#noiz smut

[duskvsdawn]

Masochist!Noiz x Chubby!reader - A Hectic Night

A/N: This is my first time I post one of my fics on tumblr, I normally post them on Wattpad. But to be honest I think they might be doing a bit better here because clearly, tumblr is the superior site for fanfics giggle I would like to know more about how to make pretty formats on here! Please send me a message with some tips on how to add banners and such!

CW: alcohol consumption, mentions of depression, Noiz would like you to bite his... salami, I think that’s the most important ones. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Those eyes. Those green eyes. If you weren’t so upset with him now, you could swear you would be drowning in them. You look at him through your lashes, trying to see what he might be doing, or thinking. But he just seemed to be calmly eating his food, minding his own business. You puffed up your cheeks in anger and continued eating.

It all started when you bumped into him on your way to Aoba. You were invited to have dinner there with a few friends of his. Little did you know then, that the person you bumped into, would also be going there. He had said “Watch where you’re going, you fat whale!” and continued walking. Hurt, you followed him, noticing he was going in the same direction as you. When he rang the doorbell, you just stood behind him awkwardly. He had obviously noticed. He asked you what you were doing there.

“I was invited for dinner here.” You meekly said.

“Hm, you too huh? Guess you’re one of Aoba’s friends. Let’s pretend this never happened.”

“I can’t just ignore that you called me a fat-”

“Hey, come on in!” Aoba said as he opened the door.

You just silently followed the guy inside.

It was during dinner, when Aoba introduced you to his friends, that you learned his name was Noiz. He actually looked quite handsome, but you were too pissed to care. When you all finished your dinner, you followed Aoba into the kitchen. You offered to help him do the dishes, which he gladly accepted. It’s then when you told him what happened, choking back some tears. You had always been insecure about your weight, but it was just so damn hard to lose it. No matter how hard you tried, your brain would always sabotage your diet, by telling you that you weren’t worthy of being skinny and pretty. That you were worthless. Not that being skinny meant you’re instantly pretty, though. You’ve met tons of skinny people with a really ugly attitude. Aoba, knowing your struggle with your depression, put down the plate and hugged you.

“I know it’s easier said than done, but try not to worry about it. Besides, he tried to let it all go by saying the only thing he knows to say in such situations: pretend it never happened. Believe it or not, he struggles with depression too. He just tries his best to forget all the negative things that happened in his life. And even something small like bumping into him on a bad day can set him off, like you experienced earlier. Don’t take it personally. Once you get to know him, he’s actually a really cool guy. And kind of handsome.” He whispered the last part, but you noticed it and giggled.

“Thanks Aoba, I will try to let it go for now. So what were you planning to do for the rest of the evening?”

“I was thinking we could catch up or watch a movie. Maybe a few drinks here and there.”

“Sounds good to me.” You said with a smile as you hugged Aoba one last time and put away the plates you just dried.

You followed him out of the kitchen, and plopped down on a chair, far away from the others.

“Hey, come on now, you’re not afraid of us, are you? Come sit with us please.” Koujaku said.

“I just met you guys, I’m not very good at situations like that.”

“That’s ok, neither am I.” Clear said as he sat next to you, putting a hand over yours.

“Really? You seem to be right at home here with the others.”

“That’s only because we’ve known each other for a while now. You’re my newest good friend, and I wanted you to meet the others.” Aoba said as he sat on the floor, in front of you.

Mink, Mizuki, Sei and Noiz just kind of followed him there. Mink moved the couch along with him, moving it closer to the chair you were sitting in.

“How about a drink?” Koujaku asked Aoba.

“Sure thing, I’ll go get something and some glasses.” Aoba replied.

For a while you just sat there in silence, listening to the others talk. It’s then that you noticed that Clear had been looking at you all this time.

“Uh, hey… Are you feeling ok?” He asked, feeling just as awkward as you.

“Y-yeah, just letting it all happen for now.”

A little while later, Aoba walked back into the room with 2 bottles of sake and some glasses onto a tray. He poured the first glass and gave it to you. He then poured a glass for everyone else.

“To friendship!” He said as he clinked his glass with yours.

“To friendship!” Koujaku repeated, knocking back the glass instantly.

“I swear that guy has the alcohol tolerance of an Irishman. Then again, so do you.” Aoba said with a giggle.

You took a sip and scrunched your face. You never had sake so this was new to you. After another sip you actually started liking the taste.

“So, what are we doing tonight?” Sei asked.

“Well, I was thinking we could let Y/N tell a little bit about herself, and then you guys can tell a little bit about yourself too. After that we can watch a movie or listen to some music.”

“Sounds good to me.” Mink said with a nod.

“Well, Y/N, what are you waiting for? What is your favorite food? Your favorite music? I’d like to know it all.” Clear said with a smile as he leaned forward, folding his hands and placing his head on top of it.

You told them about how you met Aoba, your likes and dislikes in life. Then you told then about your struggles with depression. It was then that Noiz lifted his head and actually started listening to you. He felt intrigued. He felt like he might have just met someone who knows what he deals with on a day to day basis. After you told them that your dad passed away recently, he actually started feeling sorry for you. That’s when he looked at Aoba, who seemed to think the same thing as he did. Aoba moved away from you, and let Noiz sit there instead. With some hesitation he wrapped an arm around you awkwardly, and pulled you closer to him. You leaned into him, for some reason feeling very safe next to him. Maybe the slight buzz you were starting to feel thanks to the alcohol helped with that. And the fact that Aoba told you that he struggles with these kinds of thoughts too. He told you about how he had a rough upbringing, and what his parents did to him. He also told you that thanks to Aoba, he was able to feel pleasure and pain now. At this point, you just couldn’t help yourself. You hugged him, and you have no idea why. It just felt like something you had to do. It surprised him, but eventually he wrapped his arms around you.

“You know, it feels kind of nice. Knowing I met someone that knows what I feel like. Every single day.” Noiz admitted.

“Sure, my friends know it’s a real uphill battle for me, and they try to understand as best they can, but they never truly will because they don’t feel the same things. It helps that they are really trying though.” He continued.

“Well, I will be your friend, and help you through these endeavors.” You said with a shy smile.

“Thank you. I truly appreciate it. I feel like I’ve met someone I really feel a connection with.”

At this point I wish we could be more than friends. You thought to yourself. You would take that to the grave with you though. Unless he made the first move. You’re way too shy. Sober at least.

To distract you from the sad mood you just experienced, the others told a little bit about themselves too. About how they met Aoba, and what adventures they’ve been on. You listened to them in awe.

“Now that we managed to convince Noiz that you’re actually a really cool person, how about we watch a movie? Or maybe play a game?” Aoba asked.

Noiz just gave Aoba a deadpan expression.

“A game, what kind of game?” Clear said as he perked up.

“…Truth or dare.” Koujaku said with a chuckle.

“You know what? Sure.” Aoba said as he poured everyone some more sake.

You all sat in the middle of the living room, in a circle. Koujaku was the first to ask Mink the question. You all had a great time and shared some laughs. After a few rounds, it was Aoba’s turn again.

“Noiz, truth or dare?” Aoba asked him with a smirk, knowing full well what the blonde would reply.

“Dare.” He said.

“I knew it. In that case, I dare you to kiss Y/N.”

You just looked at Aoba with shock written on your features. There is no way he just said that. You wished the ground would open up and swallow you whole.

“Sure.” Noiz replied, moving closer to you. He then gave you a quick peck on the lips.

“C’mon, you call that a kiss? I even show Beni more passion.” Koujaku said with a hearty laugh.

“Ugh, fine.” Noiz said while rolling his eyes.

“Wait wait wait. This is all going a bit fast, don’t you think?”

“This going at just the right pace.” Mizuki said, leaning forward, clearly interested in what was about to happen.

“We don’t have to do this,” Noiz said, looking at Aoba “do we?”

“You sure do. What you just gave her was barely a kiss.”

Noiz sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“It’s ok… I don’t mind…” You said shyly, looking at the ground.

“Are you sure?” Noiz asked you, actually seeming to care about what you wanted.

“Y-yeah, it’s ok.”

This was bound to happen sooner or later. You thought.

“Well, ok then.”

Noiz gently cupped your face in his hands, and leaned in even closer. You could feel his breath fanning your face. You looked at those stunning eyes again, they seemed to draw you closer. Before you could register what you were doing, you wrapped your arms around him and put your lips on his. It felt like he was made for you, his lips a perfect fit against yours. As you kissed, you tried to ignore all the cheering and whistling. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you as close as he could. You gently bit his bottom lip, asking him for entrance, which he happily granted you. As your tongues danced together, his hands wandered lower and lower, halting at your butt. He gave it a soft squeeze. You moaned as he broke contact, his lips now impossibly close to your ear. He licked the shell, and then gently bit your earlobe. His mouth moved lower towards your neck, almost instantly finding your sweet spot as he kissed and licked it over and over again. You were a panting, moaning mess at this point. When the guys noticed that, they couldn’t contain their excitement at this point. It was then that his lips came close to your ear again. What he whispered next, sent shivers down your spine.

“How about we continue this at your place?”

Your face turned fifty shades of red as you hid your face in his neck. He chuckled and looked at the others. They clearly wanted to see where this would go from here on out. Noiz stood up, pulling you up with him.

“That was a kiss alright.” Aoba said with a blush covering his face.

“That was more than a kiss. There is definitely something there.” Sei added.

“If I didn’t know better, I’d say you two like each other. A lot.” Mink chuckled.

“I think we're both pretty drunk. I'll take her home and tuck her into bed.” Noiz lied.

“She could just sleep on the couch here though? ...oh.” Koujaku said, slowly catching up on what Noiz was trying to do.

“Yeah…” Noiz said awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck.

“I’ll see you very soon Aoba.” You said with a shy smile as you hugged Aoba.

“I’m sure you will.” Aoba winked as he said that, knowing full well what your intentions were. Or at least, Noiz’ intentions.

You quickly poured yourself another glass of sake and downed it all in one go. You would need that for some courage later.

The guys just stared at you as you did that. Noiz offered his hand to you, and you took it. The two of you waved the guys goodbye and started on your walk to your apartment. It wasn’t far from here, but it was getting rather chilly outside. Noiz, noticing you were starting to feel cold took off his beanie and put it on your head. He then gently kissed your nose.

“This will keep you warm on the walk home.” He said.

You smiled, and thanked him, as you hooked your arm into his. The situation was slowly starting to sink in. You were taking this guy that you only met a few hours ago, to your home. Panic slowly started to rise. This is the second time you could swear he was able to read your mind.

“You know, once we get there, we don’t have to do anything. We could just talk some more, if you’d like. I never meant to go that far when kissing you, but I couldn’t help myself.”

“Actually, it’s been a while since I’ve felt this attracted to someone. I don’t mind wherever this might go. I just need another drink when we get home. I am super shy about this stuff.” You said with a giggle.

“I see. We will do whatever you want.” Noiz chuckled.

You two walked a few more minutes in silence, and the apartment building was only a block away. Once you turned the corner, you finally spoke again.

“We’re almost here.”

“Good, I was starting to freeze to death.” He joked.

He was right though. Next time you should definitely bring a coat. Now that you had a clear view of his blonde hair, you admired it for a bit. It framed his face well. And those hypnotizing eyes seemed even brighter in the moonlight. They made you feel weak on your legs. Speaking of weak on your legs, you were starting to feel the alcohol at this point. You wobbled a bit, and bumped into him.

“Ah sorry. I’m getting really tipsy.” You said with a sweet smile.

“That’s the second time tonight.” He said with a smile as he followed you to the front door.

You turned the key and kicked off your shoes.

“Pretend like you’re home.” You said, putting his beanie back on his head.

He readjusted it for a bit and also took off his shoes. You turned on some lights and walked into the kitchen.

“Cozy place you got here.”

“Thanks! A lot of stuff was given to me when I moved out, but it all seemed to fit really well together so I’ve kept it all this time.”

“How long have you lived here?” He asked as he took the glass of vodka you just offered him.

“Hmm about 5 years now. Never wanted to live anywhere else. It’s close to town, and close to my family and friends, Aoba being one of those as of recently.” You said as you sipped your vodka. And then you took a bigger sip. This stuff has always been your favorite.

Noiz did the same as he followed you into the living room, and sat down on the couch next to you. He wrapped an arm around you as you turned on the tv.

“I bet there will be nothing interesting on at this hour.” He said.

“Yeah, I’m afraid so. I’ll turn on the radio instead.” You said as you turned your tv to radio mode.

You two talked a little bit more about your upbringing, what kind of friends you grew up with, and other things like your favorite food and music. When you told him some more about the passing of your dad, you started crying. He pulled you closer to him.

“Sorry, I’m normally not such an emotional mess, it must be the alcohol.” You apologized.

“It is said that alcohol can bring you feelings you normally repress during the day. Or it does the same opposite, it represses the negative emotions you feel during said day.”

“Well that is the exact reason why I’ve been drinking quite a lot recently. I just don’t know how to handle things at the moment.”

Noiz took your glass and his, and put them on the table in front of you. He then wrapped both arms around you and he let you cry for a bit. He hushed you, and told you things will be ok, as hard as they may seem now.

After your not so elegant crying fit, you actually felt better. You smiled at him and thanked him for being there.

“You have nothing to thank me for. I’d like to believe you would do the same thing for me.” He said as he wiped away a stray tear with his thumb, and kissed you softly.

You melted into the kiss and grabbed him by his collar, pulling him closer. As the two of you kissed, it got more heated after a while, and he pulled you on top of him. You held yourself up though, not too sure if he could handle your weight.

“I’m afraid I’ll crush you.” You said shyly.

“Trust me, I can handle it.” He assured you as he pulled you closer to him.

You just laid there for a while, listening to his heartbeat. It seemed to be going as fast as yours after that make out session. After a while, you decided you wanted to take things further.

“Noiz?”

“What’s up liebling?”

“Wait, was that German? What does it mean?”

“It means sweetheart.”

“Oh… I like the nickname.” You said with a giggle he thought was really cute.

“Well I was thinking… Uhm… Would you like a tour of the house? It could end in the bedroom.” You said as your face heated up, blushing more than ever before.

“That sounds like a good idea. I’d love to see the place.” He said with a chuckle, trying to ignore the last part of what you said to make you feel more at ease.

You two walked around the house and talked about your furniture for a bit. About who gave it to you and what you like about it. Once you reached the kitchen, you took a hold of the bar, getting a bit wobbly on your feet.

“Hey, are you ok?” Noiz asked as he rushed to your side, prepared to catch you if you fell.

“Sorry, I think I’m really drunk at this point.” You said with a laugh.

“Let’s get you to bed then. The tour can wait until later if you’d like.”

“No no it’s ok, really. I’ll be ok.”

