanted it.

he grinds up against your ass once your metaphorical armor drops helplessly to the floor in a black puddle, followed fully by your bra. a lump grows in your throat as he nudges your legs apart with his own, and his fingers travel down the valley of your breasts, your stomach and waist, all the way between your parted thighs and down to your clothed hole. you grit your teeth when his thick fingers rub against your clothed slit, and something that sounds suspiciously close to a possessive chuckle comes from him when he can feel how wet you are against his fingertips.

“did you like that?” he mutters. “you’re so wet down here. your panties are so wet. bet you weren’t thinking of this when you were getting all giggly during our dinner date and playing footsie with me under the table. this is your reward for working me up all night.”

you grip at his forearms. your hole is pulsing as he rubs at you through your panties, your impatience visible on every inch of your body. fuck, you could feel yourself getting aroused at an embarrassingly fast pace, and it didn’t help that you could see your reflection perfectly in your mirror from where the two of you were seated. it was amazing how much self control noa had over his body. you could feel how hard and how big his dick had gotten while you were pressed up against him, your bodies gyrating lewdly together. dry humping each other while he toyed with your slit, just threatening to slip underneath your panties to touch you directly but not quite.

you throw your head back, using his broad shoulders as a makeshift support. “noel- noel, please- don’t touch me like that… i need more. i want you inside me-”

he laughs. “falling apart already? i just told you about how much you’ve been torturing me all night. don’t you think you can handle a little bit more? it’s only a fraction of what you did.”

“i want it- want it so bad, please…,” your voice trails off. you’re drooling at the thought of having his fingers stuffed inside of you. nothing could quite imitate the addictive stretch of his cock, but his fingers would feel so good inside of you. just thinking about him pumping his knuckles in and out, acutely feeling your insides twitching and drooling around him, your pussy hooked on every part of his body forever. you wiggle your hips shamelessly in rhythm with how he’s teasing you. you need him inside of your cunt. these small touches aren’t doing anything for you, and the pounding escalating in your head has nowhere to go.

noa isn’t a cruel man by any means. but he has no qualms about making you earn what he deems is appropriate, and you know that that’s what he’s doing to you right now. “why should i give myself to you? show me. show me how much you want me.”

he stops momentarily to grab at the sides of your panties, and you shudder when he peels them slowly and painstakingly off of your hips and thighs. your juices cling to the seat of your panties when he pulls them off of your thighs, your now painfully pulsing and empty hole left unprotected. noa then reaches for your own wrist, and he coaxes your legs even further apart until every part of your glistening cunt is shown in the mirror reflection, his soon-to-be indulgent reward.

your breath shakes, leaving your body as if the last sense of dignity was leaving you as well. you let him guide your hand towards your cunt, and you know what he wants to see from you. noa is a man of action, of results, and you press your fingers slowly towards your swollen clit. you let out a quiet sigh, a dull shudder of pleasure flickering up your stomach when you circle your sensitive nub. his eyes are sharp, and he never leaves your form in the mirror as you put on a perfect show for him, your own face scrunched up mid-moan and gasping out breathlessly as you touch yourself.

you imagine it’s him touching you. you try to emulate the way he would slowly touch your clit, rough fingertips swapped out for your soft ones. you take your time with yourself, making sure to savor the way your arousal swirls deep inside your body. you want to make it worth your while, you want to put on a good display for your boyfriend. he watches you like a hawk as you move your hips into your hand, your movements alternating between slow, loving movements to faster ones, from pinching your clit to sliding your fingertips up and down your slick folds to show noa just how wet you are, just how much you want him to touch your body.

“oh, fuck-,” you groan out. your fingertips circle your fluttering hole, your walls feeling horrible and empty. your fingers are so small in comparison to noa’s, but not having anything stretching you out feels even worse. you can feel noa’s breathing shallow slightly when you press your fingers against your entrance. you’re not quite penetrating yourself, but you feel the pressure against your pussy, just threatening to breach the tight ring of muscle and stretch your insides out the way you craved it. 

you push your finger past your slick hole, and you throw your head back again, moaning noa’s name. “oh, god- noel… want you inside of me, noel- need you so bad… fuck- ohhhh, fucking hell- noel…”

his hard on grinds against your ass as you begin to build a comfortable pace. you thrust two fingers inside of you, trying to mimic the movements of his thick fingers or even better, the movements of his thick cock. your fingers are a far cry from how deep and how well he fucks you, but it’ll suffice for now. and you know noa likes riling you up, prepping you implicitly like this. 

your reflection shakes in the mirror as the pleasure starts to light up your brain, your body melting away into a quivering mess of flesh and blood. the picture perfect part of the night was done, and now it was time to get into the dirty, the messy, the part that steals your breath and makes you unlock that deeply seeded bit of your mind that relishes in the unspeakable. you let your voice pitch a little higher, making your moans airy and pretty the way noa likes it best. 

“want you deep inside me…” you scissor your fingers, making sure he catches a good glimpse of the way your inner walls cling to your outstretched knuckles and all of your glistening juices dripping off of your skin. you rub at your clit with your other hand, overwhelming and flooding your senses. you can feel the hot arousal in your stomach drinking up the pulses of pleasure hurtling up your spine. your fingers thrust into your cunt faster, deeper, the pads of your fingertips desperately searching for that sweet spot inside you that makes stars explode underneath your eyelids.

noa thinks you look absolutely heavenly. angelic, even, like he’s almost undeserving of a girl as perfect as you. he’s craved this piece of euphoria the entire night, eager to see you spread out and drowning in your own pleasure, that pretty body of yours no longer hidden by the shadowy swathes of your date night dress. it’s agony, to not touch you and to not fuck you out into pieces on his cock like some feral animal, but noa is rational man. he wants to take his time with you. he wants to bury into the sinews and the tendons of your love, and he wants to sink his teeth into your sweetness and feel its sticky headiness, its heavy aftermath as it passes over his tongue and his throat, to settle somewhere deep in his heart.

“show me.” his voice is calm but strained, and he’s breathing through his nose in an attempt to calm himself. something hot and dull and not fully clear pounds against his abdomen, and blood keeps on rushing to his pants, his cock choking and gasping for attention. but noa is a master of control, and he pushes his own carnal needs aside to focus on you. “where do you want me?”

