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CHAPTER ONE - PUSH 2 START

synopsis: it’s a hot summer 2019 in louisiana. you’re visiting your friends who attend lsu when a certain someone approaches you at the bar.

pairing: joe burrow x black!fem!reader

genre(s): angst, fluff, smut

word count: 5.4k

content warnings: alcohol consumption, drunk sex, protected sex, unprotected sex, creampie, fingering (fem receiving), oral (fem receiving), multiple orgasms, corruption kink, possessiveness, reader is an ohio native

playlist - PUSH 2 START - tyla

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summer 2019

that summer you met each other was the hottest summer you’d ever experienced. you didn’t know what you expected when you agreed to come down to louisiana to visit your friends who attended lsu, but it wasn’t this. it was mucky and humid, your skin always sticky with sweat. and nighttime was just as oppressive. every night you tossed and turned unable to get comfortable because of the heat seeping in through a drafty window. so one night, you joined your friends on the streets of new orleans.

it was humid, your already revealing clothes clinging to your body. in one hand you held your friend’s hand as she guided you through the crowd and the other was holding a folding fan to try to quell your gradually overheating body. the club you’d ended up at was packed wall to wall. and although the air conditioner was running, it was no use.

“it’s hot like this all the time?” you asked one your friends.

“yes, but you get used to it,” she replied, waving over the bartender.

“i doubt that,” you said, still fanning yourself with the folding fan.

you were leaned against the bar when he first saw you. his eyes traced over the curves of your body in your outfit that did next to nothing to cover you up. he only saw your backside initially but when you turned around, he felt his heart flutter. you were beautiful. everything about you was beautiful, from your braided hair to your white toes. he couldn’t help but to stare. he watched as you downed two shots, lightly chuckling to himself at how your face screwed up in disgust at the taste of the liquid. ja’marr followed joe’s line of sight to look at you too.

“oh… she fine as hell,” ja’marr shouted to him over the loud music. “you just gone stare at her?” ja’marr asked.

“she’s so damn pretty,” joe told him.

“bro, you’re joe burrow! i promise she’s gonna wanna talk to you,” ja’marr encouraged him.

so he did, he walked up to you and you were even prettier up close, joe thought to himself.

“you’re so beautiful,” was the first thing that tumbled past his pink lips. he felt his face get hot with embarrassment, afraid that he might’ve scared you off.

you looked up at him, and when your eyes finally met, joe knew you were his. you were ready to tell him to leave you the fuck alone but the man in front of you was so handsome, your words got stuck in your throat. he was tall, taller than you, with the prettiest baby blue eyes you’d ever seen. you could’ve melted. he was joe. fucking. burrow. you were starstruck almost. no words came out because of how surreal this felt.

“oh shit, i’m joe by the way,” he introduced himself.

to that you swiftly replied, “i know who you are.”

you had the sweetest voice. it was soothing to him, even if you only had spoken a few words. joe studied your facial features while you tried to conjure up words. finally you choked out your name to introduce yourself to him.

“see? don’t be nervous, pretty girl. i just wanna talk,” he said, his eyes landing back on yours.

you didn’t know if it was still the heat, the alcohol, or the way you were looking at each other but your skin was hot. you felt sweat start to accumulate on your skin and any other time it would’ve pissed you off. right now however, all you were focused on was the sexy man in front of you. he was sweating a little too, his forehead covered with a thin sheen.

“can i buy you a drink?” joe asked you, pulling out his wallet before you could even blink.

“yes,” you agreed. joe felt his heart quicken when he heard your voice again.

you’d completely forgotten about your friends who you felt ripping you out of the trance you found yourself in. you came back down to earth for just a moment to talk to them.

“you okay?” they asked you in concern, making sure joe wasn’t bothering you.

“i’m fine,” you replied.

you turned your attention back to joe who was patiently waiting for you to tell him what you wanted.

“sorry,” you apologized.

“don’t be. they’re being good friends.”

for himself he ordered a beer even though he was already tipsy from the few he’d had already and for you two more tequila shots. you took them and joe watched as your face screwed up in disgust again. you looked so cute like that. alcohol was rushing through your system and whenever you were drunk, your pussy started to think for you. and right now? it was thinking about how badly you needed joe. faintly you could hear your brain trying to reason with the rest of your body but it was no use. with a new air of confidence from the alcohol, you closed the gap between you two. he smelled good, you noticed. like an expensive cologne. of course joe burrow would smell this good. he was thinking the same about you. you smelled sweet. like a flower.

