#so he's like 'hmm throat looks fine tho'

[ladyjmontilyet]

the doctor used his phone torch to look down my throat today

idk what i was expecting

but it wasn't that

[fizzy-blood]

["Are you lost?"]

Ticci Toby🪓 x GN!Reader (Smut)

Not a request but I'm bored and wanna write something... Idk man. This is definitely going to be way longer than my headcanons because this is an actual story so yk.

18+ Warning

This content includes: Choking ig, Slight degrading, Hatchet fucking (if ykyk), It's one of those "I'll let you fuck me if you let me go after" type things, Dom Toby, Blood kink, kinda public? (Like, you're in the middle of the woods but...), Reader is way to horny lmao, Reader also has a pussy because it's easier to write for me (no gender mentioned tho).

It was a cold, late night. You had been walking through the woods for hours, completely lost. Maybe if you didn't decide that it would be a good idea to go off the path to find cool trinkets and animal bones you wouldn't be walking through the woods feeling like something was watching you. It wasn't all bad though, you did eventually find a lake in a clearing, you could finally see the moon again. The lake was peaceful and still, a small breeze passed by as you stepped out into the moonlight. You sat down on a rock next to the water, still unable to shake the feeling of someone's eyes on you. Little did you know that you weren't being watched by an animal, in fact the person was hiding in a tree nearby. He watched you as you sat down on the rock, staying as still and silent as he could.

He had picked you as his next target, you looked so small from up there in the trees, he couldn't just let you walk out of the woods unharmed. He slowly climbed down from the tree he was in to get a closer look at you. He began to walk towards you as you closed your eyes and sighed loudly, it was clear that you were stressed about being lost. You didn't hear him approach as you were to in your head thinking to hear him.

Finally he was right behind you, he tapped you on the shoulder to let you know he was there. You quickly whipped your head around and scrambled away from him, almost falling in the water as you did so. You looked up to see a scrawny looking man holding what looked to be a hatchet standing over you, he had a mask and goggles covering his face and a hood over his head. His head twitched and your eyes widened as he took a step closer to you, kneeling down and wrapping a hand around your throat. He tightened his hands around you only to immediately let go after the word "H-harder-" slipped out your mouth.

"W-what the ff-fuck?" He said, staring at you with a concerned look on his face, you couldn't see it though since his mask was in the way. "W-what the fuck is wrong with y-you?", you paused for a moment, he took a step back when you didn't respond. "I guess it doesn't matter n-now does it? You-you are going to d-die anyways.." he said with a sadistic look on his face. You looked up at him with a strange look, you were clearly embarrassed from what just happened and didn't really know what to do about the situation you were in. "Wait wait wait! Can't we figure something out?" You stammered. "Like-like what?" He said softly, his voice sent a chill down your spine causing you to blush slightly. This put a very... Interesting image in your head. "Uhhh- you could uhmm..." You sighed, knowing that you were probably going to regret suggesting this "I'll... I'll let you.. fuck me?" You said nervously, your face clearly a bright red. His eyes widened as you said that, clearly intrigued by the idea. "Hmm, You sure you want that? You don't even know my name and you wanna fuck me?" He slowly pulled his hood down and his goggles off, he had hazel eyes and dark brown hair. "If I do will you let me go?" You asked, clearly terrified of him rejecting the offer and killing you.

"Fine, on one condition-"he said, placing his free hand under your chin and tilting your head up,"-you can't tell anyone about this..", you agreed, face still red from asking. He smirked at you and removed his mask, you immediately took note of the large gash on his cheek. "My n-name is Toby, by the way.. feel free to ss-ay it as much as you'd like while we do this~". You basicly died when he said that, reality was going to hit you like a ton of bricks after this but you didn't care.

He got back down to your level as you were still sitting down on the rock, he crawled towards you and lent you a hand, gesturing for you to take it. Once he had ahold of your hand he pulled you in closer to him, he put his hatchet down beside him and held you in his arms. He let out a small laugh as you looked at him, you seemed tense, unsure about how to feel about the whole situation. Toby knew this, so in an attempt to make this a bit easier on you a bit less tense he kissed you. No hesitation whatsoever, he just kissed you. You closed your eyes and leaned in, you wanted this. The idea of the man you were kissing being a literal murderer was reaching out to the most depraved parts of your mind.

He started to become more needy as the kiss continued, he pulled you in tighter, feeling you up through your clothes. He pulled away and started to pull your shirt off. You didn't struggle, Infact, you helped him. Toby seemed confused by your sudden change in mood but he didn't complain. He pushed you onto your back and kissed your neck, causing you to moan at the feeling. "S-so nice, such pretty s-ounds~" he whispered into your ear, "w-whats your name.. I f-for-got to ask y-you...". You looked up at him and said your name, "Such a nice name~" he muttered as he nuzzled into your neck. He began to kiss your neck, nipping at the skin trying to find your more sensitive spots. Finally you let out a small whimper letting him know that he had found it. He began to bite and suck at the skin, listening to every little sound you made.

[Small Time Skip]

You two had been like this for a couple minutes now when you felt something tug at your belt, Toby had started to undo it. He finally let go of your neck so he could take off your pants. You looked down as he finally got them off, you gasped loudly as he began to rub your clit through your panties. "H-holy shit, how are you th-this wet already? Y-you fucking slut, you wanted th-is to-to happen didn't you.." he smirked at you as you squirmed under him. He moved his hand away making you whine at the lack of friction "Answer me o-or I'll st-stop!" He shouted. You quickly nodded, "Yes, I'm a slut, I wanted this to happen~ please- just keep going~". This answer obviously pleased him one way or another because he began to pull down your panties and suck at your clit. "Fuck- T-toby~" you moaned loudly as pulled your thighs up onto his shoulders and started to eat you out. You continued to moan and whimper as he did, placing your hand on the back of his head to pull him in closer.

Your body was so warm compared to his despite your lack of clothes. He could feel your thighs squeeze his head as you inches closer and closer to your orgasms, you were so close that you had started to shake. Just as you were about to cum he took his mouth off of your pussy, leaving you uncomfortable as the cold air touched it. "Why'd you stop..." You whined at him, "I wanted to see your pretty face~" he seemed to like the anger and pain in your eyes. "Don't worry, you'll feel full again soon.." He sighed, picking up his hatchet from the ground. "Calm down sweetheart, I'm not gonna kill you.. I have a better idea~" the sadistic look in his eyes set you off a bit. You watched him move over to the water behind you and dip the handle of the hatchet in the lake, slowly taking it out and wiping the water off with his sweater. "Hold this." He demanded, holding his hatchet out to you, you held it in your hands as you watched him pull his now damp sweater off of his body.

He took the hatchet back, "You ok there? You seem nervous again..". A stupid question really, of course you were nervous, he looked like he was about to kill you. You nodded your head, "Yeah... I'm fine..". Toby crawled on top of you again and lined up his hatchet with your hole, that's when you realized what he was doing, "I really don't need you getting pregnant on me.. after all, I did say not to talk about this with anyone.." he smiled at you.

You arched your back as he began to slide it in, trying your hardest not to moan. You could feel every little detail of the wooden handle as it entered your body, he slowly began to pull the handle out of you and back in again. "That hurts-" he ignored your crys and continued, taking off his belt and pulling his own pants down. You watched him touch himself as you continued to cry and whine from the pain, he seemed to be getting off to it. Soon enough the pain turned into pleasure as your body got used to the hard wooden handle inside of you. He began to rub himself against your clit, you could tell he was hard, it was starting to affect him too much. He continued to rub his dick against you as you whimpered from the feeling, the handle was too hard, too big, and he really wasn't helping with the overstimulation by rubbing against you. Toby placed his free hand on the back of your head again, watching small tears run down the sides of your face from the overwhelming feeling of the hatchet. He began to kiss you again, it was much slower, much softer than the first time. You gave into the feeling and wrapped your arms around him, pulling him in closer.

You both continued for as long as you both could handle it. You had placed a hand on his hardened dick and had been jerking him off for a couple of minutes. Finally he came on top of you, he moved his body up a bit out of your reach to watch it slowly drip off of you. Toby had finished, but you were still chasing your orgasm, he could see the pain in your eyes so he decided to do something to ease the pain. You groaned as he pulled the hatchet out, it had a small amount of blood on it now from how hard it was and how much it was stretching you out. You watched as Toby licked the blood off of the handle, his face had a noticeable blush on it, clearly he had been enjoying himself... He was also enjoying the blood a bit to much, maybe he had some kind of a blood kink? You didn't bother to ask him as he placed the hatchet back on the ground.

"Toby? What are you doin-nghh~" You moaned softly as his tongue touched your clit again, it was a nice change from the hatchet, much more soft and warm. You could feel his tongue work through your folds as he licked and sucked at your pussy. It felt like heaven as he licked up the blood that had been slowly dripping out of you. Did it hurt? A little... Did you care? Not really.

He eventually managed to find a sweet spot that was closer to your entrance and began to attack it with his tongue, soothing the pain as best he could. He let go for a moment and placed a finger inside of you and began to move it in and out only to return to your clit so he could still taste you, so wet, so sweet. You squeezed his head in-between your thighs and finally came undone. A wave of euphoria washed over you as he continued. A couple seconds later he finally stopped, he was pleased with how the whole thing had went.

He dressed you and put his sweater back on, picking both you and his hatchet up off of the rocks, carrying you out of the woods. He placed you down next to a tree near the path and sat down next to you slowly falling asleep.

The next morning you woke up peacefully, it was a Saturday so you did have any work. You felt a small pain in your abdomen as you stretched your body, looking over to see Toby's sleeping form next to you. The memories of last night came flooding back to you as your face went red... Did you regret it? Not at all.

HOLY SHIT!! (⁠┛⁠◉⁠Д⁠◉⁠)⁠┛⁠彡⁠┻⁠━⁠┻

I almost lost this whole post over a notification about penises and I really don't know how to feel about that....

Idk, hope you enjoyed it!! -Fizz

[tooxmanyxships]

Hiii, i have a prompt for Maxiel if thats alright? Would be *is that my shirt?* But also with like gettin together? If nah thats good too. Thanks ❤️

Ah Maxiel, my beloved ❤️‍🩹

Have some soccer AU

Being in a changing room full of men was always quite a....mess. With the lack of a better word.

Clothes were strown around haphazardly, so at the end of training or match, they always had to look around to find their clothes.

Some already looked for theirs before they hit the showers. Others just jumped straight under the water stream.

It was always funny to see grown men scramble around in search of their shirts or even pants sometimes.

It was easy to leave without a shirt. Without some pants would be a little more frowned upon.

Sometimes shirts were just being forgotten in the changing room.

Or they ended up with someone the shirt didn't belong to.

That's exactly what happened to Max.

Max hated walking around without a shirt. Sure, when he was on vacation at the beach or on a boat it was fine. But in normal dayly life, Max always wore a shirt.

The problem was---he couldn't find it.

He thought he placed it on the seat on the bench beside where he was seated, but it wasn't there anymore.

He looked a second time. And a third. Even looked underneath it. His shirt wasn't there.

He looked around the room and finally found it. Or at least he thought he did.

Until he pulled it on and it was just a little too big on him.

He was the only one in the changing room. The others were still in the showers.

He simply didn't feel like waiting on them to ask whose shirt this was, so he just pulled it on and left.

He always was the first one to get there and the first one to leave. Nobody would be surprised.

~~*~~

Max was late. He hates being late.

He quickly pulled on the first set of clothes that didn't smell too bad, shoved some food down his throat, grabbed his bag and out he went.

By the time he made it to the changing room there were already some guys there, luckily for him they didn't pay him much attention. Only a few eyebrow raises at him being late.

There was one person who seemed to keep on staring at him tho as soon as he dropped his jacket.

Max raised an eyebrow, but their number 3 didn't look away.

Max deliberately turned his back to him as he took off his shirt and got into his training gear.

When he turned around again, he didn't feel any eyes on him anymore.

But that had been a little weird....

~~*~~

It's after the training and all the other guys are hitting the showers, so Max gets out of the way, towel wrapped around his waist.

He pulls on his boxers, then drops the towel. He towels off his hair one more time before pulling on the shirt that's miraculously still in the same spot he left it.

Now he realizes it's that shirt that's just a little too big on him....

"Is that my shirt?"

Max's head whips around. Daniel, their number 3, is standing in the doorway between the showers and the changing room.

Then he starts moving towards Max and Max panics.

"Hmm," Daniel touches the hem of his - - - - of Daniel's---- shirt that he's wearing, inspecting it. "Yep. That's my shirt, Verstappen."

The way he says his last name makes Max shiver.

Damn.

Damn his stupid crush on this damn man.

"I---" Come on, Max. Speak. "I can give it back."

Daniel lets go of the hem of his - - - the shirt. Runs his hand over the fabric. Over Max's chest

"Nah. You can keep it." A smile. A damn wink. "It suits you, Maxie."

Maxie

Daniel turns around, having no shame in wiggling his towel hidden ass as he walks towards his space on the bench.

Max has no shame in watching that ass wiggle as it walks away either. No matter how stunned he is.

Will there be more of these 2 in this verse? Who knows....

[akiraruru]

Hi I saw you was in need of ideas 😁 and I saw you like ragbros (like me) how about hc (platonic)where they have a little sister (like 18-19year old) who is also adopted like kaeya and is also traumatized before she came to dawn winery and she is more traumatized. She is also super powerful like she is a mage (like in historical manhwa) and has electro vision is also a member of knights of favonis. Sorry I went for too much details 😅

If you don't write platonic hc, how about hurt to comfort fic of diluc/ kaeya/Zhongli where the reader thinks he ib love with someone else (like jean for diluc rosaria for kaeya guzhiong for Zhongli).