“deep. inside me,” you eke out. your voice sounds desperate, and you’re close to losing control over your body. he can see the way pleasure runs rampant all over your body. sweat beads on your skin, and when he presses his hands against you, you lean into his touch as if the small gesture is what’ll get you to finish. “want you to touch me more, noel… my fingers don’t feel as good as you do.”

he can barely suppress a laugh as he kisses your face, and you reward him with a breathy moan. “are you close? are you going to cum?”

your walls pulse and squeeze around your fingers at the sound of his voice, stoic and controlled. he’s a stark contrast to how quickly you’re falling apart, the pressure inside of your gut coiling in on itself almost painfully. you nod feverishly, your hips bucking in rhythm with how frantically you’re fucking yourself out on your fingers. “yes- wanna cum! but it’s not enough- don’t wanna cum on my fingers- wanna cum on your cock instead, please… god, touch me, touch me please…!”

he presses his lips together, and you meet his intense gaze through the mirror. “...fine. have it your way. stop touching yourself.”

your pussy feels like it’s crying out in protest when you pull your fingers out, strands of your sticky arousal clinging between your gaping hole and fingertips. your hole throbs and quivers, instantaneously craving the addictive high of being stretched out and fucked again. but you stay strong and push past the dull thrum in the back of your head, mouth going dry as noa maneuvers his cock out of his pants. 

your breath hitches in the back of your throat when you can feel something thick and hard rubbing at the inside of your thighs, and you carefully guide his cock against your slit. he bucks his hips against yours, grinding upwards so he can coat his length with your slick. you let out a small cry when his cockhead prods at your clit, and sparks settle deep inside your gut. going between edging yourself to feeling noa’s bare cock burying itself in between your soaked folds is too much, and you want him inside you as quickly as possible.

“so needy,” he murmurs as if he’s not the one who put you in this situation to begin with, “is this what you wanted? do you think you can understand how i felt now?”

you nod frantically. you’re entranced at the lewd silhouette of the two of you in the mirror, bodies entwining. his cock is huge, engorged all the way from having watched you touch yourself so eagerly, and you can feel it twitching and throbbing against you. pre-cum dots the tip, and you swallow when you see it mixing together with your juices that are coating his length.

“inside-,” you whisper like a broken record, “put it inside me- want your cock inside my pussy…”

“yeah? i’ll give it to you as much as you want,” the frenchman promises. “i’ll fuck you out so good that you can’t walk tomorrow. how about that? would that be enough for your greedy pussy? or do i need to break you further?”

your head nearly spins. it doesn’t matter to you how much he takes from you. all that matters is that you get him in one way or another. you know that he has what you need, that he’ll make you good, make you cum your brains out so that you’re left a mangled, breathless mess stuffed full of his cum and dick by the end of the night. you couldn’t imagine a more perfect ending to this tryst. 

his cockhead presses against your greedy opening, covered from tip to base with your slick. he grips at your hips, and a breathy moan escapes you as he pushes your body down on his cock. despite how long the two of you have been together, the first intrusion of his thick cock into your pussy leaves you breathless each and every time. your entire body trembles as he forces more and more of his dick into you, your already sensitive walls clamping down immediately on his engorged length. 

he doesn’t give you time to adjust to him, determined to make you feel every inch of his massive dick sliding into you. you’re taking him so well, like your cunt was made just to be stuffed with his cock, and you’re already writhing on top of him. arousal wells like the ebb and flow of the sea waves when you can see your reflection in the mirror. you can see his cock intruding into you, your pussy lips spread apart and glistening as you’re being split into two on his length.

“soooo big-,” you swoon starstruck. “you’re always so big, noel… love how you feel inside of me.”

“do you now?” he replies, the teasing edge in his voice unmistakable. you’re fluttering around him deliciously, your legs spread out all pretty for him in his lap, and you can feel his balls tensing up underneath you as he bottoms out. it’s insane, his sheer size, and you think it’s even crazier that you’ve gotten hooked on this man so deeply that you don’t think you can get off on anything that doesn’t involve him anymore. you swear you feel his tip all the way up in your throat, and just having him slide into you like this is enough to make your brain feel all tingly and fuzzy.

one hand starts rubbing slow circles into the skin of your hip, right where your thighs connect with the rest of your body. “why don’t you start moving for me then? i’m not done with you quite yet. keep putting on a bit of a show for me.”

you moan as you start grinding up and down, moving yourself slowly off of his cock before sinking down on it. your breath catches in the back of your throat as pleasure starts to flicker all over your insides again. your stomach coils each time you buck your hips, and seeing everything you’re doing reflected in the mirror doesn’t help you. you can see just how much of his cock is sliding in and out of you as you ride him, his hands beginning to wander all over your body. you whimper for him incoherently as his deft fingers rub at your clit and grope at your chest.

“look at you,” noa breathes against your ear. “look at how good you’re being for me. look at that pretty pussy… all wet and spread out just for me. feels good to ride me, doesn’t it? i can feel how tight you are every time you bounce in my lap.”

his lewd words have your insides clamping around him. you want him to keep talking to you like that, the deep cadences of his normally calm voice a stark contrast to your scattered thoughts. you can feel your rhythm speeding up, the desperation in your movements evident to him. you want to feel more of him inside of you, and you’re shaking your hips like any scrap of shame left inside of you has withered away. it did a long time ago, but you know you’re only enjoying it because it’s him, because everything that makes him feels good makes you feel good too.

you angle your hips so that his tip is sliding against that one spot you like best, and you’re throwing your head back and groaning out his name. noa’s cock throbs inside of you precariously with each swell of your voice. he likes having you like this, the possessive side of him eating up every part of you. he likes the contrast between your normally demure everyday, the side you keep honed and professional to perfect the balancing act of managing your own life and his hectic one, versus whatever madness he has you entrapped in once the two of you are alone. he likes it, likes how shameless you are, likes wielding the knowledge that he’s the only who gets to see you like this.

“feels so good- feels so good having cock inside me- having your cock inside me-,” you keep repeating the same words again. it’s all you care about. the rest of the world might as well be dead to you in this instant. all you want to feel is his strong chest against your back as you ride him, your sweaty bodies connected and twisting with one another.

“i know,” he whispers back. “and you’re taking it so well. that’s my lady. i can’t decide if i wanna look at you or the mirror. fuck, you’re so tight… do you like it when i talk to you like this? like it when i talk you through everything you’re doing while you see it in the mirror? c’mon, show me more of your pretty pussy…”

your thighs burn slightly with how much you’re working them, but you’re determined to see things through. his cock slides in and out of you with little resistance from just how wet you are, your pussy drooling over the sensation of being penetrated by him over and over again. with him touching your body all over, the pleasure receptacles in your brain keep lighting up. he knows how to make you fall apart so easily, and yet each time, it feels so new. you can’t get enough of whatever euphoria this is, being stretched out on his girth and drinking up all of his obscene praise.