“Well, if you’re sure…” Noiz said as he followed you as you walked into the bathroom. After the bathroom, there was only one room left…

You two ended up in the bedroom. As you turned on the light and then dimmed it a bit to fit the mood, it really started to sink in. This was about to happen. It’s been a while since your last time. You imagined it would feel fantastic now that you’ve had a few drinks. You’d become quite horny ever since you got home and had him to yourself. Up until now you did your best not to show it, but this was really it huh? As he drank you in, he walked closer to you. The two of you backed up until the back of your legs hit the bed. He gave you the most passionate kiss yet, and he slowly pushed you onto the bed. He moved on top of you and his hands gave your thighs a gentle squeeze. He was really starting to like that you had more to hold. He kissed your ears and your neck some more, since he discovered those were definitely your weak spots. You mewled as he bit your neck, and you pulled off his beanie and let your hands rummage through his hair. You pulled it just a bit when he bit down on your earlobe just the right amount. You felt like you started to lose control, and you tried to tell him by tugging at his shirt.

“You want this off? Go ahead, I’m all yours…” He said with a husky voice.

You pulled his shirt over his head. He decided to take of your socks and his own. After he took off his own socks, his hands moved towards your feet. He took them off and gave your right foot a kiss. He then leaned back over you. He looked at you questioningly when he tugged at your shirt as well. You gave him the nod, and he gently lifted your upper body from the bed to take off your shirt. You decided to take off your bra while you were up anyway. He drank in your chest, and started playing with your breasts. He sucked on your left nipple, gently twisting the other in his fingers. You moaned out loud. Your nipples had always been sensitive. He noticed and he quickly switched sides, sucking on your other nipple.

“A-ah… More, please…” You whispered as your hands landed on his belt.

He let you undo it and slide down the zipper. He pulled down his pants, and you followed suit. You decided to take charge for a bit, and you rolled him over onto his back. He looked at you in surprise.

“Let me spoil you…” You said, with a little more courage this time.

“I will not pass up such an opportunity.” He said as he laid back, relaxing as you started rubbing him through his boxers. When you grabbed a hold of him through the clothing, he sucked in a breath.

“I guess we should take this off.” You chuckled.

“Mmm yes please.” He purred as he lifted himself enough off of the bed so you could take the briefs off.

You looked at his length for a bit. Apparently that body part of him had piercings too. Quite a few actually. That would definitely be fun later. You grabbed a hold of his dick as he laid back down, and you slowly started stroking him. You tried to be careful to not rip those piercings out, but he assured you they weren’t just gonna be ripped out that easily. After a while, you picked up the pace a little, and he definitely liked that more. He softly groaned, letting you know you were doing a good job. But you decided you would take things one step further. You leaned down and gave the head a small lick, tasting the precum. He sucked in some air, not expecting you to go this far.

“Ah, you really don’t have to-” He tried to say, but he was cut off as you took him into your mouth, and started bobbing your head up and down.

That seems to shut him up. You thought to yourself as you gave the shaft a long, teasing lick.

He shuddered as you did so, and covered his face with his arm. You decided you would try to take him a bit deeper, and tried to relax your gag reflex as you gently took him down your throat. It felt a little weird, piercings down there, but it wasn’t unbearable. Just different. He let out a long moan while he felt himself going deeper and down your throat. He really had to keep his composure to not just grab your head and fuck himself into it. No, he was going to let you do your thing, and enjoy the moment. You hollowed out your cheeks and played with his balls. He seemed to be on cloud 9 at this point. He then said something that you never expected.

“Tug at the piercings with your teeth. Please?”

“Isn’t that like, really gonna hurt?”

“That’s the point sweetheart, I’m into that.”

“I see, you’re one of those eh?” You said teasingly as you took one of the piercings in between your teeth and gave it a small tug.

“Fuck… Harder.”

You decided to move to another piercing and tugged that one a little harder. A loud moan was the result. You continued doing this for a while, ending at the piercing at the head. That definitely seemed to get him heated.

“Oh fuck. Yes~”

“You’re really into this, aren’t you?”

“You have no idea. And what I’m about to ask of you next, will probably surprise you even more.” He said leaning up on his elbows, eyes clouded with lust and breathing sped up. God, those eyes looked so good in the dimly lit room.

“What is it?”

“I’d like you to bite it.” He said calmly, as if it was the most normal thing he ever asked of you.

You just kind of looked at him in shock a little. For a while, he was afraid that he might have scared you off for good. But he was relieved when you nodded your head.

You sucked him off for a bit longer first, until you let your teeth gently scrape his shaft.

“C’mon love, no need to be shy. I can handle it. You can be rougher with me.”

With some hesitation, you scraped your teeth along his shaft a little harder, and then did the same at the head. He was becoming a moaning mess at this point, and loving every second of it.

“More, please…” He begged of you. He actually sounded cute when he was desperate. So you decided to give him what he wanted.

You gently bit the skin in several spots, trying to find out where he liked it the most. Right underneath the head definitely seemed to be his favorite spot so you decided to abuse it. You took a bit of the skin in between your teeth and tugged at it. That definitely got him going. After a while, his breathing became heavier and faster. You could tell he was getting close. He was about to tell you, but you shut him up by taking the head into your mouth and pumping his shaft. Not long after, he released into your mouth. You greedily swallowed it all and moved to lay next to him.

“Fuuuuuuuuck. That may have just been the best blowjob ever.” He admitted, trying to catch his breath.

“I’m glad you liked it. That was definitely something.” You said with a chuckle as you kissed him.

“Now I want to return the favor.” He said as he kissed you, and then crawled down towards your crotch.

“No, it’s ok, you really don’t have to.”

“Hush love, let me please you.” He said as he tugged at your underwear. You lifted your butt so he could take it off.

“I honestly never expected you to use such cute nicknames for your bed partners.”

“Normally I don’t. But I feel like what we have is special. And I want to let you know that I like you. Really like you.”

“T-thanks… I like you to.” You said as your face heated up.

“Now, where was I? Oh yes. Right… here.” He said as he gently rubbed your clit.

“A-ah… Please, too sensitive!”

“Sensitive huh? In that case, I will do everything in my power to give you the high you deserve.”

He gently licked your sex at first, testing to see what reactions he could get out of you. When he noticed your moans, he decided to give you more. He took your clit into his mouth and circled his tongue around it.

“Ah shit… So good!” You moaned as your hands found his hair and pulled it.

“I’ve only just begun and you’re a mess already?”

“It’s been a while since my last time. Also I’m drunk, that helps too.” You giggled.

“Is that so? Lay back and relax.” Noiz said as he licked a long stripe up your folds.

He then started eating you out like you’ve never experienced before, occasionally dipping his tongue into your core. He was being gentle, yet rough at the same time and you absolutely loved it, whatever he was doing.

“Oh fuck! Oh god! I’m close already!” You moaned out loud way too soon in your opinion. You didn’t want to finish yet but you felt like you couldn’t hold this one back.

He licked your clit and pumped his fingers into your core.

“Then cum for me. Cum for me darling.” He purred.

And that was your undoing. With a loud moan, you came. He kept moving his fingers until you rode out your orgasm. He then licked them clean and laid next to you.

“Need to… Catch my breath…” You managed to bring out as you tried to steady your breathing.

“That’s ok liebling, we have all night.” He chuckled as he wrapped an arm around you and kissed your cheek.

“Fuck I needed this…”

“We’re not done yet. Not if you want to, at least.”

“Oh I am definitely up for more.” You purred as you sat up, reaching for his dick.

“H-hey, what are you doing?!”

“Getting you hard again for round 2, silly.” You answered as you slowly started pumping his length.

“F-fuck. You’re feisty.”

“You think this is feisty?” You leaned over and whispered into his ear: “watch how feisty I can get once you’re inside of me.”

That actually made him blush. Cute… You thought. You moved your mouth towards his and kissed him, letting him know that you were enjoying your time together.

“That’s enough.” He growled as he pushed you onto your back.

He spread your legs and moved in between them.

“You got a condom?” He asked. He was definitely not prepared to hear pregnancy news.

“No but I’m on the pill, so it will be ok.” You purred as you wrapped your legs around his waist, and pulling his face closer to yours by grabbing onto his hair.

“Alright then. Let me feel you~” He whispered as he slowly started pushing into you.

“A-ahn~ those piercings feel so damn good.” You mewled as you pulled his face even closer, and kissed him.

“So I’ve been told.” He chuckled in between kisses.

He started moving slowly at first, slowly and passionately. He held onto your hips as if they were the only thing keeping him from pounding into you. He was gonna take it slow for now, and let you enjoy yourself. When you moaned in frustration, he took that as a signal to start moving faster, which he did. He moved his face towards your neck and started sucking and biting this particular spot right under your ear, which was apparently very sensitive. As he thrusted into you over and over, you felt those piercings rubbing your walls, and that honestly made you see stars.

“Fuck those piercings really do feel good. A-ah! More!” You cried out.

“I’m not sure I can hold back anymore if you moan like that honey.”

“Then don’t damnit! Give me all you got!”

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” He whispered into your ear, as he snaked his hands around your back and pulled you closer to him.

He liked holding you close as he fucked you, made him feel connected somehow. Connected in a way he has never felt with anyone before in his life. Sure, he had sex before, but this felt completely different. A frustrated moan awakened him from his thoughts.

“H-hey, why did you stop?” You asked with a pout.

“Oh, sorry… I was just thinking… I’ve never felt like this with anyone before. I mean I had sex before, but this doesn’t feel the same. This feels more… Intimate in a way.” He admitted as a blush crept up his cheeks, and he smiled. His beautiful green eyes smiled along with him.

You hadn’t seen him smile like that before. You could tell he was being genuine.

“Don’t worry. After tonight, how could I possibly leave your side?” You smiled at him as well, and kissed him as your hands found his hair.

“Are you sure? I mean, you’re drunk now, and so am I, clearly. But will it be the same tomorrow morning?”

“Hey, I’m not like that. Yeah I’m drunk but that doesn’t mean I’ll just kick you out after a good night of fun.”

“You really mean that?”

At this point it looked as if he was about to cry. This must all be very new for him, having someone really care about him this way. He honestly looked like a lost puppy. What a mood twist this was, but you were gonna let him relax before you continued. Now it was your time to comfort him.

“Hey, look at me. After getting to know you, I know I like you. The good sex is just an added bonus. I promise.” You said with a chuckle as you kissed him again. “Now can we please keep going? I really fucking enjoyed it so far and I want more.”

“S-sure. At this point I’m not sure what I will do from now on.” Noiz answered as he hid his face into your neck, mostly to hide his blush, but also because he wanted to bite your neck some more.

“That’s ok, as long as you keep going.” You giggled as you kissed his neck, and bit him right underneath his ear. A moan was all the response you needed. He definitely liked that so you did it some more.

As he started moving again, it felt different this time. It wasn’t at the same pace as before, but you felt like something changed. You just couldn’t quite put your finger on it. He held you as close as he possibly could, whispering sweet nothings into your ear, along with “I love you” a few times. You replied with “I love you too” as often as you could, considering you were trying to keep it together as he picked up the pace again. You kept biting his neck some more, and your nails found his back, leaving deep scratch marks there. That made him moan even louder. You chuckled between your moans as you kissed him. This kiss felt even better than the passionate one you had before.

“More, please…” You moaned as he kissed your neck for the umpteenth time that night.

“Your wish is my desire, liebling~” He purred as he basically started pounding into you at this point.

You couldn’t contain your moans anymore, you were sure your neighbors could hear. But you didn’t care. All you wanted was for this night to never end. As if it couldn’t get better, his hand snaked in between you two and he started rubbing your clit for added friction. There was no way you could hold back the orgasm that rushed towards you at this pace.

“S-shit, if you keep doing that… Noiz I’m so close!”

“Me too Y/N. Fuck. Cum for me.”

“I can’t hold it- oh god!”

“Then let go, cum with me.” He purred into your ear.

As you came, everything turned white. Your eyes rolled back into your head as you shook uncontrollably. You nails dug into his skin and you could feel him filling you up. After a little while, all senses seemed to return to normal. You did your best to catch your breath but it took you a while. He fell down next to you, doing his best to catch his breath as well.

You two just laid there for a bit. You put your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. After a little bit, you struggled to get up. You pouted.

“Hey, where are you going? I was enjoying having you here with me.”

“Sorry, I have to pee. Alcohol ya know.”

You went over to the bathroom and went to the toilet. After you did your business you took a wet washcloth and cleaned yourself down there after you splashed your face with water. You returned to the bedroom with a satisfied feeling. Also the tiredness was starting to hit you. You plopped down next to him and covered the both of you with your blanket. You crawled closer to him, and held him as close as you possibly could. He kissed your forehead, then your nose, and then your lips.

“I love you, Y/N. After tonight, I’m sure. And I honestly never thought I could ever love someone after everything that happened in my life.”

“It all went so fast tonight. It almost feels like it all happened in a flash. It was one of the most hectic nights ever, but I fucking loved every second of it.” You admitted.

“Me too. Let’s get some sleep, shall we?” He asked as he kissed you again.

“Mmm sounds like a good plan.” You answered as you could feel sleep already taking you over.

As you listened to the sound of his breath, you slowly drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, you were awakened by a coil going off. It wasn’t yours, so it had to be his. With a frustrated groan he reached for it and answered. Apparently he was needed or business somewhere in town. With a sad sigh, he hung up. You turned around and wrapped your arms around him.

“You have to go already?” You asked with a pout.

“I technically have to, but I really don’t want to. You know what? I’m cancelling. I’m staying here with you. Uh, if that’s ok with you of course.”

“Are you kidding me? After last night? How could I not want you here?” You said as you got out of bed and put on some clean underwear. “Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere, just putting on underwear.”

You plopped down on your bed again, wrapping an arm around him. Noiz called back his colleague and let him know that he couldn’t make it today. A white lie, sure, but he really didn’t want to go. He knew they could handle whatever had to be done by themselves. With a smile, he hung up again.

You kissed him as he rolled you on top of him.

“Don’t do that, you know I’m afraid I’ll crush you.”

“Trust me, I can handle it. Besides, I think I like having a girlfriend with some more curves.” He said as his hands went lower towards your ass, and gave it a hard squeeze.

“H-hey, what do you think you’re doing?!” You asked with a faked shock on your face.

“Isn’t it obvious?” He answered with a smirk on his face.

You took his hands into yours and placed them beside him. You got up and reached out your hand to him.

“Let’s get some breakfast.”

“Hmm, sounds good.” He said as he took your hand and let you lift him out of bed. He put on his underwear and followed you downstairs.

The rest of the day you two just lazed around, kissed, hugged… And you fucked again somewhere in the early afternoon. The second time felt even more intimate than the first one. And after that time, you knew for sure: you would not leave his side. He was a freak (then again, you considered yourself anything but normal as well), but you loved him. As the two of you laid on your backs, sweaty and satisfied, you couldn’t stop thinking about how much you had grown to love this man is such a short time. You wrapped your arms around him and pulled him close. With a smile on your face, you drifted off to sleep again.