Sorry for long ask. Take care 😘

A/n: sadly I'm not very good at platonic stuff, hope u like this oneshot tho!

Included: Kaeya, gn reader, Rosaria

Cw/s: mentions of drinking, angst, possibly ooc, I suck at writing angst

Kaeya had always been passionate about the things he loves. Though, recently everything has been going much worse than before, it's like his path throughout life has become rocky, rather than ups and downs, it has really been down these past few days. He went out drinking more and more, constantly visiting his brother's tavern, chugging down beer down his throat hoping to wash down his foul feeling.

You understand what was Kaeya's feeling and you always have, you gave him time, time to think carefully and to rest his mind and body. Though you never expected it to come to this, you never expected it to become this bad; you felt sorry for him.

You tried to talk to him about it to at least help ease some of his foul feelings yet every time you do he just tells you

"I'm fine"

"I'm okay by myself"

"There's no need"

In such a tired tone, he always pushes you away. Why? Why didn't he want your help? Maybe he just wanted some time... But didn't you already give him a week? All these thoughts and questions run through your head all at the same time it's giving you a headache.

During his time at the tavern, he has encountered Rosaria multiple times in a row and yes, you have witnessed some of those times and nothing bad seems to be happening. After all those encounters with each other, Rosaria made the first move; starting the conversation first.

He knew Rosaria, a close friend of that he hasn't connected to in a long while.

"Hey, you alright?" Rosaria asks.

She looked down at the blue haired knight that had his head laying on the table, beer in hand.

"Hmm... no" Kaeya responds, his words coming out wobbly due to the alcohol.

Chats between Rosaria and Kaeya was pretty constant again, sharing small talk whenever they passed each other, talking during breaks... Of course you took notice and didn't seem to mind, I mean, they're friends after all. And they haven't talked to each other for a while so it's understandable.

It's been weeks and kaeya has started to feel better, more upright and was coming back to his usual smug personality. You were happy, proud even, but you felt a little... what do you call it? Jealous? No, that can't be right. You? Jealous of who?

Maybe it's because it was Rosaria that helped Kaeya more than you did, it's great that she helped but during those times, why did Kaeya only talk to Rosaria about it? Why not you? He always pushes you away but why not to Rosaria either? Is there something special about her? Questions are running through your mind again.

He's been out of the house recently too, often meeting up with Rosaria. At this point, you think he sees her more than you, could it be that he fell out of love? Too many questions and possibilities are in your mind, overthinking every little thing.

You decided to confront him during dinner.

"Kaeya.. is there something wrong?" You ask worryingly.

"Nothing's wrong. Why?" Kaya responds.

"It's just that uhm... You've been.. I don't know, distant?" You furrow your brows slightly as you speak.

"Distant, how?" Kaeya tilts his head.

You take a deep breath thinking about saying it or not.

"Do you not love me anymore?" You finally asked.

"What? Of course I love you, why did you think that?" Kaeya replies.

"You've been hanging out with Rosaria a lot too..." You fidget with your fingers.

"Ahh, I see now" He chuckled.

"Wanna know why?" Kaeya smiles.

You nod in reply, desperate for answers. You watched as he got up towards the calendar and pointed out your anniversary and.. oh it's today. Wait, it's today?

Kaeya goes to a cabinet and pulls out two boxes wrapped delicately, each of different colors with a ribbon wrapped around it like a bow, a letter on top of the two boxes.

"What's this?" You ask, inspecting the box.

"I wanted to make up for all the things you did for me" Kaeya smiles softly.

The letter contained 3 paragraphs about his undying love for you, alongside a kiss mark on the bottom.

"I needed some help so I went to Rosaria" He explains.

You open the boxes, careful not to damage it. The 1st box contains a silver/gold (what color you want) necklace below a tulip, the necklace has your birthstone as it's pendant, shaped into a heart, your name and Kaeya's was faintly sketched onto the back of the pendant.

2nd box contained earrings that matched the necklace, right below a rose.

"Wow... I.." You were left utterly speechless.

Now you were the one feeling guilty, especially since it's your anniversary and you don't have nothing for him

"Don't worry about your gift, you being here is enough" Kaeya brings you into a tight, warm embrace.

[cricketnationrise]

For the followers' fic fest!

6:58 AM, Kensington Palace, Philip Fox-Mountchristen Windsor. I'm not sure about the song but I'm thinking Are You Bored Yet? by Wallow ft. Clairo for the vibes so feel free to use it! (You don't have to tho /gen)

Another first for me, Philip POV! I hadn't heard the song before this ask, but it's going into regular rotation now! Anyway, I hope you like your ficlet! 💜🦗

❤️🤍💙❤️🤍💙

6:58am, kensington

“Mmm…Ph'lip? Why’re you already awake?”

Martha blinks blearily at him from where she’s half-sprawled on his chest. Bollocks. All his shifting around must have woken her up. Philip sighs, puts on half a mask of normalcy.

“No reason. Go back to sleep, darling.” He drops a kiss on the top of her head. “We don’t have to be up for another hour.”

“No, I’m awake enough. Come now, what’s wrong? You’re never up this far before your alarm.”

“Nothing.”

“Pish posh.”

“Martha.”

“I’m still half asleep, but I know utter rot when I hear it. Now spill.”

“I don't have an answer—” 

Martha starts to push upright. “Philip, I swear to—”

“Well, not one I can give you,” he admits. 

“How come?” 

And the truth is that the thing that’s bothering him, that has kept him up all night, it’s so big he can’t even look at it head on; has to resort to sideways glances. The whole is too overwhelming. But Martha makes everything better—everything. So maybe, a moment of bravery on his part will let her soothe this hurt, this howling thing inside him, as well. He takes a deep breath and exhales hard before speaking.

“The man that—the one that slept with H-henry. When he was underage.”

“From his letters?” Martha’s always been quick on the uptake, always willing to follow his wandering thoughts.

He nods. “I can’t get that line out of my head. It seems such a small detail, almost casual for Henry, but for me—”

“It rewrites a large part of your worldview.”

“Yes.”

There’s a long silence as they both sit with that idea. Martha plays with the buttons on his pajama top. Philip takes the back of her collar between his fingers, rubbing the soft neckline like a worry stone.

“Martha?”

“Hmm?”

“Do you think it was one of my friends?” He has no reason to doubt Henry’s words, just a desperate desire to have not contributed, even in passing, to his brother’s suffering.

“Truthfully?”

“Yes, please. If you tell me the truth I won't have to lie to myself anymore.”

“I think you already know the answer, love,” she says gently.

“Martha, please.” The just tell me doesn’t need to be spoken for her to understand. 

“Yes, Philip. I think it's true.”

For all he’d known, for all he’d been subconsciously bracing himself for the words, Martha’s confirmation is sharp pain, a cold knife in the pit of his stomach. Philip can’t quite keep the wet, shaky breath from escaping his throat.

“Oh, darling, it’s alright.”

In a heartbeat, Martha’s sitting upright and pulling Philip into her lap, combing her fingers through his hair as he fights to keep the tears at bay. 

“I’m fine.”

Martha snorts softly. “I’ve known you how long now? I can see you aren’t fine.”

“I can't—”

“Just tell me how you’re feeling. We’re all alone, no one to interrupt or pull you into meetings for at least forty minutes. So just tell me what’s going on. Maybe I can help get through this. You’ve been holding it all together for so long. You’re allowed to let go sometimes.”

“Martha, I—”

“Let me in, Pippy.” He’s so caught in the storm of his feelings that Philip can’t even muster the customary glare at the heinous nickname.

“I just. I feel so lost. Unmoored. There’s so much I don't know about my own brother. I don’t know what happens now. What happens next.” 

“You don't have to have all the answers, love.”

“I just don't know where we’re going.”

She brushes his bangs back from his forehead. “That's alright.”

“Its not—”

“It is. You’re not as alone as you think you are. If you’d let me, I’d like to be right next to you. We’ll figure it out. Together.”

And Philip—

Philip believes her.

[hotchs-big-hands]

hi hi im fucking obsessed with your page and all the lovely anons like ya’ll are keeping me alive with your thoughts, comments, rants, stories, and gifs😭😭😭 HOWEVER i was wondering if anyone has any thoughts about how the team would take it if they saw how haley was treating the reader with her snide fucking comments and ugly ass attitude???? OR what if haley tries to get the team on her side bc she’s so fucking stupid and blinded with jealousy even tho they arent really close in the first place????

please bless me with your thoughts (IM BEGGING YOU🧎‍♀️)

- 🌊

Awwwhhh gosh thank you so much 🥺🥺🥺🥺💖💖💖💖💖 you're very sweet! And I welcome you 🌊 anon!! It's nice to have you here 🥰🥰🥰🥰

NOW onto the deets!! Sooooo okay they can tell that whenever you're around or mentioned Haley is ✨tense✨. I mean they are profilers! It esp goes down when there's a gathering at the bar after a case. You're there, as you often are (even before you started dating Aaron if you're part of the team) and just generally having a great time sitting with him.

And then Haley enters the same bar. She managed to have Jack handed over to her sister, being encouraged to "get back out there". But what Jessica doesn't know is Haley decided to go to the very same bar she was attending with Aaron with the team years ago. She had heard he was seeing someone, but now she knows he is. And boy... she is not happy.

You're younger than her for a start. Pretty. Real pretty. Definitely more filled out than she ever was, however. And Aaron has his arm around your waist, smiling gently and chuckling at whatever the conversation was being had. No, she didn't want to see him so-

So she decides to saunter into the bar, pretending she hasn't seen any of them as she orders herself a drink. As she takes hold of her drink she walks casually near their table, she knows they've spotted her now. And then she feigns surprise as she lets her eyes wander to the group.

"Oh! I didn't expect to cross paths with you all tonight." She says. The group offer polite greetings to her and she smiles and nods, then her eyes land on you. "Ah... and you are?"

You tell her your name. She watches as Aaron's grip on you tightens a little. She hums.

"I see. Well I'm Haley Brooks, Aaron's ex-wife. I'm sure you know my dearest Jack, yes? I'm his mother." She says smugly as she shakes your hand a little too tightly. You look uncomfortable, she enjoys it. Her eyes drift to Aaron, who's watching her with slightly narrowed eyes. "I didn't expect you to move onto someone so... hmm, how should I put it?"

"Haley." Aaron says. His tone is a warning. Haley narrows her eyes a little.

"I was only going to say they're young, Aaron." God, she enjoyed the discomfort from the way she said his name. You're looking at her with a certain look that suggested you knew she was lying about what she was about to say. No doubt you'd heard it before, she thinks. One of the others at the table clears their throat.

"Ah, you here with anyone tonight?" Emilia(Emily?) asks her. Haley shifts her gaze to the woman with dark hair.

"Mhm no. Just haven't had much time for myself recently." She knows her words sting. Good. You clear your throat and offer a polite smile.

"I don't mind looking after Jack sometimes if you and Jessica need a break. He's always a good kid when he's at his dad's." You offer and Haley breathes out through her nose sharply.

"That's funny, when I spotted you all I thought you probably worked as a babysitter. You certainly look like one."

Before anyone else can speak up, Aaron slams his glass down on the table and stands up, firm and tall.

"Alright, that's enough. I think you should go." He says sternly to her. Haley gasps, wide eyed.

"A-Aaron I-"

"Now."

In a spark of anger, Haley downs her drink in one and slams her own glass down on the table.

"Fine. I'll just have to try to find myself a ride home then." She snaps. She turns to leave, and from behind her she hears possibly Derek say,

"Leave it to us, Hotch. Stay with (Y/n)."

She never did get to see you again.

[hicomsstuff]

The Hot dealer (part one)

Summary: I met up with a new dealer Chris because I want weed since my boyfriend broke up with me, I've been heartbroken but as I get to know Chris a few weeks later something happens to us..

Warnings: smut, pet names (good girl, ma ect), sex, blowjob, swearing, p in v

Ever since my boyfriend broke up with me I've been heartbroken ever since but my roommate told me there was a dealer named Chris, so I asked him for weed for the first time a couple weeks ago ever since me and Chris came really close

*Texting*

Me: hey I'm about to run out of weed, got anymore I can buy?

Chris: I'm actually about to run out, how much weed do you have left?

Me: I just ran out

Chris: just?! Bad girl. Drugs are bad for you, or do you just want me to come over to your house hmm?

Me: maybe I do want you to come over or maybe I want the weed and you, either way hurry up and get here.

Chris: fine, I'll be there in an hour

The hour seems really annoyingly long.."do I want Chris or do I want weed?" I say to myself unsure, two hours go by until I hear the front door open "hey y/n I'm here!!" I ran out of my bedroom to the door I ran up to him and gave him a really big hug "I missed you, and why'd you take two hours?.." I say while smelling the weed from his pocket

"I took two hours? hmm never knew.." Chris says acting dumb, I just ignore him "so why did you miss me so much hmm?".." because I just did.. anyways do you want something to eat? I don't have much but you can eat whatever you find because I have to go shopping anyways" I mumble while looking in the fridge for something to eat

"Thank you Munchkin!" Chris says while opening a chocolate bar "hey..what's that chocolate you just ate? Can I have some please!!" I whine to him "ugh fine open your mouth" I do as he says and I eat it "oh that was my roommate what was the package name I need to replace it"

"Uhh your roommate or someone put a note on it saying don't eat" Chris decides to look on the back of the packet for any information "what is it??" I say "OH SHIT"

"what is it?!" I yell at him "it's fucking sex chocolate..why does your roommate have this freaky shit!! it says it works in about 20-40 minutes" Chris says while thinking "HA! I'm getting laid and I get weed"

"Oh my god why didn't you read it!! Whatever there's no time to argue, give me the fucking weed" I say with a panic look on my face..deep down tho he really is hot and I mean like we have had sex before what could possibly be so bad this time right?