“all spread out just for me… tits bouncing and everything too… so dirty,” he hums, swallowing thickly. his adam’s apple bobs, and he groans under his breath. you’re rocking your hips so well for him, moving in a way that makes both of you feel so good. he can feel his abs tensing up with each sensual roll of your hips. god, he loves it when you ride him. he loves seeing the pleasure and neediness scrawled all over your face, like you’re going to stop breathing if you don’t feel more of him with each thrust. he’s thrusting into you to match your pace. wet squelching noises fill the room to match your dazed breaths and cries each time his cock delves deep into your stretched out hole. 

“oh fuck- noel-,” you moan, arching your back. “i-if you talk to me like that, i’ll-”

he laughs when you can’t bring yourself to finish your words. you can feel your brain turning to mush, your ability to string together sentences dissolving like a spoonful of sugar mixed into water. the pleasure shooting through your core is too much for you to handle, consuming all of your consciousness. it’s all you can register, the addictive feeling of his cock spearing you into two, rubbing your ass against his lap shamelessly as you fuck yourself on his dick. 

“you’ll what? stay with me now.” his stern, unforgiving voice snaps you back out of whatever hazy drunkenness is pressing like a deadweight on your mind. “talk to me. is it making you feel good? do you like hearing my voice while having my cock inside of you? does that turn you on?”

you swear you can feel him smirking against your skin when your pussy clenches around him greedily. god, it’s so obvious. how could you not get off on this man’s voice? he’s so firm, so stern, and so ready to give you everything he has if you just so much as say the word. he’s as dedicated as he is draconian, and hearing how he’s going to force you to garble out your pathetic mewls in order to earn yourself your true prize makes your pussy throb painfully around him. 

“yes- love hearing you- turns me on so fucking much…,” you slur out. you don’t know how you’re going to face yourself in the mirror after everything that’s happening tonight. you’ve never seen anyone move their hips in the way you do now, hungry to have cock inside of you. his dick stretches you out just right, in the way that has your vision flashing white each time his cockhead slides deep into you. you want him to bruise your cervix and fuck you full, until you can’t walk and can’t do anything except obsess over him. “you’re so fucking sexy… you’re gonna kill me…”

“i’m not going to do such a thing. might fuck you until you pass out, but i would never hurt you. unless you want me to. but even then-…” he whispers. you choke out a loud whine when his fingertips graze over your clit again, pinching at your sensitive nub before rolling it in between his fingers. an electric surge washes over your body, and you’re clenching up so much around him that you’re basically milking his cock. you’re getting dangerously close, the aftershock of having fingered yourself earlier making the edge hurtle towards you that much faster. 

“noel…!”

he chuckles darkly. “-i think i prefer making you scream from pleasure.”

you’re practically writhing in his arms. your stomach pulses, coiling in and outward, waves of pleasure washing over you as the arousal in your gut quivers in accordance to some primal rhythm. he’s thrusting so hard up into you, and each snap of his hips into yours makes you let out a strangled cry. you can feel him rubbing so deep inside of you. what might have started out as a sensual night is now at its peak desperation, just two people fucking one another as if they’ve been starved of oxygen. you feel like you might actually crumble if you were to pull away from noa.

“like that, yeah?” the frenchman responds. the sounds of your sloppy lovemaking are ringing throughout the room, your cunt leaking like a faucet around him. he’s sliding in and out of your clenched hole, and you can barely breathe from how good it feels. your breaths are shallow and desperate, each thrust netting the striker a rough cry of his name. it does something to him too, lights up some part deep inside of his brain that likes hearing you cry for him. 

he’s a good man, and noa abides by being the best version of himself he can. but something about knowing how easily he can get you to break, how his cock has you turning into a fucked out version of yourself, how much he can corrupt you over and over again until you’re sobbing and begging for release, does something to him. it’s a kind of perverse obsession, but the more he feeds it, the more he craves it. he loves breaking you down in his arms, and he savors each opportunity he gets.

“gonna cum soon, aren’t you?” he groans. “i know you are. i can feel you tightening up around my cock… squeezing me all nice. fuck—pretty pussy just clenched up around me now.. i’ll make you cum- make you cum all over my cock… that’s what you want, isn’t it?”

“yes!” you sound feverish with how needy you are. you grind down on him, your cunt basically gushing all around his girth as his tip grinds against your g-spot. it feels so addictively good, almost enough to make you cum right there and then from how deep his cock is reaching inside of you. it’s insane how this man is built, like his cock was crafted just to rip orgasm after orgasm from you ruthlessly, until your sheets are drenched and you’re begging him for mercy. “make me cum! love cumming on your cock- ‘t’s the best- cumming on your cock is the best…!”

“gonna make you cum- then i’ll creampie that greedy pussy of yours. that tight fucking hole- made to take my cum too,” he grunts. his balls tense up against your ass, and he’s so close. he’s close to spilling inside of you, stuffing you out even further with his cock and cum mixing inside of your pliant cunt. you take him so well, beg for him so sweetly on command. noa is just a man, and what man could resist the pathetic sobs and cries of the woman he loves to death?

you’re a mess. you know this. and yet the thought, just the fleeting idea pressing up against your brain through the messy haze, of him cumming deep into your pussy and flooding your womb makes your walls twitch and jump up around him. he moans, the sound almost primal from how deep it comes from his chest, and you think you’re going to suffocate to death with how much of him you’re taking. 

“yeah- want that too, don’t you? don’t even think about hiding anything from me. i know you too well for that.” his breath is hot on your skin, and you’re consumed with the need for him to bite you. you want him to be rough with you the way he is right now, breaking you in a way that you can only describe as lovingly. you’re milking him wildly, and you’re not going to last longer. his cockhead bullies the entrance of your womb, ramming into what feels like your cervix, and it’s all you can do to take in shallow breaths and let him fuck into you like the world’s about to end tomorrow.

“cumming…!” your chest feels tight. the pleasure is so overwhelming that it’s almost too much. “i’m cumming! cumming, cumming- fuck, fuck, oh shit- it’s getting everywhere! feels so good- you’re gonna break me, you’re gonna break my pussy!”

your vision flashes white. you can’t breathe for a second, your lungs giving out on you as if you had the wind knocked out of you. all it takes is for one full stroke for you to come tumbling across the edge, pleasure coursing like it's overtaking your pulse all throughout the crevices of your body. your back arches dangerously off of his chest, and you’re clenching up all around him. you’re vaguely aware of the wetness gushing past your womb and from your hole. your juices are leaking out of you like a faucet, undoubtedly making a mess underneath you.

but you can’t care less. the sensations zipping through your mind and your body are just too good. you’re a far cry from the beautifully put together woman you were a few hours ago, composed and intelligent. now all you can register, all you care about, all you live for is the high of orgasming after being fucked stupid on noa’s cock. 

his thick cock keeps slamming into you rapidly, threatening to split you in half. your stomach is still buzzing from the high, but he’s being so rough. you can feel the overstimulation tingling somewhere in your gut, your sensitive walls crying out as his cock refuses to let up the brutal pace. it’s hot, and you can feel your stomach coiling up again in painful knots, sending shockwaves of pain mixed with pleasure all throughout your core.