“I love you…” You whispered as you kissed him softly.

“I love you too, Y/N.” you could faintly hear as sleep took you over. And you fell asleep happier than ever.

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Bunny Breeding Season (Aoba Seragaki x Noiz / 1/? Smut/ )

Tags: Noiz/Aoba Seragaki, Pornstar au, Camboy au, Bottom Aoba Seragaki, Top Noiz, Sex Toys, Vibrators, Nipple Play, Anal, Anal Fingering, Pet Play?, Intercural Sex, Dry humping, Pillow Fucking, Gay, Smut, Fluff, House-husband Aoba rights, 1.6K words.

Aoba was content living with Noiz on his income. It was a condition Noiz made on them moving in together, that Aoba would be a sort of house-husband. It was mainly because Aoba was good at chores and Noiz hated doing them. Though Aoba didn't mind.

Either way Aoba hadn't accounted for his fun money. If he wanted to buy anything it would go through Noiz or he'd have to tell Noiz about the purchase or he'd have to ask him for fun money and he didn't want to feel like a full-time sugar baby.

He wanted to keep Noiz' wishes though and getting part-time work would leave him too tired for house chores. One night Noiz had a deal to make and he was out all morning gathering info so Aoba was alone.

He thought it'd be fun to watch some porn. It has been a while since he's done that but every guy wants to rub one out every now and then. Either way with a video open and dick in his hand he felt less lonely.

That was his cycle, if he missed Noiz he'd start watching porn. It felt good and it's not like Noiz would judge him if he found out.

Though sometimes he did wonder, what would it feel like to be the actor in these videos? Would it make him excited? Scared? Disturbed? That's when the idea hit him. A way to make money from home.

One of the nights when Noiz wasn't coming home Aoba pulled out some of his old equipment. A ring light and a hidden box of his toys. Aoba was too embarrassed to admit it but he did play with himself often when he was single.

Now though he had Noiz and both of them were at the ripe age of having loud, passionate sex every other day.

Aoba threw on a black face-mask and lined up his bangs to cover his eyes somewhat. He also put on a set of bunny ears.

Aoba bought the ears on an off chance of wearing them to tease Noiz since the man had a bunny motif and he wanted to see what Noiz would think. Safe to say he did enjoy teasing Aoba about it that night.

He turns his phone on to record, his heart beat as he ran a hand down his body. He has to get it up if he wants to make it successful so he reaches over to the toys he layed out for himself, he grabs a bottle of lube and a small vibrator, showing the toy to the camera. He removes his shirt slowly, and reaches for the vibrator again, tracing it in circles around his nipple, his hand idly playing with the other. Aoba was always a vocal one, so it works to his advantage when he starts moaning.

He hates how easy he is to excite. Sometimes it doesn't take more than a passionate tongue kiss to make Aoba get fully hard. He was a sensitive man, and that was fine, only made his job easier.

Aoba's head spun, he tried to constrict his voice and make himself sound less...loud? Whore-ish? He heard it from Noiz before, funnily enough he did get told once that he sounded like a pornstar, exaggerating their moans to sound like they're into it. He wasn't faking his sounds, but he did sound like that, so he should use it to his full potential.

He turned the toy off and tried to — as sexily as possible — remove his jeans and switch his position so he was sitting with his legs spread to the camera, showing off his dick and ass to the camera he had on a white thong which matched his ears. It made him look cuter.

He opened the bottle of lube, the cap clicked and the liquid poured, cold, over his fingers. He whimpered as he pressed the coldness to his tight hole. Pushing one digit inside slowly. He didn't wait a second before moving the digit. He was good at barring the pain, he liked it.

Him and Noiz both have a pain kink so he's used to Noiz rushing the process of opening him up. A second finger joined him inside. He moaned once again at the stretch and Aoba knew he was getting impatient. It's only right to make sure he's well prepped but just like in his sex he wants to get pounded into oblivion till he's losing his mind.

Aoba's fingers left him and grabbed the lube again, pouring it over the vibrator. He coats it generously before pushing it inside and putting the setting to its highest. Aoba breaks into a sea of sobs and whimpers. It feels so good.

He can't imagine how he looks on the video, surely he's not as erotic as the shit he's seen but maybe people will want to get off to him? Is that even a good thing? Having old, single men stroke their dicks to his pretty fucked out body?

Shit...Aoba felt his dick twitch at that idea. Having a physical audience of gross men wanting their dicks sucked by him as he gets passed around. Aoba's legs shake with excitement, he wants that so bad now.

He grabs Noiz' pillow, placing it between his jittery legs and humping it, pushing the vibrator against his best spot. Though each time it misses, and Aoba's left with tears in his eyes, he wants release, his neglected cock drips with pre as he humps the clean fabric.

He didn't think too much about the bunny ears but now it really does seem like he is a bunny. Humping the pillow like a mate, desperate to have its needs met.

Aoba bends forward; rubbing his dick on the pillow, fucking into it. All of this stimulates his senses, it feels like he's going to explode. His dick is dripping wet and excited as he gets closer and closer. The vibrator pushed into him.

He can see himself in his camera, his eyes are big and teary, his hair is moved out from his face, his body glistens with sweat. He looks cute, adorable, fuckable.

He bends forward fully, pushing the toy in further with his finger. The toy presses up against his g spot, and everything comes crashing. Aoba's body convulses, his moans become frantic, his dick twitched with release as his cum steadily pumped out. His breath was ragged and blocked by the mask. Aoba turns the toy off quickly, and pulls it out, tossing it on the bed.

Aoba looked up at the camera, his teary eyes shining in the reflection. He leaned back, sitting up and staring at the mess on the pillow. It was covered in his jizz and a part of him wanted to lean down and lick it up. Maybe he liked the idea of being a messy little bunny that likes to be covered in cum a little too much. He gets a fingerful of it on his finger and pulls his mask forward. His finger disappears behind it and soon appears back out clean. He didn’t like the taste of his own cum, but the idea of eating it and being desperate enough to do so was hot, especially when watching others do it. 

Aoba stopped the video, it was a good ten minutes of content, and he would probably ask Noiz for more when he got home. Scratch that, Noiz seeing his pillow covered in cum stains was enough for Aoba to get his ass bent over a table and fucked till he passed out. Maybe some impact play as well so he really got the message he fucked up.

He wasn’t planning to hump Noiz’ pillow, but it was there and it smelled like him, and it helped with fucking himself so he used it. He needed to shower and change the pillow case. Aoba shuffled off the bed with a grunt, He turned the ring light off and took his phone off the stand, plugging it into his laptop to let the video process. 

Aoba feels fatigued so he wants the shower to be quick. Just going in, cleaning off the sweat and cum and going back. He takes off the ears and mask, throwing his hair in a shower cap as bobbles hurt his head. The warm water relaxes his muscles when it finally hits his shoulders. He sighs in relief…

…When Aoba exits the shower he can hear moaning from the bedroom, his own. He supposes that his video started playing itself after uploading to the computer. It feels odd to hear his own moans but he tries to drown them out as he drys off. He mentally curses himself out for not grabbing clothes but he supposes streaking around his own home is acceptable. 

He walks back to the bedroom with the ears and mask in hand, being greeted with the sight of Noiz sitting at his desk, watching the video with intrigued eyes. The blond stops the video and turns to Aoba, looking him in the eyes.

“Mind explaining?” he says in a harsh tone. Aoba panics, he wasn’t ready to tell Noiz about his idea, well he had to though, right? Is it cheating to make porn when you’re in a relationship? Aoba panics as he looks at Noiz.

“I- I was just…making a video…for you” he lies, worried that Noiz might be mad at him for planning to put that on the internet.

“Ehr. You wouldn’t cover your face if it was for me.” Shit, Noiz was smart. He knew that but why now did he have to be smart?

“I..I…I was making..porn” he mutters, dropping the items in his hands to the floor, bringing his hands to his face, his eyes spilling like a fountain, he was scared, what if Noiz got mad at him? Surely, he would be. Aoba hated himself for this idea so much. His tears rolled out faster than any he's shed before, he didn't want to lose Noiz.

“Why are you crying?” Noiz says with a look of concern that Aoba can't see, standing up from the seat and walking over to Aoba; he pulls the boy into a comforting hug, kissing the top of his head.

“I don’t mind if you want to film porn, that’s your choice. I just want you to tell me these things.” Noiz clears up, removing Aoba’s hands from his face and pulling his chin up to look at him.

“R- really?” Aoba murmurs, a shakey sigh of relief escaping his mouth.

“Yeah, it’s fine with me, baby, if you want help I’m happy helping.” Aoba looks a little shocked at that but nods happily.

“Yeah, hm, thank you” Noiz kisses him softly once before wiping away Aoba’s tears.

“But, I would like you to make up for your mess” he says more sternly this time. Aha…Aoba already forgot about his pillow…

[silent-partner-412]

also now that i’ve beaten it i am wondering why so many people seem to talk about dmmd in like. war flashbacks?? the game has overwhelmingly positive reviews on steam and i just beat it and it was unironically pretty good, had issues but i mostly liked it. but it passing people talk about it like they were in the trenches years ago when it was new lol i don’t really get it

[thebestofoneshots]

tastes | Marauders x Reader

Pairing: J.P. x S.B. x R.L x Female Reader

Word Count: 5.3k

Warnings: Smut, finger fucкing, oral (male receiving), P in V, lots of praise (especially from Remus), Sirius gets all the love he deserves, consent is sexy, lusty!boys, сreаm piе, they literally can't take their eyes off you.

Prompt: Inspired by the sense of taste. Reader has a very strong gag reflex, so the boys have never asked you to blow them, and you love them for it. But today, you want to taste them.

tastes is part of The Five Senses: an anthology series where each chapter will be a stand-alone story, inspired by the different ways we have of perceiving the world around us.

18+ readers only (smut under the cut)

Cum Feel The Noize

You had always had pretty strong gag reflex, just brushing your tongue while you brushed your teeth made you want to puкe sometimes, it wasn’t ideal, but it was what you were born with so you settled. 

The boys knew, you’d been friends with them long before you started dating, and you had been pretty vocal about it, really, you were just so comfortable with them around that you didn’t mind talking about those things.

“What about sucking a dicк?” Sirius asked, half teasingly, half because he’d been genuinenly curious. He got elbowed by James after asking, but you just laughed.   

“Nah, it’s fine,” you told James dismissively “In truth, I’ve never done that.” 

“Never, ever? Not even the tip?” Asked James impressed, now curious as well. You shook your head as an answer.

“Not even when you dated that stupid Harland boy?” asked Remus. They all hated Harland because they all liked you, even then, a few months before you started all dating each other.

“Harland?” you asked in disbelief “Hell no! He asked a couple of times but, I just couldn’t do it,” you admitted “I really didn’t want to puкe all over his dicк.” 

“Understandable,” Remus nodded. 

“Yeah, you’d think. That’s why we broke up tho.” 

“What? Shut up!” James said, almost standing straigther.

“No, it’s true!” you said with a nod “He said there were plenty other girls in the market, and that most of them would die just to get the chance to suck him off.”

“And what did you tell him?” Sirius asked. 

“To fuck off,” you said with a laugh “didn’t even like him that much anyway,” you said with a sight, “But he’s so petty, he asked me to go see him in one of the abandoned classrooms to give me back some of my stuff, but he had just gotten a girl to blow him there. So when I arrived–” 

James gasped, he had his mouth open wide, completely shocked.

“–Poor girl, she was so embarrassed ‘cause she thought we were still dating. Which in hindsight, probably makes is worse. Anyway, he tried to go after me and jinxed him.” 

“We thought you stopped dating because he moved away.” 

“Nope, he moved away because the girl told all her friends about it and gave him the worst reputation.” 

Fast forward to now, you had been dating them for almost a year, and they had, never once, asked you to suck them off, not even by accident, which only made you love them even more, making you realize they truly listened, the difference abysmal between them and Harland, who’d asked hundreds of times, and your boys, who actually cared about you and your limits. And since they also had each other to have fun with it, neither of them missed out on getting blowjobs all that often either. Benefits of being in a poly relationship. 

But the boys were always so caring, and so giving, both in and outside of the bedroom, that you really wanted to give back to them. In fact, seeing the way James sucked Remus once, made you want to test it yourself, mouth watering at the thought. You had done your research too, asked your friends about their techniques and paid a lot more attention when they were doing each other, making mental notes of the things they clearly liked and the things they didn’t. For the first time in your life, you actually wanted to try. 

So, on Sirius’ birthday, you thought it’d be your chance. The boy had asked Peter for the room and he happily left the three of them to do their thing while going to bunk with his own girlfriend. Remus had been the one to pick you up at your room with the invisibility cloak that day. 

“You ready luv?” he asked tenderly when you got out of your room, quickly enveloping you in the cloak as he stood behind you.

“Very ready,” you said with a little smirk, which had Remus raise one of his eyebrows. Did you plan something? That’s definitely your “I’ve planned something” tone.

He dipped his head in the crook of your neck and gave it a short whiff “You’re wearing Sirius’ favourite perfume,” he mouthed, you could feel his lips brushing against your skin, already sending warmth to your core. “What else?” 

 You smiled mischievously “Nothing else,” you admitted. 

A rush of blood went straight to his cock when he heard you say that so confidently, and he finally peaked from his spot in your neck, looking through the thin white shirt you were wearing, he could see your nipple perking underneath the fabric, marking it ever so slightly. “Fuck, dove you’re such a tease.” 

You shrugged, turning to press a kiss to his cheek, realizing how blown out his pupils were already, “You know how much Sirius loves it.” 

He slid his hands under your skirt, only feeling the outside of your tight, all the way to your waist, as if trying to feel if you really had nothing underneath at the bottom. “Yeah, he’s not the only one,” he grunted, digging his digits a little, just below your pelvis. You pressed yourself to him a little more, realizing he was already getting turned on, even from such a short interaction, which only fueled you even more, turning completely around you wrapped your fingers on his neck and brought him down for a kiss. He complied, pushing you against a nearby wall as he kissed back, hands still extended above his head to keep the cloak covering the two of you. When you finally separated, you were both panting, his lips were already pink from the stimulation, and he brought one of his hands down to accommodate his pants, they were already making him uncomfortable. 

“Come on handsome,” you told him with a smile, butting your bottom lip for a mere second and pulling at his bicep ever so slightly, “Why don’t we continue the party inside?” 

When you arrived at their room, Sirius was on his bed, sketching something in his notebook while James was setting up the record player. After all the initial plan had been to just chill and listen to music together. But you all knew that wasn’t going to be the end of the story from the moment the suggestion left Remus’ lips. 