“wanna dance?” you asked him.

“i’m not really a dancing typa guy,” he replied before taking a sip of his beer.

“that’s too bad. i guess i’ll just have to go shake my ass on someone else then,” you teased him. you pretended to walk away from him but he lightly grabbed your wrist before you could.

joe wasn’t joking when he’d told himself you were his now. the thought of your body pressed up against someone else’s made his jaw tick. you on the other hand were glad how well your plan worked. you prompted him to slide his hand into yours so you could drag him to the middle of the dance floor. he lifted your arm, gesturing for you to give him a three-sixty of your body.

“you like what you see?” you asked him. you pressed your chest to his again.

“you’re the sexiest girl in this room.”

you smiled at him before turning around so that your back was pressed against his chest now. you swayed your hips to the beat of the song that was playing. again he could smell your sweet smelling perfume. the way your body was rubbing against his made his head start to spin. joe was happy how dark it was because he knew if ja’marr and justin saw him like this he’d never hear the end of it.

joe leaned down to whisper in your ear, “can i touch you?”

you turned around, grabbed his hands and helped him run them over the curves of your body. he had to fight back the groan that settled in the back of his throat. you were so fucking soft. so pretty. so perfect. and you were all his now little did you know. you placed his hands on your ass that was barely covered by the skirt you decided to wear.

“i’m sorry i’m kinda sweaty,” you apologized, even though joe didn’t seem to mind.

“that’s the last thing on my mind right now, baby,” he said. he was feeling you without your help. he was gentle with you, not groping you or squeezing you.

“what’s on your mind then?” you asked, pretending to be oblivious to something you both knew was gonna happen the moment your eyes met one another’s.

“are your friends gonna be mad if you disappear for a few hours?” the blonde asked you.

“a few hours?!” you exclaimed. “my god are you trying to make me fall in love with you?” you joked with a giggle.

“that’s exactly what i’m trying to do,” joe replied. only he wasn’t joking. in fact he was deathly serious.

you smile at him before dragging him to where your friends were still hanging out at the bar. when they saw you dragging the blonde man behind you they knew what you were up to. they knew that their concerns would fall on deaf ears because of the way they saw you looking at joe the moment he approached you. but they tried anyway.

“girl i know that’s the quarterback and everything but when did you start fucking white boys?” one of them asked you.

“i’ll fuck anybody who looks good. that’s including you, you wanna join us?”

she waved off your ridiculousness before speaking again, “you need to use your fucking brain and not your pussy! you don’t know this boy!”

“baby girl…” you drunkenly giggled, placing your hands on her shoulders in a teasing way, “that’s why i’m gonna fuck him so that i can know him.”

joe chuckled from behind you and even she couldn’t hold back the snicker that came out of her mouth at your stupid ass statement. it made her cave and let you go with joe without any more of a fight. not before they all took his number down and threatened him though. you stumbled out of the club, dragging joe out onto the busy streets of new orleans.

“we gotta go back to your place because i’m visiting,” you told him.

that made joe’s heart sink in his chest when he realized he might never see you again.

“visiting? from where?” he asked, hoping it was somewhere close by so he could still see you every once in awhile.

“from ohio. so i guess we’re kinda twins,” you joked with a giggle.

“you’re from ohio?” joe asked you in surprise.

“yes,” you confirmed with a nod.

while you were bonding over your shared experiences of living in the buckeye state, the uber joe ordered to get you back to his apartment pulled up next to you. joe, being the gentleman he was, opened the door for you to get in the backseat. he climbed in after you. he looked cramped in the back seat given how tall he was. nevertheless, you scooted closer to him and glanced up at the uber driver to make sure he wasn’t looking. when you deemed it safe you began to nibble on the skin of joe’s neck. soon you were actively sucking a hickey onto the blond’s tanned skin. you took one of your hands and rubbed him over the crotch of his jeans.