“w-wait- don’t keep going so fast!” you slur out, your words mixing into one another. it’s taking everything inside of you just to hold onto a semblance of coherent clarity, his cock fucking you dumb with every passing second. “it’s too much- i-i can’t handle it…! i just came… don’t be so rough with me!”

“you can take it. you’re going to take it.” noa’s deep voice keeps you locked in place. the wet sounds of him fucking you through your orgasm, desperately chasing after his own high, has you trapped where you are. your brain feels fuzzy all over, and the tightness in your core isn’t helping you at all. at this rate, you’re going to cum again right after having your first orgasm ripped from you, and knowing that noa’s also about to blow his load right into you makes you feel weak and helpless in his arms.

you love it. you don’t know when this greedy streak inside of you must have developed, but there’s a kind of masochistic pleasure that you’re soaking up. you can’t get enough of it, can’t get enough of being absolutely smothered in noa’s affection.

“fuck- tight fucking pussy-,” he mutters. “taking me so well. taking my cock so well- gonna cum inside you- you’re gonna take that too, yeah?”

you nod breathlessly. you’re sure your womb’s ready to take him, ready to have his cum flood you, soak up all of him like you were nothing more than a vessel made to take his love. he pumps into you hard, over and over, and you’re crying out, your moans mixing with his harsh breathing into one wet steamy mess.

your mind flashes blank when you feel the pressure rupturing inside of you. his cock pulses inside of you like a second heartbeat. his cum rushes into you, ropes of hot, strong cum filling up your womb and making you leak. it’s hot, burning its way across your sensitive insides, but you feel so happy and fucked out. you don’t need to look into the mirror across from you to know that you’re just a ghost of yourself, plugged to the brim with his cum and cock stretching out your worn out hole.

“sooooo good-,” you warble out. “feels sooooo good- love how full i feel…”

he’s breathing heavily. you can make out the faint sound of his ragged exhales and inhales, and you can feel his chest rising and falling against your back. there’s something so gentle yet so rough, so sweet yet so uncaring about the way he touches you. he loves you to death, but the polite restraint he has when it comes to your body always ends up snapping when you find some way to snap it like you want him to go crazy.

you do. 

there’s a sense of euphoric numbness that stains the air, that leaves you mindless and happy. you trust noa with everything you have, and you’re sure the weird fuzzy warmth that fills your head is the same feeling that must be consuming noa too. you don’t need to exchange any further words with him to know that the connection between the two of you runs deep. 

your womb sloshes with all the cum noa’s dumped inside you, but it doesn’t look like he’s going to let you go anytime soon. and you’re fine with that. there’s nowhere else you’d rather be than in the safety of his arms, all tuckered out after a rewarding dinner with him. you’re no saint nor a sinner, nothing more than your ordinary person who managed to win noa’s heart with patience and love, but in some ways, you like to imagine that these glimpses of otherworldly intimacy and happiness are your reward for always keeping your heart open towards someone as harsh as noa can be at times.

it’s a mutual feeling, you’re sure. but you’ll save those thoughts for later, when you’re more lucid and more capable of fending for yourself. for now, you continue to grasp at that tenderness, letting noa hold you close to his chest and his heart, just the two of you in your own special world and nothing else.

KINKTOBER 2024—la deuxième semaine.

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[saetoshis]

[‹ MY EYES ONLY! ›] BLLK

[‹ WITH ›] nagi ; kunigami ; noel noa [ more in potential pt. 2 ]

[‹ SUMMARY ›] how they like to get off to pictures of you!

[‹ MATURE CONTENT WARNINGS ›]

fem!reader, all chars are 18+, consensual filming + nudes, oral (m. receiving), solo masturbation

[‹ NAGI ›] has a small stash of your nudes in his phone!

nagi can’t help but let out a grumble when he dies in his game for the 7th time, wishing you were by his side to cheer him on and give him kisses for good luck - maybe he’d be a winner if you were. but one thing he can’t ignore is just how much he misses you.

he wants you - craves you, thinks about you and smells the remnant of your perfume on his hoodie from earlier that day. it’s like a switch flips, and he can’t ignore the pressure tightening in his cock as he pictures you next to him. he’ll let out a mumbled ‘mm, what a pain’ as he pulls out his phone, scrolling embarrassingly to the little album of pictures he has of you.

the second he sees your frame splayed out for him all pretty on the sheets in his screen, an uncontrollable hitched breath leaves his chest. oh, you’re so pretty… nagi thinks he could die with how much he wants you here - all while he snakes his hand under his waistband to attend to the throbs of his cock.

he grumbles and pouts at first, his teeth catching his bottom lip as he seethes in a sharp breath. it only takes a few seconds before he’s leaning into the pleasure, cock twitching in his palm as he scans the picture over and over. ‘mm- wish you were here..’

nagi lets out a muffled, voice cracking moan when he cums in his hand, breath shallow and ragged as he comes down from his high with his hips slowly grinding up into his fist. he’ll sigh out from a little bit of internal cringe, but his feelings are still the same - he misses you. and he promises to himself that he’ll show you just how much next time he sees you.

[‹ KUNIGAMI ›] watches a video he took of you!

kunigami gets so used to habits, the feel of your body next to his while you’re in bed or the way you cuddle him as you sleep - so when you’re gone, he can’t help but notice.

he reaches out to pull you close to be met with nothing but sheets, and he just groans lowly under his breath. the twitch in his cock is habitual, usually by now he’d be gripping your waist and fucking into you hard enough to shake the bed - so now he finds himself pent up with nothing but his hand to fix it.

kunigami rolls over in bed to grasp for his phone, his tired eyes scouring through pictures and clips of you he has saved - coming across just the one he was looking for. you look so gorgeous underneath him, your face plastered in sheer lust as he fucks into you on camera. he can hear your whimpers in tandem with his grunts and the wet smacks, and fuck if it doesn’t turn him on so much.

he just mumbles ‘fuck, come back already’ under his breath as he slips his boxers down to let his cock spring out. his fist wraps around the head as he pumps the length in time with each stroke on video, grunts and rasped breaths falling from his lips and his phone.

kunigami waits to cum until he sees your pretty face on video when you cream all over his cock, the sounds like ecstasy to his ears as he fucks his fist faster. ‘fuck- oh, shit cumming..’ he mutters to himself as if you were there to hear it, ropes of white dripping onto his abdomen as he rides out the high. maybe he’ll message you that he misses you right now, he thinks to himself.