You went straight to Siri, pressing a chaste kiss over his mouth as you laid down next to him “Happy birthday Puppy!” 

“That’s like the 10th time today you say that,” James teased. 

“It’s probably just an excuse to snog him,” added Remus. 

You shrugged and leaned in again, pressing another short kiss to Sirius’ soft lips “Happy birthday,” you whispered again. 

Sirius just smiled, he loved when you showered him with attention, he had always had a knack for being the center of it, but when he was the center of yours, it made him soar, “You can snog me without wishing me happy birthday kitten, in fact, you can snog me whenever the hell you want.” 

You laughed at the suggestive little smirk he made and searched with your hand to grab his. Sirius would definitely go crazy with how much attention you were all about to give him. He leaned in a little closer, dipping his head in the crook of your neck as he turned  “You smell nice,” he whispered. 

James almost jumped to the bed, placing the top half of his body over the bottom half of yours, his head looking at you from above your belly, “Don’t act like we aren’t in the room,” he said with a pout, placing a hand over your bare leg. 

“We weren’t,” Sirius said, still from the crook of your neck “We were just giving you a show,” he added in the end, you could feel the smirk in his tone. Remus laughed, still standing in the middle of the room as he took off his sweater, passing it over his head, slowly, Remus was the most patient of the three; unless you were close to the moon.

You took a deep breath, feeling James’ forearm press against your belly as you did, he leaned down over them and noticed. “You’re not wearing a bra today,” he said as he raised just the edge of your shirt to get a peak. 

“And it’s not the only thing I didn’t put on,” you said teasingly. 

Sirius turned to you shocked “Shut up.” 

“Why don’t you see it for yourself,” you said with a smirk. Sirius didn’t think twice as he dipped his hand under your skirt. Unlike Remus, he went straight to your slick, feeling how wet you already were. 

“Bloody hell kitten, you’re soaked,” he said, now his own eyes blown out in lust “Wait, why are you so…?” he turned to Remus, who just shrugged in response, a cheeky smile playing on his face. He narrowed his eyes at him and turned back to you, “fine then… my turn,” he said, lightly pushing James off you as he grabbed you by the waist and placed you on top of him, you were now straddling him, each leg to the side of his. The friction of his pants in your core, only making you all the more turned on, you ground yourself against him, which had him moan, if ever so lightly. James had placed one hand over your tight as he moved to kiss Sirius’ neck. Today was his day, after all. 

You smiled, slowly grinding yourself against the boy one more time before leaning in to kiss him on the lips. Remus was sitting on the bed beside yours, lousily looking at the three of you as he patted himself. After a couple more kisses, you reached your hand under Sirius’ shirt, and both you and James pulled Sirius on a sitting position so you could completely remove it, gently passing it over his head. James didn’t leave him lay back down though, he pressed himself behind him to gain better access to his neck instead. 

You smiled, still kissing Sirius as you fumbled your fingers over the button of his trousers. “Someone’s thirsty,” he teased. 

“You wouldn’t know how much,” you whispered enigmatically. There it is again, Remus thought, she’s onto something. With the help of James, you managed to remove Sirius’ pants too. Playing with the hem of his trousers as you continued to grind onto his leg. Now it was your turn, moving in tandem with James, the two of you managed to lay Sirius back, over James’ chest, who rubbed soft circles on his arms as he watched you grind onto his boyfriend. Sirius was malleable, in fact, at this point, he would let you do whatever the hell you wanted with him, he wasn’t sure he was even still on earth. 

Finally, you pulled his boxers down, pulling back just a little when his thick cock sprang out, pressing against his stomach from the force of the release. You licked your lips but stood back straight, taking your time to throw the boxers somewhere. Remus smiled, you were being fast tonight, maybe he’ll get his turn faster than– 

He lost his train of thought, you had dropped kisses all over Sirius’ stomach and your face was dangerously close to his cock. It wasn’t unusual that you played and rubbed their cocks with your hands, but you usually kept your head a little further away from them. 

He almost completely lost it when he noticed you playing with Sirius’ tights, pressing kisses against them as you spread them a little with your hands. That was a move he knew all too well, he’d done it several times. Finally, when you leaned down and pressed your lips against Sirius’ cock, it was he who jumped out of James’ grasp, Remus crossing the distance that there was in between the two of you with two long strides. 

“Kitten what are you–” Sirius asked, his throat dry. 

“–what do you think?” you said, motioning to his cock. 

“But your gag reflex sweetheart,” James said, he was peering through Sirius’ shoulders. 

Your heart warmth at the boys’ concern, “I wanna try,” you added. 

“Are you sure? You don’t have to do it… If you feel pressured into it because it’s my birthday then–” 

“–It’s not that,” you cut him off “I want to try.”  

“Are you very sure luv?” Remus asked, he had leaned down near the bed to level his head with yours. 

You nodded “Positive.” 

“Sirius can be a little desperate sometimes,” James added “We can help you hold him in place so he doesn’t accidentally jerk too hard into your throat, How does that sound?” 

You peered to look at him through your lashes, Sirius thought you’d never looked more stunning “If Sirius is all right with that.” 

The boy in question nodded excitedly, and James leaned a little to the side, pressing one of his legs, while Remus held him from the other side. 

“We’re ready,” Remus said with a short nod. 

You nodded in response, taking a deep breath, and leaned back down pressing little kisses on Sirius’ soft abdomen before placing your hand over his balls. You’d seen James do it, and Sirius seemed to like it when he did. 

Judging by the way he moaned, he also enjoyed it when you did. After kneading them a little more, and rubbing circles over his tight with your other hand, you placed your hand around his cock, pumping it a couple of times before finally leaning down, placing a light kiss over his tip. The sound Sirius emitted was so sinful, you felt your arousal dripping from your cunt. 

James had moved over the bed, one hand still over Sirius’ leg, the other on his cock, he was watching mouth dry as you leaned down on Sirius. He had only dreamed of you doing such a thing, never daring to ask for it. 

You took a deep breath, and went for a long lick, all the way from shaft to the end. Remus smirked, such a tease, he thought. 

Sirius moaned again, head plopping back into the pillows James had placed when he moved to the side.

Remus hummed “Stop teasing him so much sweetheart,” he said as he placed a hand on the side of Sirius’ face, brushing lightly from his temple to his neck all the while looking tenderly at the boy, “He might just combust in flames if you keep it up.” 

You stroked Sirius one more time, brushing your thumb over his tip the way you knew he liked so much and then you leaned down again, this time wrapping your mouth around his tip. You didn’t go down too deep at first, only really staying around the tip, making sure to test how much you could actually fit into your mouth without it getting uncomfortable. 

You started moving your tongue around his tip, nipping and teasing. Another moan escaped from Sirius’ mouth, James didn’t know where to look as he touched himself, either at you or Sirius’ pleasure-driven face. At some point, you felt a slight buckle of Sirius’ hips, or at least an attempt of it, since both James and Remus had managed to restrain him from moving too much. 

“Please,” he begged. You knew exactly what he wanted. When he got all whinny like that, it was because he wanted you to pick up the pace, either by stroking him faster or bobbing your hips up and down his length. You squeezed slightly with your hand since you knew how much he liked it when you clenched your “tight little pussy” around him. And finally, you started to bob your head up and down, slowly, taking in very little of him in your mouth at first. Testing the waters.

Sirius emitted the kind of groan you only heard of him when he was so deep into you, he couldn’t think of anything else. You then felt Remus’ hand, the one he wasn’t using to hold Sirius’s hip, moving under your skirt. Slowly moving up until he reached the tender flesh of the inside of your tight. And then he went further up, tracing your slit with his long finger. 

“Fuck,” he whispered, “Pads, if you could feel how wet she is at this point… she’s practically dripping.”

Remus knew exactly what he was doing, Sirius was as much into physical pleasure as emotional, much like you were, and Remus was well aware knowing such a thing would set his boyfriend on fire, he wasn’t wrong, you could feel his hips trying to buckle into your mouth again, only to be stopped by the boys’ strong hands.  

Remus did not remove his hand either, he kept playing around your slit, slowly parting with two fingers as you perked your ass just a bit more for easier access, which just had him grin. You moaned when he placed one of his fingers over your clit and started rubbing, Remus had the most confident grip when it came to finger fucking you, and he always delivered. 

You started taking in a bit more of Sirius, forcing yourself a little over what you’d consider your comfort zone. Every moan his noises and Remus’ hands pulled from you, reverberating across his cock and bringing him closer. 

“Sweethea… aaaah, fuck.” Sirius was trying to tell you something, but the way his moans sounded, you knew exactly what he wanted to say. 

Regardless, it was James who took his hand away from his own cock and bought it to caress your back, “Kitten…” he said softly, you eyed him, not stopping the way you moved your mouth around Sirius, which almost got him to lose his train of thought, “Kitten, Sirius is about to come,” he informed. 

You hummed in response, being aware of it already. You knew. Finally, that brought Remus back into the conversation “Wait, luv, does that mean you’re going to…” you hummed again. 

“fuck,” you heard him whisper. She’s gonna swallow, he thought, not being able to keep his eyes off you. 

Sirius was just as impressed, even if he wasn’t thinking much at this point, he had brought his hand down, and he toyed with your hair before settling it just over the back of your neck, he wasn’t pushing though, he was rubbing soft circles with his thumb, even amongst all the madness you’d brought to him, he was still thinking of your comfort. 

You drove your head up and down three more times, and then you felt it, warm and a little salty, spurring into your mouth. And as you had planned you swallowed it all, helping Sirius ride through his orgasm by still bobbing your head a couple of times. 

“It’s ok sweetheart,” you heard James, he still had his hand on your back “He’s done, you can stop.” 

You did, slowly taking your mouth out and letting your head fall over Sirius’ belly, making sure to keep your ass up so Remus wouldn’t stop toying with your pussy, which he wasn’t planning on either way. Sirius looked at you, breath heavy as he wrapped his hand over your cheek, “That was incredible sweets, and for your first time.” 

You pressed a soft, gentle kiss to his stomach, and then turned your eyes back to him “I’d been observing you…” you said. Being stoped by your own moan as Remus drove a finger inside of you “taking notes of what each of my boys likes best.” 

“fuck you’re so tight,” the boy whispered, only James heard, you and Sirius were too wrapped in your own little bubble. 

“Have you now?” he said with a teasing smile, “you might become the best of the three,” he whispered, it earned him a smack from James, who had been attentively watching the way Remus finger fucked you, imagining how it would look like without the skirt. 

“Next time you beg for me to blow you after a game I’ll tell you to go beg elsewhere,” he teased. Which earned a chuckle from you and Sirius. 

“I want to see,” Sirius added, motioning to Remus’ hand under your skirt. 

“That makes two of us,” James said as he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you into a sitting position, you whined in response, almost crying at the loss of Remus’ expert fingers. 

“It’s ok baby, we’re just gonna reposition,” James cooed, and he started to unbutton your shirt as Remus got on the bed, taking off his shirt in one swift motion before helping James remove yours. The boys moved in tandem, smoothly as if they knew exactly what the other was about to do next, which perhaps they did, since they knew each other so well. Once the shirt was off, you felt the cold air perk your nipples, giving both boys sitting in front of you their own little show. While that was going on, Remus was the one to unbutton and unzip your skirt, lifting you up towards him as James pulled it off. 

Remus placed you in between his legs, enjoying the feeling of the soft bare skin of your back flushing against his torso. He hadn’t yet removed his pants, but you could feel how hard he was under them, so hard it’s gotta be painful.

But Remus had only two moods, either being patient or being desperate; today he was the first one, so when you rocked your hips back, trying to get a reaction, he just held you down “Steady on sweetheart, let us enjoy you first.” 

And they were going to enjoy you, while Remus spread you wide open, carefully passing your feet over his legs so they would stay in position, James had leaned in to spread soft kisses on your neck. All of you facing Sirius, who was just smiling darkly at the sight. 

Remus was slow at first, passing a hand over your inner tight, massaging the soft skin before getting closer to your slit. Even then, he just massaged around it “Remus!” you whined, which only earned him a chuckle. 

“What is it luv?” he asked, playing dumb. 

“Yeah, what is it?” James asked, unlaching his lips from your neck and turning to you, joining the teasing. 

“Please!” you added, grabbing onto Remus’ hand and placing it on your slit. 

Finally, he complied, tracing his strong fingers over your slit, still impossibly wet. James had already moved on to kiss one of your nipples, nipping and teasing the tender skin. Sucking it into peaks before laying it back with his tongue. One of his hands had been placed in the small of your neck, and the other on your other breast, making sure not to let it skip on the fun. 

“How are you three so goddamned beautiful?” you heard Sirius mumble as he enjoyed the view. 

This time around, after toying with your clit once more, Remus placed two fingers inside instead of one, which had you gasp, but he just smiled devilishly as he thrusted them in and out, eliciting one of his favourite sounds in the world, your moans. While lost in bliss, you felt James’ cock brush against your skin, which made you remember how forgotten you had left him tonight, so you reached out and brushed your hand around it, brushing your thumb over the tip a couple of times, earning a couple of moans from him. 

“Yes, please,” he whispered, and you complied, finally starting to stroke him. James did not stop the kissing as you continued to move your hand up and down his length, only moaning your name a couple of times, and squeezing your breast a little tighter when he was close. 

You were just as close, you realized Remus had been not only finger fucking you, but preparing you as well, slowly stretching you out with the help of his two fingers. Remus was big, and without stretching, he just didn’t fit in. And if he was stretching you out, then it meant he knew he’d get your wet little cunt tonight and it only fueled him more and turned you on even more in return. You buckled your hips against his fingers a couple of times, and his pace became faster. Just like your stroking around James’ cock. 

James came first, thrusting into your hand as his cum dripped all over it, finally unlatching himself from your nipples and breathing heavily as he stared dumbly at you and Remus, lips parted and slightly red, just the sight of it made you buckle your hips against Remus’ hand once again. He was about to take his wand to clean your hand with it, when Remus used his free hand to bring it over to his mouth and ran his tongue from your wrist bone to your fingers, licking most James’ cum along, which James swore made his cock twitch again. 

And then Remus turned to you, not slowing down the pace on your pussy, but looking as calm as unbothered as if he were a teacher asking a student for an answer “Do you want to taste him too, sweetheart?” 

You nodded, and he pushed your hand towards your mouth, carefully placing the soft section between your thumb and your wrist right over your lips, it was the only section still covered with James’ cum, and you slowly brought your lips around it, sucking carefully on your hand and letting your lips slowly go back to their place as Remus’ pulled your hand out. James was a little saltier than Sirius, but also relatively sweet.

“fuck… i’m gonna end up getting hard again,” you heard James’ groan, which had Sirius chuckle as he pulled the boy towards him. 

“Come Prongs, enjoy the show with me,” he said with a smile. James leaned in and gave Sirius a short kiss before leaning on his shoulder. 