“i’m gonna change your life,” you whispered to him.

he had no doubts that you were going to. in fact you already had in just the short time he’d known you. even if he never saw you again, there wouldn’t be a day his mind or heart didn’t find you in it. your hand was still rubbing over his dick through his pants. joe bit his lip to stop himself from moaning. joe looked at the driver again to make sure he wasn’t looking before he started to rub you over the fabric of your undies.

the uber came to a stop in front of his apartment building. you both thanked the driver before quickly leaving the car. you were all over him from as soon as it pulled off. and you stayed that way. kissing and touching him whenever you got the chance. the moment the door to joe’s apartment closed, he kissed you with a passion you’d never experienced. it made your head spin with so many emotions you thought you could pass out.

you guided him to the couch and pushed him down onto it. you climbed on his lap, straddling him. he grabbed your hips with a gentleness that you would handle something fragile. very slowly you began to rub yourself against him, your skirt riding up to your hips. he kissed you with that same passion he had earlier.

“does that make you feel good, baby girl?” he asked you

“yes,” you moaned out.

joe watched you on top of him, desperately rutting your hips forward because of how good it felt. joe lifted you up for a second to look at the wet spot your pussy left behind on his jeans. you whined at the sudden loss of contact.

“damn, girl. you want it that bad?” he asked

you nodded at him, thighs shaking in impatience. so joe pulled his pants down and helped you out of your skirt so you could hump against him without anything in the way. you eyed the outline of his dick through his briefs.

you drunkenly gasped, “you have a big dick.”

“what? you a virgin or something?” joe asked. he sat you back down on his lap, your pussy right on top of his hard dick.

“far from it actually. why, did you wanna deflower me?” you joked and were about to laugh but joe moved his hips and you gasped instead.

“fuck, that sounds so hot. just thinking about how i’m the first one to be inside you,” still grinding himself against you. “but it’s good that you’re not, mama. because once i fuck you, you’ll never wanna fuck anyone else.”

your pussy throbbed at just the mere thought of him inside of you. and even though you were desperate to get fucked, he still needed to earn it. you stopped moving on top of him and held his head in your hands. you kissed him only hoping yours exuded the same passion his kisses did. he held you closely against his body in a loving embrace that made you feel like the only girl in the world. you pulled away from the kiss to kiss him all over his face.

boldly, you asked: “do you eat pussy?”

“who doesn’t eat pussy?” he questioned.

“lots of people, unfortunately.”

“that’s so sad for them,” he replied. “does this mean i can eat you out?”

“i mean… you do gotta earn the privilege to put your dick in me and since you’re asking,” you joked with him. you gave him one last peck and then laid down on the couch.

joe hovered over your body, afraid to hurt you by being on top. it’s like you read his mind because you pulled him down to you by his shirt. you pressed your lips to his in something that can only be described as desperation. you made any doubts about hurting you leave his mind so that he wouldn’t hold back. first, he untied your halter top and removed it from your body. your breasts spilled out and joe swore he felt himself get even harder at the sight of them.

“you are too beautiful,” he praised you.

he kissed you from your neck all the way down to your breasts. he laid next to you on the big couch before he took one of your nipples in his mouth and began to suck on the dark brown bud. you let a stuttered moan out. he added even more pleasure when his hand found its way between your legs. he pushed your thighs apart so that he could rub your pussy over your panties. he could feel how wet you were beneath the fabric. you pushed your hips up into his hand, silently asking him for more. he let your nipple go with a pop, kissed his way back up to your neck, and whispered in your ear.

“does that feel good?” he asked.

“so fucking good,” you agreed.

tired of depriving himself of feeling your pussy, he pushed your underwear to the side and touched your very sensitive clit. you gasped when he started rubbing it. you were in absolute bliss. he started to nip at your neck, hoping he was marking you up. so everyone would know you were his.

“am i earning it?” he asked you. he pushed a finger inside of you, not being able to help the groan that escaped his throat at how perfectly you gripped around it, “your pussy is really fucking tight. you sure you’re not a virgin?” joe teased you and you playfully pushed his shoulder. he chuckled and very gently began to pump his finger in and out of you.