"Uh rude but okay..let's go to your room" i follow Chris into my room and he sits down on a chair and I sit on my bed..I was thinking to myself "he looks so hot right now..is it just the chocolates or do I actually think he's hot?"

"Want me to do it for you or your gonna do it yourself?" Chris asks "what do you mean? The weed or??"

"Oh my god yes the fucking weed want me to set it up for you or not?" I nodded my head and passed him the lighter, his eyes are already so red it's so beautiful, I love seeing him setting up the weed he's so focused "alright I'm done here you go" as I inhaled the weed he grabs my jaw and opens my mouth so I release into his mouth

"Fuck it tastes so much better from your mouth" I start to blush "thank you for the weed it means a lot to me" Chris looks at me and smirks "if your so thankful why don't you come over here and prove it to me?" Chris says while spreading his legs, I don't respond I just get on my knees

As I'm on my knees I start to undo his pants and take down his boxers with them "so desperate aren't you?" Chris says chuckling to himself quietly "oh shut up would you." As I take his dick out I spit on his tip

Chris's head falls back "don't stop baby." Chris says in a whiny tone, I say to myself while grunting "shit those chocolates really do work.."

His tip hits the back of my throat "Chris i-" before he lets me finish my sentence he pulls down my sweatpants and underwear.."what are you doing?" I say breathing heavily "if you trust me then let me do what I'm gonna do"

"Uh huh I trust you" I say softly as I'm laying there seconds later I feel his cock in me, I gasp for air "oh my god..Chris" he goes faster then slower, finally he hits the spot I've been waiting all day to feel "mmm" I moan loudly

"You like that huh?" "Don't stop please, Chris" he continues and continues, then he pulls out we both just lay there breathing heavily "I'll get a towel" Chris says. As he comes back with the towel he cleans up and gets me dressed then himself "are you okay?" He asked "yeah I'm okay, can you stay for the night?" "Of course princess, go to sleep"

[just-my-type-x]

Okayy my request will be about Brad, I want to ask something where he and the reader have been friends for a short time but he found her so pure and good that he fell in love and asked her on a date, the reader is the type of girl he never had a boyfriend, loves books and music.

Its from fluff scenario. 7. First date 19. Secret dating 9. Reading together 3. First kiss.

And fluff dialogue

4. "My friends really like you" 2. "This is the happiest I've been in a while" 6. "Oh look, a blush" 10. "Just a little kiss?" 12. "I can wait, you're worth wating for" 17. "You're flirting with me?" - "do you want me stop?" - "I haven't decided"

do you have a way to do all this in one story? sorry to ask so much... I love u A 🤍

It was fine, don't worry, everything added up so great ♥️ love u too ♥️

🌺

We walk into the bookstore together, his hand slightly touching my waist to push me forward through the crowded room. I feel butterflies in my stomach from the intimate, caring touch of his, and i clear my throat as to clear my head too. Brad is finally able to get to my side and frowns, before a smirk appears on his face.

"oh, look, a blush", he moves his index finger to circle my face. "May i ask what's the cause of that?", his cheeky self coming to light. I giggle.

"I don't have a clear answer for that", i say, biting my lip to hold back a laugh. I start going through some book titles, Brad watching me carefully.

"Thank you for coming on this date with me, y/n. This is the happiest I've been in a while and it means a lot to me that you understood the whole secret dating thing. I know it's frustrating, but I'm trying my best to adjust", his voice is low and his eyes sparkle with something unidentifiable. I assure him everything is fine and pull out The Fine Print, one of my favourite books and hand it to him, his eyes widening.

"Rowan reminds me of you", i giggle and he frowns over the pages.

"Are you sure? The arrogant billionaire bastard that doesn't care about his employees?", he laughs when a loud laughter escapes my mouth.

"You opened the book on the wrong chapter", i try to take the book away, but he moves it away from me

"No, i still want to know why he reminds you of me", Brad keeps reading and his facial expressions let me know he got to a heated chapter. "Hmm, if this is the reason, then, by all means, keep me as the muse, i don't mind. Tho, i bet i can do this better", he adds and i blush again.

"You're flirting with me?"

"Do you want me to stop?", his smirk comes back and he closes the book

"I haven't decided", i giggle. "So.. Are we a real secret? Or do others know about us?", i ask, sliding mu index finger over the books, keeping myself busy.

"My friends really like you. I showed them photos and talked about you a lot. Same with my family. They seem really pleased by you", he smiles at me and hides his face behind the book. I try to move the book away, but Brad's head peeks from behind it, our faces really close to each other. We stare in each other's eyes and then our eyes go back and forth between our lips and our eyes. He leans in slowly and i meet him halfway, our lips pressing gently on each other. The softness takes me by surprise and i back away slowly, smiling. "Just a little kiss?"

"I'm sorry, it's just.. You're my first kiss and i.. I have to take it slowly", i apologise, but Brad cups my cheek with his free hand.

"I can wait, you're worth waiting for"

[maguro13-2]

Shattered Hero Rekindled ~ Origins of the Ink Demon : Episode Maka Pt.6 ~

Knuckles : So, you're a fast learner, but still to be the best racer there is. You knew about everything what you believed in the world Extreme Gear, how come you know about everything in this world. Tails, do you have the boards for these two speedsters?

Tails : Right, Knuckles. Here, guys. Here are your boards. Both two new blue stars.

Mysterious Racer/Nozomi : Wow...I always wanted a board like this!

*clears throat*

Mysterious Racer/Nozomi : I mean...I never tried one of these before, haven't I?

Sonic : Sure you do. My blue Star can be the fastest, if only someone would play a dirty trick.

Wave : *laughing* Well, well, well. If it ain't shorty with two tails. Still thinking about being in the race with that kind of board.

"WAVE THE SWALLOW : Third of the Babylon Rogues"

Mysterious Racer/Nozomi : You must be the feathered lady of those guys.

Mysterious Cloaked Girl (Sayaka) : One of the so-called Babylon Rogues.

Wave : Right, the first time! Wave the Swallow is my name. That's a nice looking gear, but there are two of them. Both of them are unique and customized.

Tails : I gave them two Blue Stars, this one's for Sonic and the other is for his "friend".

Wave : Friend you say? Let me take a look.

*Looks at Sonic's blue star*

Mysterious Racer/Nozomi : (in mind) Can't say how I put this, but she's great at specializing in those type of boards. Hmm? What is she up to now?

[Message by Michiru Yamane]

Mysterious Racer/Nozomi : (in mind) Is she planting a device that sabotages his board. I better find out what's going on and I do not like to play with one of their tricks.

Tails : So whatcha' think?

Wave : Hmmm? You know what I think of it...*starts laughing*

Mysterious Racer/Nozomi : Not cool...!

Wave : So, two boards for both a blue furry bum and a tall human friend who wanted to enter a race for a piece of junk. *chuckles*

*Nozomi taps on her should*

Wave : Yeah, what do you want?

*DBZ SFX : Strong Punch*

Wave : AHHH!!!

*THUD*

Wave : HEY! WHY'D YOU DO THAT!

Mysterious Racer/Nozomi : You'd better best to take that back about what you said about my friend's racing days. This is about sportsmanship, a place full of losers like you should be put. You best watch your back or else you won't be talking smack about my friend's extreme gear. I best you could shake your own tail feathers.

Wave : Hmph! Fine! But if you're really clever about your friend, then he'll have to be here somewhere in this world of troubles, that I demanded to know. And yet, I'd never realize that you would bring a human to the race. I'll get you for this real good.

Amy : Oh, that girl! Who does she think she is, but nice job on making a comeback to her. That was really sweet of you.

Knuckles : Yeah, Sonic. Your friend's great with her social skills, but I didn't know that she could even threw a great punch, tho.

Mysterious Racer/Nozomi : Oh, stop it. I can roast them whatever I want to do even, if they get out of my way.

*Steam Whistling*

Tails : *grumbles angrily*

Mysterious Cloaked Girl (Sayaka) : Don't get ahead yourself, fox boy. Don't let her words rattle you, you know how we feel when stand up to a jerkass like her. I could make her eat dirt.

Tails : Thanks, I hardly, understand that. Thanks for advising me.

Mysterious Cloaked Girl (Sayaka) : Me too, foxy.

Omochao : Where are those idiots!? Tell Sonic and his friends to get their asses in position now! The race is about to begin and if I don't find them, the network president will fire me for sure!

Sonic : Oh man, it's Omochao! He needs us in the race. Hey, racer. Aren't you coming along with us?

Mysterious Racer/Nozomi : Sure, I'll come along with you.

Mysterious Cloak Girl (Sayaka) : Don't forget about me, Miyata-san--I mean, me another Mysterious Racer. Plus, I even have my own board.

*holds out her own Yellow Tail Board*

Tails : Hey, you have the same board as I do. That makes us quite the same.

Mysterious Racer 2 (Sayaka Miyata) : Same to you, Fox boy. Okay, everyone, let's get to racing!

Mysterious Racer/Nozomi : Right!

*the group runs off for the race*

*Meanwhile in Africa..."

~ BLOOD FALCON FORTRESS ~

Seto : Okay, Seto. This must be the fortress left by the former Contra when they are the enemy to stop the triumvirate. And now that heartless are running amok in this place. Time for a little extermination. Ready, Solva?

Solva : Ready!

[Fortress by Akira Yamaoka plays]

Seto : Alrighty...! *puts on some shades* Let's do this!

*the girls starts battling their way through*

Heartless : Damn! That reaper girl who is going through the old army base in africa, hope we borrowed stuff from Konami to bring out the leftovers of Contra.

Seto : Get out of the way!

Solva : Make way for the two of us!

*heartless on a biker appears*

Heartless Biker : You won't get passed us, girls! We'll ram you over!

Seto : Think again! *uses a fire technique at the biker*

*BOOM*

Seto : Oops! Did we broke their ride?

Solva : Let's keep pummel our way through!

Seto : There's plenty of more where that came from! Hope we're finding out why?

Heartless : Two against one can play at this game! Bring out Magnus! Magnus the Tank!

*Super Magnetic Tank Magnus MK IV appears risen*

Seto : So, you brought out your little toys that can really stop us? Ha! What a joke!

*Magnus firing missiles*

Seto : Darn! It's firing missiles!

Solva : Better stay frosty!

Seto : Hope I can get this sucker for good! Huuut!

*Magnus Tank leaps*

Seto : It leaped!

*Target beeping*

Solva : Watch out! That target market will strike at you!

Seto : I know! But no good enough as this!

*Destroys Magnus Tank+Explodes*

Seto : Now take down those structures, and burn them real good!

Solva : Good, I just hit the canisters to make them Toast!

*destroys the canisters that explodes+killing the heartless*

Solva : Yeah! Extra sizzling shadows!

Seto : Now then, Let's get in target range. But first I need to dispose from behind.

Solva : No probs.

*throws Knives at the heartless*

Solva : Nice shot!

Heartless : I don't know how these two made it this far at the base, but I'm just getting the point that they will know their place. I just set up a trap that will eventually work this time! Bring out the machine!

Seto : Hey, what now?

*The Factory Demolition Machine appears*

Solva : Seto...?

Seto : Yes, Solva...?

Solva : I think that's going to hurt us...alot! Let's stick together and destroy the machines. You take the lefft one...!

Seto : And I'll let you take the right! Get to destroying!

*the two starts battling the machine*

Heartless : *laughs evilly* You girls are no match for the pseudo ruler of the Underworld. He'll be in great use to be the Galaxy's newest ruler! I'm certainly doubting that he'll make a fine use of this universe once and for all when all the darkness shall be unleashed.

Solva : I wonder what that Dark Nebula fella meant of rulling the Galaxy as his own?

Seto : What we do know is...It's going to find a host, but if we don't save the galaxy right now, we'll be a heartless sandwich for Nebula.

Solva : But where on earth would he get a body to host?

Seto : It could be anyone, but I believe he's going to find his targets. Ansem and that Xemnas fella made a deal with Dark Nebula, but why does he needed to get out of that prison alive?

Solva : Someone's trying to put the ace up in their sleeves.

*the two destroy the last two sets of the machine*

Solva : Alright, now we have to do is to disarm the center of the machine.

Seto : I'll slam dunk it in there!

*Uses dark technique to the destroy the machine's center*

*the Machine explodes+and shuts off*

Seto : That's the last of it! Okay, let's get going!

Solva : Hai!

*the girls continued battle their way through*

*Helicopter flying*

Solva : Hey, look a transport! Maybe help is on the way.

Seto : ....I don't think that's no transport.

*The Helicopter destroys the bridge*

Seto & Solva : WAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!

[Mountains Area by Akira Yamaoka]

Seto : Hang tight! This is about to get extreme!

Solva : I got my snowboard too, you know! Just in case!

Heartless : ATTACK!!!

Seto : I'm taking them all out! One by one!

*shoots down the enemies with her attacks*

Seto : Cutting it close!

Solva : Not close enough, we got an enemy our tail!

Seto : Ah nuts!

*the Snow Worm from Shin Contra appears*

Seto : I won't be worm food! I'll roast them alive for ya!

*Seto destroys the snow worm's body with a fire bal*

Seto : Now open wide!

*Rifle Cocks*

*GUNSHOT*

*Snow Worms gets destroyed+dies in the body*

Seto : That's how I don't eat a can full of worms.

Solva : You said it!

*scene later changes*

Solva : Alright! I think we made it!

Seto : Agree!

??? : TARGET SIGHTED!

