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[hollybattz]

5 months progress

I'm so proud of myself rn. I need to get up at 6 am and when I write this (I'm gonna post it later on lunch break) it's like

How tf you westerns use 12 hours system

12:50??pm??? 0:50. Almost 1 am

Anyway there's also the original drawing:D

[tojisglazer]

🌟Random JJK Men Headcanons!🌟

Creds to @cafekitsune for all dividers!!

Masterlist

NSFW CONTENT UP AHEAD!!

Includes: Kento Nanami, Toji Fushiguro, Shiu Kong (Maybe more characters in the future! Recommend some n’ they might be up here next!…just no minors pls unless it’s for fluff 😭😭)

Not rlly proofread so I’m sorry for any mistakes!!!

Kento Nanami

• Would definitely be a whiner, especially when it’s time to get up in the morning, “Mmm..darlinggg…”, his grip on your waist becoming tighter. “Just five more minutes.. pretty please…?”, how could you possibly deny your sweet husband?

• Kento will always help you with your hair if needed and is always good at it (You don’t know this, but every night while your sleeping, he watches YouTube videos on how to style curly hair in cute styles he knows you’d like).

• Rarely ever cries to you since he doesn’t want you stressing out over him. When he did cry, however, you’d be sure to have him lay on your lap and softly coo at him until he falls asleep.

• Will be the cook of the house. Sure, he’d let you cook a few meals from time to time, but he would prefer cooking for you instead of vice versa. (His food ALWAYS ended up delicious)

“Kento let me cook for tonight please! You cook all the timeee!” You whine as you’re being dragged back to the living room by your husband.

“Please, my love, sit down. I want you to relax this evening.” Kento kisses you on your forehead as he sits you down on the couch. “Dinner will be ready in a few, okay?”

“Tomorrow night Kento, I will be cooking.” You say with a pout on your face, and Kento can’t help but let out a chuckle.

“Whatever you say, sweetheart.”

• When one of your favorite songs of all time play on the car radio, you’d scream the lyrics, eventually luring Kento in to sing with you. He probably wouldn’t know half of the songs you listen to, but he’ll still sing with you if it makes you happy.

• Never calls you by your name unless something serious is going on. Will always call you baby, sweetheart, darling, love, or honey. (Ex. “Love, if you don’t mind, could you get me a sandwich from that bakery I always go to?” “Honey, you’re always so good to me, I love you so much.”)

• Speaking of which, he loves it when you call him sweetie, Ken, or even if you refer to him as “your man”. He gets hard just thinking about it.

• He’s definitely a little pervert. Whenever you’re out the house for a lengthened period of time, he’d use the opportunity to steal multiple pairs a pair of your used underwear and jack off to it in your shared bedroom, making sure to leave his cum right in the center of your panties. Little did he know, however, the cameras in your house caught every second of it.

• Kento would absolutely love to be dominated by you. Just the thought of you riding him and fucking him with your strap until there’s tears rolling down his face just does something to him.

• He’ll beg and whimper to you at any point during sex, the way he looks so pathetic as soon as you have him in your grasp is something indescribable and makes you want more. “Mmh—babyyyy—haah—oh goddd—I’m gonna cumm-”

“L-Love please—please let me—”

“Ooohhhh—can’t hold it b-back, d-darling-“

• We all know this man is an absolute king when it comes to aftercare. Giving you a minute to rest, he goes to your kitchen and brews up some chamomile tea. Afterwards, he runs a warm bath with some rose petals which he knows you like.

Toji Fushiguro

• Isn’t very good at communication due to being raised in nothing but an abusive household. Knowing this, you help him every step of the way, and he can’t help but look at you with hearts in his eyes.

•He’ll hit you with a dad joke at the most random and unexpected times. You could both be showering together and he’d be talking about some, “What do you call two ducks and a cow? Quackers and milk.” They’ll always make you laugh, though.

• Expect Toji to tease you 24/7. For example, if you’re wearing a bonnet, best believe he’s snatching it off as soon as you walk past him, laughing and holding it over his head as you’re trying to take it back.

-SWOOP- All you feel now is a breeze on the top of your head instead of your trusty bonnet. “Toji I swear to God if you don’t stop snatching my bonnet there’s gonna be problems.” You turn to face the man who now has your leopard print bonnet in his big hand.

“Oh please girl,” you hated the way he mirrored your sass. (You didn’t) “Y’r not gonna do a thing to me.” He chuckled, now putting your bonnet on his head.

“Tojiiiii you’re gonna stretch it outtt!” You groaned and hit his chest, yet Toji doesn’t pay you any mind.

“Babyyyyy,” He mimics you, “I’ll give it back under one condition.”

You sigh, knowing the exact condition.

“Jus’ gimmie a kiss, and the bonnet is all yours.”

• His usual go-to of pet names would include: Doll, babe, baby, ma, brat, and princess (Ex. “Babe, you wanna come to this new restaurant with me? Heard they had some good steak.” “Quit bein’ such a little brat.” “Y’look so damn pretty, doll.”).

• Toji brags to his best friend Shiu all about you, much to his annoyance. He boasts about how pretty you are, how smart you are, how big your ass is, and how lucky he is to have you.

• He absolutely loves the way you treat his five year old son, Megumi. You treat the boy as if he’s your own, and Toji can’t help but smile until his cheeks are sore, and even then he wouldn’t stop smiling.

• This man cannot cook for shit. The only cooking he’s doing would be making toast with butter or ordering takeout.

• He’d definitely eat you out of a house and home and take a fat nap afterwards, though. His portions of food would be enough to feed three people. Living with him, you’d have to go food shopping every two days.

• Though he’d never admit it, Toji loves hugs and how you smother him will all kinds of affection. He’d act all annoyed and tough and claim he doesn’t like it, but deep down you both know he eats it up every single time.

•Expect to see dirty gym socks and other clothing attire scattered across your shared bedroom. You’ll tell him to stop acting like a pig and clean up after himself, but it’ll go in one ear and straight out the other.

• Toji has such a praise kink. Whenever the words “good boy” or any other compliment leaves your pretty lips, it’s like he can’t think for himself anymore.

• He loves, loves, loves, having sex in missionary position with you. He loves being so close to you, being able to smell your special scent, and whisper in your ears, “Look how—fuck—look how messy this pretty pussy is for me, ma.”

“Y’r taking my cock so fucking well, baby.”

“Love ya so fucking much, y’know that? Hah—shit—Yeah, y’know that.” while he’s absolutely demolishing your insides. Don’t get him wrong, the man loves tons of sex positions, but missionary will always be his first pick.

• He may not look the part, but Toji whimpers and moans like crazy when he’s about to cum. “Hnghh—ooohhhh—fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck—“

• When he cums, expect a bunch of it. It’s so much that it leaks out of your throbbing cunt and onto the light pink bed sheets, leaving a puddle.

• His kind of aftercare would be licking your clit, ridding it of any leftover cum. Afterwards, he’d give you a water bottle and massage any aching body parts. He’d then order some of your favorite take out and you’d both eat it together while watching some corny dad show he found on tv.

Shiu Kong

• You have this man wrapped around your pretty finger. He’ll spoil you rotten. He couldn’t possibly think of saying no to his princess, especially when he has the money to get you whatever you want.

• You will never find yourself in a position where you need to lift a finger whenever he’s around. You’ll get nothing but royalty treatment.

• Shiu absolutely hates it whenever you’re around Toji. He knows Toji wouldn’t do anything, but seeing you even look at him gets on his nerves.

• You wake up to the smell of some freshly cooked bacon and eggs (or whatever else you’d favor) due to him. His day will literally be ruined if he isn’t able to cook for you.

• Whenever you want your hair and nails done, Shiu will give you the money, plus a little extra so you can get yourself something nice.

• Your car will definitely end up smelling like his cigarettes mixed with his signature cologne after a while.

• You practically beg him to teach you a few words in Korean (mostly curse words) since you claims he sounds so sexy speaking it.

“Come onnnnnn,” you whine, following Shiu around the house as he carries the clean laundry in a basket. “Just one word, please?”

“I’ve already said a word, princess, don’t you remember that?” He stops in his tracks and turns to face you.

“Okay—well—one more!” you pout and cross your arms.

“Don’t do that,” Shiu chuckles, then sighs contently. “How could I ever say no to you, beautiful?” Your eyes light up and a big smile is displayed on your face.

“사랑해요, 예쁜.” He whispers in your ear and leaves a kiss on your cheek.

“What’s that mean??”

“It means I love you, pretty.” He cups your face with two hands. You can’t help but giggle and leave a kiss on his lips.

• Like Kento, Shiu wouldn’t call you by your name at all. He hasn’t called you by your name ever since you two first met. Sometimes you wonder if he even knows your name (he does). The names he calls you are: Doll face, love, princess, pretty, beautiful, bunny (Ex. “Did y’want this necklace, princess?” “Let’s go out to eat, doll face.” “You can take it, bunny, can’t you? Yes you can.”).

• Every morning, his head is found in between your legs, licking and sucking at your clit. Every time you try to push his head away due to overstimulation, he says “Come on, pretty, m’just eating some breakfast, gimmie a minute.”

• This man is extremely weak for head. His breathy moans only get louder as he’s getting closer and closer to his climax. “Ohh f-fuck—my love—s-s’close—”

“Y’r sucking s’good pretty—mmh—so fucking good-”

• He’ll immediately return the favor by stuffing your sobbing pussy with his fat cock, thrusting in an unforgiving pace. “H-Hah—you h-hear that? Y’hear how she’s—shit—purring for me l-love?”

“I know you can take it bunny, I know you can—ooohhh ffffuckkkk-”

• After he’s done with you, he kisses your forehead and wipes you down with a warm damp towel. He then massages your plump thighs and kisses your face a bit more. When you’re finally asleep, he goes out to your balcony for a quick smoke.

[uglypastels]

Logan x reader where the reader is scott's younger sister and they're in a secret relationship because she's younger/obviously doesn't want her brother to know. Maybe Scott tries to set her up with someone else or she gets hurt on a mission or something because she got too cocky and everything comes to the surfaces. Sorry I know that's now very descriptive🙈

no don't be sorry this was perfect, if not giving me too much to word with lol. this is so great I wasn't really sure how to incorporate all the elements, but I hope what I managed to do was still good. I certainly had a lot of fun writing it lol. also, apologies if there are some dumb mistakes/errors. i am so sleep deprived but just really wanted to post this before going to bed.

warning: Smut 18+ only. MDNI. no condom [wrap it before you tap it pls]. p in v. fingering. swearing. degradation ["slut" is used]. accidentally almost public stuff. quickie. sub/dom dynamic. un/intentional cockblocking.

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‘Oh my god,’ you moaned out as Logan pressed you against the wall of the small janitor’s closet. It was too cliché to even think about it. And who would have ever expected the Academy to have a janitor’s closet? If you thought about it, it was almost as if the universe wanted you to take this opportunity and hook up with him in the little cubby.

The second you saw him that morning in his loose-fitted long-sleeve and those boot-cut jeans, the only thing you could think about for the rest of the day was how much you needed him. You had managed to survive past noon, and then you had to go and stumble into the garage and catch him working on his motorbike.

His long-sleeve was discarded to reveal the white, now slightly dirty, tank top. His arms were toned and tanned. You watched him just long enough for him to notice your presence, then to grab the towel hanging from his back pocket and wipe his hands clean. 

‘C’mere, Princess,’ he called you over with two fingers, and you almost felt like you had gained the ability to float so quickly had you made your way over to him. Next thing you know, he had picked you up, his hands firmly on your ass, yours in his hair, and your lips colliding in a passionate crash of a kiss. 

‘Fuck, I missed this,’ you moaned out in a desperate moment to catch a breath with your chest already heaving. ‘Missed you.’ You kissed the corner of his mouth, getting the most satisfaction at how a smile formed in the spot where your lips touched him. Neither of you could help yourselves. The urges you felt were nearly animalistic, but when you were around him, you also felt like you were up in the clouds, feeling light as a feather and giddy like an idiot. The need for him was coursing through your veins. 

‘Mmm, I know, sugar,’ his voice came deep from his throat in a growl full of yearning. ‘Gonna let me have my way with you, yeah?’

All you could respond with was a desperate moan. So caught up in the delicious feeling of his body against yours, that you nearly missed the beeping announcement of the garage doors opening. You would have gone on unaware of anything going on around you if it wasn’t for Logan pulling away and setting you back on the ground. It was like a switch flipped on inside your brain, and just in time, as the doors opened and a car drove up as you took your precautionary steps away from Logan, who had gone back to working on his bike. 

The car halted in its designated parking spot, and you weren’t surprised to find your older brother, Scott, stepping out of it. Only he would have such perfectly unfortunate timing.

‘Hi Scott,’ you tried to sound chipper about bumping into him, and absolutely not like he had just interrupted a much-needed make-out session with your boyfriend that he knew nothing about. How you had managed to keep it a secret for all these months, you had no idea. 

‘Hey,’ he smiled politely you way, as he had already made his way to the exit. As always, you couldn’t see his eyes through the red glasses he wore, and yet you could tell exactly where he was looking at with that judgemental look of his. But Logan didn’t pay him any attention, which might have even been the bigger insult than if he had quipped something your brother’s way. You knew he wanted to, though, but you also knew that he didn’t want to insult your brother right in front of you. 

You waited for Scott to walk out of the room, but to your surprise, your brother turned around to you. ‘Are you coming?’

‘She was about to.’ You heard Logan mumble under his breath as he… You weren’t sure what exactly he was doing with that bike with the screwdriver. You never understood much of mechanics.

‘Uhm, yeah,’ you responded, ‘I uhh– I just wanted to ask Logan something. I’ll just be a moment.’

‘No, I’ll see you later, bub,’ Logan caught you off guard. ‘This might still take a while and I don’t want to keep you waiting.’

‘Oh, ok.’ You pushed the disappointment off your face before you started walking to the exit where Scott stood, still none the wiser. As soon as you walked into the corridor, you made up an excuse to go the other way and walked as fast as you could without making it necessarily suspicious if he had glanced your way.

The hours that followed went by painfully slow. You kept your eye out for Logan, but he was nowhere to be seen all afternoon. Dinner had come and gone, and you were returning to your room, already having made your peace with the fact that today was simply one of those days where fate kept you apart.

And exactly at that moment, Logan turned the corner.

‘Where the hell were you all day?’ you questioned, annoyed, but no matter how angry you pretended to be, the grin on your face at the sight of your boyfriend was quite clear in meaning.

‘I did have stuff to finish on my bike.’ He took a few large strides your way, ‘and then some kids needed help with something.’

‘Aww, that’s sweet.’ You leaned into him, your chin on his chest, as you looked up into his eyes.

‘Don’t act too surprised, Princess.’ His arms immediately wove themselves around your waist, and you slowly leaned for a kiss. It was risky to do this in an open hallway where anyone could walk in, but in the moment, you couldn’t care less. You just wanted to feel him, all over you. The desperation for it grew with each second and was ready to explode. 

That was all in theory, of course, since as soon as you heard any threat, the risk-taking daredevil part of you immediately hid, and you were looking for an escape route. It was two pairs of footsteps this time that echoed through the hallways. You cursed under your breath. 

Just your luck to be standing next to a door. Trying its limits again, you pulled down at the door handle and sighed with relief as it opened. You quickly slipped inside, pulling Logan in behind you by the hand. He closed the door back behind him just in time as the footsteps, which you now recognised to be Scott and Jean’s, along with their voices, moved across the spot where you had just been standing.

‘Are they—’ but your question never was finished, as your lips were caught in a haste kiss. It was pitch black in the tiny room, but you heard Logan pull the lightbulb cord. The next thing you know, the faint yellow light illuminated what you now recognised to be the janitor’s cubby. A closet large enough to fit a large shelfcase filled with cleaning products, buckets, and towels. But Logan needed no time to orientate himself. He was already all over you. One hand pinning your leg up against his upper thigh, leading you against the wall. 

‘Oh my god,’ you moaned out as you felt the pressure and structure of the room against your shoulders, Logan’s chest against yours. His hand stroke up and down your leg, squeezing at the soft flesh of your ass.

‘Wanna be my good little girl?’ Logan growled into your ear.

‘Yes,’ you whined, desperate for more than just his kiss. ‘Fuck, yes.’

‘Want me to fuck your tight little pussy, sugar? Just like you’ve been begging me for? What you say, you little slut?’ At the sound of his words, all of yours simply escaped you and so you could only respond in a series of moans and whines. All sounds that brought Logan immense joy and arousal. ‘Yeah, thought so.’ It had been a very conscious choice you had made that morning by wearing a skirt. Not that you had expected to end the day in this closet, but you were sure it would end somewhere in Logan’s grip. And so you were fully prepared. 

His fingers smoothed over your panties, pressing over your slit, feeling the material get soaked through just that one simple touch. But it wasn’t enough. For either you or him. He kept toying with you for a few more minutes, never crossing the material barrier of your underwear, long strokes up and down, pushing in closer, almost as if nothing was there to separate you. 