[‹ NOEL NOA ›] late at night when he’s away on trips!

noa is also a creature of habit, so it’s hard for him when he has to fly overseas and be away from you. the bed never feels right, the blankets aren’t as warm as the ones at home, and most of all - you’re not there to melt into his brawny hold as you drift off to sleep.

but this isn’t something new for either of you, and noa can’t say he isn’t used to missing you like this. but he’ll still sigh out heavily enough for his eyes to feel heavy, too. he’ll send a quick “miss you baby. bed’s lonely without you” into your messages before switching to his camera roll.

he has a stash of photos from his past trips overseas where you’ve sent him pictures to remind him that you’re all his. you even asked him to film you one time, just for these trips so he can watch it and remember your pretty sounds and faces just as much as needs - and he can’t help but watch it every night that he’s away, without fail.

the adorable look on your face when your mouth wraps around his cock on the screen - even though noa’s seen it a million times by now, it never fails to make his cock twitch in his hand so hard. ‘shit- so hot’ leaves his lips unconsciously, chest heaving as he gets so worked up over the wet noises and moans in the video.

it’s hard to tell which of noa’s grunts are real or from the video with the raspy, low overlaps, his hips fucking up into his fist as he imagines his hand was your pretty mouth instead. he’ll cum with a ragged pant, jaw open as groans tumble out and cum spills out onto his abdomen. he’ll take a picture of the mess when he’s done, just to remind you to take care of yourself, too.

2023 SAETOSHIS.

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[nv11c]

WHAT'S THIS ABOUT THIGHS? ft. itoshi sae, noel noa, mikage reo

thighs. | 18+, gn!reader

ITOSHI SAE;

you wouldn't describe sae's thighs as the softest. they're firm as stone- sturdy enough to bear all your weight. and they do that often. this renaissance statue of a man loves having you seated on him; facing him so as to see your face aroused or shy or not-so-probably both. you feel his skin and muscle and fat under the thin polyester of his shorts, and you grind to feel more.

right when you start to exhaust yourself, surprise takes your crotch in the form of his flexed muscles- a "we're not done yet" from sae as he continuously nudges you. while he sees you bouncing on his marble lap to the rhythm of your heartbeat, all you see are the tensing dimples of his thighs peeking through from beneath his shorts.

NOEL NOA;

i won't say you'd wear noa as a headwear any time of the day, but i won't say you wouldn't. his thighs are thick, and you're lucky to have his mercy and stick your face between them. a long crease sits along his inner thigh- doing nothing more than calling you to lick it. it's salty like skin and sweat, and the taste isn't helping your impulse to bite him.

you do anyway. he's fleshy and a little hard and flexing his muscles and is that a moan you hear? it'd be a sin not to leave a few more hickeys on his already worn skin. feather your fingers right where his skin dips and you'd have a strong, muscly putty in your hands. noa can't say no to your toying, and ends up with trembling knees- embarrassed, and ego-deprived.

MIKAGE REO;

reo's thighs aren't so sculpted- they're thick, sure, but not sculpted. this makes for a very comfortable lap-sitting session; his legs a steady pillow. he loves having you on them and seeing how your ass presses into his skin. you love being on them and stroking the smoothness under you. how they spill to the sides and make for the best love handles.

but you love more the sounds they make as reo makes love to you. skin and sweat against skin and sweat, kissing and slapping and smacking like your moans aren't enough. they feel full when they're against your own, viscous in that they linger there before pulling back with his hips. they're soft and firm- everything like a gentle yet passionate kiss.

[lola25lovesyoutoo]

Sex On The Beach/Micheal Kaiser

Warning: Rough sex/Semi-public/Car sex/ Angry sex/ Spanking and Noncon/ Cursing/ Dirty Talk/ Choking/

It's a hot summer day in mid-July. Standing near the shore under the umbrella, Kaiser watches his girlfriend from afar. She was walking back to their car to get the tube of sunscreen that he forgot to bring. His poor girlfriend doesn't even know that as she walks, kaisers eyes are glued on her ass. Watching how her curves moved rapidly when she jogged through the surface below her, trying to avoid contact with the hot sand. He loved the way her ass moved or when she had to keep adjusting her bikini bottoms because they kept digging in her crack.

Fuck, that shit did something to him. He can feel his cock twitch in his shorts and the pre-cum leaking already. Yet, still, he tries to save the last bit of dignity he has left and compose himself.

Walking back to the shore, y/n is shocked to find her boyfriends in the same position when she left him, staring at her. She shakes her head at him in disapproval.

Pointing at him, she says,

" This is the big ass tube of sunscreen you need when you decide to date a pale ass guy," Y/n spoke in sarcasm to her boyfriend.

Kaiser laughs out loud.

"Kaiser, go put half of this tube on your body before you start burning," Y/n remarks.

Kaiser follows her orders by quickly placing the white cream all over his body.

"All done, You're next," he spoke out loud. Good! Can you put some on my back?" the woman asks him politely as she lies down on her belly.

" Just my back, Ok," his girlfriend asks, but Kaiser has other plans. Of course, he does.

"Don't worry, baby, I got you!!" Kaiser reassures his girlfriend with a mischievous smirk on his face.

Now, Kaiser stands over his girlfriend's body, enjoying the view under him. Starting off innocently, Kaiser applies the white cream on the woman's shoulders and drags it to her back. As his hands work on the upper part of the woman's body, however, his eyes never leave her lower body. Kaiser's large hands worked their magic on his girlfriend's back, and he started to notice the slightly miffed noises coming from his girlfriend's lips.

" Do my hands make you feel good? Kaiser asked. " why don't we go somewhere more private? Huh, what do you think? Kaiser keeps on teasing his girlfriend.

" Micheal, stop touching me. Okay, Pervert," His girlfriend demands.

" This is why I don't take you anywhere; you always embarrass me." Kaiser's girlfriend is embarrassed as her cheeks have become dark red.

" So what? I can't touch or tease my girlfriend". Kaiser tried to define himself. "I was just joking, sweetheart." Kaiser wanted to pay it off.

" Ohh, please, the bulge in your pants speaks differently. Kaiser's girlfriend talks back to him.

" Ohh, so this whole time, you have been staring at my dick," Kaiser points at the woman and then starts smirking.

" Ohh, please, shut your mouth, it's not like I'm dying for it, you're the horny one here." The woman rolled her eyes and spoke in an annoyed tone.

"So what about those noises you made back then, huh? You are not as innocent as you might think." kaiser speaks to his girlfriends.