*Helicopter Flying*

Seto : Hey, that transport that nearly shot us is...

*The helicopter reveals to be Mr. Heli-Robo from Shin Contra*

Seto : Just as I expect, a transforming robot.

Solva : Aww, Too bad. It seems that it doesn't want us to leave.

Seto : It won't let us give up, I bet it's surprising that we might take him down we can proceed.

Solva : *notices something in the sky* Oh no! What's that in the Sky!?

Seto : Oh crummers!

Mr. Heli-Robo : *charges* PREAPRE FO--

*DBZ SFX : Loud Explosion+BOOMING*

Seto : No way! Is this what I think it is!?

Master Hand/Announcer : SETO & SOLVA...VS...SLAVE BEAST TAKA!

*Taka Roars*

Seto : This looks quite superstitious.

~ Level 05 : Entrusted Encounter ~

[http-tokki]

｡ₓcharacters: Levi ackerman x reader ｡ₓcontent: being sick with the flu/cold! fluff! canonverse! Levi x reader before they admit their feelings for each other. ｡ₓsummary: Levi knows something is up when he watches you pour a cup of tea rather than your usual black coffee. ｡ₓword count: 630 ｡ₓa/n: NOT PROOFREAD! So, I'm pretty sure I have covid which is fuuuun. My brother has it but I tested negative on a rapid test even tho I also have all the symptoms soo we'll see. This was so self-indulgent like everything I do on those blog lmao, anyway. hope you are all safe and well ♡♡

Levi knows something is up when he watches you pour a cup of tea rather than your usual black coffee. He’s sitting at his desk, his own mug of tea in his hands as he tracks your movements in the little kitchenette he has set up in his private quarters. You hadn’t shown any indication that you were swapping out your nightly beverage for something less intense, carrying out the same routine of grabbing your favourite mug, boiling the water, dumping a whole spoonful of sugar in but instead of reaching for the small brown bag of granulated coffee, you reach up and start rooting through the tea cabinet. Levi’s eyes narrow as you choose a mild earl grey, empty the leaves into the strainer, and make yourself some tea. Is something wrong? You were looking a bit run down earlier, maybe you weren’t sleeping well? Levi’s mind races as he cycles through possible reasons you weren’t having caffeine, so much so that he doesn’t notice you move until you are sitting in front of him, steaming mug on a make shift tissue coaster. With you so close, Levi clocks your red nose and cheeks, eyes watery and slipping closed as you lean on your face into your hand. Had you been crying or were you sick? He ponders the options while sipping tea.

“Are you okay?” Levi asks from behind his mug. “You’re drinking tea”

“I'm not feeling well” you answer. “I think I might have caught something from the kids.” a sniffle mid sentence. “There was a girl who was sneezing and coughing but didn’t want to miss out”

Levi’s nose crinkles at the idea of germs but he doesn’t pull back instead he reaches a hand out to feel your forehead. Hmm, you were pretty warm.

“Are you coughing?”

“Yes, but I’ll be fine. That’s why I made the tea, I thought it’d help”

Levi nods, pulling his hand away to wipe it on his pants discreetly. He doesn’t want you thinking he was disgusted by you, just the germs that could be lingering on your skin. “Stay here for the night, so I can monitor you and if you can’t go to work in the morning, I’ll know as soon as I wake up”

You shake your head, unable to accept the captain’s offer. You have your own room, why do you need to stay here?

“Levi, I’m fine. Honestly, I think it’s just a small cold. I’ll be okay on my own”

Levi isn’t having it. Standing from his chair he moves to you. Strong fingers gently pressed against your throat, feeling your swollen glands. “You’re sick and I want to take care of you, okay?”

Having Levi so close, touching you so intimately, all you could do was nod. “Why?”

“Because I want to. plus you take care of me all the time so it’s my turn” his explanation was so simple yet it filled you with warmth. “Alright, brat?”

bonus:

Levi tucks you in an hour after you finish your tea. Giving you privacy to wash in his bathroom, the hot water a welcomed relief on your aching muscles, before dressing in your night clothes Levi had gathered from your room. He makes you take his bed, fluffing the pillows and sheets, piling on all the blankets before leaving water and a handkerchief on the bedside table. (he even managed to sneak into the infirmary to get some cold medication that he forced down your throat) and only after you had fallen asleep, sniffling every so often does he slide into the cot he set up in the corner of the room but he doesn’t sleep. Every slight shift or cough had him awake, alert, and ready to go.

[strawberrykake]

Thigh Flirting w/ haikyuu pt.2

part 1

warnings: lotsa fluff for our Hyakuzawa bc i miss him, not proofread, rushed

Hyakuzawa, Oikawa, Aran, Sakusa

you and Hyakuzawa have been close friends since elementary school

Feelings never really surfaced until you reached high school, however, neither one of you had the guts to confess

maybe it’s about time you make a move?

the tall middle blocker was taking a drink from his bottle of water, in the middle your conversation

poor dude doesn’t know what’s ahead of him until you bend down to grab your own drink, using his leg as leverage

his eyes flicker to the warmth on his thigh and notices your hand, catching him off guard

that’s when he almost chokes on his water and he’s coughing like he’s going to drown

you quickly stand, worry filling your eyes

“Hyakkun!!” he places a hand up when you try to move closer to inspect him

“Ahem! I-I’m…fine…” he tries to clear his throat, face now blotchy with redness, probably from choking on the water, maybe…probably…

“Are you sure?” you ask, eyes wide with curiosity.

looks like I’ll do this confessing later, you think to yourself

his eyes reach deep into yours, getting lost in them.

“Hyakkun?” your voice brings him back to reality, blinking rapidly.

“Oh…um…” he clutches tightly on his bottle, looking down.

You nod, allowing him to continue. Your used to his mannerisms and you could tell that now he’s mustering up the courage to say something, eyes closed and breaths slowing down.

Does he need to go to the hospital? This little flirting hack didn’t really work as I tho—

“Let’s date,” he finally states. His eyes open to see your reaction, hoping for a positive response. “O-of course, if you’re not uncomfortable with it, but if y-you are uncomfortable, then—”

“Okay, where?” you ask, almost too casually that one could tell that you’re actually ecstatic. Your heart could burst out of your chest right now

Hyakuzawa smiles and you could see his shoulders relax from relief. “Oh! Just so you know—just so we are CLEAR. This isn’t like our usual ‘dates’. This is more of a—”

“romantice date,” you confirm, nodding. “Date between two people who like each other, romantically.” You fold your hands together to demonstrate the idea of romance.

He blushes, nodding. “Yes, because I…like you.”

Finally, finally!

Squealing from happiness, you jump into his arms, hugging him and he’s hugging you back, chuckling.

“About damn time…I like you, too.”

sitting down in front of Oikawa, you lean over a little to grab something you “dropped”

an arm extends to hold onto the setter’s leg

and before you could lift yourself back up, you feel his hand slide into yours, grabbing it tightly and…pulling it

“Oikawa, wha. . .” your voice falters as your body is pushed toward his, your faces inches from each other, and your hand still kept hostage by his side.

“Y/N-chan~” he starts cheerfully. “What do you think you’re doing?” His voice drops an octave. Your heart skips a beat.

No, this is your moment. He can’t be the one to fluster you all the time.

Oikawa, being the natural flirt he is, is always making you flustered with his playful remarks

so you play off a smirk, twisting your wrist to entwine your fingers with his.

“I dunno, but if you wanted to hold my hand, you coulda just asked.”

the setter is at a loss for words. You never really flirt back cuz he knows your weak points and he loves to see you crumble

but he’s gotta admit, this side of you is a sight to see

a blush on your cheek forms and he knows that this charade of yours can only last long

bc at the end of the day he’s the one who always has the last word

Oikawa returns the smirk

and he cups your cheek, rubbing his thumb across it

“Hmm, you’re right, sweetheart,”

it’s like his thumb is a paintbrush with how the color on your cheeks only deepen with his touch

“but it seemed like you wanted to hold hands. I was nice enough to save you the trouble of asking.”

you both kept eye contact, and you swore that for the first time in your life, you notice a blush forming on his cheeks

perhaps your methods were effective.

Aran, Inarizaki’s ace, the wing-spiker, and most importantly the guy you’re crushing on

you were sitting on a park bench next to him, taking a break from a walk

the others were supposed to come but they said they were ‘busy’ (they knew abt your crush and was trying to help you)

and yet!

you tried to give him many signs; he is still clueless

like the time you were placing your hand on his thigh which made the ace flinch

he looks and sees you bending down to adjust the flap of your shoes

“Oh, y/n,” he says, making you look up. “I can help you with that.”

you move your hand as he kneels to the ground next to you and…ties your shoelaces

they were untied?! you were too busy thinking about his reaction to your hand being on his thigh that you didn’t realize your shoelaces were a mess

“all good?” he asks once he was done. He looks up at you, an arm resting over his propped up knee, smiling.

he doesn’t understand that when he’s always nice to you like this, you’re always left flustered, brain unable to function

“Y-yes, Th-thank you,” you blush.

“Let me know if you get tired. I can give you a piggyback ride if you want,” he says, standing back up and bringing out a hand to help you up

Like, does this man know what he’s saying?!?!??

well, this idea is ruined. Onto the next.

an idea pops into your head as your leisurely hanging out with your dear friend Sakusa who also turns out being your crush

you “accidentally” drop the bag of chips on the floor, and bend down to grab it again

another hand sneaks onto the boy’s thigh as leverage

and you’re hoping it would elicit a reaction out of him

but instead he laughs.

“Pfft. You’re not actually eating that again, are you?” he asks in disbelief, judging you with his eyes.

Your face heats up, quickly removing your hand from embarrassment. “Of course not. It’s empty now.”

“You’re so clumsy these days.” If only he knew why…

He takes the empty bag from you, curling it into a ball shape and throwing it into the nearest trash bin successfully

You watch in awe not only because of his impressive shot but because of the fact that he took something from the ground with his bare hands, and it wasn’t his own trash

The Sakusa you knew would’ve made someone else throw away their own trash

but it’s you, so he doesn’t mind

“What?” he says when he catches you staring. “Want another bag?” he asks, reaching into his backpack for another snack.

“No, no. I’m…okay,” you lie.

He shrugs. “Suit yourself,” and opens his bag of umeboshi (pickled plums), happily eating them.

But you were unaware that the image of your hand on his thigh would flash in his mind throughout the rest of the day.

He found himself questioning why he’s suddenly remembering that moment and why it gives him a funny feeling in his stomach

[tired-biscuit]

So kiba decides to “accidentally” video tape him and his longtime gf getting steamy one night, and when she finds the video she’s livid but then she gets super turned on and they get it on again while watching the tape🥵 and knowing kibas careless ass the video would probably leak too😭😭

lol I’ve had this drabble idea for a minute idk if it’s too much or not!

oh love, it definitely ain't too much!! thoughts are all under the cut; they're pure chaos tho <3

18+ mdni, fem!reader

i feel like he'd ask if he could record you doing the dirty like as a joke at first (cos he ain't a bastard that would tape you without your consent), but when you'd tell him yes, that you've been together for so long that you suppose you'd be fine with it, he'd be like "wait... hmmmm" and would keep it in the back of his mind for so long you'd literally just forget about it.

however, he wouldn't forget. no way, it's something new and kinky, of course horny™️ kiba wouldn't.

so one day he'd just whip his phone out and would place it as conveniently as he's able across the room. watching the video later, you'd literally be able to see his lil' face focusing so hard; brow furrowed and the bridge of his nose all crinkled up while those fat fingers of his keep hitting the camera as he keeps readjusting it dskfjdklfjdkslfj HE'S SUCH A CLUMSY DORK AHAHAHA

he'd drag you into the bedroom, all eager like a little puppy. fondle you all nicely, kissing you way more than he usually does; taking his time with you all slow and steady which is so not the norm for him. he'd undress you so fucking slow, would run his hands all over your body - warming up your skin with every touch. you'd start asking him what's up and he'd just shush you instead.

he'd literally slam the living fuck out of you in that same steady pace. like, he'd make you pull all these adorably flustered faces while pounding into you from behind, making sure you'd be facing the damn phone even though you'd have no clue about it. he'd drag the sluttiest of moans out of your throat; would put in all the effort he's able. almost like he's making a show out of it, hmm?

also, yeah. he'd definitely jerk it to the vid so many times. just imagining him stroking his dick to a vid of us makes me all sdjkfhdsjlkfklds.... ffs, he'd be so in love.

you'd find it on his phone right in the middle of his gallery, unlocked and everything (careless bastard, of course) whilst searching for an actually decent pic (by decent i mean that it isn't completely blurry for once, yay) that he took of you a few weeks back and that you wanted to post on instagram. instead, you find your fine ass getting slammed by your oh, so lovely bf in 4K.

literally, he's obliterating your pussy. just watching yourself being so thoroughly ravaged by a beast like him is enough to make you hot all over.

and when you confront him about it after he's done with his shower, a frying pan in your hand because you're so fucking ready to kill him, he just gives you the stupidest look, like, "what...? i asked if you'd be cool with it a while back, didn't i?"

you're pointing the pan at him, ready to swing and losing your shit, "IDIOT, YOU HAVE TO ASK WHEN YOU PLAN TO RECORD, I DIDN'T THINK YOU WERE ACTUALLY BEING SERIOUS!"

he's a moron, he really is. you argue for a bit but with the passing minutes and the evident confusion that just won't leave his face, you realize that he actually meant no harm with it. his innocent stupidity becomes funny as you sort it out. he apologizes, of course and you watch the video while trying not to hide your face into his t-shirt from sheer and utter embarrassment, even though he's more than happy to show you his favourite parts.