‘Please,’ you cried out, ‘baby, please. I need–’

‘What do you need, sweetheart? C’mon, use your words?’ God, you hated when he got so cocky. You could never take much of his teasing. Then again, you weren’t in here to exactly last long. 

‘Need your fingers. Please.’ 

‘Good girl,’ he kissed your forehead, snapped the band of your underwear to make you whine so prettily as he loved, and pulled the panties down your legs. 

Another filthy moan left you as his fingers slowly filled you up. The expletives rolled off your tongue in the rhythm of his thrusts. He kept a steady pace, and one that left you shaking against him. So much so that soon enough, he had to hold you up by the arm, pinning you down even harder. One leg propped up high for even easier access to his favourite part of you. 

‘Such a good slut, taking anything I give you, anywhere I want you.’ His voice could practically get you over the edge alone, and he knew that well enough on his own, and so he kept talking. ‘Can’t wait to get my hard cock in you, Princess. Gonna fill you up so good. Fuck. Just you wait—’

‘No, please,’ you cried out.

‘What’s that? My girl can’t wait a few more minutes for her cock?’ He kissed your neck so ferociously it was more like his teeth grazing over the sensitive skin, and the sensation left shivers down your whole body. He raised his mouth up to directly speak against your ear.

‘So fucking desperate. Wish you could see yourself now. Just know you’d do anything for me, wouldn’t you?’ He punctuated the question with one final deep thrust of his large fingers. ‘You gonna cum? No, no, no. Not yet. You’re gonna let me have my fun first, isn’t that right?’

‘Yes.’ was all you managed to say. Then his lips clashed with yours in another of your sloppy kisses. Your hands found themselves in his hair for the second time that day, and you already felt yourself falling into bliss, and that was all without even the feeling of his length finally pushing deep in you. If only you could scream the pleasure you felt. But for now, in the closet, you would make due by digging your nails into his shoulder. That, in turn, only got Logan more riled up as his thrust grew in pace. He hit all your right spots evenly, hard and deep. If he kept going like that, and you were sure he would, you didn’t know just how much longer you would last.

‘Fuck, I’m gonna–’ your voice was breathy and out of focus, as all that was on your mind was him inside you. 

‘Yeah, c’mon, sweetheart, come for me. Come all over my cock.’ he growled the words with the same intensity and desperation for release you felt.

You were so close. Just ready to burst. Moment away when—

When suddenly, a knock on the other side of the door halted the both of you. In a sudden moment, everything washed away with the power of a tsunami. Leaving nothing behind but emptiness.

Someone cleared their throat. Someone who you could already recognise from that simple gesture. 

‘Alright, it’s past curfew, lovebirds, knock it out.’ You could hear in your brother’s voice just how uncomfortable he was by catching two, what he assumed to be students, clearly hooking up. Your guess was that the room had not been as soundproof as you imagined a cubby to be. Or you were that much louder. 

You looked up at Logan, who had already started zipping up his jeans. There was another firm knock on the door.

Well, if Scott had already felt embarrassed, you were about to make it ten times worse.

the end.

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[irisintheafterglow]

Heyy, van I get a suguru geto x reader based on this playlist pls? Creative freedom, I just enjoy the playlist and your writing

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLVNLTHYHuG3QRkaWiIAoNztVS2Ad51M3j&si=R_K3McCdTLK9Vc3H

tell me that you love me, love me till my lips turn blue

summary: for the first time in what feels like forever, you're paired with suguru on a mission. he gets...distracted.

wc: 1.13k

cw/tags: best friends to lovers, some language, canon-typical violence, mutual pining, suguru is the #1 lovesick idiot when you're not around, a little suggestive toward the end but nothing explicit

note: HIII you always have the best requests!! this is short and sweet but i was listening to the playlist nonstop while i was writing and oh MAN was it an experience. like ok powerful reader and powerful bf duo with doja playing in the background?? and then a good ol' makeout session at the end? delicious. hope you like this, thank you for your ask!!!

likes, reblogs, and replies are always appreciated :)

“They’re practically lining up, hmm?”

“Guess they’re excited,” you smile contemptuously at the Curse syndicate in front of you, all seven of the most wanted Jujutsu defectors this side of the prime meridian. Your partner on the mission huffs out an incredulous breath and you see him scowl out of the corner of your eye. “Do you need a–”

“Yeah,” he mutters and you wordlessly hand him the black hair tie from your wrist. You always kept extras when you were working together because he was sure to lose the one he brought; it was basically tradition, at this point. “You wanna take this round while I fix my hair?” 

“Sure, be right back,” you say carefreely as you shoot him a wink over your shoulder. He rolls his eyes lightheartedly at your antics and you decide to show off a little bit. Let’s gamble…25%. You stretch your limbs from side to side before raising a hand, sharply pulling it into a fist when you latch onto the energy signatures of the group in front of you. With such a low gamble, the effect of the additional energy is instantaneous; a quarter of the energy for every enemy in front of you basically over-replenished your own reserve. With the supplemental energy and your opponents temporarily stunned from the energy-theft, you send a single arc across the entire group and render them on the verge of unconsciousness. You mentally kick your technique up to 80% and absorb the remaining Cursed energy, leaving the syndicate groaning and incapacitated. After texting the higher-ups to dispatch a cleaning crew, you check on Suguru’s progress with taming his unruly hair. “You good?”

“Mmm, yeah. Just gimme a little longer,” he says absentmindedly, pulling his hair back over and over again until he’s satisfied with it. “I don’t know why I’m bothering with this, since the mission’s basically over. On paper, at least.” 

“Any idea where that last defector went?”

“I sent out a few Curses to go find him, but chances are he’s long gone by now. Satoru will probably end up catching him.”

“Oh, he’s gonna be so mad that he has to, you know, do his job,” you joke and he chuckles softly under his breath. It sounds like sunshine. “Any hard feelings that you didn’t get to save the day?”

“The opposite, actually,” he corrects and the look he gives you has your face burning. “I’m happy I got to see you in action. It’s not often that we’re paired together.”

“I know, and I’m sure you miss your awesome, amazing, gorgeous, talented best friend.” Your elbow knocks against his bicep and he shoulder bumps yours in response.   

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” he drawls, waving a dismissive hand and your jaw drops in fake displeasure. “Just admit you missed me, already.”

“Not if you won’t admit it first,” you reply nonchalantly, in stark contrast to the increasing rhythm of your heartbeat. You were walking the ledge of that dangerous cliffside again, on the verge of completely falling for your best friend without knowing shit about his own feelings. It was selfish, allowing yourself to love him, but you couldn’t find the motivation to stop. “Let’s get out of this shithole; I’m craving some of that taiyaki we saw earlier on the–” 

Your words are abruptly cut short by Suguru’s hand gently but firmly covering your mouth while the other hand tugs you into a dark nook of the cave. He quietly shushes you and glances in the direction of the footsteps approaching from around the corner. You don’t focus on anything he’s trying to tell you, though, because your mind is short-circuiting from his proximity and the fact that he hasn’t taken his hand away from your arm. In fact, whether consciously or not, his fingers rub little circles onto your skin and your vision becomes a little starry. You weren’t sure if the affection was to relieve his anxiety or yours, but you sure weren’t complaining.

“Stay here, yeah?” He briefly takes his hand away from your mouth but doesn’t go far, repositioning it beside your head due to the cramped space he’d pulled you into. He’s close enough that you can feel his breath, minty from the gum he stole from you in the car. 

“Where are you going?” 

“Gonna take care of that last asshat out there and then come back and,” he inhales, eyes flicking down to your lips for a nearly imperceptible moment, “probably do something stupid.” Before you have the chance to ask what he means, he slips away and you hear the sound of faint rumblings. Chunks of rock crumble on the floor, the thuds mixing with distant pleads for mercy. The iridescent scales of Suguru’s dragon cast rainbows on the walls in the dim light and, before you know it, he’s back in the corner with you, slightly more flushed but just as handsome as minutes prior. “Miss me?”

“Cocky asshole,” you mutter half-heartedly, absolutely sure that he could hear your blood pounding in your ears from sheer adrenaline. He looked intoxicating, staring at you so intensely that your knees were buckling against the wall. The tension was suffocating in the stuffy, dusty atmosphere and your impatience reared its ugly head. “Well?”

“Well,” he breathes, unable to tear his eyes away from your face. 

“You gonna do that stupid thing yet or not?”

“I’m thinking about it,” he admits quietly, one hand brushing the side of your cheek tenderly. “Can I–”

“Stop thinking and just do it, Suguru. I’m not getting any younger–oh,” you murmur, melting into him when he grabs your chin and kisses you with pure devotion. His hand against the wall next to your head turns into his forearm when you pull him as close to you as humanly possible, the other finding your hip and drawing more of those infuriatingly loving circles. When you finally break away long enough to catch your breath, his lips stay on your skin, pressing feather-light kisses to your cheek, neck, and anywhere he could reach. When he finds your ear, he whispers the sweetest little promises that make your head spin. 

“I would die for you, you know,” he says in a low tone that you want to bottle up and inject into your veins. “I miss you so much when you’re out on missions; it drives me out of my mind.”

“I gotcha,” you grin and he raises a sharp eyebrow in question. “I got you to admit you miss me.” 

“Time for you to keep up your end of the deal, sweetheart.” His forehead rests against yours and he lets you greedily pull him even closer, humming when you pull the tie loose and card your fingers through his hair. “Say you missed me too.”

“Mmm. I missed you too, you love sick fool.”

“Takes one to know one, pretty.”

hear that? yeah that's me barking

[octoberautumnbox]

Hello fellow Yuri enthusiast I would like to throw another thought in your head. Siblings Jooe and Yuri being he slut sisters you use and abuse ;) all the spitting choking and fucking these two polar opposite sisters.

Idk I saw those bikini pictures of jooe and she kinda looked like a thick yuri and now I want them both heh.

(idk which jooe pics anon send some in thru dm or imgur or smth pls and I'll edit this to add when u do!)

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Her chains clack against the bedposts; you somehow keep forgetting that these handcuffs aren't the flimsy ones she can easily break free from. Fortunately, it seems she keeps forgetting too, and it only turns her on more as bruises develop on her wrists. Tears stream down her face and her incoherent babbling as you piston deep into her fuckhole only earn her more of her rough fucking.

"Guh, fuck, please, hurts, hu- AAHHHHHH!!" A well-timed slap of her tits brings her ever so close to the edge. You watch them bounce for you as you pound her into the bed harder and harder, and Jooe's consciousness steadily starts fading away once more.

"Please, shit, I'm-" she struggles to blurt out, each thrust seemingly hitting a reset button in her head. You knew what she was trying to say, but if she was gonna be a weak-willed slut like this she didn't deserve to get what she wants.

Just then, the door creaks open and Yuri strolls in with her towel. She's halfway through drying herself off, her own swimsuit still dripping with the poolwater onto your shared room's tiled floor.

"Oppa," she sing sweetly, "can I have a go after Unnie?" She kisses you delicately on the cheek, then on the lips with just the slightest bit of teasing tongue for you. It always turned them on to watch each other take your cock, and it looks like this was no exception.

"Of course, baby. Anything you like," you reply, almost faltering. Jooe reminds you of the job you're in the middle of, as her walls squeeze deliciously around your shaft and makes her pleasures known by the growing wet spot on the bed right under her sore and abused cunt.

"Oppa, please, I wanna cum, I'm so cl-- oh fuck, oh fuck, OH FUCK!! AAAAAHHHH" She delays her orgasm and resultant scream as long as she can, luckily just enough time for Yuri to shut the door and make the room soundproof again. Once she hears the door shut, she lets everything out, and her squirt escapes her poor hole. It splashes all over her crotch, glistening on her puffy pussy lips and coating your rock-hard cock to fuck her even better. You have to give her a moment of respite, else she might actually lose her mind and her ability to hold herself back when with other people.

Pulling out, the last few drops of her girlcum land on the sheets underneath her and she watches as your cock exits. Jooe also watches, her chains clacking again, as Yuri sweetly takes over with licks and pecks on your cock, determined to clean up every single trace of her elder sister before taking you on herself.

"Mm, yummy," she muses gleefully. "Ehehe, how does Oppa want me?"

"Hands on the headboard baby," guiding her to face away from you, right over her sister still cuffed to the bed. She follows immediately, her excitement showing as the crotch of her swimsuit gets wetter than the rest. In position, she looks back at you with love, nothing but a thin piece of fabric that left nearly nothing to the imagination the only thing between you and her perfect pussy.

You pull it aside and she moans cutely at the sensation of being exposed. Rubbing a finger against her puffy lips elicits more lewd sounds, followed by two, and three, before finally teasing her with your cock.

"My good girl, do you want it hard like your Unnie?" you ask gently. Yuri isn't one for rough fucking by default, and you've learned to make sure before taking her.

"Mmm, let's start slow, Oppa," she says as she guides your hand to her boobs, showing her Unnie how well you pleasure her little sister, "we have a show to put on, after all."

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a/n: just a little warmup before I work on actual fics :DDDD

[cuntluvr69]

lezzie roommates one-shot

This is a very lesbian one-shot, long-term friends become roommates and written in the perspective of the hopelessly horny and in love friend who is being driven absolutely wild by the prospect of getting to make her feel ecstasy.

Men and Minors DNI this is 18+

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There was tension in the house. Sexual tension. It began long before anyone had actually moved in. sideways glances and throwaway remarks. A small touch on the shoulder, a hand on the small of a back. then it escalated. We were always very affectionate, maybe moreso than with our other friends but never completely out of left field. Cuddling on the couch, holding each other close in mixed company, reaching out for each other.

It only grew from there. Soon I was noticing when she entered a room, before I saw or even heard her I could feel her presence. It was almost magnetic the way my body was so attuned to hers. and then we were sleeping in each others beds, I would hold her, her body moulding into mine, fitting together like puzzle pieces. Falling asleep breathing in her scent of shea butter and hair products. I knew it was bad when I would dream about her while sleeping in her bed. It frightened me to think of what sounds I had made in my sleep, what I unconsciously did with my hands in those moments after waking, only to find myself in the same position we fell asleep in and then breathe a small sigh of relief.

After that, it took everything in me not to lick her neck as she pushed her ass into my crotch. Her body felt so good under my hands, her breathing like a lullaby, like a baby's sound machine. I would imagine it all in the shapes behind my closed eyelids as I drifted to sleep. The soft sighs she would make as I touched her, slow and sure. her grip in my hair as I trailed kisses down her neck, onto her collarbone. using my tongue I would tease her soft nipples until they pebbled in my mouth, her hands tightening on my scalp, the pain so delicious and provoking. then would come the soft moaning, her quiet "oh god" and "please more". But I wouldn't give in so easily, no in my mind I would tease her until her breaths came in short stuttering gasps. Then I would whisper provocations in her ears while my hand slid slowly from her perfect tits down the swell of her belly and into the mess of damp hair around her cunt.

you're so wet for me baby

mmm, please touch me

yeah you would like that wouldn't you

All the while my index and middle fingers would squeeze her lips between them, not actually touching her where she was so desperately begging, just holding and providing firm pressure on her clit. She would jerk her hips then, trying to get some relief, wetness leaking out of her every passing moment my hand cupped her and didn't move. 

ah ah, so insatiable you are, no patience I would tease, finally dragging my fingers to her soaking entrance. This is where her grip on my curls would become just shy of iron, which egged me on, wanting more, wanting to feel just how tight her grip would get if I kept teasing, testing. Then she would cry out, a beautiful sound I never wanted to end. gritting her teeth she would hiss as I dipped one finger into her, just till the first knuckle, then quickly withdraw, spreading her slick up to her clit and circling it slow with the pads of my fingers. At this, she would purse her lips tight like she was trying to suppress a moan, making a noise like she forgot the rest of a word starting with the letter m. 

want me inside baby?

god- mmmm- yes pl- please fuck me

then I would suck her thick lobes into my mouth, place a kiss on that sensitive part right below her ear and say your wish is my command. Then, replacing my fingers with my thumb I would slip, one, two, fingers inside her, feeling her clench around me, her clit getting hard and more swollen as my thumb continues circling. 

good, yeah that's so good she would gasp all in one breath like it was urgent, like if she didn't say all at once she would explode. My fingers curling inside her plush warmth, feeling myself getting wetter and more aroused in my boxers. 

god you feel so good then I would push in a third finger, encountering no resistance as she opened up for me so beautifully. Using my thigh to push in deeper as I straddled hers and grinded down, chasing some friction. propped up by my elbow I peppered kisses on her neck, her cheeks, her nose, then finally captured her mouth and slid my tongue against her lips, seeking entrance, she sucked my tongue into her mouth then, and I angled my face to get deeper. swallowing the short grunts she was making as I fucked into her, fingers curling just inside her pubic bone against her inner walls. feeling her clench around me I would moan, loud and unabashed into her mouth and she had to pull away to cry out, her jaw falling open as she bucks her hips, chasing her pleasure.

come on my cock I rasped into her neck and then she was coming, her back arching and her grip on my head so delicious and torturous, her cunt clenching around me as I fucked her through her orgasm. 