" I'm done with you." His girlfriend explained and then got up, trying to leave him alone on the beach shore. That is until Kaiser pulls her into his arms and picks her up. He then stands up and walks on the sandy beach toward their car, abandoning their previous setup and belongings.

" Put me down," his girlfriend demands, but Kaiser ignores her and continues walking as he aggressively holds her in place between his chest and arms.

" Since you have acted like a spoiled brat, you must be punished," Kaiser whispered into his girlfriend's ears, sending shivers down her spine.

In retaliation, his girlfriend bis his neck, pulling on the skin of where his tattoo is set; the blue rose is now bruised with red tooth bits imprinted around it.

" Ouch, you little bitch, you'll see what I will do to you once we reach the car."

Standing to his words, once the couple finally reached the back car, the first thing Kaiser does is toss his girlfriend in the backseat.

Lust is mixed with anger in Kaiser's bloodstream. The following action he takes is flipping her over on her belly, and in a hard swoop, he takes her bikini bottoms off. Reveling her wet cunt. Kaiser smirked to himself. "see, I was right, you dirty little whore, already soaking wet" Then Kaiser spat on her wet cunt and ass.

" Dirty whore thinks she can talk back to me," Kaisers speaks in an angry tone as he caresses and pulls apart her ass cheeks. He does this to tease her but not give her what she wants.

" I'm so sorry-" The woman's words were cut short by the loud spanks on her left ass cheek.

" Kaiser, Please--" the woman's words continued but were cut short again by Kaiser's hands. One of them landed a hard slap on her mouth, and then the other one traveled down to choke her neck.

The woman beneath him takes a quick glance at the man behind her. " Shut up, and turn your head back," Kaiser spoke again; from behind her, Kaiser was using his hot pre-cum to jerk his pink and swollen cock.

" You are so nasty, the woman muttered under her breath.

" You know what? You don't deserve this dick inside your pussy; turn around and give me your dirty mouth," Kaiser demands, impatiently kaiser yanks the woman by her hair and forces her to turn around to face him.

The woman cries and pleads with him, but he doesn't care. Kaiser slabs the woman again. "open your mouth." Kaiser's pink tip is oozing; Kaiser takes his tip up to the woman and smashes the white liquid all over her lips and some into her mouth.

" doesn't it taste good" Kaiser mocks the woman as she spits out his pre-cum.

The woman's stubbornness makes Kaiser feral, so he yanks her bikini top off and slaps her breasts in a harsh matter.

The woman screams in pain, and Kaiser takes this chance to force his cock into her mouth.

Kaiser moans and groans at the feeling of her warm mouth around his cock.

" Good girl just keeps taking me like that," Kaiser tells his lover as he keeps his hand on her hair, having complete control of the woman's movements as he forces her to take him all the way.

" See, isn't it easy to just listen instead of being a little brat" Kaiser points out. As his girlfriend takes his cock; he can tell that she enjoys sucking him off.

However, Kaiser doesn't know that the woman before him is still a little brat, following her subsequent actions. The woman's right-hand travels to kaisers swollen, large ballsack.

Starting off, she caresses them in a way that leaves Kaiser a moaning mess; she touches that sweet spot, and when Kaiser thinks he's ready to cum; the woman takes revenge. She then takes both balls into one of her hands, and then she uses all she strath to squeeze them.

" AHHHH!!" Kaiser screams, filling the car. And the woman tries her best to laugh, but the fat cock in her mouth is definitely making it complicated. " Ahh, you little bitch, just keep sucking my dick and nothing else" Kaiser's free handcuffs the woman's hands away, keeping them.

Then Kaiser retreats back to his previous motions of swinging his lips back and forth fastly while his cocking is in the woman's mouth.

After several seconds of this repeated action, Kaiser is ready to blow his load into the poor woman's mouth. And when he finally comes, he forces his poor girlfriend to swallow every last drop.

After his release, the woman is left panting and gasping for air.

" Ohh, baby, you did so good for me." Kaiser's mood changes after his release.

Kaiser picks up his lover and places her in his lap, giving her soft and kind kisses over her face and body.

"I hate you, Kaiser," the woman says, still upset about what happened.

" I will you forgive me if I take you out shopping and let you spend all my money." Kaiser knows his girlfriend's weakness, and he's sure that she will forgive him.

" Hmm, let me think about it." His girlfriend's mood changed instantly.

Kaiser cracks out in laughter.

"I love you so much," Kaiser tells his girlfriend as he hugs her tightly.

[iwashieonhiatus]

MOMMY OR DADDY| BLLK

･ﾟﾟ･｡ synopsis: are they mommy's boys or daddies?

･ﾟﾟ･｡ warnings- mdni, nsfw content, established relationship, f!reader, 18+ characters, pro players(20+), fingering, vaginal sex, praise, breeding/mommy/daddy kink, creampie, petnames.

Mommy’s boys! who arrive tired from workouts or game days and want to relax, walking into the house and meeting you in your satin bathrobe, showing your boobs and legs in the thin fabric, waiting for them, sitting on the couch, getting them all pent-up.

Mommy’s boys! who drop everything to snuggle in your lap, receiving affection in the hair and kisses on the forehead. “My good boy did so well today... I’m so proud,” you say, pressing him against your body as he buries his face in your chest. 

Mommy’s boys! who in a matter of seconds, are kissing you fervently, hands squeezing your body and rubbing against you like the good boys they are.

Mommy’s boys! who can’t take it long and have a boner, lifting their hips to have more contact with your hand, groping them over the top of their underwear as they suck, nibble and lick your chest. “My baby boy is so thirsty.... Did you miss Mommy?” They just shake their heads, still with their mouths glued to your chest and wincing as you play with them. 

Mommy’s boys! begging you to relieve them, hips lifting in your hand and from their mouth a garter of saliva connecting the red lips to your nipple. “Mommy... please...”, “Only good boys get rewarded. Were you a good boy today?” This man shakes his head so hard, squinting his eyes and his legs trembling as your fingers slide inside his underwear. 

Mommy’s boys! who play your breast shamelessly, sucking on the soft flesh and biting, licking with loud noises and the other hand squeezes, rolls, pinches your nipple, making you shudder and smile at their need for it. “Tell me you’re a good boy...” And they’ll let go of your chest with a loud, wet plop, head hanging from your arm and moaning the response as you tease the reddish head of their cock, making them spill thick, white pre-cum.

Mommy’s boys! who can’t hold out very long and are just “Mommy... please...” “I’m a good boy...” “I was a good boy, mommy...” “Mommy…” writhing in your lap, whimpering, face red and heavy breathing, begging for you. “My good boy deserves a reward.”