“All right sweetheart, your turn,” Remus said as he brought his index finger from the other hand to your clit, you leaned your head back on his shoulder, buckling your hips against him with more conviction now that you weren’t distracted by anything else. 

His pace quickened and you moaned and whined under his expert hands “Hmmm… please Rem, I’m about to…” 

“It’s ok baby, be good and come all over my fingers,” he cooed, and you did, harshly pulling your head back as you allowed him to finger fuck you to oblivion. “There we go, such a good girl for me, isn’t that right?” he praised, as he brought his hand, still wet with your slick over to his mouth and sucked sinfully over the two fingers that were inside of you, moaning as he tasted your juices. He then turned back to you again. “Now, are you gonna allow me to fuck that tight little pussy of yours tonight or do you feel too tired already?” 

You wanted nothing more than for Remus to stretch you up just right, so you nodded, head still a little foggy from the high, “Please Remus,” you added for good measure, moving your hips back just to feel him press against you one more time. 

Finally, you moved to the side, allowing the boy to take both his pants and underwear off before he laid down on the bed, Remus knew it was easier for you to be the one to ride him, at least at first –and when he was the first one– since that way you had a little more control over how big he was, and he was always more than happy to let you do it, in fact, he quite enjoyed the way your breast bounced as you bobbed up and down his length. And he knew the boys liked it just as much, so he strategically laid in a way so that they would get a good view of you. 

You slowly straddled him, placing both knees on each side of his hip before rubbing yourself against his cock a couple of times, causing him to moan this time. You were still so fucking wet.

Eventually, you lifted yourself up and lined him with your entrance. He placed both of his hands around your hips, to help hold you up as you slowly pushed yourself down, moaning as you went as deep as you could. Remus had responded to your tightness with a grunt, truth be told he’d been dreaming of it from the moment he went to pick you up. 

You started bobbing up and down his length, slow at first, but picking up that pace as your walls got used to his size. Remus had his hands on your waist, helping you move easily as he started to thrust up into you, reaching the right spot. “fuck… yes,” you said breathily as he continued thrusting.

“So fucking tight,” Remus breathed as he helped you ride him, completely focused on you, on your parted lips, your soft huffs and moans; you were absolutely entrancing in the way you moved your hips on him, “You’re taking me in so well sweetheart…” 

You moaned, and clenched around him, which just caused him to buckle against you even harder. That got you to whimper and you brought both of your palms to lay over his shoulders, to hold yourself better as you continued to rock your hips on the boy, “Baby… if you keep that up I’m not gonna last,” he added, and just to tease him, you clenched again, eliciting a moan from the boy so sinful, it fueled you to keep moving, faster this time around.

“So beautiful, aren’t they Prongs?” you heard Sirius say, almost not quite registering it with the way Remus’ cock trusted into you right after. The other boy hummed in response, not able to take his eyes off the way you were moving. 

When Remus was close, he switched the two of you around, laying you flat on the bed as he brought one of his hands over to your clit, “Be a good girl and come for me one last time sweetheart,” he said as he continued to thrust. Holding back his own orgasm, he wanted to hear you moan his name as he came. 

And after a few more flicks and circles of his thumb, with his pace quickening, you came, “hmm Remus…” you whispered as he continued to thrust inside of you, the way your walls clenched around tipping the boy over the edge, he had hold it back so long, he practically grunted into your ear and spiled inside of you.

Eventually, he pulled back, staring at your pussy as he panted, you knew what he wanted and so you squeezed, allowing the thick white liquid to spill from your inside, dripping from your entrance to the back of your ass. Remus really liked to see the evidence of fucking you, somehow satisfying his most primal desires, or so he’d told you once. 

Remus brought one of his hands back to your cunt, you shivered with the contact since you were still slightly overstimulated, but he didn’t budge, using his middle and index to gather some of your combined juices, he angled his head cockily, “Are you gonna taste me tonight as well sweetheart?” he asked. 

You smiled wickedly, using your elbows to prop yourself up and leaning in towards the boy’s hand, not bothering to answer as you opened your mouth and wrapped it around both of his fingers, making sure to let your lips pull as you slowly hollowed your mouth and pulled yourself back, licking your lips as you completely separated from the boy. Remus had not been expecting that, his cocky demeanour faltering as his mouth dried. Remus was the sweetest of the three. 

A/N: this is the third piece of smut I’ve written so far, and omg this definitely got out of hand. Regardless… I do feel like I’m getting the hang of it. Maybe? A little bit? At least I don’t feel the cringe, anymore. Saying that, I do still stop myself every now and then and wonder “what the hell am I writing?” In a “I’d be burned in the stake for imagining these things” sort of way haha! Either way, I’m having fun, and that’s what matters!

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cw: sub!satoru,public sex, smut,+18,male!reader

satoru gets horny after the mission

"oiii,satoru? where did he go ?"

" as soon as we finished the mission he and y/n just vanished! "

"well,i don't care as long as i can go home now lol bye"

"byee,I'll wait here a bit longer in case they went to the toilet I'm also beat from this mission i need some rest"

"alright, going first then see ya"

"yea see u"

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"H-Heyy slow-ngh d-down fuck~♡"

"satoru? i cant hear you~ what did u say~?"

as soon as u teasingly said that you fastened the pace and your thrusts became harder

"istg you're-ahn d-doing it on purpose w-wait noooo-ahnnn ♡"

"did i hit the spot? hmm~?" saying that while leaning and whispering into his sensitive ear sent shivers down his spine.

"i-i dunno-ohh~ ♡"

"stop acting like a brat and answer me"

you then pushed ur dick as deep as possible in his soaking wet hole which made him moan loud and roll his eyes back trying to process the amount of pleasure you are giving him.

"...ood"

"hmm?"

"i-it f-f-feels good~♡ ur dick feels so fucking good nghh~"

at this point you knew better than anyone that when satoru starts talking like this it means that his mind now is only full by u . ur dick pleasuring him to be exact. you felt him tighten around your cock which means he was on the verge of coming so, like the teasing and mean person you are ,u purposely slowed down the pace .

however to ur surprise satoru couldn't take ur torturing anymore and decided to shamelessly rock his hips back and forth trying to reach his high.

u couldn't help but chuckle a little at the sight in front of u then u went as deep as possible again with only one rough push.

"this is what u want?"

"harder~♡"

"u slutty sorcerer seducing me to this empty toilet right after our mission i guess all u were thinking about was my cock eh"

satoru responded while struggling with each word to form because he was a moaning and a panting mess :"but i-ngh i couldn't help it i suddenly felt super horn-!!!??"

"hello? anyone here? satoru san ? y/n ? did they just leave me and went home?"

right before satoru was about to cum you got interrupted by the other sorcerer that finished the mission with u you were inside the toilet stall so he didnt notice u

satoru whispers to u :"hey what do we do now ?"

even at this moment you couldn't help but look at satoru who was trying to stop his heavy breathing or else he will get caught. looking at his red nape full with your kiss marks made you even harder inside him which made him twitch and give you a glare to stop whatever ur doing

but who can even endure this sexy man in front of him blush reaching his back and ears and that ass that keeps clenching on you because he was about to cum before being interrupted

he turned looking at you with trembling voice :"s-stop it"

"f/n? did u not go home?"

"oh u were here after all i was waiting for u where is satoru san ?"

"u idiot!!w-what ? mmm♡ f-fuck u"

as soon as u told ur friend that u were inside the stall u started to thrust inside satoru making him choke a moan and precum dripping on the stall's door

"oh satoru? hmm i dunno where he is "

saying that while being balls deep inside him while sliding a hand to tease his nipples making it harder for satoru as it is already

suddenly satoru's phone start vibrating inside his pocket

the vibrations made him clench into ur cock so hard as if he was milking u

"huh isn't this satoru's phone? i know his ringtone"

as soon as satoru heared the sorcerer outside the stall the fear of getting caugh turning into pleasure since he wasn't in his right state of mind making him cum all over the door and some got on his underwear at this point it became torture for u as well u put ur hand into his mouth and flushed the toilet to make some noize to cover the last thrusts's sounds into his already wet ass making u cum inside him while biting his nape and covering his mouth to suppress the moans from both of u at this point satoru was coming for the second time but this time he had a dry orgasm since he had already came seconds ago

"haaa- i-ngh i told u to stop fucking me after i come im sensitive fuck-"

"f/n satoru left his phone with me but i think he forgot it and just went home u can go back home too i thing i got a stomachache im not getting out soon *fake crying*"

"omfg lol thats lame ok ok im going home then see u around"

"yea byee"

as soon as he left satoru sat on the toilet trying to cool down after the intense sex u had

"ur unbelievable what if he had found up"

"he wont be able to because he is oblivious af plus stop acting tough u also liked it no? *sliding finger on his lower stomach*"

he just turns his face away and u can see his face red u giggled and said "next time u ask for my cock be ready for the consequences satoru♡"

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Cum On Feel the Noize: Eddie Munson x Reader

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Description: Robin brings you to see Eddie's band play. His performance blows you away, in more ways than one. After the show, you and Eddie have some fun on your own...

Content Warning 18+ Only, Minors DNI: smut, swearing, female reader, fingering, praise/degradation, alcohol use, smoking, public sex, unprotected sex

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Cum On Feel the Noize

"So, what do you think? You wanna go to this tonight?" Robin says as she shoves a bright orange flier in your face. You take it from her grasp, looking it over. It reads: Corroded Coffin at the Hideout. 8pm 2nite. $5 cover. Be there, or fuck off! It also has some crudely drawn bats, skulls, and devils all around the border. A metal band. Great.

"You're sure this is how we should spend a perfectly good Saturday night? What happened to rewatching Sixteen Candles and stuffing our lonely faces?" You ask her. It's been your long-standing tradition every weekend to stick together in your singleness and lust over John Hughes characters.

"Yes! I think we need some variety in our friendship activities! Plus, the lead singer/guitarist is super cute. At least, for you he is. I'm still working on Vicki." She rubs her neck shyly at the last part. You take a moment to contemplate this idea. But all you come up with is more questions.

"Do you know him? Do I know him? And how cute are we talking?" You can't help but be a bit intrigued with whoever this mystery metalhead is that Robin wants to set you up with.

"His name is Eddie. He's really cool, I met him a while back and he's friends with a lot of my friends. And he's got long hair, tattoos, and he wears this nice, um, jean jacket." Your eyes go wide as Robin describes the man. You think you know exactly who she's talking about.

"You are NOT talking about Eddie Munson, are you? That creep, really? The one that always made a scene in the cafeteria? The DRUG DEALER? You think that's my type?" You toss the flier to the side, and cross your arms in defiance. You are sure there's nothing she can say to convince you to go to that stupid show to see that stupid band with that stupid man in it.

"Yes, I mean that Eddie. But he's not what you think! He's nice, and kind, and he's been a good friend to all of us. I can introduce you, and I swear you'll hit it off! It's guaranteed to happen! And besides, I've already told him we'd go and that he can talk to you and-" Robin explains herself, her words coming out in a manic fashion. You cut her off, you know she wouldn't babble on this way if she didn't fully believe in what she was saying.

"FINE! I'll go, dammit! Just shut up already! And there are NO promises that I won't smack him if he steps out of line!" You shout, crossing your arms stubbornly.

“Okay.” She nods in quiet agreement. 

"So, what the fuck does one wear to one of these things?" You ask as you go over to your closet. You and Robin spend the next couple hours perfecting your look. Teased hair, red lips, smudged eyeliner, check. Fishnets, a torn t-shirt, and a just-a-bit-too-short denim skirt, check. You debate on wearing heels as well, but decide on Converse as you'll be standing for a considerable amount of time. You want to potentially draw Eddie's attention, but you aren't going to wreck your feet for him. He has to prove himself worthy first.

Robin drives you both to the Hideout, a seedy little music venue on the edge of Hawkins. Old brick, holes in the roof, and a secondhand sound system, all pasted together by posters of rock shows past. Charming, you think to yourself as Robin puts the car in park. You both exit the vehicle, hearing the band has already begun their set. Robin curses you both being late. Oh well, this way Eddie can take notice of your arrival. You walk inside, giving the bulging man at the door the $5 cover. You make your way past some drunks clad in leather. You go to buy a couple beers at the bar, thankfully it's served in the bottle. You shudder to think what drinking from the glasses in this place might do to you. You pay, grab the bottles, and meet Robin at the back of the crowd. You hand her a one, which she quickly takes a swig of.

You both squish your way through sweating bodies and hairspray fumes, until you're smack dab in front of the stage. It's here that you see him in all his glory. And he's so much cuter than you remembered. The hair, the tats, the tight jeans and t-shirt. It worked so well on him back then, as much as you hate to admit it. And it sure as fuck works really well for him now. Robin was right, this was a good idea. He has yet to take notice of you, though.

Eddie's POV

You’ve taken small moments during the beginning of the set to search the crowd for Robin, and for Y/N. You’re a bit worried they won’t show up at all, as your band has played all your original songs already. You transition into the first of four covers you’d rehearsed for this evening, still waiting to see the girls. You figured Y/N would say no, telling Robin you were just the school freak. You’re nothing special to her. Oh well, you can just find some random chick to fuck later if you’re so inclined.

You almost set your sights on one when you see Robin push through the crowd and wave at you. You nod back as you continue to sing, at least she showed up for you. But then you see Y/N, breaching the sea of bodies behind her. Your breath stops for a moment, but you keep playing, not missing a single note. He has to keep his cool, but damn you've really dressed for the occasion. You look her up and down, smirking as her gaze meets yours. You drink in the sight of her, and that sexy outfit. That short skirt, the fishnets underneath, her bra strap peeking out from the top of her shirt. You want nothing more than to jump off the stage and run to her. You want to pull her close, and mess up all that pretty makeup of hers. Hell, you want to mess her up in general. And given how out of character she looks tonight, you know she'll be yours in an instant.

Y/N POV

Did he just check me out? You think to yourself. Of course he did, how could he not? You've dolled yourself all slutty for him, with the kind help of Robin. You just stare in his eyes, transfixed by him. He plays really well, but you wished you'd been here for the beginning of the show. He just keeps looking at you while he expertly plays on his guitar. His voice sounds sexy as hell, and he's singing the final song of the night to you now. It's like everyone else in the room disappears and it's just you and him all alone. You feel your cheeks heat up as Eddie's singing about sex while gazing into your eyes, winking at you. The words are so filthy, it’s having a very strong effect on you.

You suddenly feel so turned on, wanting to jump onto the stage and throw yourself at him. He seems to sense your arousal and proceeds to shred on a massive guitar solo. Every note he hits sends a shock to your core, you feel like he's put a spell on you. He's nearing the end of the song, going as hard as he can, and all you can do is watch him with wide eyes. You're almost panting, feeling the anticipation of the final note of the song building up. You have no idea how he's made you feel like this, it must be all in your head. Maybe you're just feeling the vibrations from the speakers, right? There's no way he can make you come undone by playing a song, that would be ridiculous. Or would it?