Except this was all only happening in my head, all the while we lay together, my arms around her waist and her ass in my crotch and my hands resting perfectly still as I listen to the sound of her steady breaths, in, and out. Historians would call us roommates, and they would be right.

[shawtuzi]

hello loves im back i’ve had the worst writers block ever so here’s a draft i’ve been working on forever. i present to you squirting with the aot boys!!! (eren, jean, armin, reiner, levi)

this is 18+ content///cw include: fem!reader, black coded reader, lots n lots of squirting, choking, car sex, 69ing in armins part, unprotected sex AND rough sex in reiners part, oral f&m receiving, overstimulation, orgasm denial, slight size kink, use of restraints and toys in levi’s part, daddy and sir kink, lots of praise n degradation and i think that’s about it pls enjoy *kiss kiss* this is not proofread btw i’m sorry for any mistakes

eren yeager * ੈ✩‧˚

“e-eren slow down i-i can’tttt,” you pleaded beginning to feel lightheaded from eren’s iron grip on your throat. he had you pinned to the bed by your neck while his free hand was knuckles deep in your soaked pussy. he’d been at this for god knows how long and you were beginning to think it was never ending by the way his pupils had become completely blown out. “you can do it baby jus’ one more time for me yeah? one more time for your renny?” he smiled pressing one, two, three kisses to your swollen lips. you whimpered against his lips wishing your could feel his soft locs between your fingers but alas he couldn’t resist teasing you and made sure his hair was tied up and out of your reach </3 “m’so sensitive though….it hurts renny,” you sniffled attempting to close your thighs but eren just shoved them right back open, slapping your pussy twice for disobeying him. eren could tell you were on the brink of cumming by the way your thighs began to shake violently and you could only muster broken moans. “look at me. i want you to look at me while you make a mess all over my fingers open your fucking eyes y/n,” eren growled tightening his already harsh grip on your neck. you cracked open your eyes looking straight into eren’s emerald ones, “i’m- i’m gonna—ngh shiiiit fuck eren!” you squealed gripping on his bicep for dear life while his middle and ring finger plunged inside your pussy at a brutal pace. “that’s it baby that’s it you’re so good for me, my pretty baby there you go,” he rasped, mouth watering at the sight of your wet, swollen pussy. he almost felt bad that he wasn’t even close to finished with you yet. almost. “you did so well for me baby, can you do it just one more time on my dick? please?” he gave you the most sickeningly sweet pout he could muster while palming over his dick in the process. you bit your lip thinking to yourself for a moment before nodding slowly, “yes….but only if you finish inside me.” eren smiled yanking his sweats down his thick thighs, “that’s my good girl.”

jean kirstein * ੈ✩‧˚

“mmm jean,” you purred in his ear, taking the lobe between your teeth to nibble on it. “that feel good mama?” jean smiled biting down harshly on his bottom lip at the sound of your squelching pussy that was squeezing his fingers in the most delicious way possible. jean was only supposed to stop by to drop off some clothes and makeup you’d left at his place because you were leaving for the weekend, but one thing led to another and suddenly you were in jean’s lap your legs spread as wide as possible while he fingered you. even cramped together in his car seat he still made the moment feel so sensual, whispering sweet nothings and praises in your ear while he rubbed tight little circles on your swollen clit. you came on his fingers three times now but he still wasn’t satisfied. not to be crude be he wanted you to make a mess all over the drivers seat </3 “gimme a kiss,” he whispered turning his head slightly to capture your lips immediately shoving his tongue in your mouth. you moaned oh so sweetly into the kiss, making sure to suck on his tongue and nibble on his bottom lip just the way he likes. “mmf—fuck,” jean grunted giving your pussy a rough slap before shoving three fingers inside you, his palm brushing against your clit with every movement his hand made. not be able to keep up with his intense kissing jean took it upon himself to leave wet, sloppy kissed on your neck instead. “you look so pretty like this. my cute little doll i love you so much, you love me too right?” he smiled, licking away at a stray tear trailing down your cheek. “y-yes jean love you so so much, n i’m gonna miss—ha! m-miss you even more,” you sniffled wrapping your smaller hand around his wrist. “j-jean m’gonna cum m-might be messy m’sorry,”you whimpered the squelching of your pussy becoming louder by the minute. “it’s okay baby i want it to be messy, go ahead and make a mess on daddies fingers make him proud,” his sweet tone had you squirting all over his fingers indeed making a mess all over his seat but he didn’t care ofc. jean sighed contently licking your dripping release off his fingers, “good job baby you always are so good for me.”

armin arlert * ੈ✩‧˚

armin is a service dom through and through. he was already an attentive boyfriend and it increased tenfold once you let him indulge you. ofc he loves to feel your tight little pussy around his dick but eating your pussy from the back while you sucked him off could never be topped. “s-shit min slow down i can’t concentrate,” you huffed trying your absolute hardest to concentrate on the pretty dick in front of you. armin grunted slowing down his kitten licks on your clit to which you were very thankful for. you wrapped your lips around his leaky tip humming in satisfaction as the salty, sweet taste of him. not even three minutes later he picked up the pace again while also adding two fingers inside your sopping pussy. armin bit his lip harshly his dick twitching at the sight of your pussy practically sucking his fingers back in every time he slightly pulled them out. “your pussy is so pretty y/n can’t believe it’s all mine. all. fucking. mine.” he punctuated the last three words with quick slaps to your ass, giggling when he felt you whimper around his dick. he curled his fingers just a tad the tips of them bumping against that spongy spot that had your eyes rolling back and your toes curling. you pulled off his dick with a lewd pop trying to stop the trembling in your thighs, “yes armin right there that feels so good shit.” armin smirked adding a third finger, “yeah baby? right there? did i find your special spot?” you weakly nodded now lazily pumping his dick with one hand while the other toyed with his balls. “uh huh don’t stop please,” you sniffled now practically fucking yourself on his slender fingers. armin could tell you were close by the way your pussy was beginning to drool over his fingers and your moans were becoming nighter, he was now more than determined to bring you to your peak. “o-oh my—fuckkkk,” you whined a small fountain of your cum beginning to soak armin’s chest. he took the opportunity to sit you completely on his face drinking up everything you had to offer him, not even caring that he had little to no room to breathe. you took a couple deep breaths before realizing armin was still underneath you—not that he was making any attempt to move you. “min you okay?” you asked turning yourself around so you were now sitting on his stomach. armin looked dazed but also extremely content the entire lower half of his face and neck glistening, “i’m just perfect baby thank you.”

reiner braun * ੈ✩‧˚

“oh r-reiner just like that s-shit,” you cried burying your face in the sheets beneath you. reiner bit his lip harshly trying incredibly hard not to bust at the sight of your greedy little pussy swallowing his dick. he set one knee up on the bed before wrapping his arm around your neck pressing your body impossibly close to his chest. “you feel so good baby, such a good little pussy you got and so wet too were you this wet all day,” he purred in your ear licking a bead of sweat that was trailing down your neck. you wrapped your hands around his bulging bicep trying to find any strength you had to make a sentence. “y-yes i needed you so bad! i-i tried my fingers—shit but they didn’t do anything,” reiner could cry right now honestly you looked so damn adorable babbling about how he was the only person that could bring you to climax. “it’s okay baby it’s okay i’m here. daddy’s gonna making everything better just let yourself go,” he cooed in your ear bringing his free hand down to your swollen clit rubbing sloppy figure eights. “y-yes fuck please go harder pleaseeee,” you dug your fingernails into his bicep nearly breaking the skin but reiner couldn’t even feel it too engulfed in the feeling of you and your scent. reiner didn’t need to be told twice. he flipped you on your back and pushed your knees to your chest, shoving his entire dick in you with one swift thrust. “k-kiss me please,” you whined giving reiner your best doe eyes. “shit c’mere,” reiner bent down smashing his lips against yours, biting down harshly on your bottom lip. he brought his hands to your face brushing his thumbs over the chubbiness of your cheeks, “such a pretty girl, wish we could stay like this forever.” you kissed his thumb gently before sucking on the tip, “we can stay like this forever just stop going to work.” the adorable pout on your face had reiner’s balls tightening, his brutal pace stuttering just a tad. “well,” he sighed spreading your legs open his fingers immediately finding your clit, “if i didn’t work who would support your little spending habits huh? you need my money, you need me baby.” you nodded your head dumbly, the coil in your stomach about to burst from his brutal thrusts. “y-yes i need you daddy i don’t—i don’t know what id do without you p-please make me cum please daddy,” you babbled not even caring how alarmingly loud you were being. “ngh fuck,” reiner growled pulling his dick out to tap it against your clit until you came, coating his pelvis in your essence. reiner trailed his eyes down your convulsing body, his dick jumping at the sound of your tiny whimpers. your back slightly arched off the bed when you felt reiner slip his dick between your soaked folds, “i hope you don’t think we’re done yet pretty girl i haven’t even came yet and i have so much to give you.”

levi ackerman * ੈ✩‧˚

“you look so pretty like this y/n,” levi smiled turning up the pressure to the pretty pink wand he caught you with not too long ago. “i-it’d be better if i could touch you,” you sniffled tugging gently at the silk ties that bound your wrists. levi was a very patient man when it came to you. he could tolerate your whining sometimes and your neediness but he absolutely hated when you deliberately disobeyed him. his request was simple; “don’t touch yourself while i’m gone” and it would’ve been easy if he hadn’t teased you like the mean man he was before he left for work he was the only one to blame! but unfortunately your boyfriend didn’t see it that way which is how you ended up tied to the bed spread eagle while levi tortured you by removing the vibrator every time he saw you were close to cumming. he brought his hand to your plump lips, shoving his thumb in your mouth, “now you know i can’t let you touch me baby not when you’ve misbehaved. levi pressed the want harder against your clit relishing in your pathetic moans and pleas for him to let you cum. “levi— i-i mean, sir please let me cum i-it hurts,” you whined, balling your hands up into fists when you felt him remove the wand once more. levi pondered for a moment belfre giving you a smirk resting the wand on your twitching thigh. “tell you what, i’ll let you cum but i’m warning you once i start i won’t stop ‘kay baby?” he smiled gliding the wand over your slicked folds. you were nodding before he even finished, bucking your hips up against the wand, “yes yes that’s fine just please do something please sir i can’t hold it much longer” tears were now flowing down your cheeks making levi’s dick twitch uncomfortably in his dress pants. “as you wish angel just relax for sir okay?” he smiled pressing the want against your clit once more meanwhile he used his free hand to tweak at your nipples. it didn’t take long for you to cum, your slick soaking your thighs and the sheets below you. “levi wait- ngh,” you were cut off by levi giving your thigh a harsh slap, his glare making chills run down your spine. “what did you call me?” he tsked turning up the setting to the vibrator. “m’sorry! i-i mean sir i’m sorry, can you please turn it down m’sensitive” you whined attempting but failing poorly to shut you legs. levi chuckled giving your nipple a rough pinch before bringing his hand down to your pussy shoving his middle and ring finger in your tight entrance, “silly girl did you not hear our deal?” your breath hitched as you felt your second orgasm approaching it was damn near impossible to comprehend a thought. “ohhh my— levi!” you squealed your eyes rolling back as you came a lot harder this time, making a nice little stain on levi’s pants that he’ll have to deal with later. levi groaned removing the vibrator from your swollen clit, he unbuckled his pants yanking them to his ankles. when your eyes fluttered open you were met with grey eyes piercing into yours, “let me tell you what our deal was since your pretty little head can’t think right now,” he chuckled tapping his tip against your clit. “we’re not gonna stop till i’m done and i won’t be done until your little pussy can’t hold my cum anymore ‘kay baby?”

[kongkhoi]

do i need to tell you again?

character: scaramouche

warnings: smut, degradation, dom scaramouche, biting, teasing, orgasm denial, blowjob, swallowing cum, hair pulling, creampie, afab reader

word count: 1.8k

a/n: not proofread, enjoy (?)

“sc-scaramouche! ah-”

you’re laying on the bed, the man above you pinning your wrists down into the plush surface. his head is in the crook of your neck, hungrily licking and sucking, marking you as his. he relishes in your sounds and in your scent, his control slipping with every noise you squeak out. he wants to take you then and there. 

it’s absolutely hypnotic to him. how sensitive you seem to be, how he can feel your hands clenching tighter, how your thighs are on the verge of shaking from desire. he wills himself to prolong the moment. extend his patience. 

after all, who knows what cute sounds you’d let out if he were to.. 

you let out a repressed squeal when he bites down into the soft flesh of your neck, leaving you panting. you try to hold back your noises, biting your lip. 

“bastard,” you manage to spit out. “that’s gonna leave a mar- nngh!”

you’re interrupted when he harshly sucks on that same spot, almost making him laugh at your sudden silence. he smugly chuckles against your skin, continuing his kisses. he trails up your now-sensitive neck, to your jawline, to the corner of your mouth. you can’t stop the mewls that spill from your lips, your mind going blank. 

he takes a second to see what’s become of you. face flushed, lips rosy and swollen, pupils blown wide, marks littering your neck. with a low growl in his throat, he licks his lips at the sight.

“already so needy. i’ve barely even started,” he teases, his voice lilting ever so slightly. it sends a shiver down your spine.

you open your mouth to respond. to deny, to retort, anything. but his lips crash into yours before you do, robbing you of whatever you had to say. his kisses are breathtaking. ravenous but reticent. rough and yet ever so slightly laced with sweetness. before long, he has your back arching and your hips desperately rolling into his--despite any of your claims to want otherwise. heat pools between your legs more and more by the second, making you crave for any kind of relief through friction. but you wouldn’t dare let him know about that.

scaramouche pulls away, meeting your eyes, loving the way your eyes look distant and hazy. smirking, he releases your hands to trail one down to your slick cunt sopping with arousal. your eyes widen at his touch, wanting to become undone with just his fingers alone, only your pride stopping you from outright begging.

“look at this, he hisses. he brings his hand into view, his fingers glistening with your slick. aware of every detail, you take a sharp breath in, entranced.

“such a slut. this wet already? i can only wonder what goes on in your head right now.” he smirks. bringing his fingers to his mouth, he slowly drags his tongue along them. he maintains eye contact, not for a moment missing any of your reactions.

the feeling in your gut tightens at that, almost making you whimper. 

with your hands now free, you flip him over with you on top. you’re freeing his cock from it’s confines when he grabs your hair and tugs, making you moan and look up at him.

“ah, ah, ah,” he reprimands.

it’s a simple gesture. yet for some reason it sets a fire within you. you want to see him cry out in pleasure and yet you obey, staying a hair’s breadth away from his angry cock. you’re eager and awaiting, even enjoying the ache his grasp on you brings.

so you feign annoyance. “what is it this time,” you grunt.

“as nice it would be to have you doing this on your own accord, i could only imagine what a view it would be if i did...this.” his grip on your hair tightens enticingly.

“open,” he commands, and you do, leaving your mouth wide open for him to use like a toy.

not wasting any time, he brings your head down onto his cock. you gag at the sudden intrusion and he lets out a low moan at the sudden tightness your throat brings. tears sting the corners of your eyes and your glare shoots daggers up at him, making the man laugh.

“it only gets rougher from here. but i’m sure you already know that, whore.”

you suck harshly on his dick in retaliation, shutting him up with a grimace.

he thrusts up into your mouth again, building up a regular pace. gagging and choking on his cock, you elicit long, drawn out moans from scaramouche. fucking his cock into you deeper, his breath hitches, his other hand tangling into your hair as well. 

you swirl your tongue around his length and groan, making him pull your mouth off of him.

breathing heavily, he demands, “what do you think you’re doing?”

“can’t handle it?” you chuckle. the spit your escaping from your mouth and the darkened blush on your face drives him crazy. before he can answer, you blow hot breath onto the tip of his cock.

eyes darkening, he grips onto your locks once again, his cock filling your mouth. the even faster pace and the lack of air makes your head spin and your vision blur.

heavy breathing fills the room as you continue to struggle for air, the man above you adoring just how tight and warm your throat is around him as his visage contorts in pleasure. the tears falling from your lust-shrouded eyes is the icing on the cake, and it’s not long after until scaramouche shoots hot cum down your throat.

he releases his grip on your hair and you pull off, wiping the tears from your cheeks. you’re finally able to breathe when he shoves you onto the bed again, your back meeting the cushiony mattress.

scaramouche positions himself between your legs, gripping your thighs so tightly it was sure to bruise. but you’d be a liar if you said you didn’t like it. after much anticipation on your end, he hauls your legs over his shoulder, and easily slips his cock into your sloppy cunt, making you cry out.

“hah, you’re not even putting up a fight anymore. has my stupid little slut finally come to her senses?”

you manage to squeak out a response.

“hm? speak up,” he sneers.

“yes!”

he raises an eyebrow and pauses. “yes, what?”

you hesitate to answer. but the way the desire pools in your stomach is more than enough to make you swallow whatever dignity you have left. anything to relieve the burning ache that only builds.

“i... i need you to fuck me, scara. please.”