"look, i made you cum so fuckin' good here! i love the noises you make when you cum, baby..." - he knows the damn vid by heart, bless him.

and he really does love the noises. as you sit on his lap, wrapped in his embrace and with your eyes glued to the screen of his phone, you feel him growing hard underneath you. steady and profound. he's just that attracted to you and he really does love you so much. it's almost cute in a way.

but you're still so pissed at him.

so, you pour your frustrations out by sucking the literal soul out of his body. you let him record it all; this time with full knowledge of what you're getting yourself into.

and when you push him onto the bed, making that fat cock of his all snug between your tight walls, you make sure to flip the camera and turn him into the star of the show for a little while, too.

all vain and arrogant, kiba is more than happy to oblige by smiling the prettiest, most dazed grin that grows so fucking big as soon as you start to bounce.

ALSO PLS LMFAOOOOOOO, HE'D DEF LEAK IT COMPLETELY BY ACCIDENT; WOULD SEND IT TO THE GROUPCHAT INSTEAD OF A MEME JDSHFJKDSHFJK

YOU'D JUST HEAR A LITTLE "oh, fuck" AND WOULD START GETTING READY TO BEAT HIS ASS WITH THAT FUCKIN PAN, BYE

[babyboibucky]

The Match - Part 5

Pairing: CEO!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You find yourself in the middle of a predicament.

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: SMUT as always, sort of public sex??? Unprotected sexy times, emotional damage lmao

A/N: Buckle up, babies!!! You’re in for a rollercoaster ride for this chapter ajckjasncjak I apologize in advance and please don’t hate me

AND BTW if you guys haven’t seen, I found the perfect playlist for this series lmao I saw the title and I was like HOLD UP this is perfect https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3Eg5ZH6wMq4iocF5fWSesb?si=aff157a6198a4446

The Match Masterlist || MAIN MASTERLIST

Still awake, baby?

Fuck.

You screamed into your pillow upon reading Bucky’s text. It was quarter to midnight and you couldn’t sleep, especially not after Bucky told you that he wanted to make the relationship official.

It’d only been three months and you felt like he was moving too fast. And when he promised that he would find a way to snatch your heart the old-fashioned way? You wanted to explode because obviously, he already did.

But you weren’t going to say that to someone who already had a huge ego (and cock, too).

You composed yourself and typed in your reply, throwing your phone to your side after sending it.

Yeah. Why are you still up tho?

Not even a minute later and your phone began to ring. You sat up on your bed and squeezed your pillow, hating how Bucky had such an effect on you. Jesus, what are you, a high school student?!

You stared at his name on your screen before swiping and accepting the call.

“What’s up?” You answered as calmly as you could.

Bucky’s low chuckle sounded so fucking sexy that you had to bite your lower lip to prevent a moan from escaping.

“Still working. Can’t concentrate though, I keep remembering how you looked like with my cock in your mouth.”

You exhaled through your nose, “Jesus, you’re insatiable.” You said.

“Only for you, baby. You know that.” He said and your heart did a little somersault inside your chest.

“Don’t stay up too late, you have an early meeting tomorrow, right?” You asked, trying to change the topic because if you didn’t, you were sure how things would go.

Bucky let out another chuckle, “Yeah, yeah. I’ll just finish signing some papers and then I’m off to bed.”

You hummed and laid back down on the bed. It was completely silent but it wasn’t awkward. You heard the shuffling of paper on Bucky’s end, followed by the squeaking of a chair.

“You still there?” Bucky asked.

“Mhmm, you done?” You asked back.

“A few more papers left, baby. Can you wait ‘til I finish?”

There was something about talking to Bucky on the phone like this, so casual and so...mundane. It felt natural and comfortable, to think that this was the first phone conversation you had with him. He only sent you texts previously so this was new, but you had to admit, you loved it.

Bucky heard you yawning and let out a soft laugh. He sounded sleepy too when he spoke, “Almost done.” He reassured.

“Let’s have dinner tomorrow.” He added.

“Yeah, okay. As long as it’s not in the same restaurant we went to after my promotion.” You groaned at the memory.

Bucky snorted, “We’re banned there, babe. Even if I wanted to go back there, they wouldn’t allow it.” He said.

“No shit, Sherlock. We got caught in their bathroom, of course they’ll ban us.” You huffed out.

“I was looking forward to dessert, you know.” You pouted.

“I got my dessert though.” You could hear Bucky’s smug smirk through the phone.

“Are you done?” Bucky whispered into your ear as he placed an arm on the back of the booth.

You shivered at his voice and nodded, grabbing your champagne and drinking it in one go.

“I promised you something, didn’t I? That I’ll give you something right before dessert? Meet me in the bathroom in five. Again, don’t be late.”

And with that, Bucky slid out of the booth and adjusted his suit before leaving for the bathroom. You clutched your heart and waved at the waiter who passed by, requesting for a refill and downing it before following Bucky.

You adjusted the black dress that Bucky bought you, you were surprised at how perfect the fit was. The lovely dress though, made you uncomfortable because of its length and the fact that Bucky still had your panties with him was making you feel even more conscious.

You were immediately pulled into the men’s bathroom as soon as you got there. Bucky tugged you into one of the cubicles and wasted no time to bend you over, lifting your skirt up to squeeze your ass.

“I knew I picked the right dress, you look good enough to eat.” Bucky grunted as he unbuckled his belt.

You moaned and pressed your palms against the door, pushing out your ass towards Bucky until you felt him line his tip up to your entrance. In one swift move, Bucky bottomed out and didn’t give you enough time to adjust.

It was fast and violent, the way Bucky fucked you inside that stall. Both of you were too caught up in the pleasure to even hear the commotion happening outside.

“Not gonna last long, Bucky...” you whimpered, feeling your legs tremble.

You’d been on edge the entire time, having been denied your orgasm earlier. And Bucky kept on squeezing your thigh teasingly during dinner, palm always inching higher until it settled close to your bare mound.

Of course, you wouldn’t last long!

“I know, baby.” Bucky said, sucking the skin on your exposed shoulder as he continued to fuck you from behind.

Once done with the sex escapade, the both of you were welcomed by the restaurant’s manager with a disapproving (and scarred) look on his face.

You blushed at the memory, “Let’s not do that again, please?” You said.

Bucky laughed, “Fine, fine. But dinner tomorrow, okay?”

You yawned at the same time you hummed, “Just dinner.”

“Wholesome dinner.” He confirmed. “Alright, I’m done with work. Sleep now, baby.” He cooed and you nodded even though Bucky couldn’t see you.

You heard footsteps and then the sound of the door closing shut.

“Good night, baby.”

“Hmm, good night, Bucky.”

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To say you were giddy the next day was an understatement. You were on cloud nine after having a phone conversation with Bucky last night. You even greeted Janet the snitch a very good morning when you shared the elevator with her.

You entered your floor and offered everyone a smile, but you also noticed that they seemed to be preoccupied talking to each other.

“What’s up?” You asked Martha and the other girls who were huddled together.

“Haven’t you heard?” She asked. “Sophia shared an elevator ride with Mister Barnes earlier. He called a flower shop, asked for their most expensive bouquet and then went on to make dinner reservations at an elite restaurant!”

You paled at the discovery and cleared your throat, “And that’s a big deal because?”

Martha snickered, “Girl, we’re talking about James Barnes here, a rich and eligible bachelor. It is a big deal. And ugh, I wonder who the lucky lady is! What I’d do to be her.” Martha dreamily said.

“Do you think it’s an employee here? Fuck, I’d be so envious if that girl happens to be working here!” Sophia added.

“Is that even allowed? Sounds pretty scandalous to me.” Kate chimed in.

“Oh my god. Remember the pantry incident that Janet reported? What if that was Mister Barnes and his girl? Damn, that’s juicy. It’d be horrifying if they get caught.” Kate added.

Your head felt light-headed at all the information that was going on. Hearing their conversations felt like a bucket of iced water was being poured on you. It was like a moment of a major realization.

Shit, what has gotten into you, getting all tangled up in this mess? Damn you, Tinder!

Even if Bucky agreed to take things slow, you realized that it wouldn’t really help. If news got out that you were dating the CEO of your company, you’d still receive some backlash for it.

Maybe making it official wasn’t the right thing to do. At least, not yet.

“Ladies, gossip time is over.” You announced and tried to stay calm. “And speaking of Barnes, I need to submit a report.”

-

You nervously knocked on Bucky’s door, hoping that he was back from his early morning meeting. You could hear him talking inside and thought that maybe he was busy.

“Come in.” He called before you could even turn around.

Slowly, you opened the door and slipped inside his office. Bucky was on his chair, talking to someone over the phone. When he saw that it was you, he quickly put his phone on mute and smiled.

“Yes, baby? What do you need?” He asked softly.

Goddammit! Bucky was surely getting used to that pet name. Initially, he’d only call you that in the throes of pleasure. But somehow, Bucky began to use it so casually that it made you nervous. What if he slipped and called you that during a meeting, in front of everyone?

You hated how Bucky was becoming soft and gentle around you, well, except maybe when he was in a certain mood. It was confusing the hell out of you. But you also enjoyed being the only one to witness his soft side.

Was his offer to make things official because he truly liked you or was the fucking that good to make him want to commit all of a sudden?

“I uhh, I think I’ll just come back later if you’re busy.” You stammered.

Bucky held up a finger and then unmuted his phone, “Hey, something important came up. I’ll call you again later.” He said and quickly ended the call before turning to you.

“You know I’m never too busy for you.” He said, his eyes the softest you’d ever seen.

There goes your heart.

“I think...” you trailed, not sure how you were going to say it.

Bucky raised his eyebrows at you, urging for you to continue. You heaved out a deep sigh. Your hands balled into fists at your side as you walked closer to his desk.

“Can we raincheck on the dinner tonight?” You asked.

Bucky frowned, “Why?”

You shrugged, “No reason.”

“Lie to me one more time and I’ll have you on my lap for some spanking.”

How the hell does Bucky do that? Become all sweet and soft and then rough and dominating all of a sudden?!

You squeezed your thighs together because the image of Bucky’s hand landing on your ass was doing things to you. You willed yourself not to give in, you came here for a reason.

“There are rumors about you. Someone heard you making dinner reservations and now everyone’s talking about it. I just...” you paused to check Bucky’s reaction but as usual, you couldn’t read his face.

“Maybe making this official isn’t...the right thing to do.”

Bucky pushed himself up from the chair slowly and stalked towards you. Was he mad? Fuck, you hoped he wasn’t. When he reached you, his hand came up to brush your cheek with his knuckles.

“What do you want then?” He asked.

Shit, you never actually thought about it. What do you want? Keep things casual between you and Bucky? Completely stop whatever it was that was going on between the two of you?

“I don’t know.” You shrugged.

“I like you.” Bucky stated and stepped back. “You’re intelligent and you don’t take shit from anyone, myself included. When you said you wanted to take things slow, I agreed to it. Hence, the flowers and dinner. Now that I’m giving it to you, you still don’t want it.”

Bucky’s livid. He was composed but the way his jaw tensed as he spoke was enough proof that he was mad, really mad. It’s his calm demeanor despite being angry that somehow scared you. The calm before the storm. What the storm was going to be? You didn’t know and honestly, you weren’t sure whether it was something that you even want to find out.

Maybe you were being confusing or indecisive but only because things happened too quickly for you to even properly process it. To think that you addressed your concerns last night, you actually that Bucky understood where your feelings were stemming from. However, it seemed to have gone over his head.

“Bucky, I don’t think you’re getting my point here.” You explained, tucking your hair behind your ear.

“If you heard what your employees have been saying about you and your...girl, you’d understand.” You said and placed your hands on your hips.

Bucky made a face, “Then make me understand. What did you hear?” he asked.

“We already talked about this last night! They’d think that the promotion was given to me because we fucked! That’s going to taint my image for the rest of my life.” You huffed out.

Bucky rubbed his face with his hand as he paced back and forth, “They’re idiots if they think of that. What do you want me to do? Give a detailed presentation why I decided to promote you? Go through your evaluation one by one? He sarcastically said.

“Oh my god, Bucky. You really don’t get it, do you?” You let out a humorless laugh.

He shrugged, “You’re confusing the hell out of me. Just tell me what the hell you want to happen.”

“Maybe I just want keep things professional.” You blurted out in the spur of the moment.

You didn’t mean it. You so didn’t mean it. Fuck. You word vomitted and now you were going to regret it.

Something in Bucky ticked, you saw it. He approached you until he was towering over your frame. It was intimidating to say the least, the way Bucky stared down at you with a blank expression on his face.

“What if I don’t want to?” Bucky asked, his eyes looking down at your lips for a quick second before moving back up to your eyes.

“I wasn’t asking for your permission.” you retorted and you’re not sure why.

Bucky exhaled through his nose and this time, you could read his face. He was fuming.

“I told you, you’re mine.” He said through gritted teeth.

The tension in the air was thick. The close proximity was making you dizzy, Bucky was so close that his scent was invading your senses. His jaw was clenched tightly as he looked down at you with piercing eyes and you were so tempted to just grab his face and kiss him and tell him that you liked him too.

But of course, your pride just had to be in the way.

“You don’t own me, Bucky. I am my own person.”

Another word vomit. You were Bucky’s the moment he laid his hands on you and you liked it.

Bucky inhaled and shrugged, loosening up before taking a step back. “So you want to keep it professional, huh?”

No.

“Yes.”

Bucky nodded, “You’re lying. I know you are. But okay then, professional it is. Let’s see how long you can keep lying to yourself.”

You watched Bucky walk back to his desk, sitting down on his chair with his arms crossed over his wide chest. His face was void of any emotion all of a sudden, he didn’t even look angry anymore and you hated how you couldn’t seem to figure him out.