You squeeze your thighs together, unbearably close to losing control in front of everyone. He looks at you again, his smile so devilishly handsome. When he hits that final note, your knees buckle as you're rocked by an unexpected orgasm. You almost fall to the floor when Robin catches you.

Eddie’s POV

Holy shit, did I just make her cum? You think to yourself as Y/N falls to her knees once you hit the final note of your last song of the evening. Her eyes meet yours, wide and dilated with lust, Her mouth sits open as she rides out the orgasm you’ve given her. Your cock twitches inside your jeans, this has to be one of the hottest things you’ve ever seen. It’s taking every ounce of your willpower to not get an erection while you’re up here on the stage. “Thank you, everyone! We have been Corroded Coffin, have a good night!” You shout out to the crowd, before bringing your guitar strap over your head and setting the instrument down. You jog off the stage, letting the guys know you’ll be a minute. You make a beeline for the bathroom, pushing the paint-chipped door open. You go over to the sink, running some cold water to splash on your face. You’re soaked in sweat from performing, and extremely hot under the collar from what you just did to Y/N. You didn’t mean to, obviously, as attractive as it was. But you suppose there’s a first for everything. “Jesus christ, this night is gonna be interesting.” You say to your own reflection, smirking at the thought of actually speaking to her, picking her brain about how good it was…Slow down, you’re getting hard again. You exhale deeply, puffing your cheeks. You give your face a couple good smacks, and head for the door. You imagine your friends are waiting for you in the green room. But first, some celebratory beers.

Y/N’s POV

"Are you okay?" Robin asks, seemingly unaware of what just happened to you. "Was it too loud? I know it can be pretty intense." She's worried, she really has no idea.

"Yeah, I'm fine. More than fine. Just drank my beer too quickly." You lie, embarrassed about having an orgasm from goddamn metal music. You take a moment for it to pass, regaining composure. You look up to see Eddie again, but he’s already left the stage. You wonder where he went, hoping your little experience hasn’t scared him off. Even more so, you kind of hope he’s flattered.

"Okay well, we can go to the back and sit with the band if you want. And you can finally talk to Eddie!" She wags her eyebrows at you suggestively. You laugh lightly, temporarily forgetting about what Eddie made you do. Robin holds your hand as you both walk to the makeshift green room. You see most of the band putting their instruments into carrying cases. But their frontman has yet to make an appearance. "Hey guys! This is my friend, Y/N. It's actually her first metal show, so please play nice!" She says as you both make your way to a tattered leather couch in the middle of the room. You take a seat, sinking into the cushions.

"No promises, Robin. You know I like it a little rough." Eddie quips from the doorway. His hands are full of beer bottles, one for everybody. He introduces everyone briefly as he passes the beers around. He winks at you again as he hands you yours. "So, this is the famous Y/N I've been hearing about." He bows to you playfully, reaching out his hand. You place your hand into his, and he kisses it, causing your skin to burn with lust. You gasp slightly, and he looks into your eyes, and winks again. He lets your hand go, and slumps right beside you onto the couch. "So, how was it, princess?" He asks as you're taking a swig of your beer. His phrasing makes you choke on it. He chuckles lowly and puts his hand on your back, patting gently to help you. "Oh come now, I'm sure it isn't your first time." Your gaze snaps to him, eyes wide. He knows exactly what he did. "You have had a beer before, right?" He smirks, clarifying himself. But you know damn well that he meant something else.

"Obviously. It just went down the wrong pipe is all." You brush off his innuendo. You have half a mind to move his hand off your back, but it feels nice. Gentle, warm, but suggestive. "But to answer your first question, I actually really enjoyed it. It's not my typical taste, but you guys were great up there, really." You say, looking up at him through your eyelashes.

"Well it certainly means a lot, getting such a glowing review from you, Y/N. Who knew that Little Miss Priss from homeroom would turn out so fun, huh?" He teases, moving his hand from your back to your shoulder, shaking it playfully. The others snicker a bit at that. Robin stifles a giggle.

"Hey! I was not a priss! I was just...focused." You reply, playing up your annoyance. He isn't wrong, but does he need to be so smug about it?

"You were so!" He retorts. "A sexy priss, but a priss nonetheless. It's nice to see you've grown a bit since then." He leans in to whisper in your ear. "And it's nice to see you focused on something other than studying for once." He leans back to his original position, still smirking as he does. Your cheeks flare up again, your whole body has slowly been simmering with all his touches and teasing remarks. It seems the others in the room are sensing the heat as well.

"Jesus, Eddie. Take it outside."  Gareth pipes up. "We have actual work to do before Ol' Vick locks up the place. We'll meet you at the van." The others nod in agreement.

Robin stands, offering to help. "I'll meet you at the car, Y/N. Don't do anything I wouldn't do! On second thought, that doesn't eliminate much!" She jokes. You stand to give her a hug. You mouth 'thank you' to her as Eddie leads you by the hand to the back exit. Most of the crowd has headed off for the night. Eddie acknowledges the bartender, before pushing the heavy door open, moving to hold it for you. It shuts with a slam, and you're both standing under the lone street lamp in the alley. It's cooler outside, but you still feel like you're boiling. It's so quiet, save for a few drunks blasting their car radio in the parking lot. You don't know what to say now. And Eddie seems stumped as well.

"So, uh..." You decide to break the silence. "Are we gonna talk about what happened earlier?" You say quietly. Eddie's silence leaves you unsure that he heard you at all. He takes his pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, putting one in his mouth. He motions the box at you, offering you one. You nod, taking it from the box, and placing it between your lips. He reaches forward and lights it for you, and lights his own after. You take in a puff, exhaling shakily. You don't smoke often, but enough to not cough and look dumb in front of Eddie.

"Jeez, she drinks, she smokes, she dresses like the girl from my wet dreams. What don't you do?" He laughs, almost in disbelief. It seems clear he wants you to say what happened.

His last remark emboldened you. "Well, I don't usually have an orgasm from live music in front of everybody. But there's a first time for everything, I guess." You take another drag, your head falling to look at your feet. 

"I don't see why you're embarrassed. It's actually pretty hot." He says, you look up to see him much closer to you now. He reaches a hand up to brush your hair behind your ear. You blush again. "To think I have that kind of effect on you when I haven't even touched you yet. Christ, I had to try my damndest not to go rock hard on stage." Your eyes meet, and you see a mutual fire of lust. He slowly brings his lips to yours. You kiss him back, softly. Your lips move in sync for a moment, every move feels so good but also like not enough. The kiss becomes rougher, you've both dropped your cigarettes and tangled your hands into each other's hair. You turn him around and push him against the brick wall. He groans slightly at this, letting your tongue go into his mouth. He breaks the kiss, and you see your lipstick smudged all over his face. You giggle at the sight. "What so funny, Y/N?" He cocks an eyebrow.

"Nothing. Just my lipstick is all over you now."

"It's all part of my plan, sweetheart." He smiles.

"And what plan is that?" You ask tentatively.

"To absolutely wreck you before the night is over." He pulls you back to him, smashing his lips on yours. His hands move down your back to your ass. He squeezes it roughly, making you moan. "I'm really glad you wore a skirt by the way. It'll make things much easier." He says breathily. "Not to mention, it looks very sexy on you." He flips you around so you're against the wall now. He starts kissing your neck, his lips and tongue and teeth working the skin perfectly to form plenty of hickeys. You moan his name many times while he does this, tugging slightly on his hair as he nips at your throat. He groans, letting you know he likes that. He massages your breasts over your shirt, kissing what he can of your chest. You reach down and start palming him through his jeans. He moans into your chest, and lifts his face to meet your eyes again. "You’re so needy for me, sweetheart. You want me to make you cum again?" His ringed hand slips under your skirt, squeezing your thigh. You want him to go higher, to touch you where you need him most. But he stays put. "You gotta tell me what you want, darling."

"Touch me, Eddie. Finger me. Fuck me. Wreck me." You almost whine, begging him to do something, anything.

"You got it, princess." His hand goes between your legs, rubbing your clothed heat. He can feel your arousal through the fabric, and he kisses you while smirking. "You're so wet for me, you little slut." You moan at his words. "You like when I call you that?" You simply nod, and he chuckles. "Damn, you really aren't a priss after all." He uses both hands now to pull your fishnet tights and panties down to your ankles. He starts rubbing your slick folds with two fingers, slowly making circles around your clit.

"Oh, fuck. Eddie, more. Please." You beg. Every touch he makes feels like hellfire. He obeys your wish, slipping a finger in, curling it just so to stroke your g spot with ease. Another moan escapes you, your head pressing back against the brick wall. He attacks your neck again, hoping to draw more noises and dirty confessions from your lips. You feel a knot building in your belly, Eddie's touches tightening it more and more. "Add another one, please." You plead, and he obliges. You're palming his length again, hoping to gain some reaction from him. But he's too focused on you. Your moans and curses fuel his fire. He keeps thrusting his fingers in and out of your pussy, his thumb begins rubbing circles on your clit. You almost scream at the combined sensations. "Eddie, oh fuck!" You feel the knot getting ready to snap, so close to the edge. Eddie stops and pulls his fingers from you. You glare at him, annoyed that he would deny you like this.

"Calm down, and open." He brings the hand from under your skirt to your lips. You open your mouth and he puts one of his fingers in. You suck it clean, moaning at the taste of yourself. He takes the other one in his own mouth, groaning at how sweet it is. "Fuck, you taste so good." He kisses you again, the taste of cigarettes and your cunt mixing together deliciously. You start fiddling with his belt, struggling to undo it on your own. He gently moves your hands and quickly gets it loose. He lets your hands return to position, you pull down the zipper, and slip your hand inside to grip his length over his boxers. He moans into your mouth, and you go under the boxers to truly feel him. You grasp him, pumping him inside his pants. He gasps slightly, breaking the kiss. "Jesus, Y/N. You're so hungry for my cock, aren't you?" He's breathing hard as you move your hand up and down, his forehead pressed against yours. You're both lightly slicked in sweat. You stop stroking him, giving him a chance to slightly lower his pants and boxers. His cock springs free, the head red and swollen. He's just as needy for you as you are for him.

You bend down slightly to pull one foot out of your shoe, pulling your panties and fishnets down. They dangle from your other foot, and you put your shoe back on. You pull Eddie by his jacket, crushing his lips with yours. He grips your waist roughly, his rings digging into your side. He lifts your skirt so the denim is bunched at your waist. He lifts you up slightly to wrap your legs around him, and you lace your arms around his neck to hold on. He strokes his cock through your folds slowly, mixing the wetness around. You both moan at this, but you want more. He needs to stop teasing you already. "Eddie, please. I'm ready for you, just fuck me. I need you." You whine. He grips your thighs firmly, and presses himself into you. Groans fall from both your lips as he slowly pushes his length in. He gives you a moment to adjust to his size, and peppers some gentle kisses on your neck. "You can move now, Eddie." You state simply. He starts to pump himself in and out of you slowly, savoring the feeling of your velvet walls around him. "Go faster. Please?" You look into his eyes, on the verge of tears from how good it all feels. But you want him to wreck you, and fast.

"Of course, Y/N. I'm at your mercy." He snaps his hips once, slamming himself into your g spot. You moan loudly. He repeats the action, loving the noises he can draw from you. "Fuck, those noises you make could make me cum all on their own. You look so pretty like this. A total mess, and all for me." Eddie picks up the pace, pounding into you over and over, slamming you against the brick. Your moans fill the air, but you don't care if anyone hears you. You want everyone to know who you belong to. And you belong to Eddie, at least in this moment.

"All yours." You moan out, tears pricking your eyes. It's all so much, his lips, his cock, his words. The knot is fully tightened at this point, waiting to snap. "I'm so close, Eddie. Please don't stop." Tears are running down your cheeks from pleasure, ruining your makeup. He stops assaulting your neck to look at you.

"Me too, darling. You feel so fucking fantastic. Cum with me." He moans, lowering a hand to rub your clit again. You feel yourself lose control, making you scream his name. Your pussy clamps down on him, setting off his orgasm. Your legs shake in his grip as he lets the thick white ropes fill you up. His thrusts slowly come to a stop as you ride out your highs. He just holds you for a moment, still inside you. You both look into each other's eyes. "Fuck, princess. I really did a number on you." He chuckles, wiping a tear from your cheek. He gently pulls out of you, your collective cum dripping out onto the pavement. You both moan slightly at the sight. He puts your legs down, but they feel like jelly so you almost fall. "Whoa, I got you." He catches you, helping you steady yourself. He puts his cock away, and closes his pants, refastening the belt. He helps you bring your tights and panties back up, smoothing your skirt down over them. He steps back, looking you over. He's unsure of what to say now. "Well, I had a nice time. I guess Robin's probably waiting for you." He says casually, hands clasped behind his back.

"So that's it then? You're just gonna fuck me and dismiss me?" You feel used now, dirty.

"No, that's not what I'm trying to do." He sighs, pulling his hands down his face in slight frustration. "I just figured, you know. You just wanted to play badass for a night. You'd have the best sex of your life and then go back to normal." Is that really what he thinks of you? You just wanted to use him for a little fun and then leave him in the dust? He couldn't be more wrong.

"I don't know what the fuck gave you that idea! Did I say that, or did you just assume?" You're genuinely pissed now. You stare at him, eyes blazing with anger. You cross your arms. "You know, for a minute there, I actually liked you. And then you go and say that?” You scoff. “You're an asshole, Eddie." You turn to walk away from him, eyes burning with fresh, angry tears. You just want to find Robin and go home. He grabs your arm to stop you, turning you to face him.

"Y/N, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I just thought you wouldn't actually want to spend a lot of your spare time with a guy like me. You have a lot more going for you than I do. You're smart, and capable, you have the world at your feet. And I'm just an asshole who plays in a shitty rock band." He says, pleading at you with his eyes to understand. " Look, I shouldn't have assumed anything, that was wrong of me. That's just how this kind of thing usually turns out. One and done. But I'd really like to see you again, if I haven't already blown my chances. I really like you, I always have. I’d like to have a chance to really get to know you. But only if you let me." He takes your hands in his, stroking your fingers gently with his thumbs. It's so gentle and innocent. He really means what he's saying. You take a second to think it over, perhaps you've also judged him too quickly.

"I suppose I shouldn't have assumed you were just using me either. I really like you too. I guess I wouldn't be opposed to a real date." You say quietly. Your eyes meet again and you both smile at each other.

"Sounds like a plan, sweetheart." He smirks again, leaning in to kiss you. You meet him in the middle. The kiss is so much softer now, apprehensive almost. You're both a bit scared of what the future holds, but you're willing to take the risk if it means you'd have each other in it.