“not good enough.” he begins to stroke his cock, to send a message. “if you keep this up, i’ll leave you here and get off by myself. so tell me. what do you want me to do to you?”

your throat bobs as you gulp. with a deep breath, you beg. “please. please i need you to fuck me, scaramouche. i-i’m your dumb slut and only yours, just pl- ngh! ah s-so big!-”

upon his bottoming out into you, the only thing you can do is curl your toes and throw your head back in pleasure as his cock drags so deliciously between your walls and his skillful fingers rub circles into your sensitive clit. you can only grip the bedsheets and watch with blurred vision as he thrusts deep into you.

scaramouche fucks into you and ravages you better than you ever could with those fingers and toys. almost pulling out, he rams back into your tight cunt, making you scream. “i can’t -ngh- i can’t, scara-”

“take it,” he growls in between thrusts. “you’re gonna take anything i give you, understood?” 

his head perfectly aimed at that spot you love, hitting it with every thrust makes your mind go blank. it feels so good, you can’t help but babble out incoherent “yes, thank you”s and “feels good!”s. the coil tightening in your stomach and the way you clench around his dick tells him everything he needs to know.

right before you can cum, he pulls out of you, eliciting a whine from your lips, now bitten raw and red.

“hah,” he pants. “bend over. the side of the bed. c’mon, you can do it.”

it takes a few seconds to process. “b-”

“do i have to repeat myself?”

you blush and shake your head, doing as he says. your ass now exposed, back arched, cunt dripping, you manage to comply. the lack of vision you have in the new position sends goosebumps across your skin.

he rests his hands on your hips and caresses your ass, making you shiver. he lines up his cock to your welcoming entrance, groaning at how it sucks him in so nicely. wet, hot, and tight for him, he bottoms out into you. its cruel and torturous, the pace he sets. his cock kissing your g-spot, you press into the mattress at the pleasure it gives you. but you want more. and he knows it.

“more! please,” you sob. “f-faster!”

“all you had to do was ask.”

the harsh thrusts and his fingers digging into your stomach bring you closer and closer to your high. your whimpers and moans come out higher pitched as you near your climax.

it hits powerfully, amplified by your previous denied orgasm. you near scream into the bed, your sobs muffled and your tears flowing. but he doesn’t stop there. you’re still sensitive when scaramouche bends down to whisper in your ear, “god, you’re so -nngh- so tight! does my cock feel that good? going stupid already?”

you try to respond, but can’t form the words. your tight hole clenching tighter around his cock at his venomous words.

“you like that? is that gonna make you cum? go on, then.”

your thighs have long given out, your body convulsing under him. mind screaming from the pleasure the overstimulation brings, hearing nothing but scaramouche’s voice and the sound of wet skin against skin. it’s all too much. you cum for the second time, making him groan at the feeling.

he thrusts harder into you, causing you to cry out. his voice husky and moans broken, his hips stuttering, and his legs giving out, he cums inside. the hot liquid shooting deep mixes with your own slick and cum, slowly dripping out as he pulls out of your used hole. he uses two fingers to swipe up as much as he can and stuff it back into you.

“good,” he pants.

you tilt your head to the side, face red. “mmm. good?”

he nods. he moves the stray hair away from your face and sits down, fixing your body in a more comfortable position. “yeah. we’ll sort things out in the morning.” he pulls a blanket over the two of you. “rest up.”

you sigh as you take one last look at him. “alright.”

[quitesins]

Icy Hot Explosions

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Bakugou x Fem!Reader x Todoroki

Tags: 18+, NSFW/ Smut, aged up characters, established relationship, polygamy, threesome but not really, voyeurism, edging, orgasm denial, degradation [name calling “slut” & “bitch”], lmk if I missed any tags pls!!!

You and Bakugou fuck, Shouto watches, simple really.

There wasn’t much you could do about Todoroki’s mission. Even Bakugou hadn’t been able to threaten his way in getting it dropped.

A mission over in another country, one that would take three weeks… minimum.

So at the airport, peppering him in kisses, Bakugou pulling him in for one last hug, your heart sank at the thought of a near month without Todoroki. Bakugou felt the same, arm around you as you waved, rubbing your sides with a nervous fidget.

Despite the missing person from your house, it did not quieten, Bakugou’s relentless teasing directed solely at you.

You see, Todoroki had fallen in love with you for your kindness, your peace and how you put him at ease. But Bakugou had fallen for your snark, the way you’d fight back when he pushed, how you never backed down.

Perhaps the house was even louder, the calmer one of you three not present to keep the house in line. The two of you bickered but laughed, enjoying each other's company, sharing the stress of an absent partner.

“Kats! I’m home!” Your voice rang out, skipping over to see the blond man by the stove, mixing something that smelled delicious.

“Oi, watch it,” He grumbled as you peered past him, nearly toppling the both of you over. “Excited?”

“Mmm, slow day, missed you.” He turned to kiss you as you spoke. “Mind making it a bit more interesting?”

There was a slight raise of his eyebrows, which you only responded to with a kiss on his neck, nibbling by the ears.

“You’re fuckin’ horny.” Bakugou brought a hand to squish your cheeks together, amused by your attempt to reply.

“Mmph- just a little.”

You snaked an arm around him, toying with the stove dials before turning them off, using the other hand to rub over his trousers, which only made him snarl.

“Fine, I’ll give you what you want, fuckin’ slut.”

There was a fumble and the sound of laughter as he picked you up under the thighs, dragging you over to the living room, and practically throwing you onto the couch. The loud thud made Bakgou glance over to see if he had hurt you, but you only smiled, beckoning him to come close.

He kissed you with exhilaration, hands moving to lift up your shirt. Letting it fall to the floor, his mouth immediately latched onto your breasts. With another hand reaching down, he slipped it past your trousers, finding your clit easily and making you whine at the touch.

You tried to muffle the sounds with a bite of your hand but Bakugou nipped at you, growling, “Let me hear you princess.”

You pushed off your own trousers, eager to let Katsuki continue. His kisses sauntered lower, leaving a trail of light marks as he reached your panties. Lifting you up with ease, he pulled the fabric off gently, grinning at how wet you were already.

“What would Shouto think, his girl soaked at some teasing.” He taunted, licking a short stripe against you.

He’d shown you so much patience so far, well, of what he could muster, but with the little whimper you let out as his tongue dipped inside you, his resistance completely broke. Eating you out like he was starved, he sucked at your clit, sending waves of pleasure up your spine. His fingers inched closer to your sex, collecting the mess of slick and spit, before pressing in. He started slowly, shallow pumps but you were voracious and pushed your hips further with a whine.

“Fuckin’ minx,” Bakugou groaned, pressing another in “Look at how you’re taking me, greedy thing.”

“Did you miss him that much hah? Can’t even go a week without being fucked.” Those words pulled a short gasp out of you as his fingers reached deeper.

Within minutes Bakugou had you melting in his hands, drawing you closer to orgasm, something he would never fuck you without having done already.

“Look at you,” There was a sound of some shuffling, “what If I took a picture of you, sent it to him?”

The sound of the phone’s shutter going off, made you cover your face in embarrassment; sharing photos with each other wasn’t new but it always had you flushing faintly.

“Kats, just fuck me already.” Unknowingly your hips moved, wiggling as you presented yourself.

“Dirty bitch,” Bakugou sneered, holding his dick to rub at you before sinking in. “That icyhot’s missing out.”

The feeling of him filling you, had you gripping the couch, Bakugou slow but anticipation rising as your warmth enveloped him.

“All to myself, sweet girl?” There was a slight strain in his voice as he dragged his cock out, sheathing himself to the hilt again. “I know you like being shared though.”

“Why don’t I call him, baby, give him a show.” Bakugou’s voice stabled as he continued to push in and out.

“No need, I have been enjoying it so far.”

The voice startled the both of you, you almost screaming and Bakugou’s palms heating ready to get into fight position. It’s only when you both finally let the figure come to sight, did your defenses simmer down.

There stood Shouto, hair tousled, merging red with white, cladded in a work shirt, black slacks and blazer nowhere to be seen. Heterochromatic eyes danced with a distant amusement as they wandered over the exhibit that was the two of you.

Still stunned, you didn’t speak, making Bakugou pipe up first. “Oi, why didn’t you say anything, fuckin perv.”

Todoroki only laughed, stalking closer till he was pressed up against the blond. “With the things you’ve been saying, I don’t think it’s fair to call me that.”

You whined watching him kiss the corners of Bakugou’s neck, the blond melting, slowing his movements.

“Katsuki, you're making our baby impatient,”Todoroki lightly scolded, reaching around to trace his fingers across your thigh. “Look at her, so needy.”

And with that the bi coloured man shifted over to you, lowering his lips to catch onto yours, kissing you deeply to make up for the days he had gone.

His hair brushed against you slightly, longer than you had last seen, and it smelled reminiscent of the coconut conditioner you all used, he must have showered before he got here.

As if he had read your thoughts. “I wanted to hug you guys as soon as I got home, so I cleaned up,” he mused, “but it seems I only returned to something much more filthy.”

Bakugou flushed at the comment, resuming his harsh thrusts, as if to counter his embarrassment. “Shut the fuck up, I… just kiss me.”

The sight of your two men kissing, one deep inside you while the other rubbed circles on your clit, had you keening in pleasure.

You didn’t want to cum just yet, not satisfied with the attention you had missed out on for weeks, but Bakugou was never one to leave you unpleased, and the rhythm of his hips alongside the ministrations on your bud, you were ever so close.

“She’s gonna cum already,” Bakugou huffed, clearly not too far behind himself. “Must’ve missed your shitty face.”

“Hm? The face you’re kissing right now?” Instead of returning to kiss him, Todoroki opted to nip at the other man’s lip.

“F-fuck you-” Bakugou cut off, the feeling of your tightening walls dragging him closer to his end too.

“Oh I’m planning to.” Breaking the kiss, Todoroki situated himself behind you on the couch, pulling you up onto his lap, “and you too sweetheart, I've missed this pretty pussy of yours.”

Those words made you clench, and Bakugou felt it too, groaning as his cock reached a particular spot inside you. The pressure had you squealing, Bakugou feeling you pulse around him, making him hit that spot again, over and over again.

High nearing you tried to warn Bakugou, too drunk on fucking you, so Todoroki had caught on first, halting Bakugou with a palm on his stomach.

“Did you really think, I’d let either of you cum. Fucking? Without my permission.”

The grey and blue of his eyes darkened, still gazing over the both of you as your own opened wider. He had always been like that, despite the confidence that Katsuki could display, Shouto had always truly been in charge. His own natural assertiveness dominating the both of you, and the two of you willingly submitting, well, with Katsuki more or less.

Finally able to speak out a word, Bakugou huffed, trying to push against the hold Todoroki had him in, “Sho-” seeing as the man wouldn’t budge, the blond opted to comply, and beg, “please.”

Todoroki was a man of resolve, and you both knew it would be worthless to even try break it, no matter how hard you tried.

Yet he took a pity on your watering eyes, and your other partner’s pleads.

“Alright, you needy things.”

And with that, you felt yourself being filled to the brim, both to the surprise of you and man filling you, Todoroki pulling in Bakugou with a grip round his hips.

Bakugou choked out a curse, the slick walls of your tensing insides, encasing him once again. The cool air switching with the heat of your cunt, you felt his cock throb as you moaned.

It wasn’t long before you found yourself clutching onto Todoroki’s arm, still massaging patterns into your skin. Bakugou’s own nails digging into you, leaving crescent shaped marks across the inclines of your hips.

Coming with unexpected cries, the man you both loved so dearly, watched with a lustful stare. Thick ropes of cum filled you up, Bakugou being too late to pull out, but you didn’t care, your own pleasure making your head fuzzy and white.

“It’s alright.” Todoroki held you closer, hushing as you still shook from the aftershocks of your orgasm. “I got you.”

Panting breaths, long and deep, fucked out and tired, the two of you calmed from passing high. Todoroki pushed the hair that had stuck to the sweat on your forehead, aside to kiss it, then doing similar to Bakugou, who squirmed but took it anyways.

Looking up, finally stilling your breathing, you immediately gasped, mind no longer clouded with lust and twisted hastily to hug Todoroki.

Maybe you should’ve been embarrassed, naked pressed up against the taller man, still dressed, but you felt nothing but a satisfied glee. Giddy, nearly vibrating with joy, you heard Bakugou laugh over your shoulder, seeing him put on his boxers.

“Oi, wasn’t I enough.” There was no insecurity in his words, only a light jab at how insatiable you could be.

“Ah, and you didn’t miss me?” Todoroki raised a brow, one arm wrapped around you, the other reaching out to bring your third into the hug.

“Tch, like I would.” His words didn’t match his actions, a curl of his lips as he accepted the embrace, almost burrowing into the hold.

The feeling of absolute bliss only accentuated, teeth wide on display, eyes Bakugou could’ve sworn were twinkling.

“Stop makin’ such a stupid face.” The blond dipped to kiss you, tugging your lower lip with his teeth a little as he let go.

“Kats.” You furrowed, pushing him slightly off Todoroki, which he returned with a nudge.

The childish display of bickering was one Todoroki had missed, but all he wanted to do right now was relax, possibly get his dick sucked.

“Already fighting over me?” Todoroki questioned, entertained, “I suppose I’ll have to deal with this myself.”

A hardness underneath you was suddenly made aware, and you wanted to help him immediately.

“Nah ah.” Grasp on your wrist stopping you, Bakugou having spoken up. “Why are you back so early.”

“The mission was completed.”

Making a noise of confusion, you further inquired, “Wasn’t it 3 weeks?”

“I just get my work done fast,” Todoroki jibed, a cocky habit he’d picked up from Bakugou over the years.

Bakugou’s eyes narrowed, giving Todoroki a suspicious glare, you following almost comically in your suspicion.

“Alright, perhaps I missed you guys too much. I asked Midoriya if he could switch out with me.”

The name of his childhood friend had bakugou barking with laughter,

“Fuckin’ Deku?”

You felt a little bad, knowing the number one pro was still such a people pleaser, unable to refuse any request. But for the most part the comfort of having your two favourite people by your side, made up for the twinge of guilt.

“You’re terrible Sho.” Giggling and tucking yourself closer to him while Bakugou sifted his hands through Todoroki’s hair, the other tapping at your thigh with a rhythm.

With another gentle kiss, Todoroki whispered, “Well you don’t seem to mind.”

Edit: bye I wrote red and blue eyes at first, ion even know what Todoroki looks like help

Yuhhhh, todobaku brainrot made this happen and mind the really bad title, title machine broke. Anyways thanks for reading!! Appreciate it!!

[megumisbimbo]

Distraction*

fushiguro megumi x fairy!reader/fem!reader

this is my entry for @izukine’s fairytales and mythical creatures collab - hope you enjoy it liyah <3

This is nsfw work - minors pls do not interact

warnings: aphrodisiac(?), unprotected sex, slight oral (fem receiving), deception(?)

taglist: @erispancakes @innrsoul @ohno-otome @kirsteiiins @nkogneatho @puptarou @fiaficsxo @arumiee @mitsuluv @rintarouss @dukina @jean-prettyboy-kirschtein

Megumi’s mind was racing. Exams were coming up and he was having a hard time focusing. He had tried everything. From classical music to meditation, nothing was helping him focus. This was his third and final year, he could not fail, no matter what. Megumi helplessly stared out his dorm window, the sunlight bouncing off the pavement and straining his eyes. A walk might do him some good, he thought to himself. He rolled out of his bed and slipped his shoes on, half eager to get some much needed vitamin d.

There was a small park near Jujutsu Tech that Gojo frequently took him to when he was younger. Days of fighting horrible curses and now losing the only person he could call his best friend, Megumi was truly in need of some time to himself.

He found the biggest tree with the most shade and sat underneath it. The feeling of the cool grass underneath his fingertips and the soft breeze blowing past alleviated the pain that spread throughout his body like a disease. He closes his eyes and soaks in the feeling, relishing in the peace if only for moment.

Megumi doesn’t know what time he fell asleep, but he arises with a heavy weight across his chest. He looks down and sees a small figure no bigger than Nishimiya curled up against him. He couldn’t quite understand what it was, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. He didn’t dare move, afraid of waking you. It proved to be useless when you lifted your hand to rub your eyes.

“Um…who..are you?”

“Oh I’m sorry you just looked so comfortable…and I-I’m sorry I’ll go.”

You knew your intentions, and they were definitely not innocent. You were a fairy, of course, and not the ones told in cute stories for children. No you were much more…treacherous. You happened to stumble across exactly what you were looking for. A young boy with blood red as roses and as delicious as spring cherries.

“Wait-..don’t go…it’s ok. I didn’t mean to wake you. What’s your name?” Megumi asked, against his better judgement.

Megumi was known for having a strong mind, one must in order to be a jujutsu sorcerer. But something about you emanated pure beauty and comfort. He was under your most dangerous spell. Pseudo-love. The artificial feeling overcame Megumi and blocked all the self-control and discipline he had developed through his years of training.

“Y/n. Y/n is my name. And yours?”

“Megumi.”

“Megumi…it’s beautiful..” You say, a saccharine smile adorning your face.