“Anything else you’d like to discuss?” he asked, the professional tone of his voice sending chills down your spine, but not in a good way.

You slightly nodded, placing a folder on top of his desk before backing away. “It’s this month’s report.”

“Okay. You’re dismissed.” He casually said, grabbing the folder and skimming through your report as if you weren’t standing right in front of him.

You felt a pang of pain hit you right in the heart when he looked up at you questioningly, as if he was wondering why the fuck you still haven’t left his office. At that moment, you wanted to take back all the things you said and just give in to your damn feelings.

But would you really let your career nosedive just to be with Bucky? You weren’t sure if you were ready for that.

You straightened up and maintained a calm demeanor, “That’s all. Thanks, Bucky.”

“That’s Mister Barnes for you.”

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[mypimpademia]

You know the episode of Spongebob when the Flying Dutchman said to Mr. Krabs: “If you had to choose between Spongebob and all the money I have in my pocket, which do you choose?” And Mr. Krabs was like: “That depends, how much money we talking?” I got this cute idea for when Class 1-A or 3-A are doing truth or dare and Mina/Nejire asks Y/N: “If you had to choose between all the boys in this room, which boy would you pick?”

Y/N: That depends, which boy are we talking about?

Mina: (Their crush’s name)

Y/N: I’ll take the boy! 🥺

I’d love head cannons of Shinsou, Sero, Tamaki, and Shoji (if you don’t write for him, you can do Bakugo) reacting to their crush just picking them with no hesitation and she’s just cuddling them or at least happy to be near them.

Shinso x f!reader, Sero x f!reader, Tamaki x f!reader, Bakugo x f!reader

TW: Swearing

Note: I love this concept, it's literally sooo cute. Sorry for just getting to it tho, this has been in my inbox since forever. Hope you enjoy tho💖 you're in the Bakusquad on sero and bakugos parts btw. I assumed fem reader bc you said she in the ask but if that's not what you wanted I can change it!

Taglist: @myhoodacademia @katsuflossy @minruko @ecao @nnnoya @hawklmaoo @wolfkid22 @mythiccheroacademia @myfandemons @lilsparkyswife @mindofess @kqtsukisgf @yuujisbby @angiebug101 @mads-fairy @solar3lunar @miashimaa @asaincy @silkylious @blackweebtrash @mitsumya

SHINSO.

"Well it depends on how much money and which boy... so which guy specifically?"

"Hmm... Shinso!"

Hitoshi had already been listening in before, but not paying too much mind to it

But now that his name was in the mix? He was all ears.

"I'll take Shinso!"

You said it with little to know hesitation, and it sent him into a different kind of frenzy he couldn't even describe

He's never gotten butterflies so bad until now

His face was every shade of red at once, and his eyes were widened as he looked at you

Usually Hitoshi would act as if he didn't care, but he hadn't even realized he was looking at you until you flashed a smile at him

He gulped down the lump in his throat and turned away from you

Of course... Hitoshi is usually smooth and chill so you were very confused

"You okay 'Toshi?"

You had your arms around his neck and your chest pressed to his back, and it definitely made it harder for him to calm down😭

He always had a crush on you

Just a "small" one a big one

It was always something he brushed off because 1. He didn't think you'd like him back and 2. He convinced himself he didn't come here for any kind of relationship

But, that crush kept growing and growing, and it's something that irritatingly loomed over him constantly, and my his heart flutter when you were around

But know??? Hitoshi might've fallen in love with you

He told you he was fine, despite being red enough to put Kirishima's hair to complete shame

You ended up staying next to him on the couch till it was time to go to bed, and the whole time he was just praying you couldn't hear him subtly trying to take deep breaths

SERO.

He was actually participating in the game of truth or dare Mina started

It was the Bakusquad game night anyways, and he didn't wanna be a party pooper since Bakugo had already fallen asleep

Not relevant, but Denki did draw on his face as a dare

When Mina asked you the question, his interest was definitely peaked

"Depends on which one of the boys we're talking about, if it's Bakugo I'd take the money."

Everyone stifled a laugh to keep Bakugo from waking up

"Umm... Sero! Between the money and Sero."

He was surprised to hear his name, but he was even more surprised when you gave your answer with no hesitation

"Well obviously I'd take Hanta!"

You basically flung yourself onto him as you said it

Hanta started blushing instantaneously, but did pull you closer after the initial shock

"I'd choose you too, amor."

Hantas face was dusted red for the rest of the night, and he acted like he brushed it off but it was definitely at the back of his head for a good ass minute

TAMAKI.

Amajiki was sitting out of the game you, Nejire, and Mirio were having

Sitting quietly as you all did your dares and said your truths

But once Nejire threw a question involving a guy in, his ears were more perked than usual

"Hmmm... well money is nice... but it depends on which guy too."

"Hmm Tamaki!"

Amajiki gulped just barely audibly, and instantly broke out into a cold sweat

He's liked you for awhile, but he wasn't hopeful in your feelings towards him

So of course, he expected you to choose the money

But he was pleasantly surprised by your answer

"I'd take Ama'!"

You looked at him and flashed a bright smile

Something in him malfunctioned and he let out some kind of conflicted noise before his face went cherry red all the way to the pointed tips of his ears

He covered his face with his hands and turned away from you, but it was hard to ignore you when you were right next to him

Nejire and Mirio laughed and teased him, while you rested a hand on his back to calm him down

He was flustered beyond comprehension for the rest of the night, especially with the wa you were always around him to see if he was okay (he was so red, you started to think that boy was sick)

But he absolutely did not mind you being around... his mind was just a little busted up from earlier

But eventually, you did fall asleep on his shoulder, and you'd think he malfunction all over again, but there was something so peaceful about seeing you all relaxed, especially relaxed enough to fall asleep around him

Amajiki basically melted right there, and even fell asleep awhile after

But you best believe he freaked out the next morning when it hit him that you fell asleep on each other!!

BAKUGO.

Katsuki was sitting frustrated on Minas bed as the rest of you sat on the floor and on bean bags

He wanted to be in bed by now, but it was Bakusquad game night

Normally, he would've gone to sleep anyways, and he did till you came busting in through his door, dragging him out of bed

And he really couldn't say no to you either

Hes liked you for a little while now, and you had this hold on him that he both hated and loved

Katsuki wasn't really invested in the conversation or game, but once guys came into the question he couldn't help but at least listen

"Alright Y/n, between all the money I've got on me right now and a boy, which would you choose?"

"A boy? Which boy?"

"Hmmm... Bakugo!"

He was surprised to hear his name, and it actually made him kind of nervous

His palms started sweating and he wiped them on his joggers to keep them from triggering and explosion

"I'd take Katsu!"

Katsuki really didn't know if it was the fact that you chose him or the nickname that hit him harder

Either way, there were no complaints

But you weren't allowed to know that, so when you latched onto him, he shrugged you off

"Get the hell off me dumbass"

But you just continued latching onto his arm

He scoffed at you as usual, but none of you missed that lil smile on his face

But you value your lives so you said nothing

[shoutogepi]

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𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 : switch!shouto, power play, bondage (cuffs), temperature play + food play, teasing, 69, begging, praise, baby/master dynamics, squirting, and a little aftercare <3

𝐛𝐢𝐨 : The only time you can tame your pro hero boyfriend is when he’s bound beneath you in pink, fluffy, quirk-cancelling cuffs.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 :  sooo u guys always are requesting sub sho, and i finally delivered hehe. this is my first time participating in a Sewer collab, ty to the mods who have been so sweet & welcoming to me even tho i’m shy and don’t talk too much 🤍 also i’m so sorry this is late, my bf decided to take me on a surprise vday trip!

𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 : i actually think white chocolate is the inferior chocolate but i wanted it to look like cummies bc that’s hot soo… yeah this is the only acceptable situation to eat such an abomination imo ☺️

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There was absolutely nothing wrong with the ravioli you ordered, nor the appetizer that preceded and the dessert that followed. If anything, each dish was divine in its own respect— as they should be, coming from perhaps the most exclusive, romantic restaurant in the city. Especially on an occasion like today. But the thing was, you didn’t harbor much of an appetite for such luxuries. Not when your boyfriend was casting heart eyes directly at you all night, not even batting an absurdly long eyelash at the longing gazes of the other restaurant-goers.

You were hungry, alright. Just… for something else.

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The leather of his loafers had been slowly rubbing against the exposed top of your foot throughout the meal, your heels not offering you much protection from his affectionate game of footsie. He had the nerve to reach across the linen tablecloth and lace your fingers with his, playing with them as he leaned in and allowed the flickering candlelight to wash his face with a romantic, warm glow. Ever the gentleman, he had offered you a spoonful of his risotto, and when you had returned the outstretched offering of your own meal, he locked eyes with you and allowed his tongue to wander out to caress the cutlery before he closed his lips around the silver, two-toned eyes glinting dangerously. You were sure your cheeks turned a temperature high enough to achieve the perfect sear of the wagyu on his plate.

It was criminal for him to be acting like this. To be giving you his undivided attention, to be looking at you as if you had hung the moon and all the stars. As if you were the moon and all the stars.

And for him to have shown up in such a devilishly handsome ensemble— a dark, charcoal suit with a crisp dress shirt, rolled up so that the lean muscle of his forearms was exposed to your ravenous eyes. The muted turquoise tie around his neck only made his left eye jump out at you, something he damn well knew you were defenseless against.

But it was that smirk that really got you going. That satisfied little curl to his perfect, pink lips. He knew what he was doing. He knew that he was going to be inside you in just a matter of time, however long it took for the pair of you to finish eating and get back to his apartment. And he thought he was going to ravish you as usual— and there was nothing wrong with that, really— you loved when he had his way with you. However, that wasn’t what was going to happen tonight. Tonight, he was yours, and he was going to be completely at your mercy.

So you let him have his fun at dinner. You let him fluster you and play with you, let him think he surely had the upper hand.

Because it would be that much more fun for you when he finally realized what he was in for…

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You sat on the edge of the cloth sectional, upright and on guard as you awaited Shouto to return from the bathroom. Half of you had expected to be pressed against the wall the second you entered the premises, smothered in a passionate kiss and his hands messing up your styled hair. Instead, he’d taken the time to pour you a drink and freshen up from dinner, promising to return in a moment before he disappeared down the hallway. Little did he know, he had given you the perfect opportunity to hide your surprise underneath one of the couch cushions— the fuzzy, pink pair of handcuffs completely concealed underneath one of the many pillows that littered the area.

The music from the sound bar across the room was low and pleasant, the melody soothing to your frayed nerves. Your fingers played with the tassels on the corner of the pillow behind you, busying yourself as you allowed another gulp of wine to coast down your throat. This would be your first time… taking charge, so to speak, in your relationship with Shouto.

The dynamic between you was equal back and forth in all other aspects except for your sexual relationship— although sometimes he managed to sneakily pay for more of your dates than you liked to admit. You were still getting your footing as a couple, still in that unbelievable, all-consuming honeymoon phase where the pair of you were so obsessed with each other that your heart felt like bursting whenever his lips pressed against yours. So, taking this step— leap, rather— was quite a bold move.

Shouto returned from down the hallway, a gentle smile turning the corner of his lips upright. You could smell the cologne that wafted off of him as he moved to sit beside you on the couch, his arm naturally reaching out to lay behind your shoulders, allowing his warmth to spread and seep into your side.

“Would you like to watch something, love?” he inquired. 

It was unfair of him to look that good while he was just asking you a simple question.

You fake-pondered the suggestion for a minute, entertaining him as the lust in his gaze only increased by the second. “Hmm… not really,” you replied honestly. “I kind of had something else in mind.”

He mirrored you as you tipped back the rest of your glass, setting the thin-stemmed crystal to the side. “Oh?”

His voice had dropped an octave, his eyelids drooping as you watched the salacious intent sharpen within his brilliant irises. It was almost too much, being the target of his desire— it made you forget for a moment that you were the one taking charge tonight. Only for a second, though.

“Yeah,” you whispered in the most wanton tone you could muster. You scooted closer to him, pressing up against his side fully, and placing your hand on his far shoulder. That took him by surprise, if the flicker of the emotion across his features was any indication. It was gone as soon as it came, but that was fine— you were just getting started, after all.

Shouto’s eyes met yours as your hand trailed up to cup his jaw, your heavy gazes locking just before your lips captured his. He was still for a moment, savoring the feel of your lips on his before he pulled you closer to him, his arm wrapping tight around the small of your back. It wasn’t long before the innocence of your initiation melted off, and his tongue greeted yours as you parted your lips for him. He tasted like the confection you had split for dessert, mixed with the tang from the wine you’d both just downed. His sweet tongue was a welcome flavor, brushing against yours as his hand moved to caress the back of your head. Time seemed to warp as you drowned each other in kisses, and you found yourself almost losing track of your plans once again. But you forced yourself to remain conscious of the situation— managing to take off his shirt and tie, revealing his sculpted torso to you.

Knowing that Shouto was just as consumed with the kiss as you were, you took the opportunity to sneak the handcuffs from underneath the cushion, balancing them on the top of the sofa skillfully. He sighed as you let your fingers slide through his silky locks, his breath hot on your slick mouth before his lips covered yours once again. Then, you trailed your nails down his forearms, grasp tightening around his wrists and pressing them up beside his head. You peeked at him through low-lidded eyes, reassured when you saw his eyes were shut and brow scrunched— seeming to enjoy your little power play, completely oblivious. A thrill struck through you as you swiftly transferred his wrists to the awaiting fluffy cuffs, the telltale click too fast for him to realize what was happening, for both his hands were secured in the device in under a second.