The end.

[vikkisixxpixx]

Originally wrote this as a scenario for my Motley Crue DR (shifter rep), decided to post it since there's a severe lack of this kink in bandfic

To clarify, I am a cardiophile. UrbanDictionary describes cardiophilia as "the act of being obsessed with the heart," though personally, I prefer the term "fascinated." Depending on the person, it can be sexual or nonsexual (it's both for me), however, since this is a smut, this will be focused on the sexual aspect. Now, as the song says, on with the show.

Dr. Feelgood

(Source)

Pairing: Nikki Sixx x Suki Taylor (my DR self), is in first person from the perspective of Suki Word Count: 1,236 Warnings: MINORS DNI (18+ content), cardiophilia/heartbeat kink, medfet, fingering f!receiving, piv sex (protection not mentioned because I forgot, could go either way in your imagination), multiple orgasms (on the part of Suki), explicit language, mentions of alcohol (in passing), nicknames, a very corny joke mid-tango, lmk if I missed anything. Don't like? Don't read. Extra Notes: we needed more of this kink anyway. also Quiet Riot's Cum On Feel The Noize came on shuffle when I wrote the second orgasm and I still find it hilarious Based on: Dr. Feelgood by Motley Crue (in name), the horny thoughts I got after viewing the attached photo No beta, we die like real men

Nikki sighs as he sits next to me on the tour bus. Tommy’s at a payphone calling Heather, while Mick and Vince are having a few drinks on the bus.

“If I don’t have one night away from Tommy, I’m gonna fuckin’ scream,” Nikki breaks the silence. “He’s about to drive me batshit crazy!”

I stifle a giggle. “Do you wanna get a hotel for tonight?” I ask. “You have another show here tomorrow.”

He presses a kiss to my cheek. “That is an amazing idea.”

It’s about an hour later that the two of us are checked into a room at some chain hotel; not sleazy, but definitely not the Ritz.

“It’ll look like shit after we’re done anyway,” Nikki says with a shit-eating grin on his face.

I snicker, rolling my suitcase to the corner of the room. “I wish the show wasn’t so soon. Then we could…”

He stalks over to me before lightly brushing his fingertips down my arm. “I don’t have to go.”

I laugh slightly. “You’re in one of the most popular bands in the world. You’re not missing a show!”

He plants a sloppy kiss on my lips. “Maybe later I can do something special for you.”

I smirk. “I’d love nothing more.” I give him a quick kiss before saying, “Now, you need to go.”

He kisses me again before walking out the door.

The show, like usual, is very loud and very successful. But, for the first time I’ve ever seen, Nikki is ecstatic to get off stage.

As we’re walking out to the car the venue lent us, he throws an arm around me. “Ya know, babe, I think that was my best performance yet.”

“What makes you say that, honey?”

“Because I played the best I could so I could go back to the hotel as fast as I can.”

I laugh at his comment as the two of us get in the car.

The drive to the hotel is largely quiet, though the sexual tension is palpable.

“I’ve got a surprise in my suitcase,” Nikki speaks in a singsong voice as we enter our room.

“You do, do you?” I ask with my eyebrow quirked.

“Mhmm. Go in the bathroom and don’t come out ‘til I say so.”

“Yes, sir,” I reply with a smirk. He chuckles and smacks my ass as I walk away.

It’s a silent moment later that I hear, “The doctor will see you now, Miss Taylor.”

“Dr. Feelgood?”

I walk into the room to find Nikki wearing a white coat—and only a white coat—with a stethoscope around his neck.

“Yeah, I heard you’ve been under the weather, Miss Taylor,” he says with a devious smirk.

I giggle. “Yes, Doctor, I’ve been feeling very, very sick.” I fall onto the bed dramatically with a hand on my chest.

“What seems to be the trouble, Miss Taylor?”

“My heart just feels all sorts of funny, Doctor.” I blush when I realize what I’ve said.

Without wasting a second, Nikki walks over. “Hmm, sounds like I should check that out.” In one swift move, the stethoscope is gone from his neck and has found a new place, with one end on my chest.

A few silent seconds pass before I blurt out, “That thing’s not even real, is it?”

Nikki chuckles. “You bet your ass it is.” He smirks as we both feel my heart rate skyrocket. A blush makes its way across my cheeks as he says, “Now that is interesting. Take a deep breath for me, would ya, babe?”

My stomach does flips at the way it sounds when he says that sentence, but I obey nonetheless.

He listens silently for a moment. “Miss Taylor, could I get you to be my guinea pig for a second?”

“Of course, Dr. Feelgood,” I reply. “What do I need to do?”

“Just stay still for me.” He plants one of his signature sloppy kisses on my lips, listening to the effect it has on my heart. “Hmm, just like I thought. I gotta operate, Miss Taylor. Now. With your permission, of course.”

“Oh, absolutely, Doctor. Is there anything I need to do?” I ask as dramatically as I can.

“Let me do all the work for you.” He kisses me again before slipping my battle vest off to hit the floor, followed by my tank top.

With more of my chest exposed, he starts placing kisses on every inch of my bare skin, occasionally just above my heart, which is the only time he moves the stethoscope. Each one earns a moan.

“Beautiful sounds, baby,” Nikki says between kisses. “From your mouth and your heart. Got one more in you?”

He slinks a finger past my shorts and underwear after his words, curling it inside me; an action which elicits the loudest moan I’ve let out so far.

“Good girl. Mind if I take these off?”

My brain is already so foggy from pleasure that the only thing I can do is release an affirming noise before my shorts and panties join the growing pile of clothes on the floor. With them out of the way, another slender finger joins the first one.

“Fuck, Nikki!” I shout.

He chuckles. “I will, don’t you worry your pretty little head about that.” His white coat falls to the floor before he removes his fingers to put them in his mouth. “You are delicious.”

Before I can even think about his statement, he’s got me in a new position on the bed, before thrusting himself inside me.

I let out another “Fuck!” as Nikki starts finding a rhythm. I can only imagine the sounds filling the earpieces of the stethoscope as he’s fucking the daylights out of me.

“How does it feel, Princess?” he growls. “How does it feel knowing I’m fucking your pretty pussy to the beat of your own poor little heart?”

“Feels good!” I manage to moan out, my body bouncing with his every move.

He chuckles. “And that’s why they call me Dr. Feelgood. Because I’m the one to make you feel alright.”

Normally I would’ve laughed at his joke, but I’m so cock-drunk by this point that my only response is to throw my head back and mewl.

It’s hardly even a second later that I feel the telltale knot of an orgasm building in my stomach. “Fuck, I’m gonna— Aah!”

Nikki chuckles once more. “Go ahead and let yourself cum, Miss Taylor.”

A scream of “Nikki!” comes out as I give in to the pleasure.

As my body quivers beneath him, his thrusts start to become unsteady.

“Nikki, I wanna listen to your heart while you cum,” I whine.

He smirks and quickly switches the stethoscope around. Now my ears are filled with the beautiful sound of his heartbeat. A moment of counting reveals it to be at 130 beats per minute.

“Fuck, Nikki, your heart’s racing,” I blurt out.

“It’s cuz I love you so much.”

His unsteady thrusts paired with the sound of his heart in my ears is enough to send me over the edge again, and the two of us climax in sync.

Panting fills the air as neither of us say anything at first. After a moment, Nikki takes the stethoscope and puts it back on me.

“Your heart sounds like a fuckin’ jackhammer, babe.”

I slap his arm playfully. “Shut up!”

[boothillesque]

before you follow & do not interact

before you follow : i write dark content such as teratophilia, stalking, somnophilia, yandere themes, violence, death, gore, abusive relationships and other topics. i am not writing these themes for my or your entertainment but due to trauma and as a coping mechanism.

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the fandoms i'm into at the moment are danganronpa, jujutsu kaisen, i have no mouth and i must scream, dramatical murder, bungou stray dogs, alex rider, vtubers & love and deepspace

the specific characters i'm into at the moment are gonta, korekiyo, kaito / nanami / mink, koujaku, noiz, aoba, trip, virus / kunikida, dazai, atsushi, tanizaki / alex rider / yassen gregorovich, ash / vox, hex / sylus, raphael, xavier, zayne / boothill / vash, millions knives

[ghostoftheyear]

So since some of my DMMd posts have taken off recently, I thought I might share links to some of my fic here! (I also have an art post on AO3 but it’s not up to date because I never remember to update it)

blue (songs are like tattoos) is the epic omegaverse fic that I’m most proud of. It features the entire main cast in a polycule of which Aoba is the omega and center. I’ve also written several one-shot sequels to fill out bits of the story, along with one final chaptered fic to wind it all up. “blue” is 76k words, the sequels vary in length but it all adds up to around 117k words. The usual warnings apply.

early to bed is the first fic I wrote in DMMd so I had to write smut about my new favorites (KouAo, if you hadn’t guessed). this is how I break into new fandoms.

save me from myself: Aoba's in love with Ren, Koujaku deals with his feels (spoiler alert: not very well), and Mizuki interferes because that's how he shows his love.

see this an hour on the stage: the actor AU that I truly love so much. This one’s KouAo, but I also wrote a Clear/Noiz sequel and there may be a third part eventually.

red: Koujaku has nightmares. Aoba is there for him. A prompt fill for theskee.

Not Even Close: Koujaku only realizes Aoba has left Midorijima after he’s gone. 29k of eventual Aoba/Koujaku/Mink, plus a smutty one-shot followup.

secure yourself to heaven: this vampire/monsterfuckery wip has ruined my life. it’s 10k words in and I love it but I’m also stuck on it. Aoba is a vampire and Koujaku comes back to the island with secrets of his own and vengeance to get. I beg folks to read it even though I have no idea when I’ll write more because I’ve been stuck for months.

melting of snow: Mink/Aoba PWP because sometimes you just have to.

That’s just a sample, there’s quite a bit more if you hit my tag at AO3! Please read and maybe leave a comment if you feel so inclined.

[veinfuls]

SMUT FOCUSED , IND & SEL , MULTIMUSE. somewhat adjacent to maligns . tws untagged, follow @ your own discretion . mal , she , 24 .

ROSTER ( flexible )

sukuna , nanami , yuki , toji , takako ( jjk )

aizawa ( bnha )

sylvain , felix , dorothea , dimitri , seteth ( fe:3h )

angel , aki , makima ( csm )

noiz , koujaku ( dmmd )

[orocana-joka]

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[comatosebunny09]

Lock It Up

Summary: Kyojuro knows that your mother raised you better than that.

Genre: Romance, Smut

Warnings: Black Female Reader, 🙌🏾 Graphic Description of Sex, Heavy Petting, OOC Kyo, Motion Sickness, Mentions of Vomit, MDNI!

Inspiration: Unlock It - ABRA & Boys Noize

In response to this ask:

I wrote something similar to this a long time ago. Please don’t ask me how a sick reader turned into…this. 😅 Anyways, as always, thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoy!

He watches cerulean waves lap at the vessel's side, an affectionate smile curving his lips. Clasps a crisp bottle of Armand de Brignac in one hand, two champagne flutes clinking together in the other. The chorus of crashing waves and seabirds chanting overhead is a peaceful contrast to the cacophony of the dining hall, the ship's other patrons chattering and enjoying the festivities aboard.

Kyojuro pushes himself off the rail of the balcony. Tugs at the knot of his tie with nimble fingers whilst he meanders down the corridor in search of your room—you are both enjoying a weekend cruise to Bermuda.

Well, he is, anyway.

You've spent the last two days of your excursion confined to your room. Thrown up everything Kyojuro's fed you. Motion sickness. He hadn't known how severe it was until you left port. It's day three, and you're feeling much better. Made it through breakfast without painting the deck with fried eggs and bacon. And he's elated that his gorgeous queen is no longer bedridden. Decides you are fine enough to indulge in a glass of champagne with him.

Kyojuro stops at the door labeled 216. Rifles through his pockets for the keycard, a contented sigh fleeing from him once he procures it. Before he can slip it into its respective slot, the door creeps open and away from him. He blinks obtusely. Observes the swing guard's glistening metal jammed between the door and threshold, releasing a slither of light into the hallway. Kyojuro releases an exasperated sigh.

He will punish you for your carelessness if someone else hasn't gotten to you first.

The blond nudges the door the rest of its way open. Creeps inside, swathed by the golden hue of the bedroom. Kyojuro kicks the door closed behind. Warily props the champagne flutes and bottle on the nightstand. A flickering candle sits atop the cherrywood. Moonlight seeps in coppery slivers into the king-sized bed and floor. Faint humming and splashing water alert him to your presence.

He smacks his forehead with the heel of his palm, a vein visibly pulsating in his temple. Kyojuro continues to survey the room in search of anything out of sorts. Searches for a modicum of disarray in every corner and crevice. Satisfied that nothing is amiss, he confirms that you are the room's only two occupants.

You have an awful habit of leaving doors unsecured. Kyojuro's caught you several times. Cautioned you of the consequences of your recklessness. And you've always teased him for being so maternal, yet you always promised to be more responsible. Obviously, his reprimands haven't gotten to you yet.

Suddenly, the squeak of the water nozzle resonates through the tranquil, lush room. Kyojuro concludes that you are done with your shower as he toes off his loafers. Plops down on the bed's edge amid satiny sheets. He braces his chin in his palm, preparing himself to give you yet another lecture.

You step from the bathroom, silhouetted by fluorescent light and mist. Adorned in a damp dress shirt—Kyojuro's dress shirt—that clings to your saturated, mahogany curves like a second skin. You towel your coils dry. Suddenly halt with widened eyes upon noticing your boyfriend on the bed.

"Hi," you breathe after a few moments of gawking.

"…Hello, darling," Kyojuro returns. Feels silly being lost in your spellbinding aura. His resolve slowly crumbles to dust. You look so delectable. He hasn't tasted you in weeks, after all.

The bed croaks whilst he leisurely stands, luminous orbs transfixed by you. You flinch as he ventures closer. Looms over you. So close, you make out the ominous glimmer of his irises, dancing with the intensity of a hearth fire. His lips pan in before swiftly capturing your own, one virile hand cupping your jaw and angling your head back. The other hand busies itself with the delicate curls at the nape of your neck.

You bounce onto tippy toes, clenching his silk button-down for leverage. He loves when you do this. When you release tiny mewls of pleasure into his mouth and cling to him like a needy kitten. The faint scent of floral perfume and shea butter ignites his senses, stirring the adrenaline in his belly. You always feel so perfect melded to the solid plains of his body.

Kyojuro tears himself away, watching you sip in air through parted, praline-colored lips. A lock of hair falls over your hooded eyes. His oversized shirt slips down your shoulders, granting Kyojuro a glimpse of your savory, glistening skin.

In a moment or two, he is going to break.