If Megumi hadn’t fallen for you before, hearing the way his name rolled off your tongue had him practically at your feet. You had him exactly where you wanted him.

“I..I don’t have anywhere to go Megumi…would you mind if I stayed with you for a night or two. Only if it’s ok of course-“

“Yes.”

“Really?! Oh thank you so much Megumi!”

Megumi didn’t mean to say yes, especially not so quickly. He barely knew you. But the way your doe eyes twinkle and the way your small fingers latch onto the hem of his sweater, he doesn’t think he’ll regret saying yes.

Megumi’s mind was racing. What is he thinking? Bringing a girl he doesn’t know beyond her first name into his room. Into jujutsu tech! He knows how irresponsible this is. How he’d be reprimanded, maybe even suspended, for letting a stranger into the concealed school.

“Megumi…is everything ok?”

“Hm? Oh..yeah everything’s fine. I just- never mind it’s nothing.” He answers, brushing you off and turning to face his window once again.

You walk towards him, your hands landing on his back running them up and down slowly. The feeling of your soft hands pushes Megumi closer to the edge. He doesn’t know how much more he could take. Your aura absolutely intoxicating. You run your hands under his arms pressing your palms against his chest and your cheek against his back.

“Is there anything…I can do…Megumi?”

You can hear his rapid heartbeat and feel the accelerated rise and fall of his chest. Your hands run down his chest, finding purchase underneath his sweater. Your cold fingertips delicately examine each and every muscle he’s cultivated over years of training. Your lips are quick to press against the nape of his neck.

“Can you take this off for me?” You ask gingerly.

Megumi hastily slips his sweater over his head as he turns to face you. He dips his head down to place a chaste kiss on your lips, his sweater and common sense long forgotten. Your lips sweeter than honey and more addictive than any drug. Your power engulfs his senses, the natural aphrodisiac emitted from your body surrounding the young sorcerer. Megumi was long gone, he was all yours.

“Can you take these off for me Megumi?” You ask, your fingers fiddling with the strings of his black sweatpants. Megumi is quick to follow your directions, stripping down to his boxers. You were still clothed in your short lace dress. You turn your back towards him and fiddle with the buttons that held your dress tight against you. Megumi understood your action and unbuttoned them for you. His fingers latch onto the neckline of your dress slowly dragging it downwards as he peppers your neck with kisses. He trails his kisses down your back following his fingers. You relax into his touch, the feeling of his nimble hands gliding across your body sending shockwaves through you.

It was always blissful, the feeling of your body being worshipped by mindless young boys right before you sink your teeth into them. Megumi’s hands grip your waist pulling you flush against his chest. One hand trails upward cupping your breast and massaging it softly.

“You’re beautiful.” He says, his voice deep and laced with desire.

“Please Megumi…I want you.”

“You have me.”

He’s quick to discard of your dress, his fingers now slipping past the waistband of your panties dipping into your sopping core.

“Oh fuck Megumi…just like that.” You moan out, his fingers pressing tight circles against your pussy. You grip onto his wrist, guiding his hand towards your entrance.

“Need it here Megumi..”

Megumi pulls his fingers out of you, eliciting a small whine. He leads you towards the bed, his arm cradling your back setting you down softly. He leans down to lick a stripe up your cunt before latching his teeth onto the fabric pulling it down to your ankles. You haven’t felt this good in a while, Megumi’s teeth leaving wine red blemishes across your skin.

He pulls his black boxers down just enough to let his cock spring free. The tip was flushed red, beads of precum slipping down. It was a sight to behold.

“Are you ready?”

“Please…”

Megumi presses the tip of his cock into your entrance, your moans filling his ears and clouding his senses. He pushes in and out slowly, his lips attaching to yours to distract you from the stretch. You notice his attentiveness, his careful touches and his soft praise. You couldn’t lie…in all the years you’ve had young men wrapped around your finger, this was the first time you had ever felt..so loved.

“Mmm-Megumi…’m coming!” You moan, your breathe catching in your throat slightly.

“Fuck- cum for me baby, cum all over my cock.”

“Hnggg-“

One final stroke sends you both over the edge, Megumi’s lips pressing softly against your ear leaving candied kisses in between whispers of praise.

It’s working, you think to yourself…but suddenly you feel a shift in your energy. An unknown force clashing with yours. Thick black shadow surrounds you filling your lungs. You look up at the sorcerer and notice that he was indeed the source of the shadow.

“Megumi? What is this?” You ask, slightly concerned that you no longer had the upper hand.

“Have you finally noticed pretty?” He says staring into your now fear filled eyes.

“This is my domain.”

“Why did you bring me here?”

“Well isn’t it obvious? I wanted to give you a show before you suck me dry. I know what you are, fairy. There’s no need to keep up the charade.”

He knows? How? When did he notice?

Megumi was known to have a strong mind, and for good reason. He knew what you were the moment you slipped your hands underneath his sweater. The cursed energy emitted from your body similar to one explained by Gojo and the fairy he had exorcised a while back. But he couldn’t let his guard down, not while the odds were in your favor. So he summoned his domain, knowing he would immediately have the upper hand.

“There’s nowhere for you to run now pretty…just let me exorcise you. I’ll be gentle I promise.” He says, a cheshire smile replacing the helpless expression he adorned earlier.

“Please! Megumi please give me a chance to explain myself!!”

“What is there to explain? If I don’t destroy you now, who knows what innocent boy will be your next victim.”

“Please! I’ll do anything!!”

“Anything? Choose your words wisely curse, your life depends on it.”

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[catcze]

I might send a bunch of NSFW stuff in, pls don't feel pressured to reply or post it, lmk if it makes you uncomfy !! I don't wanna send uncomfy stuff ykykyk

that out of the way

ayato

- very reserved man, won't fuck with just anyone

- have to get close to him

- takes a lot of trust for him to

- but when he does, keep that trust babe

- obvs he'll be gentle at first, learning what you two are comfortable with, what makes you squirm and cry to use against you later

- praise. Huge on praise. Good girl/boy is his favourite, loves to give and see you absalutly crumble as your eyes fill with lust

- def into dirty talk, was ll narrate anything and everything he's doing and wants to to do

(Bonus: he'll bring up the idea of mirror sex so you can see your own beauty and what he sees~)

- service Dom. I can't rlly imagine him being a sub tbh, ofc he likes stimulation and having his cock sucked ykykyk, but I def see ayato more giving than receiving.

- chocking

- he will put a hand around your neck and look you dead in the eyes and you moan from it

(He def watched some video on yt on how to choke someone consesually and safely, poor man's was confused, ayaka walked in on him trying to do it on himself, and ran back to her room giggling while writing it down for blackmail)

- so yk, his hand knows what to do

- the aftercare is mmm

- doesn't know wtf to do, really, he just gets protective instincts and cleans u up

- after, both of u r in bed and laying down, tired, and doze off to sleep spooning

help I forgot how to write smex HDHDJSJA it's like 1 am here forgive me 🎱

NSFW !! 18+ ONLY !!

ajssa naw dw babe its all good you did, like, the opposite of making me uncomfy HAHAHSAKJN 👀👀��

aksjnas I can't give my individual thoughts on evry singe hc bc it's literally just me going OH MY GOD YESSS OMG AKSJDNA like over and over but basically yES this is so good aaAA 😭💦

Fr tho service doms are suchhh a weakness of mine so service dom Ayato ?? delicious. mMM <33 PLs im such a sucker for like,,,, i dunno how to explain it but like THIS basically is like the goals for me yk ?? HAHSKJA

Also pls him learning from the yt video 😭 BOI PLS AKSNDASKJ Crying oh my god HAHSJKA

Babe this was vv good ilysm <333 Now please get some sleep 😭 you can send in more horny when u wake up HAHHA

also side note dw sm abt making me uncomfy my loveee <33 HAAH but like if u just wanna b sure abt the stuff you're sending in, there's a list of stuff i won't take at the bottom of the rules page, if you ever want to double check there !! <33

[todoscript]

Purr For Me

pairing: shinsou hitoshi x catquirk!fem!reader genre: smut. word count: 1.6k+ warnings: 18+. quirk play. spanking. pet play (maybe?). kitten kink. reader has cat ears and a tail. just straight up filth.

anonymous requested: SHINSOU X READER WITH A CAT QUIRK AND HE GOES “purr for me baby” PLS PLS PLS

author’s note: something sweet, short, and lewd i whipped up fairly quickly. this is my first time writing smut for shinsou so i hope it’s okayyy (also reposted because i found out the tags weren’t working)

“Oh kitten,” Shinsou calls out to you in the low husk of his voice that sounds almost muffled to your cat ears as you’re consumed by both the pleasure of his fingers—knuckle deep in your cunt—and the haze of his quirk at work in your head. “I love all the sounds you make, you know that? I could just sit here and listen to you become a hot puddle from me just playing with your pussy alone.”

His deep words bring shivers down your spine. Every ounce of lust dripping from his voice courses through your tail that curls at your side as you lay in front of him, entirely at his mercy. Using his other hand not occupied thrusting his long fingers into you, he strokes it, admiring its softness. His dark violet eyes rake over your naked body, taking note of how every part of you begs for his attention after being denied any movement, commanding you to lay still as he works in you at an agonizing pace. Your cat ears are perked on your head, your nipples stiff and pebbled, long tail coiled tightly, and pussy an utterly wet mess from him merely playing with it.

Shinsou grins at the debauched sight. “Seeing you like this is doing some things to me, you know. My kitten, so wet and mewling out for me like that. I want to hear more.”

With his quirk’s hold on you, your moans resonate from your lips in cat-like whimpers. He lifts his free hand to drag a thumb down your bottom lip.

“Tell me what you want, kitten. C’mon, I’ll let you speak.” He offers your mind a chance to relay your desires to him, and you feel some of the fog lift for a moment.

“T-Toshi, mmm, I want your cock inside me… I want your long, thick cock to fill me up, please—” you manage to say despite your mewls threatening to take over your voice. He chuckles at how unhinged you are in your desires, wondering if it’s really his quirk making your words sound so lewd or if you truly are that desperate for him.

“Already? I barely had my fun with you, but,” he breaks off, roughly cupping one of your breasts in his hand and tweaking the bud between his index and middle finger, while the one at your pussy finds your clit, which releases a sharp gasp from your throat, “you’re just an absolute slut for my cock, huh? What a naughty cat you are.”

“Ah! Please, I—mmm-mmh…”

Rubbing up and down your clit delivers sweet, sweet moans to his ears. It’s practically music to him—your little kitten wails. He’s so infatuated with you and your cute reactions. Like how your ears quirk up at his ministrations, and your sharp nails involuntarily delve into the pillow behind your head. You are, in every essence, his cute kitty cat after all. And thankfully, he’s willing to sate his kitten’s needs.

“But I never leave my dear, precious kitty unattended. On your hands and knees then.”

Right away, you settle into position with his mind control and your incredible arousal coaxing you into complete submission. Your ass lifts into the air. His hands drag across it, squeezing the delicious flesh into his palms before bending down to press a kiss on an asscheek and stroke your tail. You arch your back at the sensation.

“Such an obedient kitten. You’re gorgeous like this baby—” He sends a sudden smack to your ass, and you purr delightfully at the sting. It’s an enthralling sound that sends blood spiking his hard cock. “Absolutely fucking gorgeous. God, I love it when you purr for me like that.”

Shinsou rubs down his stout length—only inches away from your sopping entrance—and groans under his breath. Though he wanted to tease his kitten a bit more before getting to the main event so soon, he’d be lying if he wasn’t a tad impatient to stick his cock inside you already. When the head nudges against your sex, you mewl out, his pre-cum mixing with your slickness. He wonders if his mind control has already worn off from how unsparing your reactions are. Either way, he leans down over your lithe body and growls a command into your ear.

“When my cock is in you, thrusting inside and out, I want you to keep crying for me. Let me hear all my kitty’s moans, got it?”

The glassy eyes you give him as you turn to nod your answer is enough to get him going immediately. He starts slowly sinking himself into your wetness inch by inch. Your hands clutch onto the sheets below you as you archer deeper at how well he’s filling you up, feeling the vein on his length against your silky walls. Exactly as you wanted.

“Agh, god, your pussy’s so damn tight, kitten. Squeezing my cock like that. You really are a desperate slut for this, aren’t you?” His hold is solid on your ass, hands boring into your skin; you’d likely have handprints on your cheeks by the end if they haven’t appeared already from his harsh spanks.

“Yesyesyesyessss…” you drag out languidly from the column of your throat. Shinsou grits his teeth.

Fuck, you’re doing it again.

You’re purring for him.

The sensual sounds vibrate so shamelessly as he begins driving his cock in and out, pace quickening the more he hears them. It’s like your voice contains a side effect belonging to your cat quirk. Perceiving your purrs feels similar to the nature of his own, but instead, a lustful haze envelops his subconscious. It hypnotizes him to desire digging deeper within you, to get even more sounds from your pretty, plush lips.

“Fuck, I love every sound you make. Keep purring for me, baby, just like that,” he encourages as he makes sure each thrust of his cock reaches inside to the shaft before moving out again. It makes you feel so damn full every time. In fact, you’re squirming beneath him with tears on the edge of your lashes from how amazing everything feels.

Every time his balls smack against your clit, it sends jolts of pleasure across every nerve in your body. Shinsou watches your tail somehow coil tighter. Deciding to be a little mischievous, he drags a hand on it before tugging slightly, not enough to hurt of course, but just the right amount to keep your attention on him. At the pull, he’s rewarded with your pussy clenching around his cock, and he grins like he’s found an earth-shattering discovery.

“Oh? Kitten likes having her tail tugged while I’m ramming into her, doesn’t she?” he teases, and you let him indulge in his mischief.

“Yes— Fuck, I love it,” you admit without shame, uncaring due to the ache building inside you.

“Be rougher with me, Toshi! Please!”

Shinsou quirks a brow. “Rougher, huh? You sure about that kitten?” he asks this with a hint of playfulness in his tone, but he’s more concerned about your request than anything else. Despite his desire to pound inside you without restraint, his love for you overpowers that need.

“Yes, yes, fuck, I can take it, Hitoshi! Just please, make me cum!” you assure firmly, desperation laced in your tone that has Shinsou biting his bottom lip. While he continues pulling on your bundled nerve of a tail, his other hand travels up to your shoulder. He grabs onto it, making you curve your back further under him.

“Alright, kitten. You asked for it.”

Before you can think to retract your request, he’s already resuming ramming back inside your pussy at an unbridled pace. His hips piston into you without difficulty, with your tail and his grip on your shoulder acting as his support that also help him hit the spongy zone inside you easily. Pleasure flows through your body at an indescribable rate; you can only respond to it with your moans of pure ecstasy—your purrs. Your nails practically tear the sheets underneath from how hard you’re clutching them.

“You feel fucking amazing! God, I can’t wait to paint you so full of cum. Can’t wait to overflow you with my seed, kitten!”

His obscene words have your ears twitching atop your head, eyes shut with your tears threatening to spill down your cheeks as you clamp around his cock.

“Ah, ah—! Do it! I want all your cum inside me, Toshi!” you respond, and that surge zaps through him at the visage of you turning to him with your pleading expression—his cute kitty cat begging for him to let you come undone on his cock.

“Fuck! Cumming— Fuckfuckfuck!”

With that, his final thrusts slam forward deep inside you before the both of you peak into your climaxes. His groans leave his mouth, overpowered by your screams that rip into the room as you lift your body from bed at the white hotness shooting inside you that breaks the coil tightened in your belly.

“Oh kitten,” Shinsou sighs at your tired and sweaty state while he slowly moves his softening length out. His cum seeps down your thighs, but he’s quick to gather it in his fingers before pushing it back into your sloppy entrance, earning him your whines at how sensitive you are in the aftermath.

“My sweet kitten, you did so well,” he praises. He runs his knuckles soothingly against your cheek when you turn over to lay on the bed. You smile at him with lidded eyes, purring at his comforting touches that reach the back of your ears. You nuzzle against his chest as he settles beside you, laying a kiss on his skin.

“I love you, Hitoshi,” you tell him with pure adoration. He returns your kiss into your hair as you doze off next to him, muttering all his affections into your ear that lull you into sweet dreams.

[midnightmoonkiss]

Oh, What A Ghost!

Ghost! Izuku Midoriya X Fem! Vampire! Reader

Summary: Being a pervert gets you punished, not that he minded.

WARNINGS!: Biting, oral (male and female receiving), face riding, fingering, butt stuff, blood, voyeurism, masturbation, orgasm denial, toys, a lot of nsfw content. Sub! Izuku

Category: Smut

Word Count: 5.4k+

A/N: Did I shove as many kinks into this as I could? yeah<3 HAPPY HALLOWEEN! :) 

Just To Clarify:

They’re consenting third years (aka 18+)

There is a heiarchy but Izuku totally tears it down 

This was a fun monster!au I made up :)

It’s Halloween lmao.

Perm. Tag List:

@coupsieddori​ @desia2​ @strwbrry-lia​

“You’re such a pervert, Izuku~”

“H-HaaaH! (L/N)..! Pl-please-! I’m- mmMM!! I’m s-ssorry-!”