“don’t worry though,” he took his finger out to spread your lips open. “i’m gonna loosen you up. because if i don’t, it’s gonna fucking hurt. and i don’t wanna hurt you. i wanna make you feel good.”

he didn’t even give you a chance to respond to him before he pushed two fingers into you. he took your nipple back into his mouth to suck on it. the double stimulation made you feel as if you were on cloud nine. nobody you’ve fucked before made you feel this way.

“look at me,” joe whispered into your skin.

when your eyes met his you almost fell apart on his fingers right there. he had hearts in his eyes, it seemed like. you were sure you looked the same. the eye contact didn’t last very long though. inside of you joe curled his fingers to massage that spongy part. your eyes rolled back and you gripped joe’s wrist to make sure he didn’t pull them out.

“nobody’s ever made you feel this good, have they, baby?” joe asked using his free hand to make you look at him again. “you just needed me to come make you feel good like you deserve.”

“you’re gonna make me cum,” you said, near tears from the white hot pleasure that was taking over every sense of your body.

“i know, mama. you’re squeezing my fingers so tight,” he pointed out. your chest rose and fell in increasing speeds as your orgasm got closer. you squeezed joe’s wrist with a moan that sounded like a sob. “you gonna cum for me?”

your orgasm came crashing down like a wave. your body shook in pleasure while your pussy spasmed around his fingers. he kept fingering you through the orgasm and you clamped your thighs around his hand. he pulled his hand from between your legs to suck his fingers. your eyes fluttered closed as you basked in your post-orgasmic haze.

“you did so good,” joe praised you, kissing all over your sweaty skin. you could only hum because you were so far gone at that point. joe moved from beside you to settle himself between your legs. he laid his head on your tummy, his baby blues swirling with something you couldn’t decipher. “can i taste you?” he asked.

“yes,” you answered.

first, joe pulled his shirt over his head and then pulled your thong down your legs and pushed your thighs up to your chest, “you’re pretty everywhere,” he whispered as he stared at your glistening pussy with hungry eyes. “and i just know you taste good.”

he put his mouth on your clit and swirled his tongue around it. you were still so sensitive from your orgasm that your body jolted. he was beautifully overstimulating you. briefly, you wondered how many girls had found themselves in this same position. that thought quickly died when he took your clit between his lips and began to suck on it. you reached down to card your fingers through his hair as he pleasured you. nothing left your mouth but moans and whimpers because that’s all your brain could produce. you were too far gone now.

he sensually dragged his tongue up and down your slit, watching the way you slowly started to fall apart again just for him. he reached up to grope your breasts while he ate you out like you were the best thing he’d ever tasted. joe’s hands found your hips and pulled your pussy even closer to his mouth. you squeaked in surprise at his sudden show of strength.

“j-joe please don’t s-stop. p-please.”

he kept pleasuring you with his mouth, wanting nothing more than you cumming on his tongue. you held his head down when he started licking your clit in just the right way that was gonna make his wish come true. your breathing became labored as your second orgasm came. you started to grind against his tongue while you held him there.

“oh my fucking god! i’m gonna cum again,” you cried out almost in disbelief. this one came crashing down just as hard as the first one did, knocking the wind out of you as you gasped and shook. you rode out the rest of your orgasm on his tongue. your fingers finally untangling from his hair. you massaged his scalp instead. “i’m sorry if i hurt you.”

“you didn’t,” he assured you.

you waved him closer. joe obeyed, making his way back up your body. you pulled him in for another kiss. you could taste yourself all over his lips and tongue. he pulled away first, his forehead leaned against yours. swiftly, he removed his briefs.

“you think you can be a good girl and give me one more?” joe asked, taking off his briefs. he turned you on your side and slid behind you, your back to his front. “i need to feel you cum on my dick.”

even in your alcohol and sex induced haze, you knew you couldn’t be too reckless, “you gotta condom?” you asked him

he reached over your body to fumble through his clothes and soon he was holding the foil packet between his fingers.

“oh, you just knew you were getting pussy tonight,” you teased him.

his face flushed red, “i always carry a few around. just in case.”

joe offered the packet to you, prompting you to open it. you ripped it open with your teeth and fumbled behind you to find his dick so you could roll on the rubber. joe grabbed your wrist to guide you to where he was pressed up against your back. you craned your neck to watch as he guided your hand up and down his aching dick. he let out a few whimpers that made your pussy clench in anticipation. you pushed his hand away so you could roll the condom on. you needed him inside of you before you lost your fucking mind.

behind you, joe gently grabbed your leg and propped it up on his hip. he then ran his tip through your folds, collecting all of your cum and arousal before pushing inside of you. you both gasped, it was bliss.