Tenderly, sweetly, he lures you closer. Latches onto the juncture of your neck and shoulder, blistering it with smooches as his hands glide down the curvature of your waist to cup your ass possessively. Kyojuro releases little groans of ecstasy, reveling in how your pliant body melts to putty in his sizeable hands.

Your head lolls to the side, and you expose your throat to him, saliva puddling in his throat. He swoops in like a seagull teasing waves. Mouths your delicate flesh, squeezing your rotund ass to pull you further against his rigid dick. Pants dampen, either from precum dribbling from the swelling head of his cock, or from your own arousal coating the seam of his slacks.

The notion trickles back into his mind that you are to be disciplined for your neglect. A sinister smirk touches his lips as he scorches the swell of your breasts with arduous kisses. His beautiful Deity. You are going to pay dearly.

He suckles on your inflamed skin, nipping lightly with just enough teeth. You whimper while he weighs your full breasts in his hands. Thumbs skate over your puckered nipples, sending jolts of electricity throughout your erogenous zones. Your face contorts with rapture as your boyfriend angles himself so he can flicker his artful tongue across the crest of your tit. It's an exhilarating feeling, magnified by the cotton shirt grazing your body. Kyojuro reluctantly releases one of your breasts, still working you into a frenzy with his skilled mouth. And he eases his palm over the plush meat of your stomach, marveling at how soft you feel all around. Kyojuro dips his hand between your thighs, evoking a sharp intake of breath from your pretty, spasming lips. He drags a languid finger down the slit of your sex. Strokes your clothed pussy to life.

You whine, grinding down on his palm. So wet. So irresistible. Kyojuro's dick twitches behind his zipper. Cries for release as it stains his pants with more tangy precum. You are his top priority, however. He will show you what will happen if you next leave any door unlocked on his watch.

Kyojuro releases your taut nipple with a definitive pop, dragging his lips back up your jugular. "Fuck, baby," the blond sighs into the shell of your ear, "already so wet for me." He growls as the gyrations of your hips become more sporadic, the sounds roiling in your chest growing needier by the minute. His mouth hovers over yours whilst he kneads your pussy into a driveling—

"Oh shit! My bad!" A stout, middle-aged man bows profusely, skittering away from your thrown open door, redness stippling his cheeks. Kyojuro blinks rapidly. Realization slams into him with the ferocity of a freight train. The swing guard glares at him condescendingly, still propping the door open.

As if snatched from a trance, you spring away from him, the barest scowl adorning your visage. You fold your arms and regard him with an arched brow. "You left the door unlocked? What are you trying to do, get us killed?" He doesn't miss the humor meddling with your voice.

Kyojuro looks at you incredulously. Proceeds to drag his hand down his face as you snatch your forgotten towel from the floor, journeying back to the bathroom, purposely swishing your hips in that way you know he can't resist. He bites his lip, accepting your wordless challenge. Darts behind you, fastening his hands to your hips whilst you both disappear into the bathroom.

Masterlist

[tachimybananase]

HELLO

im new to dmmd

and currently in intense hyperfixation :') lmao

i would like to ask what are the drama CDs i keep reading about and where to find ??

thankyouuu

Hey! I'm so sorry, I have no idea how long this was in my inbox, I didn't get a notification 😭

Welcome 💕😁 And the drama cds take place after the second game, re:connect. You came to the right person, because a loooong time ago, I prepared downloads with the soundfiles and the translations. I'm always happy to share! ^^

1. Ren

2. Mink

3. Koujaku

4. Noiz

5. Clear

The drama cds are amazing. Imo best ones out there, our precious seiyuu are giving us oscar worthy performances, especially in the smut scenes. They're perfection 😤😚👌♥️ (I'm lowkey sure they actually did *it* in the studio 👀)

Enjoy! 😘

[thebestofoneshots]

THE MARAUDERS

Your favourites: ❈ Lilly’s favourites: ✩ Smut: ♡

Want to support me? Consider buying me a Ko-Fi <3 Or just rebloging this post

SIRIUS

timeless morning bliss

REMUS

No sweeter Innocence Than Our Gentle Sin Part 2 ♡

Drabbles:

Ink and Secrets

JAMES AND LILLY

Drabbles:

Chasing Butterflies

SIRIUS AND REMUS

ONESHOTS

A little bit of paint ♡❈✩

Waiting for a girl like you for @msblacklupin & @propertyofrjl

SERIES

Gilded Constellations ✩ ❈

The book that tells the story of how you, Sirius and Remus, ended up entangled in a poly relationship. A/N: This is my current baby (weekly updates)

JAMES, REMUS AND REGGIE

Mr. Blue Sky for @starchaser-lily

JAMES, SIRIUS AND REMUS

ONESHOTS

Cum Feel the Noize ♡❈✩

The Stash ♡❈

Birthday Girl ❈ for @kquil

ANTHOLOGY SERIES

The Five Senses ♡ ❈

Anthology series, each chapter is a stand alone, independent fic, where passion intertwines with the symphony of our senses, beckoning you into a land of infinite possibilities derived from the way we perceive the world around us.

Maraudween ♡ ✩

Halloween-inspired anthology series where each chapter transports you into a distinct alternate universe. From the real world to old western Texas and even through the dark times of vampires. These standalone tales invite you into a realm of boundless potential. Experience the enchantment of Halloween as it weaves its spell, intertwining the magic of costumes, terror and spice.

[yuta-nakamots]

ADRENALINE RUSH! COLLAB MASTERLIST

Disclaimer: This collab was previously hosted by @ickjun​, otherwise known as mjlkau, injuncore, or Anie. I am in no way trying to steal her ideas or credit, I am only putting together a masterlist of the works created for this collab. Anie has given me permission to lead the collab and post this masterlist in her stead. This collab was also first announced before NCT had 23 members hence why we only have stories for 21 members.

To the writers: All current writers involved are to either finish their work or let us know in the collab discord server that they will be withdrawing from the collab. If you have already posted, please send me your teaser or fic through Tumblr or our designated channels on discord and I’ll gladly add it to this masterlist. This masterlist will be updated as the authors post their teasers and full fics. If there is only a teaser posted for a member then all information about the teaser will be entered here until the full fic is posted, at which time the details will be edited. 

COLLAB DETAILS

writers must create a work where their chosen member is a racer

being a ‘racer’ is not only limited to street racing but it will likely be the most common theme of this collab 

most of these stories contain multiple trigger warning so to writers, please be sure to include appropriate warnings, and to readers, please be sure to read the warnings 

if you have any questions or concerns regarding this collab, please direct them to me, @yuta-nakamots​

@yuta-nakamots​ || teaser || full fic; Bring The Noize || - Genre(s): - Warning(s): - Summary:

OPEN

@sichengtual​​ || teaser || full fic || - Genre(s): - Warning(s): - Summary:

@sichengtual​​ || teaser || full fic; Overdrive || - Genre(s): angst, smut, fluff (no smut in this teaser); established relationship, rich kid!au, racer!au. - Warning(s): mentions of alcohol consumption, smoking, car sex, mentions of criminal activity, swearing (none in this teaser). - Summary: yuta’s change had been brought by an impulse. he had always been the model son, a pristine image that had been built as his family’s biggest pride; but heavy is the head that wears the crown, and he had simply gotten tired of holding on. now he has a shiny red car and a fiery thirst for adrenaline, and you’re just left to watch from the sidelines as the relationship you once built threatens to tumble to the ground.

@pastelsicheng​ || teaser || full fic; speed of life || - Genre(s): street racer AU, college(ish) AU, strangers-to-friends, angst, fluff, slice of life, slight enemies-to-friends, platonic AU - Warning(s): swear words ; mentions of police brutality/killing ; poverty ; drug/alcohol usage ; absent parents ; misogyny/sexism ; mental health issues ; insomnia  - Summary: Y/N has already decided that she hates people like Kun, and when he comes to her with a damaged car that she is forced to work on, her judgement is affirmed. With her only outlet being her best friend Ten, Y/N feels trapped. That is, until she slowly realizes that Kun might be more similar to her than she thought. 

@yuta-nakamots​ || teaser || full fic; Highway to Heaven || - Genre(s): Fluff, Slight Angst, friends to lovers - Warning(s): street racing, descriptions of a car crash - Summary: Doyoung was one of the biggest names in street racing though part of him knew he couldn’t compete forever. But just like a checkered flag, the day he finished his racing career came sooner than he expected.

@stealerz​ || full fic; Heart racing || - Genre(s): fluff, angst, racer!au, best friends to lovers - Warning(s): swearing, mentions of cheating, mentions and consumption of alcohol, alcoholism, hitting rock bottom - Summary: once a revered member of the racing industry, jaehyun has been living at rock bottom for the past few months following a tragic accident that effectively put him out of racing. it seems as though nothing would get through to him, not even you. will he ever break out of the constant loop of doubt and start seeing things for what they really are?

@armysantiny​ || full fic; Reckless || - Genre(s): fluff, angst, comfort - Warning(s): hospital, injury, concussion, broken arm - Summary: After ending her tournament on a high, y/n takes Sicheng to the practice track for a few spins on her bike. Opting to watch her instead, he warns y/n not to injure herself; she does need to rest after her race. Promising to try and be as careful as she can, y/n takes her bike on a few laps of the track. When she takes her eyes off the track for just a moment, she sends the bike and herself flying into the ground.

@puppywritings​ || teaser || full fic; Celeritas || - Genre(s): N/A - Warning(s): car accident, blood, non-serious injury, swearing, implied sex but no explicit scenes. - Summary: celeritas; speed, swiftness. windswept hair and ripped jeans. kim jungwoo, mysterious neighbour and alleged street racer. just what secrets lie within this man? and can you match his speed?

@127-mile​​ || full fic; THE PROSPECT. || - Genre(s): Gang, motorcycle club, strangers to lovers, fluff, angst. - Warning(s): Car accident (the accident already happened when the fic starts), blood, injuries, strong language, mention of a dead relative, of neglect, illegal race, quick mention of guns. - Summary: The biker and the car racer, it sounds like the beginning of a terrible joke, but it is not. The biker wants to taste normality, and the car racer is happy to oblige.

@bumblebeenct​ || teaser || full fic; System Failure || - Genre(s): Enemies to Lovers, Fluff, Angst, Racing - Warning(s): nightmares, death, bullying, guns, swearing. - Summary: You and Xiaojun didn’t really know each other that well, yet with supporting different teams in the league you knew you’d never see eye to eye. Nobody ever thinks VR is dangerous but a glitch is the one thing forcing you to work with a boy you’d much rather not talk to.

@yuta-nakamots​ || teaser || full fic; Honor To Us All || - Genre(s): Street Racer!AU, Action, Fluff, Slight Angst - Warning(s): street racing, mentions of violence, reader has a panic attack, use of a gun (signaling the start of a race), chest binding, the reader is described to be a female with smaller breasts and younger than Lucas, there are a lot of descriptions of the reader’s appearances so please refer to the author’s note for further explanation - Summary: When your older brother Lucas becomes unable to compete in a large race, you seize the opportunity to take his place. You were already an established racer in your own team so it couldn’t be that much more difficult. But Lucas’s team is all-male and you knew for a fact that they did not want female members.

@dreamcities​ || full fic; hold me to your heart || - Genre(s): fluff, angst, comedy, racer!au, exes-to-lovers!au, unrequited love!au - Warning(s): a breakup, y/n wants to fight mark (jokingly), drinking, throwing up (after drinking), descriptions of car accidents and injuries, mark is hospitalized for half of this fic - Summary: racing has always been something you held close to your heart: the thrill and your winning streak always gave you an adrenaline rush as well as a recognized title to the public. mark lee is another famous name, but he’s also your biggest rival—the two of you never get along whenever you see each other. the public believes you’re just upset about losing to him, but neither of you dare mention that you went through a bitter breakup. one day, you receive a request from park jisung, a college student, who asks you to mentor him in racing. you’d hoped that jisung would take over mark’s spot, but things start to twist when you find yourselves engaged in something more. that’s when you realize that maybe you don’t hate mark as much as you thought, and maybe racing isn’t the only thing you hold close to your heart.

@byunbaekby​ || teaser || full fic; hands off the wheel || - Genre(s): renjun x female racer reader - Warning(s): car accident, language, reckless driving - Summary: bold dark eyeliner, leather jacket, and combat boots. in an industry saturated by males, being one of the few female street racers means you have to have your heart set in stone. you live life on the edge, and refuse to be underestimated by anyone. taken by the wind, some might call you reckless. you find your anchor, your level head, in a quiet boy named huang renjun. (set in the same world as bloom again but can be read separately)

@dreamcities​​ || teaser || full fic; racing against the devil || - Genre(s): racer!au, enemies-to-lovers!au, artist!au, fluff, angst - Warning(s): hospital visits, heavy drinking, mentioned character death, mentions and descriptions of a drunk driving car accident - Summary: after a drunk driving accident while street racing, the thing you once loved becomes the thing you hate the most. now as a college graduate working full time, things seemed okay for the most part—until you met jeno lee, nicknamed “the prince of racing.” bad luck seems to have pinned onto you, and you find yourself running into the racer more often than needed. however, this may be the beginning of a new story, and maybe what you thought was misfortune was really a blessing in disguise. 

@byunboobs​ || teaser || full fic: DRIFT KING || - Genre(s): Heavy angst, suggestive scenes of smut included, details coming later.  - Warning(s): JDM drift culture, underground car meets and street racing. Car modifications, car accidents, racing for pink slips, racing for the girl. 2000s era, implications of the Yakuza, Gyaru culture, lots of racer lingo, car brands and equipment, heavy usage of smoking and drugs. Physical fighting and constant usage of bad language. Love triangle with a featuring of a very, special guest. Heavy angst, manipulation, gaslighting, breakups to makeups, delusional expectations and misogyny. Major character death. - Summary:

@byunbaekby​ || teaser || full fic; bloom again || - Genre(s): angst, fluff, racer au, slight college au, strangers to lovers, mutual pining, love triangle, hurt and comfort - Warning(s): language, cheating, mentions of abuse, depictions of a toxic/abusive relationship (not between jaemin and the reader), optional smut, illegal street racing, mentions of drugs - Summary: the world has never been kind to na jaemin. left alone with a deadbeat mother, he’s learned how to survive on his own. now twenty and a college student whose life and vitality (not to mention his rent) relies solely on his success in his career as an illegal street racer, he runs alone. everything he has, he’s fought for with his own hands and grit. he’s never asked for anything, which is what makes the world so cruel: when he finally meets someone who he desires for more than a night, you already belong to someone else.

@pastelsicheng​ || full fic; my best friend is an annoying orange!! || - Genre(s): fluff, best friends au, streetracer AU, bad boy AU (ish), fake dating (ish) - Warning(s): some cursing i think, dangerous driving/speeding - Summary: your best friend is an annoying orange, but you can’t really say no to him.