“Is that so?”

To be honest, you never thought this would happen, never thought you’d be given the opportunity to make a move on your crush in such a.. bold and licentious fashion.

He did have it coming, though, considering you caught him red handed.

Ghosts were always so sneaky and aberrant, their ability to walk or float through walls and turn invisible offering a plethora of possibilities for activities, both good and bad. You didn’t expect such an ‘innocent’ and kind boy to partake in such activities that his race was known for, and yet, you weren’t all that surprised when you found out that he lived up to the stereotype.

Then again, most monsters did.

It was mostly inevitable, after all.

Just like how ghosts were perverts, vampires were sadists. And that’s exactly what you were.

Poor little Izuku, he had no idea the true trouble he got himself into, and on such a respected night as well.

Halloween.

October 31st.

The holiday was bigger than any other, the entire island, or at least the participating parts, went all out with decorations every year.

From lights to festivals, everyone went nuts.

It was the day that worshipped the supernatural, after all.

In a world where humans and creatures, previously thought as myths, coexist, humans have always overpopulated the monsters, and so schools built just for them popped up all over the globe. The one you and your dear friend, Midoriya, attended happened to be the most famous one, known for using monsters ability to fight against those who used it for wrong. It truly was thrilling, and it saved those previously in public schools from the bullying that occured all too much.

The school, UA, was like a pot of stew, all kinds of monsters mixing together. Werewolves, witches, wizards, zombies, vampires, ghosts, and so many more. Though, most typically stuck with their own group, but it wasn’t uncommon for people to branch out, just like how you were friends with a ghost and a zombie.

It took society a long time to accept monsters, and some still dont, but who needs them anyway, right?

Besides, to you, monsters were much more fun, especially when vampires and sirens were considered the top of the hierarchy.

Ghosts, ghouls, and zombies were at the bottom, their power not all that great, but vampires and sirens, alongside werewolves, were at the very top, the most well respected and feared monsters.

Though you were looked down on by your fellow vamps by befriending a ghost, you couldn’t care less.

As months flew by, and two school years came and went, you found yourself falling madly in love with the man who captivated you.

If he didnt float and walk through walls sometimes, you wouldve assumed he was a different class from how he held himself, strong, and not weak and defenseless.

You loved it.

But there was always something that made you question him sometimes, how he’d disappear without saying a word, how he’d be flustered around you one day and not the next. It was strange, but you never looked into it.

Little did you know, the dirty little ghost was up to absolutely no good.

His.. habit manifested out of fear, ever since that summer camp that occurred the first year, and he saw how badly wounded you were, he grew protective of you, even if you were miles ahead of him in strength. He’d check up on you somtimes, turning invisible and poking his head in through your dorm room window.

He knew it was wrong, peeking into a girls room- at night.. but.. he couldnt help himself.

He swore he would stop, but he never did.

One day, he happened to catch you.. doing quite a lewd act. He knew in his gut he shouldve floated away, to not be a peeping tom, but his large green eyes were glued to your perfect body, and how your fingers dipped in and out of your wet flesh with a squelch and moan that made his virgin cock twitch in his shorts.

Was it wrong to grab his dick, bucking into his hand as he watched you get off to an audio?

Maybe.. 

No, it definitely was!

But you.. you were so!!

So hot!

He lost count of the amount of times he’s cum on his hand watching you cum on your own, far too many.

But he slipped up today, let a moan escape past his hand and suddenly your ruby red eyes met his own.

He knew you couldnt see him, but he knew that you knew he was there!!

You smirked, showing off your sharp fangs, “Izuku.”

The pure shock he felt from hearing you say his name made him manifest into thin air on accident, collapsing to his knees as ghost costume covered his indecency.

There was a Halloween party tonight, and he dressed up as his race thinking it was funny- but it wasn’t really funny anymore.

And so, that led him to where he was now, willingly beneath your naked body glistening with sweat from the full moons silvery light pouring in through the window as you ground your bare pussy against his sensitive cock.

You pinned his arms above his head, your hungry gaze boring into his soul, he couldnt deny how hot it was, or how true your words were.

He was a pervert.

“Y-yes!” He cried out, tears pricking at his eyes from the embarrassment he felt at being caught, “I’m s-sorry..!”

His breath caught in his throat when you leaned down, your face hovering over his own.

“Mmm.. I don’t know if I can believe you, ‘Zuku.. How can I know you’re really sorry?”

You batted your eyes at him, pouting, such a devious thing to do.

“I-I’ll do a-anything t- haaahh.. nn.. t-to prove it..!”

He was so cute.

“Anything?” You pondered.

“Yes-“

You cut him off with a kiss, and you couldnt help but grin when he moaned against you.

This kiss turned into another, and another, and soon you were finally making out with him. It was sloppy and uncoordinated, but eventually you both fell into a rhythm, him whimpering each time you rolled your hips against him.

Swiping a tongue over his quivering bottom lip, he eagerly opened his mouth, just for you to invade his maw, greedily sucking his sweet tongue into your mouth, causing him to give in and buck up against your sopping warmth, giving your clit delicious friction.

“Mm-!”

Pulling away, his mouth chased your own for a second, “H-hah-! (L/N)!”

Pressing a finger to his plump lips, you pushed his head back down against your pillow.

“Say.. you wouldn’t mind if we’re a little late to the party, would you?” You smiled coquettishly down at the squirming boy covered in scars and freckles.

Gulping rather loudly, he shook his head, eyes wide and face burning red, his hormones going wild. How could he say no, when his crush was rubbing her naked self against him and enjoying it?

He would be a fool, a damn fool to say no, he wanted it too much. He wanted you, and he would say just about anything, do anything you wanted, to have you.

“Mm~ Good boy.” The praise went straight to his gut, butterflies forming and going wild inside him, making his hands clammy.

Reaching over, you dug around the drawer of your nightstand, pulling out a pair of red and black leather handcuffs that matched your curtains and rug.

Izuku let out a whine as his wrists were cuffed to the bed, giving in immediately.

“Bad boys don’t get to touch.” You teased, tapping his nose and watching as it wrinkled.

But this just meant you couldn't get his shirt and ghost sheet off, not that you particularly minded. You didn't need him completely naked.

Fulling slipping off him, you watched for a moment as his cock twitched, begging for you to come back to it. 

It made you giggle, and he flushed like a cherry.

Sauntering over to your closet, swaying your hips in a hypnotic way Izuku couldn’t ignore, you dug around, soon finding the glittery box you were looking for and pulling it out, showing it to him with a cheeky grin.

“W-whats in that.. (L/N)..?”

“(Y/N).”

“Huh?”

“Call me (Y/N), love.”

“O-oh…” Biting his lip, he looked conflicted for a split second, clearly inwardly debating if it was okay, before stuttering out your first name, only adding to the joy you felt.

Flipping the light switch off, your red fairy lights hung around the room made it glow crimson, your favorite color, especially on him.

The red glow made the atmosphere that much more romantic and sexy, his eyes reflecting the colors. It was like you were in the red light disctric in a dirt cheap hookup hotel, about to fuck your boyfriend who insisted upon not getting caught. How utterly disgraceful, and yet the thought excited you.

Setting the box down beside him on the bed, you sat at the bottom of the mattress, in front of his sock covered feet, noting how his hips wiggled impatiently and how he looked away with his teeth digging into his bottom lip.

Still so shy despite you rubbing yourself on him earlier.

“Look at me, darling.” You purred, dragging your nails up his leg to catch his attention.

Hesitantly, he turned his head, nervous eyes meeting your own.

It was rare that he saw them so red, the signature sign of a hungry vampire. They were captivating, and he found himself diving into their depths, drowning in you without you even touching him.

Placing your hands on his knees, you spread his legs apart, eliciting a mouse-like squeak from him. 

Even with his pants on, he felt so bare..

His heart jumped to his through when you gripped the hem of his pants and boxers, “Mind if I take these off?”

How polite of you..

He nodded his head, unruly green locks bouncing as he did so, squeezing his eyes shut.

“GAH” He screeched when you suddenly used your vampiric speed to pull them both down quickly and toss them so fast to the other side of the room that they slapped against the wall like a wet fish.

He was stunned, staring blankly at them, about to question it when he was cut off with a guttural groan, your lips suddenly wrapping around the tip of his weeping cock.

“H-hah-! A-ah! (L/-)- I me-an (Y/N-N)—! Wh-! MMMM!! Oh!!”

Despite your own mess covering his member, which definitely delighted you, you could still taste the salty precum dripping out as your tongue licked over his slit, his back arching from the stimulation.

He couldnt help but buck up pathetically with a mewl,  only to have his hips pinned down to the mattress with one of your hands.

“Ah, ah, ah~” You whispered against his tip, piercing eyes cutting into his skin like a poisonous knife as you dared him to fight against your hold.

He gulped, accepting his fate with a shaky breath.

Content with his obedience, you licked along the underside of his cock, savoring his musky flavor.

“Hnn! Hoahh..”

He was so.. vocal.. even with the slightest touch, you’d get a reaction out of him. It was fascinating, and only made you want to see how much more you could pull from him before he lost the ability to speak a coherent sentence.

Slipping his member back into your mouth, you swirl the tip of your tongue around his bulbous, flushed head, reaching up to grab the discarded lube you had left on your bed, 

“MmMm! O-oh..! My G-gosh..! Haa-!”

Squirting some of the clear jell-like liquid on your palm, you wrapped your hand around his shaft, smiling when he jumped, just to start pumping you fist up and down.

“G-GAaAh! Oh, (Y/N).!”

He himself found it hard to not thrash around from the intense pleasure he was feeling at the moment.

He couldnt help the drool slipping from the corner of his mouth as you began to bob your head up and down his member whilst simultaneously twisting your hand up and down his shaft, squeezing in places that made his mind go blank for a second.

He just felt so good!

It was so much different from pleasuring himself!

He had no control over his ecstasy, no control over how fast or how slow you went, and he loved it-!

“HyAAh!” He cried out like a girl when you suddenly deepthroated him, his tip pressing down your throat as you wet mouth squeezed and sucked on him like your favorite lollipop.

His hips fought against your hold as his head flung back, tears pricking at his eyes as you sucked him for all he was worth, his poor, over sensitive cock.

“O-OH! Oh, NnnNGH!! HaaA ! AAaaAh! (Y-Y/N)..!!!”

His handcuffs clinked together as his body began to shake, a warm feeling spreading in his lower stomach as his muscular thighs began to tense.

His orgasm hit him like a freight train, out of nowhere, intense, and electrifyingly cosmic.

His hazy green eyes rolled back, tongue flopping from his mouth as white hot and tangy cum squirted from his dick down your throat.

You greedily sucked it down around him, causing his entire body to jerk and twitch, cries and babbles fleeing past his spit-slick lips, the oversensitivity making his nerves burn in an oh-so good way.

Popping off his softening cock, you crawled back up his body, staring down at his cute, chubby, sleepy face.

You pinched his cheeks, pulling at it, successfully catching his attention and making his darkened eyes focus on you.

“O-oh-!” He stuttered,  face burning impossibly hotter as he watched you seemingly savor his flavor with lidded eyes.

“We’re not done yet, Izuku.” 

Your statement made him freeze like a deer in front of headlights. What else was there to do?

He already came.. oh!

Wait!

“Y-you didn’t.. c-cum..” He bashfully averted his gaze as you nodded, gears turning in his head again as he recovered from his high.

He knew exactly what you wanted.

“You know, you have such a soft and adorable face,”

“Wh-“

“Do you mind if I sit on it?”

Was this your way of asking him to eat you out?!

How bold!

How could you be so bold! 

Despite being nervous, he nodded his head, smiling giddily.

He had watched plenty of videos, had taken a plethora of notes, and even, as weird as it was, practiced on multiple fruits.

He was nearly positive he could please you.

He wanted to.

He needed to, to hear your own sweet moans caused by him.

He wanted that so bad.

Without thinking, he opened his mouth, eyebrows pinching together as he stared pleadingly up at you with his tongue out and ready to please.

He was such a good boy.

Standing up on your knees, you walked forward, your dripping pussy soon hovering over the excited boys mouth.

Lowering yourself, your thighs wrapping around his head, you were immediately met with an eager tongue lapping at your dripping folds.

“Oh~! My, s-someones enthusiaststic-!”

Bracing up urself on your hands and knees. You made sure not to suffocate the poor man as he rapaciously ate you out, sucking your puffy clit into his mouth and giving it much needed attention.

“Haaaah.. Izuku..! You’re such a good boy for me, eating my mm.. pussy like its your dinner!” You gasped, fingers threading through his messy green locks, pulling at them just to feel the vibrations of his moans against your clit.

You bucked against his mouth, riding his tongue and grinding down against his teeth.

“Mm-mmh! Hnmm…” His moans were muffled, wet licks filling the room.

He could feel your juices dripping down his chin as he was willingly smothered with your womanhood, completely trapped under you and beyond happy to obey.

His tongue dragged over your pretty pink labia, prodding at and slipping into your clenching entrance, slurping up your mess.

He could eat you out all day and never get tired, he was sure of it!

And your noises of pleasure were heavenly.. music to his straining ears. And the way you combed through his hair, he somehow felt like this was just as good as cumming, making someone else feel good..

But you suddenly lifted off his face, his tongue still moving for a second before he stared up at you with childish confusion.

His face was red and covered in your liquids, a true mess.

Chucking, you leaned back, wrapping your hand around his cock that sprung to life over the course of his meal, “I want to cum on your cock, Izu.”

Your dirty words made his heart jump and his member twitch in your grasp.

“P-please..” Though he knew he was going to get just that, he couldnt help but beg, it felt like he was supposed to, or that he had to- for himself just as much as for you.

“But first..” you trailed off, finally reaching into the box and pulling out multiple things that made him involuntarily buck impatiently into thin air.

In your hands, you held egg vibrators, a black cock ring, and a red ribbed vibrating dildo.

He gulped audibly once more, and you were positive if he were a werewolf, his tail would be wagging with those hearts in his eyes.

“Do you know what these are?”

He nodded his head. Gaze trained on them as you fiddled with the devices.

“Have you any idea what I’ll be doing with them?”

He shook his head, innocently smiling at you, the cheeky shit. 

“How about I show you?”

With that, you lubed up your finger, diving between his legs, pressing against his clenching hole, circling around it.

“H-haah..” His heart was pounding so hard it felt like he was at a concert as your finger slowly pushed in his tight hole.

“Nngh!” His cheek pressed against the pillow at the weird feeling of someone entering his body in such a way.

You finger thrusted in and out of him slowly, feeling around his warm, gummy walls for a certain button you knew he would enjoy having pushed.

His thighs were splayed wide for you, cock resting on his toned tummy covered by a white sheet.

You could only hope he didnt ruin his costume with how much he was leaking. He certainly had a sloppy dick.

Leaning down, you pressed kisses to his freckled inner thigh, pushing in a second finger and watching in amusement as he slowly got into it, embracing the feeling of being filled with your digits.

It wasnt long before you managed to fit in a third finger, grinning at how his ass practice swallowed them, “God, Izuku.. your ass is so greedy for my fingers, you keep sucking them back in~”

“A-aah! (Y/N)!! D-don’t say such-!! Nnghnn! Lewd th—things!”

“Hmm… I wonder… where is that pesky little spot..”

“W-what-? AH! H-AahAh! NGHH! Oh-oH! F-FaH! FuCk!”

“Bingo.”

You finally located his prostate, giving it no mercy as you aimed your fingers to press against it with each time you pushed and curled them inside him.

But from his thighs tensing beneath your lips and his cock twitching, you knew he was close again, and that was no good.

“A-AAaaAh! I’m!! I’m g-gonna! C-cu- hAh?!”

You pulled your fingers out, wiping the lube onto the sheets below you as he wiggled like a worm on the sidewalk, desperately bucking his hips and begging for you to give him more.

“Oh, I will..” Smirking over at him again, the glint in your eyes made him moan and feel like prey. You, a lioness on the prowl, and him, a mouse with nowhere to hide, completely bare for you, “But not just yet, baby. This is a punishment, after all.”

Though he was embarrassed at first with having his thighs spread so wide open, exposing every intimate part of himself to you, he didnt feel too shy anymore. You didnt judge him at all, in fact, you swallowed him whole. It was mind numbingly pleasant, and he never thought he would ever get to experience this, not even in his dreams.

For it to come true.. and to find out you were a kinky lady.. he was enthralled. 

Leaning up, you captured his lips in a kiss again, giving him time to calm down as you once again molded your lips together in a lustful heat.

He learned quick, his kisses becoming lasting as he met your pace with wet smacks and tongues brushing against eachother. His own passed over your fangs, and you both shivered when a drop of blood entered your mouth.

You inhaled sharply through your nose, eyes practically glowing in the red light of the room as you tasted him. He surely had the best blood you had even tasted before, nothing at all like how ghosts usually taste! They were bland and boring, but him-! He was nectareous and saporous. 

“Fuck, Izu.. you taste so.. magnificent..”