Mommy’s boys! who grabbed your thick thighs and dry nurse you, like the big baby he is as he thrusts fast, balls deep into you, clinging to your body like a baby. “That, my good boy...” “Mommy’s feeling so good..” “My good boy is so good,” stroke his hair as he thrusts inside you and watch this big baby lose control, moaning against your skin and waist slamming against yours, doing everything for Mommy’s pleasure.

Mommy’s boys! who will bite your chest when they’re close to cumming and wanting compliments while you pull him closer, your legs clamped around his waist and saying, “be a good boy and cum for Mommy.” This big baby boy will cum deeply, shuddering in your body, resting his head on your chest and pushing his cum back inside you when it comes out.

oliver aiku, mikage reo, nagi seishiro, niko ikki, kurona ranze, alexis ness, bachira meguru, itoshi rin, eita otoya, gagamaru gin, tokimitsu aoshi, isagi yoichi, nanase nijiro, shuto sendou, yukimiya kenyu, chris prince, loki julian

Daddy! who arrives tired from training or games and just wants the comfort of his house, his pretty little girl and relaxes, finding you wearing the silky pink lingerie he bought for you, greeting them with a “welcome, daddy.”

Daddy! who watches his pretty little girl kneeling on the living room carpet, closing their eyes as they gain affection on their faces, and smile wide at your submission, pants squeezing in front. “Did my good little girl behave?” earning a nod as you glued your body to his leg.

Daddy! who lifts his pretty little girl up and spins you in a small circle, watching the pink lingerie on your body as the heat spreads through his body. “My little girl looks pretty. Is it all for Daddy?” earning a “to make Daddy happy.” Oh, how he loves his good, pretty little girl.

Daddy! who fervently kisses his pretty little girl while you’re on his lap, hands clasped on his shoulders and his hands roamed your body, shivering as icy fingers enter under the thin fabric of your panties. “My pretty little girl, did you miss me?” earning a little moan as you roll onto his lap.

Daddy! who forces you to roll on his flexed thigh, making you moan and shudder, clinging to him as he guides your movements with firm hands on your waist. “Is my pretty little girl going to make Daddy happy?” You groan, nodding.

Daddy! who smiles as he feels the wet puddle on his leg where you were rolling. “My little girl wants Daddy, huh?” his fingers sliding down your wet folds, playing with your clit, having you shudder in his lap with your eyes closed and moaning, “Daddy, please...”, “Does my little girl want something?” waiting for you to beg for him. “I’m Daddy’s cute little girl.”, “I missed Daddy...”, “I need you, Daddy...”

Daddy! who will slide two fingers in you and work them in slow movements, torturing you, adoring listening to your moans and pleas. “Please...” “Daddy, please...”, “I’m your good little girl...”, “Are you? And the good girls get what?” He will suck and bite your neck, fingers still inside you. “Good girls get daddy...”, “That’s it, my pretty little girl.” 

Daddy! who will have you on all fours, ass in the air, showing off your wet pussy, grabbing your hips and making you clutch the cushions as he licks you slowly, muttering, “my pretty little girl is so sweet..” and slapping your ass, a red mark from his hand.

Daddy! who’s gonna have you dripping into his mouth and squeezing his fingers as he grins against your throbbing, wet pussy. “Daddy, please...”, “Please...” “Daddy!” you’re going to beg him a lot while he’s having his moment with his little doll. 

Daddy! who will circle his thumb on your clit as he coasts his cock into your folds, collecting your juice and playing with your entrance. “What does my pretty little girl want?” “I want you, Daddy...”, “Please daddy!”, “My little girl is so good to me...” 

Daddy! who will thrust in slowly, stretching you so well that you’ll drool on the cushion, hands pinned to the fabric and legs shaking. “My little girl is so tight...” he’s gonna grip your waist and slide out slowly and push in hard, drawing moans from you. 

Daddy! who will hold your back down, pushing you onto the couch and ass in the air for him to pound and abuse, thrusting in and out hard, skin pounding with skin and loud moans in the room. “Daddy!”, “Is that what my little girl wanted?” “Yes, Daddy!” “Daddy’s cock makes you feel good, huh?” “Yes! Yes, daddy!” “That’s my good little girl.”

Daddy! who’s going to sit you on his lap, balls deep into you, lifting you up and down hard, ass slapping against his thick thighs. “Be a good little girl and ride Daddy,” his hands gripping the flesh of your ass tightly, pounding for you to go faster and deeper. “My little girl looks so beautiful sitting on Daddy’s cock.” his mouth sucking and biting your titties, you panting on top of him. “Daddy...”, “Is my little girl close?”

Daddy! who is going to play with your chest and thumb pressing against your clit, sending goosebumps down your body, your hands pinned through his hair as you sit hard on his legs. “Daddy!”, “Be a good little girl and cum in Daddy.” his hands holding you against his lap as you moan his name, body shuddering as you cum hard. “Daddy’s good little girl.”

Daddy! who won’t stop thrusting into you until he cums inside his pretty little girl, making you cry for the sensitivity and how good he is inside you, squeezing his cock with your gummy walls, making him shudder. “Daddy’s close, pretty little girl...”, his hands holding you in place as he fills you with white, hot liquid, thrusting inside you a few more times to make sure his pretty little girl is full. 

barou shoei, ryusei shidiou, michael kaiser, kunigami rensuke, itoshi sae, raichi jingo, zantetsu tsurugi, karasu tabito, chigiri hyoma, jyubei aryu, don lorenzo, neol noa, ego, lavinho, marc snuffy

© iwashie 2023, please do not translate, modify or republish my works

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you are in love

Summary: And you knew what it was, he is in love.

Characters: Michael Kaiser, Alexis Ness & Noel Noa

(A/N: Spoilers ahead. Please be mindful of the tags as I will not tolerate unnecessary complaints nor comments when sufficient tags and warnings are provided ahead of time. Some scenes of this fic are excerpts from the latest chapter of the manga hence the spoiler tags and warnings. I don’t own anything from this franchise. Respective ownership belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura for this wonderful manga and Taylor Swift for this lovely song in her 1989 TV album which is also inspired this one-shot fic of mine).

One look, dark room Meant just for you Time moved too fast You play it back Buttons on a coat Light-hearted joke No proof, not much But you saw enough

“Huh? Are you gonna drink your milk?” Ness asked as he stared at the untouched bottle of milk beside Kaiser’s tray.

The cafeteria was bustling with festive noises and chatter amongst the other players in the middle of their morning breakfast.

“I hate milk. I can’t stand any white-colored drinks.” Kaiser groused as he stuffed the food right into his mouth.

‘Seriously this guy...’ Ness thought wryly with a sigh leaving his lips. He didn’t know whether to be impressed or annoyed by his display of high maintenance attitude towards food.

“Well, then just give it to me if you don’t want it.” Ness replied.