Shouto stiffened, his body jerking as he tried to move his hands to your sides. His eyes snapped open, looking to you in confusion before he glanced at his wrists, the pure shock blooming on his face, plain as day. You moved in to kiss the soft skin on his throat, taking the chance his surprise gave you as the wheels began to turn once again in his brain. Once he seemed to recuperate, his jaw hung open as he tried to find the right words— any words, really. But your lips on his neck only slowed him further, your hands slipping up to rub at his chest while you continued your ministrations. He tried to say your name in admonishment, but you crawled onto his lap at that exact moment, and it turned out sounding more like a moan instead.

“What… what is this, love?” He finally managed to ask, his voice deliciously low and gravely, rumbling against your front as you shamelessly pressed your body against his. He tipped his head back as you sucked at the skin beneath his jaw, holding in another moan while he inspected the cuffs further. “Where did you manage to get these?”

He was, of course, referring to the restraints around his wrists. He was right to question it— the cuffs around his wrists were the very same ones he saw on the daily, thanks to his profession. They were of professional grade— high caliber, quirk-canceling cuffs— identical to the pair that laid in the pack of his hero suit in his bedroom closet. He tried to activate his ice just a little, but wasn’t surprised to find his powers did not answer his request.

You stirred your hips around his lap, causing his attention to return to you instantly. His gaze grew more desirous as he inspected you, your insides fluttering with a quiet relief that he seemed into the whole charade. “I have my ways~” you replied vaguely. There was no way in hell you were going to bring up how you had to beg your friend Bakugou for months on end to get your hands on a pair of these babies. You could tell him that later, when your sexy-time was over. Instead, you kissed him again, brushing his corded neck with your thumbs on either side, cradling his face the way you knew he loved so dearly.

Shouto dropped it immediately, not wanting to push it when you were grinding on top of his lap, taking the reins and smothering him with your soft, sweet lips. “They’re pink,” he managed to observe, his breath getting choppy as you stole all of it away.

It was true, the cuffs boasted a fuzzy, pink material around the insides so that the restraints wouldn’t be so harsh against his pretty skin. The color looked simply divine on him, a perfect mix between the two shades of his hair. You had hot-glued the plush cloth to the cuffs the other day, and while it seemed like a ratchet method, it was the only way you could get the damn things to stick.

“They are pink,” you confirmed, brushing your lips against his ear, your teeth gently scraping on the outer shell. “You wanna know what else is pink?”

His hips bucked and his strong thigh pressed against your core through your clothes, pleasure shooting through you at the sudden stimulation. He answered without hesitation, “Yes. Yes, I do.”

You smiled at his honesty, confidence leaking into your veins from his agile reply. “Ask me nicely, and I’ll consider showing you.”

His eyes rolled back as you pressed down harder onto his lap, his slacks now forming a rather tight looking tent at the front, which you took full advantage of rubbing yourself against. “Please show me, Y/n. Show me what else is pink baby, please, I want to see…”

There was no way you weren’t going to oblige after that, so you smirked to yourself and got off his lap, moving to stand before him. Shouto scooted forward slightly, his legs spreading to showcase the length trapped between them as his eyes burned into yours. You took your time fiddling with the back of your dress, sliding the zipper down and then carefully slipping the garment off your shoulders and down your hips.

“Fuck.”

And there went the eloquence he was so renowned for.

Shouto’s tongue wandered across the bottom of his teeth as his eyes flicked up and down your body, taking in how the pink lingerie clung to every dip and curve on your body. The pure lust on his face made another wave of confidence surge through you, and you turned as you stepped out of the dress, making sure to shake your ass for him a little as you bent over.

“Get over here and take these off.”

You looked back at him, a mix of amused and aroused at his sudden change of inflection. He didn’t sound all that complacent now, his voice deep and demanding— the one that you were accustomed to whispering nasty things into your ear while he rearranged your guts.

“I don’t think so, baby.”

His brow rose the quickest you’d ever seen, the surprise evident on his face yet again. “Excuse me?” he balked.

You stood upright and turned to face him, unapologetic and unafraid as you stalked closer to his sitting form. Spreading your legs so that you were straddling him, you leaned into him, your face was right in front of his as you whispered, “I said, I don’t think so, baby.”

If he tried to stop the shiver that coursed through his body, it didn’t work. His eyes closed and he inhaled sharply as you rubbed yourself against his lap, your cunt dampening the lace that separated your core from his slacks. Your hands crawled down his torso, taking your time to knead the taut muscles that lined his front. When you reached the top of his slacks, you smirked and thumbed over the well-kept trail of red and white that disappeared underneath. You helped him maneuver so that he was rid of the luxurious clothing, leaving him only in a pair of boxer briefs that looked rather tight at the moment. His cock was visible through the dark material, a long and thick temptation to stray from your agenda.

“One sec,” you nearly giggled as you ran over to the kitchen, taking the bowl you had prepared when he was in the bedroom earlier from the microwave.

Shouto watched you from the couch, still trying to devise a plan to get out of his restraints and take his revenge on you. But that all slipped away the moment you returned and stooped to your knees in between his legs, and he could see what the contents of the bowl in your hands was, exactly. It looked like… milk?

As if you could read his mind, you drizzled some of the melted liquid off the spoon and onto your finger, offering him a taste. Like he had done in the restaurant, he made sure to keep your gaze as his tongue curled around your finger, lips closing and sucking the food in question off. His eyes lit up at the distinct sweetness, his mouth following your digit slightly as you pulled it back.

White chocolate.

You laughed to yourself, happy that he seemed interested— his cock jerking against his thigh when you took a spoonful and began to drizzle it over his chest. It was hot, the chocolate molten so that you had to trace over the lines you made swiftly with your tongue, ensuring it didn’t harden and stick to his skin.

Shouto started moaning as you licked up and down his body, watching as your pink muscle trailed around his body, all the while avoiding the one area he really wanted you to pay attention to. A dark spot had started to form at the tip of his cock, and he was painfully hard.

You suckled at one of his nipples, a spot which you knew he was especially sensitive to. He groaned as his head fell back against the cushions, rutting up against you with measured precision. It was hot having him under your complete control, having him squirm and moan beneath you, desperate for your touch. You were sure your panties were drenched by now, there was no way you weren’t with the way he was looking up at you.

Finally you moved your attention to his thighs, his ass moving off the couch instantly as your fingers curled into his underwear, dragging them down his legs and depositing them onto the floor. You couldn’t help but lick your lips at the sight of his erect cock, looking full and beckoning. The fucsia tip was engorged and shining with precum, evidence of his arousal that glistened in the low lighting and left a thin path down the length of him. The cool air of the room must have felt intense for him, for his length reached forward on its own, begging for your touch.

Shouto said your name lowly, gravel in his voice as he watched you eye his cock. He damn well knew that you were thinking about how good it would feel to just slip your panties to the side and press him inside of you, how amazing it would be to have him stretching your cunt with his cock. He was sure that he would slip right in, too— he didn’t have any doubt that you were wet from teasing him like this.

You kept his gaze as you spooned around the outline of his flushed member, from one thigh to the other, along the bottom of his abs and over his prominent V. The fire in his eyes only ignited further as he watched your tongue move across his skin, the white liquid pooling against the muscle and gathering in your mouth. His cock strained as it tried to reach for you, wanting for you to milk its own white liquid from it instead of the melted chocolate. Then, you were climbing onto his lap again, offering the melted candy to him while you gripped his shoulders.

His tongue met yours with enthusiasm, sweeping off the chocolate and collecting it into his mouth. You moaned as he eagerly took the liquid from you, taking his time afterwards so that his tongue mingled with yours, enrapturing you in another kiss. Once again his hips jerked up against you, his cock dragging across your clit through your lingerie. You tried to scowl at him, but it felt too good and you ended up letting out a soft mewl instead.

Shouto looked pleased as the noise slithered out of you, his arms straining to reach for you but the cuffs stopping him from doing so. He growled at the restraints, the short chain clinking as he fought against it futilely. “Y/n, please,” he huffed, irritated. “Just take these off and I’ll reward you.”

Shaking your head, you gyrated across his lap again, eliciting a groan from him. “What if I just take the reward for myself?” you purred, getting up and pushing him down to lay back onto the couch.

He was about to object when you slipped your panties down your thighs. Voice caught in his throat, he watched a strand of slick stretch between them and your cunt before he shut his mouth and leaned back, complacent. He seemed to understand what you wanted, keeping his arms still above his head as you slipped your legs between them, then planting your knees beside his neck. He clicked his tongue at your demand, but he didn’t wait long before he split your folds with it instead.

You could feel him smirk against your cunt when you moaned, the direct stimulation strong enough to make your toes curl already. The position allowed him to cup your ass with his hands, fingers digging into your plush flesh as he moved the skilled muscle to trace along your clit. He switched between kissing the bundle of nerves and sucking on it, savoring the way your legs began to shake on either side of his head.

All the while, you busied yourself with kissing down his chest, slowly getting closer and closer to his cock that was leaking onto his toned stomach. You didn’t bother with the chocolate any more, and you didn’t care to tease him either— you wrapped your hand around him and took the head into your mouth, moaning as your lips pulled tight around him.

“God— so good, baby” Shouto gasped, throbbing in your hand as his fingernails dented the skin on your ass. He moaned into your pussy, pushing his tongue inside your entrance and moving it feverishly against your velvet walls. His hips drove up and you gagged around his cock, which only made him pull your body tighter against his face, working harder against your cunt. The pre helped him slide into your throat easier, your spit beginning to drip down his length as you struggled to pace yourself, head bobbing as best you could.

He continued to slurp at your entrance vigorously, even with the restraints making it hard for him to hold onto you. You could feel his smooth hair tickling the insides of your thighs as your hips swung back and forth over his mouth, your fingers cutting shallow grooves into his thighs as you slid his length along your tongue.

“Fuck, just like that,” you paused, saliva shining on your lips as you glanced down at Shouto, his tongue rubbing at your clit with steady licks. You took a moment to enjoy the view, his chiseled jaw protruding as he ravaged your sex, having abandoned any defiance he previously harbored. You luxuriated in another minute of his sensual efforts before you moved your hips back, carefully taking your legs out from between his arms and moving so that Shouto was sat upright, and you were hovering over his lap again.

A silvery sheen covered the bottom half of Shouto’s face, his eyes blazing into yours as he wiped his chin with the back of his cuffed hand, then licking his lips. Even if you were the one in charge here, he knew how to rile you up, and he certainly knew how to deliver as well. You just didn’t expect for him to try to fluster you.

“Did that feel good, Master?”

You sputtered at the sudden title, eyes wide and body still while you lingered above his lap, his hard cock grazing your slick thighs. Your mouth hung open as you tried to formulate words, the shock evident on your face. “I—”

Shouto seemed charmed by your lack of response, your brain still buffering as you tried to process what he had just called you. He raised his cuffs over his head, settling into the couch while he thought he had managed to snag the upper hand from you.

Like hell you were going to pass him the reins.

“That felt so good, baby,” you purred, enjoying the shock that suddenly appeared in his vibrant irises. You dragged your hand down his chest, fingertips bumping over one of his rose-colored nipples. “You’re such a good boy for me.”

His cock smacked against your thigh, your eyes glinting down at him as his body betrayed him in his fleeting attempt to hide his response to your praise. Suddenly the mischievous look in his gaze had dissipated, melting into longing instead. He seemed confused by the sudden change of emotion, but you didn’t give him long to contemplate it— you lightly drew your nails down his abdomen and grasped his cock, a startled noise sounding from his throat. Tracing the swollen head against your slit, you doused him with your arousal, teasing the pair of you as you dipped the tip just barely inside before rearing back. You half expected him to thrust up and sheathe himself inside of you, but he only laid there beneath you, watching your core glide against his length in assent. His legs twitched with the urge to feel your silky cunt around him, but he remained still, athletic thighs strained while his hips wiggled just barely. His eyes widened as you turned around, presenting your bare ass to his gaze and allowing your cunt to part, dragging it along the vein on the underside of his erection.

“Aha—” he sucked a breath in through his grating teeth, brow furrowed and gaze focused on where your bodies connected on his lap. “Please Y/n…”

You looked over your shoulder at him, catching how his pupils were dark and full of lust. There was nothing you wanted more than to stuff him inside you already, but you had to hear him utter it one more time before you allowed the both of you to sink into pleasure. “Please, what, Shouto?”

His gaze lifted from his lap to meet your eyes, full of desire. He whispered, this time much more shameful than the last, “Please sit on my cock… Master.”

You smirked, straightening your hips over his, arching your back, and sinking down onto his awaiting length. Impaling yourself with his cock always hurt at first, the girth of him stretching your sopping core like nothing else— no one else— could. It was impossible to stop yourself from crying out, agreement coming from Shouto in prefect harmony. The cuffs clinked as his hands flew down to grab your waist, awkwardly placing them on your lower back as he couldn’t grab you as he desired, thanks to the pink, fuzzy restraints.

“Good boy~” you moaned, ass jerking back to swing your hips down onto the tops of his solid thighs. There was a ridiculous amount of pleasure that coursed through you with each rut of your hips against his, beginning to find a rhythm as the lewd smacks interrupted the soft music humming from the other side of the room. His cock jumped in response to your praise, stretching to press into a spot nestled deep inside your gummy walls.

Shouto watched you shiver through hooded eyes, feeling your cunt clench down onto him as your hips pushed down to get his cock to press harder inside of you. “Fuck, that feels so good,” he groaned, head tossing back over the back of the sofa, a long moan following.