You licked his tongue again, holding onto that single drop of blood for as long as you could, his flavor making you keen with delight.

His lips parted to speak, but he was once again cut off with a lewd moan as you shoved the dildo halfway into his readily awaiting ass.

“GuaAh! W-wait!! It’s..! Too much!” He panted heavily, tears streaming down his cheeks from how good the vibrating phallic shaped object felt inside of him, almost like it was mixing his insides up like a blender.

“Mm, should I? You look like you’re enjoying this, Zuzuku.”

“Mmm..!! H-aAAaA..!”

Pushing further into him, you got the entire toy burried deep in his walls, pulling it back out, fucking him with the plastic object.

His thighs were spread so wide he feared they’re snap off at the hip as he rocked his ass on the toy, vision hazy as continue to cry out.

“HAAAAHH!! AAAH..!”

He screamed when the toy pressed against his button, pounding against it and making his legs turn to mush as he bucked so hard his heavy cock bobbed in thin air, slapping down against his stomach continuously.

Just when his eyes were rolling back again and his jaw was lax, about to cum, you pulled the toy out, “(Y/N)!!”

He sobbed in frustration, desperation building inside him to cum, even going as far as to try and drag you back with his legs.

“You cant cum yet, Izuku! We havent even used all these fun vibrators yet!” You held up the three vibrators with one hand, an all too innocent smile plastered on your face whilst he looked completely wrecked.

“M-mmh! B-but-!”

Not giving him time to talk, you grasped his leaking cock, pumping it a few times, watching as he tried to fuck into the tunnel you created. 

Grabbing the black cock ring, you stretch it on his awaiting member as he whines, knowing full well he cannot cum with such a device on. It would be torturous, but he was being punished after all, even if he had aready cum and his mind was turning to goo, he still remembered that. Of course you would make it so he couldnt cum again.

Taking the vibrators, you taped them around him, one snug just under his slit, and two against his sensitive spots.

Turning them on, his back arched impossibly high off the bed with a wail, involuntarily fucking up into the air from the intense stimulation.

Content, you sat back, pushing the vibrator in again and turning it on. 

You swore he was going crazy as he let out garbled moans, “G-guAAh! F-fucgh!! NAAh! Mm! Yo-ou.! Youguhhh..! MmeaaAAh!”

He was finally incoherent, steams of tears pouring from his eyes nearly consumed by his pupil, trying to fuck himself onto the vibrator and fuck into air.

He was a slobbering mess, body twitching and convulsing like a possessed child, your name spilling from his lips and muddling with other words on a praise.

“You’re so beautiful like this, Izuku… so wrecked and horny.. my little cum baby.. I bet you wanna cum, huh?”

Your hand slipped between your own thighs, slowly rubbing your clit as you got off to the gorgeous view before you.

Sweet and innocent Izuku Midoriya, the nerd of class 3A, your best friend who always helped others before himself, driven mad with pleasure, practically going insane- all by your doing.

It made you feel even more powerful than you already were.

Hearing a wet squelching, his curious gaze traveled to you, moaning heartily once he saw you fucking your pussy with your fingers, all while gazing at him with such a smolder he felt he was going to burn up. Hell, he already was burning up.

He felt hotter than the sun, and so ready to burst at the seams, but he couldnt.

“M-misstress! Pl-ehHAH.!! NHh! RidehuAh! Me..!”

What did he just say?

“Say that again, Izuku,”

“R-rAhIde-!”

“No, no, sweetheart,”

You pulled your fingers from yourself with a wet pop, pressing your hands to his sides and feeling him up under his shirt, gazing into his own once more, “before that.”

“Mmm..! Misss.. tress! H-haH.! Nnhgh..!”

Mistress. Now theres a word you never thought would fill you with joy.

Licking your lips, you decided enough was enough.

Grabbing his cock, you pull the vibrators off of him, immediately hovering yourself over him and sitting down with a hearty hum until he bottom out inside you with a cry of pleasure.

“GuAAAH!! (Y/N)!!! You’re!! So-!! NnnGh!! Mmmh! So tight-! Hahh..!” The vibrator still in his ass mixed up his insides, turning them into a liquid as you began to bounce on him like a trampoline.

He felt so good he didnt know what to do anymore, words he couldn’t comprehend bubbled past his parted lips, an onslaught of tears pouring from his ducts, pins and needles stabbing him everywhere in such a good way as he was overstimulated to the max.

Your walls hugged him like a vice, so warm and cozy, he wanted to be buried inside you all day.!

Inside you.. he was inside you!

You were fucking him so good-!

A smile made its way to his wrecked face, tongue hanging out of his mouth, sweat making his hair stick everywhere, he was connected with you…

He loved it.

And you loved him, that smile on his face warming your heart, but that familiar thirst stung the back of your throat, and your eyes were hyper focused on his neck covered in a blush and freckles.

His own cock was so big you felt like you were being stuffed like a Thanksgiving turkey, but that wasnt enough to take your attention away.

Collapsing against his chest covered in clothing, you buried your nose into the crook of his neck, inhaling deeply as the vibrations of his ecstasy rumbled in his chest and sung in your ears.

His scent overwhelmed you, made you delirious as you couldnt help but lick at his neck, nibbling and pulling at the skin.

His head lolled to the side, “bite— h-Huah! aaAH! Nnghhh!! MmMMmmhh! Bi-aAh-te! Me!!”

Bite him..? He was? Okay with it?

Well..

If he said to…

Your fangs sunk into his skin, blood spurting into your mouth and making your hips move inhumanly fast, he was so good..! Your eyes rolled back as you greedily sucked, his moans growing chopped, stuttered and louder.

He was slowly turning translucent beneath you as your fangs sunk into him again, and again, and again, blood flowing down your mouth like a delicious waterfall, savory and sweet, honeydew pine forest.

Blood smeared his skin growing more clear with each second as he lost his grip with reality.

“NgGHH! HAAAAAH!! MISTRuhUuESS! HAA-Ah!!”

The bed began to creak beneath you, your bounces growing more and more powerful as you felt yourself grow closer to sweet release, the blood pulling you higher up the mountain of ecstasy,

Suddenly, there was a loud snap, and a copious amount of thick cum filled your pussy, stuffing you even more to the point your belly had a small bulge from his cum. The feeling made you clamp down on him and cum with your own cries of pleasure mingling with his, fire exploding behind your vision as lighting shot down your body.

The bed suddenly broke beneath your bodies, but you were both too lost in ecstasy to even care, crying out eachothers names.

You collapsed on top of him completely, and it was then you noticed you couldn't see him at all, entirely invisible.

Catching your breath, you stared on in confusion, fleeing up his body but unable to see it.

“I-Izuku??”

No answer.

Had he passed out?

“Izu-?”

You’d feel around for a heart beat if he had one, but he didnt, no undead monster did.

Taking a deep breath, cheeks flushed and skin sweaty, you sat up, Izukus now flaccid cock pulling out with a wet pop, his cum immediately flowing messily down your thighs. 

He mustve had a pretty fucking intense orgasm if the damn cock ring snapped. Who’s ever heard of that happening before? Certainly not you.

Given a minute, you uncuffed his invisible wrists and pulled the vibrator from his ass, turning it off and tossing it to the sheets.

Geeze.. what a mess…

Checking the time from your alarm clock, you were now 34 minutes late for the ghoultastic party being thrown in the school.

Oh well.

If Izuku was a human, you were sure he wouldve died from the blood loss by now, but being undead certainly gave more leeway for fun activities.

Sitting back, you gathered his spare blood on your fingers sucking them into your mouth and savouring his taste. God, you could get used to something this good.

It was like his blood had nicotine in it, you were instantly hooked.

By the time Izuku woke up, he was fully wiped down, dressed, and practically ready to go.

It was clear to him you had cleaned things up, but how long had he been out for?! How embarrassing! He even lost control of his invisibility! Ugh.. you must think he’s a toddler… only kids lose control!!

“You okay?” Your honey sweet voice caught his attention, eyes snapping to the other side of the room where you emerged from the bathroom.

“O-oh! (Y-Y/N).. I.. um.. I’m okay..” He felt so awkward now.. would you pretend nothing happened? Ignore him? Tell everyone he was.. a peeping tom? 

He wanted to believe you were the nicest person out there but he was so terrified of you shunning him, even after such.. licentious activities.

Besides, he wasn’t entirely sure how to act right now, after having s-sex with you. He felt clammy and nervous.

“You look pale,” you chuckled, grasping his cheeks and pulling them so he’d be distracted.

You noticed that look in his eyes, and knew it well. Self doubt. You wouldnt accept that.

“Hahah… well, I am a ghost..“

Your lips pressed against his, for the thousandth ime that night, but he didnt mind.

Sighing out his nose, he relaxed into the innocent kiss with a small smile.

You cupped his face when you pulled away, admiring him.

“Hey.. your eyes are (e/c) again!” And just like that, his face lit up, “Well, I did have a nice dinner.” Your tone was playful, yet he couldnt help but burn with a fresh blush, rubbing at his neck where no doubt a bunch of bite marks laid.

“Quite a delicious one too,”

“(Y/N)!!”

Sitting down on his thighs, you wrapped your arms loosely around his shoulders, nuzzling your cheek against his, “How does your ass feel?”

“GAH!” He wrapped his arms around his head, leaning forward as practical steam came from his ears from how embarrassed he suddenly was. What a nice change of scenery.

“Hm?” He was clearly a virgin after all, you wanted to make sure he could walk.

“I-it’s… okay..”

Pecking his warm, freckled cheek, you hopped off him, diving into your closet again and pulling out a basic vampire costume, one you had purchased days before at a costume shop.

Izukus heart leaped in his chest, “You had.. the s-same idea as me?”

You nodded your head, easily slipping the attire on in front of the flushed boy, “I guess we can go as a goofy couple!”

He felt warm, so very, very warm. How you accepted him after catching his perverted act, he had no idea. All he knew was this warmth was something he wouldnt mind getting used to, monsters werent known for being warm, after all.

“Yeah.. that sounds nice.”

Here’s hoping no one spiked the punch.

[goldnratio]

Bad Days and Back Rubs (MGG x reader)

Warnings: uhhhh none unless you count periods and the products needed to handle it, unedited writing

Word Count: 1,576

A/N: lots of italics and idk why. sorry this took longer than expected oops! also I hope u don’t mind I switched up the request a bit :) and reader has a uterus and I tried to keep it as gender neutral as possible. pls enjoy!!

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When you woke up in the morning, you were almost surprised to have started your period. Granted, you kept a somewhat accurate track of your cycle with an app, but this time around, you had little to no PMS symptoms. Thinking your first day wouldn’t be so bad, you decide not to call in sick to work.

“Baby, why don’t you just stay home?” Matthew asked, wrapping his arms around your torso as you were getting ready in your shared bathroom.

“Because, Matthew, I have work to finish, and if I don’t get it done soon you know my manager will be the first to complain.”

Matthew spun you around to face him and gave you a sympathetic look. “C’mon, (Y/N), we both know your first day is always the worst—“ he brushed a piece of your hair out of your face, tucking it behind your ear— “we can just stay home and watch whatever you want.”

You really wanted to give in to his offer, considering Matthew hardly got enough time at home in between all of his filming. But you knew you had to go to work.

“As tempting as that sounds, my love, the answer is still no. Besides, the cramps aren’t so bad right now,” you said.

Matthew sighed. “Alright, but if you don’t feel good, then just come home okay?”

“I know, I’ll let you know. But I swear, I feel fine for it being my first day on my period!”

—

When you got to work, you started to feel slight back pain and cramps, but they weren’t so bad and you quickly brushed the discomfort off. You spent a while like that, with some odd cramps here and there. Nothing a couple ibuprofen pills couldn’t handle.

During your break when your pain began to increase. While you waited for your tea to heat up in the break room, you figure you should tell Matthew you’ll possibly leave work early.

To Gube💍🧸💖

10:15am

hey baby, might go home early. my cramps are getting a little worse :(

You were starting to wish you’d just stayed home with your boyfriend. Cuddling on the warm couch, watching romantic comedies that would probably make you cry, eating anything that satisfies your cravings.

The sound of your phone’s text tone pulled you out of your thoughts.

From Gube💍🧸💖

10:16am

oh I’m sorry love :( I’m out running errands but I should be home in a few hours, just call me if you want to go home. Love you❤️

To Gube💍🧸💖

10:16am

I think I can handle it for a couple more hours but ok, love u too💞💞

Luckily the ibuprofen kicked in fast, so your pain was dealt with. However, your manager was really starting to get on your nerves, she just kept micromanaging you. Needless to say, it was irritating.

Lunch time came around and the painkillers began to wear off. Not wanting to deal with the period pains and being hungry, you head out to your car and call Matthew.

“Hi, pumpkin, how are you feeling?”

You groan.

“I don’t know, my manager is annoying me and my cramps are coming back— hold on, let me put you on speaker because I’m about to go grab something to eat.”

“On your lunch break?”

“Yeah, I can’t tell if I’m in the mood for Chinese food or pizza.”

“How about you get Chinese for lunch, and we can get pizza for dinner,” Matthew suggested.

“Hmm, that sounds like a genius idea, baby. Let me call you back though, I’m pulling up to the restaurant.”

You’d considered yourself lucky to have a job so close to a shopping center with several food options. Sometimes you walked to get food with a coworker, but walking there and back to work wasn’t happening today, much less with someone else.

“Okay. I love you, (Y/N).”

“I love you too, Matthew. Byeeee.”

Once you have your food and you’ve arrived back to work, you spend the rest of your lunch on the phone with Matthew as you peacefully eat your lunch in the car.

About an hour after your lunch break, you felt your cramps coming back. Only now they felt ten times worse than what you felt earlier, and your desk chair did nothing to help the sharp ache in your lower back. Instead of taking more pain medication, you take another bathroom break, and immediately wish you’d just stayed home.

You didn’t notice you used the last of your menstrual products earlier, and forgot to pack more. You check the dispensers in the bathroom, and thank the stars, the little meter still reads ‘full.’ Sighing in relief, you push the button for the feminine product.

Nothing falls.

You push the button again, still nothing.

Please don’t let it be jammed.

You tried jostling the dispenser, smacking the sides, pushing the different buttons. No luck.

“Great, this is just what I need right now,” you mumble to yourself.

With the cramps and back pain becoming borderline unbearable and your unsuccessful attempts with the product dispenser, you feel tears building up in your eyes. Rather than start bawling over not having your menstrual products, you quickly compose yourself and weigh your options.

I can either ask someone if I can have one of their stash or just go home…Home it is.

As you make your way to your manager’s office, you text Matthew letting him know you’re going home.

It took going back and forth with your manager for almost ten minutes, for her to finally agree to let you take the rest of the day off.

Once you’re out of the office, you notice Matthew hasn’t text you back, so you decide to call him. When he doesn’t pick up, your only choice is leaving a voicemail.

‘Hey, uh, it's me. Figured I’d call you since I’m leaving work early. Sooo yeah, I’ll see you in a bit. Love you, bye.’

It’s a quick drive home, mostly because by some miracle you’re only hitting green lights and there isn’t much traffic around two o’clock on a weekday.

Unlocking the front door, you take off your shoes and toss your bag and keys onto the coffee table.

“Hey, Gube! I’m home!”

“In the kitchen!”

He’s by the stove, about to take off his apron to greet you, but you just wrap your arms around his torso and nuzzle into his chest. “Smells good. Hi.” You look up at Matthew, and he tilts his head towards you to kiss you.

“Hi to you too, (Y/N). How you feelin’, pumpkin?”

“Mmm, tired and in pain.”

“I know, baby, I know.” He keeps you in his arms, swaying a bit, and presses his lips to your temple. “How was work?”

“Ugh, you were right. I should’ve just stayed home.”

Matthew chuckled, “that bad, huh?”

“I mean, actual work was okay, but my day could’ve been better,” you sigh, “it’s just that everything was hurting so much that I wanted to go home, and my manager was being difficult about letting me leave. How was your day?”

“Fine, most of it was spent at the store buying groceries,” Matthew says, “and things for you.” He ‘boops’ your nose, and you smile.

“Speaking of groceries, what’d you make?” you ask, suddenly curious as to what the delicious smells in the kitchen are.

“Well,” Matthew said, and spun you around to see, “I’m making you hot chocolate, some tea for later that should help with your cramps, and there’s a pizza in the oven for when you’re hungry. And I restocked on your favorite snacks.”

“Have I ever told you that I love you?” You playfully ask.

“Only about a thousand times.”

“Then let’s make it a thousand and one times, because I love you sooo much.”

You flash your boyfriend a smile before pulling him in for a kiss. A few moments later, a cramp hits you, and you groan into Matthew’s mouth. He pulls away, but just enough for your foreheads to still touch.

“More cramps?” He softly asks.

“Yeah, any chance that tea’s ready?”

“Of course, baby. Why don’t you go change into something comfortable, pick a movie, and I’ll bring over the tea and some snacks.”

You give Matthew a quick peck on his cheek before leaving the kitchen. “Sounds like a plan, you’re the best.”