“Huh? Why would I give this if it’s for me?” Kaiser asked dully as he arched a brow at him.

Ness’ brows twitched slightly. “We can’t waste food in here you dumbass. So, either you drink it or just give it to me if you don’t want it.” Ness grumbled out in annoyance.

“Don’t call me a dumbass you loser.” Kaiser scoffed lightly.

“And what makes you think it’s okay for you to call me a loser?” Ness shot back.

“It’s nice to see the two of you getting along quickly. Although I prefer if you cease your bickering in front of your breakfast.” Noa commented in a monotone voice as he stared at them blandly from behind while holding his tray of food.

“He’s got a different breed of humor and I like him.” Kaiser replied plainly as he handed him his bottle of milk.

Ness blinked a few times as he accepted it in silence.

What does that even mean?

You can hear it in the silence, silence, you You can feel it on the way home, way home, you You can see it with the lights out, lights out You are in love, true love You are in love

He was in the middle of cutting his hair when Kaiser’s voice caught his attention.

“Hey Ness. I was originally a mentally weak person.”

His words made him pause for a moment. “Huh?”

“I constantly gave up when I faced things, I believed to be impossible. That’s why to remind myself to never again fall into that weak mindset. I got a blue rose on my neck.” Kaiser stated as he stared plainly at himself into the mirror.

“I see...” Ness uttered as he resumed snipping at the end of his hair.

“A blue rose symbolizes the achievement of the impossible. Artificially created, its unique blue color was not initially seen in nature. An impossibility turned to reality. When I first saw a blue rose, I saw it as an example of turning the impossible into reality. I want to become someone who can’t be defined. A symbol of defiance. A sign of defying the natural order of things. The impossible.” Kaiser carried on their conversation with a blank yet resolute look on his face.

“That’s awesome...” Ness couldn’t help but to listen in awe and amazement at Kaiser’s ideals in life and how he was opening to him about his thoughts and the symbol of his blue rose tattoo in his life.

It made him genuinely happy.

For Kaiser to trust him not only in the field but outside of the field as well.

“I’ll win the champions league and the world cup. And then... I want to cast down the rest of the football world into despair.”

His words made Ness chuckle softly under his breath. “That sounds like you. There. How’s that?” He put the scissors down onto the table.

Kaiser inspected his newly cut hair in front of the mirror. “It’s fine. I just wanted to cut it short cuz it was getting in the way.”

Ness smiled softly at the sight.

He realized that he wanted to be beside Kaiser when he fulfills his dream in the future.

When the rose blooms into a beautiful shade of blue, he wanted to be there to witness it.

Kaiser’s dream became his dream as well.

Morning, his place Burnt toast, Sunday You keep his shirt He keeps his word And for once you let go Of your fears and your ghosts One step, not much, but it said enough You kiss on sidewalks You fight and you talk One night he wakes, strange look on his face Pauses, then says, "You're my best friend" And you knew what it was, he is in love

“Good morning... It’s still Sunday y’know? You can still sleep some more, and I’ll just wake you up again once breakfast is done.” Ness greeted Kaiser when he spotted him going inside his kitchen.

“Fuck. Feels like my head is going to split apart...” Kaiser grumbled as he reached for a glass of water and drank it.

Ness hummed softly in silence as he placed the French toasts in a plate and started to brew some coffee.

“What even happened yesterday?” Kaiser finally asked.

Ness paused for a moment before he resumed what he was doing.

“Well, you passed out in the monitoring room yesterday and we brought you here in my place after examining you in the infirmary over the weekend seeing that we were given a break as Noa advised.” Ness replied quietly. Kaiser couldn’t see his face as his back was turned on him, but he could only imagine the thinly veiled hint of concern and panic dancing in his eyes as he was clear as a book to his eyes when it came to his emotions.

“Huh? I overdid it again yesterday. But the good thing about it is that I already know of a way on how to defeat that clown Yoichi in the upcoming match against PxG.” A triumphant grin etched on his face at the thought alone.

“Of course, you are. I never doubted for a second that you will come up with something amazing Kaiser!” Ness finally faced him with a cheerful smile on his face as he started to walk past him.

It made Kaiser frown.

“Since I’m done doing cooking the breakfast we can start—.”

Ness stopped midway as Kaiser caught his wrist and spun him around.

“Is there a problem?” He asked quietly.

Ness swallowed thickly and tried to steady the erratic beat of his heart inside his chest.

“No there isn’t... Why would you—.”

“Bullshit Ness! I can see miles away your forced smile from here!” His voice rose before Kaiser tried to calm himself down.

Ness wavered slightly before looking away. “Does it even matter...?” He whispered faintly.

Kaiser looked bewildered for a moment. “About what...?”

He tried to push the feeling of loss and resentment but a look from Kaiser’s confounded expression brought it back and his buried emotions and unsaid words came spilling out from his lips.

“Why would you care about what I feel now huh? Aren’t you more focus on defeating Yoichi instead of noticing me and how I got worried yesterday when you fucking choke yourself in front of the monitor room?! I still believe in you... but fuck! When you passed out after delivering your speech of finally knowing on how to defeat Yoichi... I don’t know what to do... I just feel like I couldn’t breathe for a fucking second... I... I... I—.”

His words died on his throat when one of Kaiser’s hands reached out to his nape and pulled him closer towards his face to claim his lips in a deep kiss that created a havoc within himself.

Ness could only grip the lapels of his shirt for support and leverage as he felt weak on his knees, and he might collapse on the ground if he suddenly let go of Kaiser.

All he could do was to close his eyes and return his kiss fervently as if his remaining suppressed emotions came pouring out from that kiss alone.

One of Kaiser’s hands had slipped around his waist and pulled him closer towards his frame to remove the remaining gap between the two of them while the other one had cradled his head gently as he kissed him passionately.

“Please... Don’t do that again... I got worried...” He whimpered against his mouth as Ness couldn’t stop the stream of tears escaping his eyes.

“You really have a little faith in me that I’ll be done for with just a simple suffocation?” He murmured against his lips as his tongue licked on the roof of his mouth which made the other moan softly.

“No... It’s just that... I love you... that’s why...” The admission slipped past Ness’ lips before he could stop himself.

“I know Ness. I know...” Kaiser finally scooped him up on his arms and brought him upstairs towards his bedroom.

Ness didn’t even protest as he surrendered to the whispers of his heart and let his downfall within Kaiser’s arms happened, ensconced in the blanket of blinding ecstasy and pleasure throughout the day.

You can hear it in the silence, silence, you You can feel it on the way home, way home, you You can see it with the lights out, lights out You are in love, true love

(A/N: Reviews are amusing so let me hear them from you).