“Oh God,” you whimpered, knees pushing into the cushions so you could find an arch that allowed the very tip of him to relocate the same angle, again and again. Your slick started to drip down your thighs and onto the tops of his, his cock sliding in and out of you with ease. You felt like your stomach was on fire with how turned on you were— having him at your complete mercy made your cunt tighten around him, lust clouding your head.

One of your hands moved behind you and planted on his abs to help leverage your weight as you bounced on his lap, the other hand sneaking between your legs to toy with your neglected clit. Shouto whined when your fingers touched the sensitive nub, your pussy squeezing his cock even tighter at the stimulation. It felt amazing to rub yourself with his cock plunging deep inside of you, your slick bountiful enough to spread across your clit and aid your efforts.

You kept up the pace, your thighs beginning to tremble as the pressure in your stomach continued to heighten. All the while, Shouto was moaning from beneath you, trying to hold his noises of content back, but failing each time. His large, rough hands trailed up and down your spine while you humped his lap, the metal of the cuffs a sharp contrast on your skin from the soft, pink cloth you fixed onto them.

“Slow down, love,” he choked out, the words heavy in his throat. There was no way he was going to last at the pace you were setting, not after you had handcuffed him, sucked him off, and started throwing your ass back onto his lap. You didn’t want to stop, but you knew that if you ignored his plea he was going to cum too soon. “Wait—” he whined when you got off his lap, standing up and turning around, letting him watch as you unhooked your bra.

You didn’t make him wait long, though. Your knees sank bank into the cushions on either side of him, but this time, your front was facing him. Shouto took in the sight of your naked chest gratefully, taking it upon himself to slip one of your nipples into his mouth. Guiding his wet cock back between your legs, you exhaled as you lowered yourself onto him again. Teeth grazed across your chest, your fingers winding through the short hairs at the back of his neck and carding through them. The new position allowed him to reach new depths when you fully sat on his lap, your toes curling at the edge of the cushion. You rolled your hips in slow and precise circles, grinding his length inside of you brazenly.

Leaning in so that your teeth could pinch at his bottom lip, you forced him to look up at you, savoring the fucked-out expression painted across his handsome features. “Fuck baby, your cock feels so good inside me,” you whispered, lips trailing across his cheek so that you could nip at his ear and test your newfound discovery another time. “You’re such a good boy, Shouto~”

Pure euphoria crashed through you as he bucked his hips up, slamming his cock balls-deep inside of you. You knew that you were supposed to be the dominant one right now, but it was impossible to keep the moan his action induced inside.

“Anything for you, Master,” he grunted, a sinful crackle in his tone as his tongue traced over your collar bone.  

It didn’t help that his voice was so damn deliciously low— he was already sexy enough on his own. But when he had you all to himself, he stepped it up another level that none could ever imagine existed— the side of him that was devoted to your pleasure, the side of him that was dedicated to pulling orgasm after orgasm from your body until you were left boneless and breathless.

Shouto began to bounce you on his lap slightly, meeting you each time your hips fell down so that he could push entirely inside of you every time. You didn’t want to let him take over just yet, but his hips never seemed to tire, even now when yours began to tremble with exertion. That familiar pressure was back and building again, faster than last time in between your hips. Shouto was well aware of your declining energy, his hands cupping your breasts and thumbing over the hard buds on each one, the cuffs digging into your middle with each thrust.

“Take the cuffs off, Y/n,” he murmured, fingers twisting at your nipples gently. Then he started to suck a hickey into your cleavage, his cool breath making goosebumps appear on your skin.

“No,” you gasped as you dropped particularly hard onto his cock, silky inner walls spreading especially deep as his length pressed inside of you. “I can’t— have to make you feel good —agh, fuck!”

He flashed you a short smile, huffing as you continued your efforts on his lap. “I feel good when you feel good,” he replied, pinching at you harder, relishing the sweet moan that tumbled from your open mouth. “Please, I’ll behave, promise.”

You didn’t need to hear anything else from him, leaning back and swiping the key from underneath the book on the coffee table— where you had stashed it when you hid the cuffs in the first place. As soon as the cuffs were off, Shouto tossed them to the other side of the room, the pink restraints clattering as they landed somewhere on the floor. His hand immediately gripped your waist, fingers spreading out across your lower back, and tilting you back slightly while he leaned forward, thrusting up into you with fervor. The other hand made a makeshift ponytail of your hair, pulling it so your throat was exposed with your head thrown back.

The sudden change in angle elicited a pathetic mewl from your chest, his cock hammering into your g-spot at such a pace that you were instantly brought to the brink of an orgasm. You clung onto his shoulders for dear life, his head buried in your neck while he sucked his mark into your skin, the wet, quick slaps of your fronts meeting repeatedly echoing through the apartment rhythmically.

“S’That feel good, Master?” His tongue trailed up your throat and he nibbled at your ear, just as you had done to him just minutes ago.

You could barely think, your cunt pulsing as you got closer and closer to cumming right around his cock, your fingernails digging into the thick muscles that lined his shoulders. “Y-Yes, fuck— so good— such a good boyyy~” you cried, tears gathering to dot along your lashline, your body overwhelmed with the ecstasy rushing through your entirety. “God, Shouto— I, I’m gonna—”

“Do it, love,” he ordered, hands dropping so that each cupped an ass cheek, spreading your legs even more so that each thrust was ensured to drive as deep inside of you as possible. He could feel your pussy clamping down on him, squeezing his cock hard enough that you must’ve been right on the edge, just needing that extra little push. “Please— ahh fuck, I— I want you to cum on my cock. Cum for me, Master.”

That was all it took for you to be creaming on his length, your body quivering in his hands as your cunt fluttered with bliss. It felt like the world was crumbling away and that Shouto and you were the only two people on the planet, like he was pouring oxygen into your veins just as you were about to run out of breath.

As you were still in the throes of your orgasm, Shouto maneuvered you so that your back was pressed up against the top of the coffee table in front of the couch, falling to his knees and throwing your shaking legs over his shoulders. The bowl of white chocolate and the magazines in the corner of the table fell down onto the hardwood floor, but neither of you were paying attention to the sound of the ruckus.

He began fucking you then, his hands clasping your thighs so that your body stayed close enough for him to slam his hips into yours without mercy. “Fuck Y/n, you’re so sexy, look at you, baby,” he hissed, taking a moment to examine your puffy cunt, spitting on it crudely before a thumb began to rub at your clit earnestly. “I’m your good boy, huh? See how good I fuck my Master?”

“Oh God— oh, fuck Shouto, yes! Don’t stop!” you exclaimed, and somehow, even though you were still cumming from before, another pressure started to build in your stomach, gathering faster than you could comprehend.

A heightened euphoria rushed through your nerves and tickled at the ends of your limbs, different from before. You whimpered when you realized what was happening, but by then it was too late to warn him— Shouto was pounding into you relentlessly, and his thumb steady on your clit only made your high arrive even faster. A strangled moan slipped out of you as clear liquid splashed across his abdomen, your body shivering and convulsing as it struggled to handle the pleasure he delivered to you. You had certainly orgasmed before, but this was as if the pleasure you had felt increased tenfold, leaving you truly wrecked and exhausted.

You were still squirting as you came to, and when you were finally able to look at him, you watched as he stroked his slick cock with ferocity. His eyes were focused on your soaked thighs before they closed and he groaned deeply, ribbons of white spurting past his hand and splattering across your breasts and stomach. His palm slapped onto the tabletop beside your waist while he hunched forward, out of breath as pleasure wracked through his fit body, the muscles that lined his torso heaving while his pink cock throbbed in his hand.

Your head fell back onto the table as you recuperated, shocked that he had just made you squirt all over him, and then he proceeded to cum at the sight, painting you white with his spend. Another minute passed and you were still trying to find your breath, coming down from your high, even though Shouto had already recovered from his.

A warm hand cupped the back of your neck, and you opened your eyes, realizing suddenly that you were secure in his arms, moving past the messy living room and down the hallway to his bedroom. His lips pressed against your forehead softly when he entered his room, your heart skipping a beat in your chest as you took in the dozens of lit candles that lined the walls and windows. It only continued when he turned into the ensuite, the bath filled with cloudy pink water, flower petals floating on the still surface and littering the surrounding tiles.

“Shouto— this is…” you tried to sit up in his arms, but he only held you tighter against his chest. There was a proud look that lingered in his eye, yet he only offered you a soft smile as you looked between him and your surroundings. No one had ever committed such a romantic act for you before, and you sure as hell hadn’t been expecting such a suave move from your boyfriend of a couple months.

So this is what he must’ve been doing when you had returned from dinner.

“There were bubbles, but someone distracted me and they must’ve popped while we were preoccupied,” he explained, fingers brushing a strand of hair to the side of your face.

“I— it’s perfect, baby,” you chirped as enthusiastically as you could, your body still drained from the exertion of two consecutive orgasms. “Thank you, I love it.”

He hummed as he shifted your weight to one arm, reaching out and activating his quirk to heat the water to the right temperature again. You sat in his arms, satiated and more content than ever as you surveyed his handsome face. Surely there would be hearts in your eyes, with how loved you felt in this moment.

Once he was satisfied with the warmth the water offered, he stepped into the tub, slowly submerging the two of you in the pleasant-scented bath. The warmth flooded into your tired bones, your body happy to be swaddled in his embrace as he held you close. You hummed as you rested your head against his chest, hand coming to rest beside your face.

“How’s the water? Just let me know and I’ll fix it to your liking… Master.”

You scoffed and slapped at his chest, the pink water splashing across his pale skin. He donned a genuine smile at the sound of your laughter, calloused fingers stroking down your spine. “Shut up,” you managed, cupping his neck and pressing a kiss to his throat to show your words held no real intent, “It’s perfect, I mean it. Thank you, Sho.”

Shouto’s smile remained, his eyes soft as his leg curled around one of yours beside the porcelain of the tub. “You deserve it,” he murmured, thumb swiping across your cheek to rid you of a water droplet that had splashed onto you from your attack. “Happy Valentine’s Day, my love.”

 ─── ・°* ﾟ✧:* • ｡ﾟ:*･☽･*: ｡ﾟ•*:✧ ﾟ*°・ ───

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Hi! I really enjoy reading your takes on the main 6.

Anyways could I request the main 6 with a MC that is a adrenaline junkie? Just loves to do anything that makes their adrenaline start pumping?

If you can't it's fine and thanks for making these hc!

it’s no problem! i’m glad you like my blog <3

(i hope this is what you imagined?? i’m writing this when i’m very tired so—)

M6 with an s/o who is an adrenaline junkie

Asra

slight adrenaline junkie themselves but it’s not that bad yk

now if ur a crazy adrenaline junkie then whew

they mostly just laugh and tell you to be careful

if it’s absolutely too dangerous he just kinda…holds you by the waist

it’s almost like when you tell a dog to stay-

if you manage to escape i give you a farewell and congratulations

faust is always on your side, i mean, we know she’s the one who convinced asra to jump off the docks ships with her 🥰

at the end of the day as long as ur having fun and safe they don’t really mind <3

10/10 ur support and slight adrenaline junkie buddy

Julian

oh my god mazelinka wants to hit you both

you’re both adrenaline junkies. and sometimes it worries people.

cough cough mazelinka cough cough

niether of you really cares though, you both get to do exciting and crazy stuff together so <3

and omg it’s the best feeling ever when you’re right in the middle of doing something crazy with him

he’s so- ugh, he’s one of the best people to do this with lmao

tl;dr no you don’t have any brain cells but you both love everyone ach other and do it anyway

hmm 8/10 bc hes bound to be more of an adrenaline junkie than u and drag you places after ur tired

Nadia

my dear don’t do that. we don’t need another vulgora in the palace

she’s like a mom with her toddler

if it isn’t anything that’ll hurt you or something she’s gotta do absolutely perfect, you can do it

just- don’t break anything-

“NADIA LOOK AT WHAT I DID HAHA” “Yes that’s very wonderful dear, anyways-“

she doesn’t mean to shrug ur clearly important duties off but she’s very busy

catch her at a less busy hour tho and she’s much less distracted

she does like a bit of adventure though, so if you manage to convince her, she’ll do something exciting with you 👀

tl;dr nadia is very busy but loves doing thrilling things with u

8/10 bc she’s busy but also very fun

Muriel

it’s- hes complicated

it’s like he just knows what is too dangerous and what’ll just make you feel alive man

inanna joins you everytime though, you could almost swear she enjoys it more than you do

you probably won’t ever convince him to do much, but i’m betting you tried to convince him once and he did it bc of u and inannas puppy eyes

muriel: 0 Mc: 1

don’t actually try to do something when he tells you it’s too dangerous bc he just- picks you up like a mom cat does

and then you really can’t do that thing you really wanted to

tl;dr big honker man doesn’t like adrenaline rushes at first but does it anyway for the person who loves the thrill (and ends up liking crazy things)

7/10 bc he was hesitant

Portia

you thought julian was bad? think again

the devoraks are so similar but so different

portia will absolutely do dangerous things and it’s gonna end up a mess if you both join in

no one can stop the combined 0.005 of a braincell you two share

pepi joins along sometimes <3

ur little adrenaline junkie family is so cute and scary

every date is a thrilling one with her 🥰

you will not regret being with her at all lolol

very thrilling 10/10

Lucio

so sorry ur gonna be alone on every adventure if you don’t count melchior

Mans is literally the biggest baby unless it’s a battlefield

he tried to come with you once and literally felt like jelly after

if you wanna spar or do something of that sort hes all for it though

sparring with him is always exciting- hes always trying new things and ur most likely not as experienced so-

you either get pinned or a sword to your throat LMAO

will scream like a little girl if you get him dragged into something other than sparring

just give him a kiss and hold him after and he’s good as new lol

very good at sparring but nothing else 4/10