After you’ve changed and used the bathroom, you spot Matthew holding a hot water bottle and the remote control. “You ready?”

Halfway through the movie, with your tea and most of the snacks finished, you’re hit with another wave of pain and tiredness. You sit up and climb into Matthew’s lap, peppering sleepy kisses on his neck.

“Gube, can you massage my back pleaseeee?”

Matthew shifts from under you to get more comfortable. “Since you asked so nicely.”

He placed the hot water bottle in between your stomachs and started working his large hands on your lower back, and it feels heavenly.

“Keep going like that, and I might fall asleep right here,” you mutter.

Matthew placed a kiss on top of your head, “Go ahead, baby.”

“Thank you, Matthew, really. For always taking care of me.” You tilt your head up to plant a gentle kiss on his jaw.

“Anytime, (Y/N).”

Within a few minutes, you’re falling asleep in your lover’s arms, and it feels so nice that you briefly forget about all the pain your period’s caused you.

[bunnyywritings]

high on your love

dabi x fem!reader 『18+ nsfw content 』

[a/n: I felt like giving dabi and (y/n) a little ✨bonnie and clyde✨ moment, uhhm this kinda got outta hand at the end so uhh hehehe whoops, enjoy! -yours truly, bunnyy -`ღ´- ps, this is my first full on smut...pls be nice 🥺️]

Your throat was burning, chest heaving up and down as you gulped down the crisp night air. Your heavy footsteps echoed alongside his as the both of you ran. You couldn’t believe it. You guys were actually doing it...you were running away. It may have seemed childish but if it meant having freedom, then who cares.

The day before, the entirety of the LOV was caught and taken to Tartarus...or so they thought. It wasn’t until the silent alarm at Shibuya National bank went off at 3am. From then, both you and Dabi just ran. Ran until you deemed you were far enough but that plan was slowly going down hill.

“Both of you! Stop right there!” Were the tired shouts that echoed behind you. Both pigs and pro heroes alike were chasing after you. Dabi’s hand gripped yours tighter as you picked up the speed.

“B-Baby, this -this way.” You breathed heavily and tugged him off to the right, that proved to be a bad idea when you were met with a dead end.

“Shit!” He growled, both of you trying to regain your breath.

“D-Dabi, baby what are we gonna do? I-I don’t want to...I-” You choked a sob as tears started to stream down your face.

“Hey...” He grabbed your face in his hands. “We’re gonna get out of this, I promise.” He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“There you are!”  A booming voice sounded from the end of the alley. It was Endeavor, Hawks stepping out from behind him.

“Dabi! Buddy! Come on, we can work this out!” The blonde called out in an attempt to be friendly.

“NO! I’m not your puppet anymore!”

Your eyes frantically searched around, trying to find a means to escape. Eyes widening when you found one.

“Dabi...” You whispered, tugging on the sleeve of his jacket. He side eyed you and saw what you were motioning to. It was a chance.

“Look, just give up. Neither of you have any place to go!” Hawks stuffed his hands in his pockets with a shrug. “Don’t be irrational!”

You nodded and Dabi smirked. “Looks like you’re about to see a miracle boys.” He sent the biggest blast of his fire he could manage, making both pros take a step back. Taking advantage of the cover, he made his way over to the manhole cover and lifted it.

“Not so fast!” Just then, a single feather flew through the roaring fire. Neither of you noticed until.

“ACK!” Dabi’s eyes widened when you collapsed beside him.

“Sugar? SUGAR?! What’s wrong?” You looked down and all you could see was blood seeping out of your side. “FUCK YOU KEIGO!!” He growled as he helped you down into the sewers, taking the duffel bags in his hands and following after you, making sure to weld the cover shut.

“D-Dabi...” you called out, slowly feeling the warmth leave your body as you sat down, limply leaning against the damp walls of the sewer.

“(y/n), don’t worry. You’re gonna be fine. You’re gonna be fine and-and we’re gonna escape like we always planned okay?” He caressed your cheek with his hand. “Babydoll, hey you have to stay awake for me. Okay?” His heart stopped as your eyes started to flutter closed. “(yn)...please, stay with me.”

“I-I love you...T-Toya...I’m s-sorry.”

“No b-baby please...I-” If he could cry, he’d be a sobbing mess. “Fuck..”He grabbed your limp and and brought it to his lips. Your heartbeat was faint.

He ripped a piece of his shirt off and tied it tightly around your torso before carefully draping you over his back and tying the sleeves of the hoodie you were wearing around his neck so you wouldn’t fall.

Your head felt fuzzy. Opening your eyes, wincing at the sudden invasion of light. You were...in a car?

“Dabi?” You weakly called out but you weren’t loud enough. He was still asleep in the driver’s seat. From what you could tell, you were parked on the shoulder of some secluded road. “Dabi?” You called a little louder. This caused him to jolt awake, eyes frantically looking around before landing on yours.

“I’m glad you’re awake.” He grinned, grabbing your hand and softly running his thumb over your scarred knuckles.

“Where are we?”

“Well, we’re halfway to the ferry that we’re taking to Busan.” He pulled up the map on his phone.

“I-wait...Busan as in Busan, South Korea?” Your eyes were wide with wonder.

“Yeah...I know you had always wanted to go so I thought, well now was the perfect time.” He scratched the back of his neck.

Once the drive restarted, you guys stopped at a mall to pick up some new clothes since what you we’re currently wearing smelled like sewer and ashes. After burning those, you guys made it to a diner to have a well deserved breakfast.

“So what’s next on our run away roadtrip baby?” You asked, your question followed by a moan. “God these waffles are delicious.” You muttered to yourself, mouth full of the buttery and syrup filled pastry. Dabi chuckled at your silliness.

“Well, I was thinking we could get a motel room or something since I’m exhausted.” He took an extra long sip of his coffee to emphasize his point.

“Sounds good to me.”

The two of you continued to eat tour breakfast before paying the bill and leaving a juicy tip for your waitress. I mean, come one, you guys were villains but that doesn’t mean that you aren’t decent human beings. 

You guys explored a bit of rural Japan before deciding it was time to look for a motel. After searching and searching, there was no motel in sight. There was, however, a small love hotel with a very cheap per night charge. Deciding that any bed was better than the car seats, you stopped there.

“I’ve never been to one of these before.” You blushed as you walked down the hall with Dabi, the dim lighting doing nothing but fuel the dirty thoughts seeping into your brain. He just chuckled and led you into the room.

It was quite nice, despite the fact that he got the cheesiest room possible. The king sized bed was in the shape of a heart and covered in pink and red satin sheets, the bathtub was filled with rose petals and there were various candles throughout the room.

“I’m gonna take a bath.” You announced as you made your way into the bathroom, Dabi just offered a lazy nod as he threw himself onto the bed with a huff. Once you felt refreshed and clean enough, you got out and changed into a fresh set of panties and an oversized shirt you bought earlier, deciding to forgo the pants. Dabi had gone in after you to take a quick shower.

The door opened and a puff of steam escaped into the room and Dabi followed, the towel wrapped around his hips was dangerously low. You gulped, biting your lip to contain any embarrassing noises that threatened to leave your mouth.

“You like what you see? Hmm Babydoll?” His voice came out deeper than usual, the towel starting to tent in the front.

“Yes I do...a lot actually.” You blushed, surprised at your own forwardness.

“Well then, I guess it’s time to take advantage of the time we’ve got.” He smirked, towel dropping with a soft thud. The sight had your mouth watering in an instant, your panties growing damp with your own arousal. You leaned back against the headboard as he gripped your knees and pulled your legs open, laying in between your legs.

“I’m gonna-” he started to kiss up your inner thigh. “make you feel so good babydoll. I’ll have you screaming my name by the end of the night.” He placed a kiss over your fabric covered clit, making you squirm under his touch. “Now let’s see just how dirty my baby girl is.” He licked his lips and moved your panties to the side. “Mmm, already so wet for me and I haven’t even touched you.” Your cheeks tinted pink in embarrassment.

It was a long night for you. It was only 2am when he had you on top of him, hands in a bruising grip on your hips as you rode him. His hips snapping up to meet your thrusts.

“Ahh fuck! D-Dabi you--you feel so good!” You whined as you leaned forward and rested your palms against his chest. He leaned up to take one of your nipples into his mouth, suckling and swirling his tongue over the hardened little bud. You threaded your hand into his hair and tugged lightly. “B-Baby please, I-I can’t anymore...can you-ah!” Your stuttered words made sense once your hips started to slow their movements.

“Don’t worry babydoll, I’ll take care of you.” He kissed the underside of your jaw before flipping the both of you over so you were on your back and he was above you.

“Ready?” You hummed in response, “Come on sweetheart, I need to hear you. Use your words.”

“God! Yes Dabi please just-”you swallowed a gulp of air. “Please just fuck me.” He chuckled teasingly as he watched you clench around nothing, running his tip over your swollen bud.

“Your wish is my command, princess~” He purred, thrusting forward so he was completely bottomed out. The feeling of being stretched out making you whimper with need. “S-shit you’re s-so tight...ah-” He slowly pulled out before snapping his hips forward. He set such a fast pace, you could feel your 4th climax of the night slowly approaching.

“I-fuck Dabi...I’m cumming! Please I-mmm dabi.” Your choked moans made him pick up the pace, moving your leg over his shoulder. The new angle made your eyes widen, mouth open in a silent scream.

“Ah fuck! Look at my babydoll~ I’ve never seen you make such a lewd face before~” He reached down and rubbed tight circles into your oversensitive clit, the sensation making your eyes cross the slightest bit as your whimpers became louder, tears leaking from your eyes.

“Are you gonna cum for me baby?” All you could do was nod. “Go ahead, go ahead and come for me. You’ve been such a good girl.” That was all it took for the coil in your stomach to release.

“fuck! Dabi! Baby!” His name left your lips like a mantra as both of you came down from your high at the same time. He rolled his hips into you a few times to help you ride out your high. There you laid in each other’s arms, chests heaving for air.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” He asked softly as he caressed your tear stained cheek.

“No, it was perfect.” You whispered in a hoarse voice, he chuckled and leaned in to meet your lips. They moved together in a tender embrace, all of your love and appreciation poured into it.

After getting cleaned up and changed, you passed out cuddled in his arms but he couldn’t sleep. It seemed like he was on a high that never ended. He was truly, deeply in love with you. If this is what it meant to look through the rose colored glasses, well, he never wanted to take them off.

Never.

[gohyuck]

this is for the nct prompt thingy. i hope my choices aren’t boring 🥺✊ member: jaemin au: 10 trope:4 scenario prompt: 5

based on this post

i’m also adding another request i got to this one:

jaemin + tangible pls

notes: prom night!! and pretty much just fluff with a small bit of angst at the beginning

10: neighbors

4: coming of age

5: “i’ll feel much better if you let me walk you home.”

enjoy! part 2 here

being the president of the student council has its perks - you get to have a say in a decent amount of the major decisions that go on in your high school, and you get to do things like visit your prom venue (the top floor of a hotel this year, overlooking the entire city) weeks beforehand just to ensure that your classmates will love it. you got to design the class ring, and help lead student sections at football games. you wouldn’t give up your role for anything, and you know it.

still, right now, as you feel your high school world almost crashing down around you, you’re painfully away of the negative aspects of your job. prom ended two hours ago, and you’ve only just finished clean-up. the rest of your officers had left thirty minutes ago - you’d ushered them out yourself, wanting all of them to enjoy their prom nights in the way you wouldn’t be able to do so yourself. you’d stayed behind to help the caterers clean up and even managed to stay after all the chaperones had left, almost hell-bent on being alone in the end. 

it’s only as you say your final goodbyes to the hotel staff and make your way into the parking garage that you let your tears start to fall. 

you no longer have a ride home, and you really don’t want to bother your parents at 2 in the morning. getting a rideshare would involve paying with money you really don’t have. before you can talk yourself out of it, you dig your phone out of your clutch, searching for the contact of the one person who might be able to get you home at this hour. you press call. you rush to wipe your tears and stabilize your breathing, praying that you’ll sound normal on the phone. 

jaemin picks up on the third ring, and you realize immediately that he’s at a party, or a club, or something. regret climbs up your throat - you don’t want to tear him away from the fun he must be having. you almost hit the glaring red end call button, but his voice interrupts your actions. 

“(name)? what’s up? are you okay?”

you’re pleasantly surprised by the worry behind his words, but you’re quick to reassure him that yes, you’re fine, you’re just a little bit stranded at the hotel and if he could please give you a ride home, you’d be indebted to him forever. he agrees without qualms, and assures you that no, the party behind him isn’t very interesting, and that you aren’t doing him a disservice by calling him away from it. it takes him almost no time at all to get to where you are, and you realize he must’ve been at one of the clubs nearby. 

you wonder what it’s like. 

he opens the passenger door for you and ushers you in like a regular gentleman, and it isn’t until you’re settled down and buckled in in his beaten down honda civic that he asks the question you’re dreading. 

“didn’t you go with bradley?” his eyes don’t waver from the stretch of highway ahead of him, and it’s obvious he’s just trying to make small talk. still, you can’t help the sigh that escapes you. jaemin finally glances over, concern etching his features. 

“he left with alina halfway through,” you say, a sad smile turning up one corner of your mouth. “and left me rideless.”

“that bastard...” jaemin starts before trailing off, muttering angrily to himself, and you’re reminded of how protective he can be over his friends. though you don’t run in the same circles - his friend group is comprised mostly of the dance team, and yours is mostly your friends from student council and yearbook - you’ve managed to maintain some form of a relationship with jaemin throughout high school, in part due to the fact that his house is right next door to yours. 

“it’s fine, jaem - him and i weren’t a couple anyways.” you tell him, and he only gives a tight-jawed, curt nod in your response. you realize you’ve reached your neighborhood only when he turns onto your street. you’re prepared to give him a genuine thanks and a cursory goodnight until he drives directly into the driveway rather than stopping in front of your house. 

“did you forget that i’m here?” you tease him, though you’re thoroughly confused. he laughs before shaking his head, pressing the button above his head to open his garage. 

“how could i forget you?” he smiles directly at you after he parks, and under the fluorescent lights of his garage you realize just how handsome he looks in the dark blue suit he has on. you knock your shoulder against his as a way of responding to him, and the both of you share a grin. 

“but seriously, though, what are we doing here?”

“well i live here, so there’s that.” jaemin points out. before you can snark back at him, he waves a hand towards the passenger’s side door. “get out of my car and into my house and you’ll find out.”

♕ ♕ ♕

a few minutes later, you’re sitting on top of jaemin’s dining table with your feet - your heels long gone - resting on the chair in front of you. he’s scooping ice cream into a two bowls at the island as you watch. both of his parents, as professors at a nearby college, are off at a three day, two night conference, so he has the house to himself. 

jaemin hands you your bowl, though not before sticking a dessert spoon in it. you watch with equal parts horror and fascination as he pours soy sauce onto his own vanilla ice cream, and he sends you a cheeky wink when he catches your disgusted stare. 

“you’re a goblin, na.” you state, shaking your head. he can’t help but laugh at you as he pulls the chair out from under your feet and sits down on it. 

“what? it helps me with my lactose intolerance.” as if to emphasize his point, he digs in, making sure you’re watching as he places a spoonful of his concoction on his tongue. 

“mmm, it’s so incredibly delicious. why don’t you give it a try?” he grins up at you, and you fake gag at him in response. the two of you continue to banter back and forth as you eat, and, soon enough, bradley is out of your mind for good. it isn’t until after jaemin washes your dishes - “i can help, jaem-” “and get that gorgeous dress wet? not fucking likely.” - that you realize you should probably get home. he walks you to the front door and you give him a hug and say your thank you and goodnight. 

you’re genuinely surprised when he follows you outside. 

“dude, i live right there.” you point at your front door, which is hardly 20 feet away from you. jaemin gives you a sheepish smile before shrugging his shoulders. 

“it’s 3 in the morning. i’ll feel much better if you let me walk you home.” 

you shake your head in disbelief, though neither of you can ignore the smile that spreads across your face. you look up at him, and the way he looks back at you is so heartbreakingly tender that you find your own smile fading fast as your face relaxes itself. any response you might’ve had dies in your throat. 

jaemin hadn’t gone to prom with a date, the voice in the back of your head reminds you. he’d left his best friends to come pick you up, and he’s been the first person to make you smile all night. he looks impossibly good in the moonlight, dark hair tussled artistically and his single, dangly earring framing his jawline. in the moment, he seems realer to you than he ever has before. he’s concrete. tangible. 

before you can stop yourself, you lay a hand against one of his lapels and search your eyes with his. 

“can i kiss you?” your voice is more sure than you can give yourself credit for. jaemin, to his own right, lets his hands fall onto your waist naturally before nodding. you lean up as he leans down, and as the two of you meet in the middle, you can’t help but feel like something’s fallen into place. 

as you pull away from him, though, only one thing is on your mind...

... and your tongue. 

“you’re so lucky you’re a good kisser,” you say, not stepping away from him. before he can question you, you keep speaking. “because you taste like soy sauce, you big idiot!”