“you feel so good. you’re so tight. i’m not hurting you am i?”

“no, baby. it feels good. it feels so good,” you told him, looking back at him. your eyes were locked on each other’s while he rocked his hips into you.

you realized that the two of you weren’t just fucking. you were making love. you felt it. every move the two of you made was intentional. you kissed him as his hips began to speed up. you cried out against his lips, having to pull away to catch your breath. you rested your head in the crook of his neck while you let him fuck you to another orgasm. something was missing though.

“take off the condom,” you told him breathlessly, not giving a fuck about being reckless anymore.

“what?” he asked, not sure if he heard you correctly.

“dammit,” you cursed, pulling yourself off his dick and reaching behind yourself. “i said,” you pulled the thin piece of latex off and threw it on the floor, “take off the condom.”

you bit your lip when you felt him rub his tip up and down your slit again. this time it felt ten times better without the condom in the way. he pushed inside of you, and he whimpered again. he threw his head back into the couch cushions. there was just something so hot about a grown man completely consumed by pleasure that all he could do was whimper.

“you’re the first girl i’ve fucked without a condom. and fuck, baby… you feel so good wrapped around me.”

“i’ve never done it either. so i guess you are taking my virginity.” it shouldn’t have turned him on so much to know that he was the first one to be inside of you like this. it’s how he knew you were his, and as far as joe was concerned, you always would be.

it’s like you were corrupting each other; taking each other to new places that you wouldn’t dare step into with another person. he placed his hands on your hips, bouncing you up and down. all you could do is lay there and take it. you could feel every inch of him inside of you. you understood why people hated using condoms.

“did i earn this pussy?” joe asked you, returning to sensually rolling his hips so that his tip was pressing against the spot that made your toes curl.

you nodded, slapping your hand against the couch repeatedly when he started to speed up again. you were crying—sobbing now because of how euphoric it was. you clawed at his arm that was wrapped around your middle holding you against him. joe kissed and bit at your neck, licking over the hickey that was already beginning to bloom.

“tell me, baby. tell me i earned it,” joe said into the skin of your neck.

“you earned it. you really fucking earned it, joe. i swear,” you didn’t even know what you were saying, words just toppled out of your mouth with total disregard. you craned your neck, your hand was on the back of his head to bring his face closer to yours. you maintained eye contact with him, despite how close you were to cumming.

“you are so fucking pretty. my pretty fucking girl. keep looking at me like that. fuck keep looking at me like that. fuck,” he mumbled breathlessly.

“fill me up,” you whispered to him. your eyes still met with his.

he groaned at just the thought of being the first one to cum inside of you, “d-don’t say that.”

“please? i’m on the pill, i promise. please? please, joey?” you begged him as your third orgasm of the night started to build.

joe grabbed your face firmly, squeezing your cheeks together, “y-you’re gonna—fuck—get me in trouble. y’know that?”

you nodded as much as you could despite the grip he had on your face. joe threw his head back with a desperate, whiny moan. his eyes shut tight as he did so.

“fuck, i’m gonna—.” the words died on his tongue when you felt him cumming inside of you. as he did so he pulled your body in closer to his own. the new feeling made your own orgasm crash down.

“shit. shit. shit,” you cried out right before you dug your nails into the couch cushions and let your third orgasm of the night rip through your body. you gasped and sobbed from the intensity of it, tears slipping out of your eyes and down your cheeks.

joe kissed you one last time and stayed inside of you as you both caught your breaths. eventually joe pulled out, you whimpered from both the sensitivity and the emptiness. he rolled you over on your back, crawled between your thighs, and stared in awe at the creamy white liquid that was dripping out of you. he grabbed your arms to help you sit up.

“are you alright?” he asked

“yes,” you replied simply.

“you did so good,” he praised you.

joe lifted you into his lap so he could hold your still trembling body. you cuddled into him, the world around you beginning to fade. the shriek of your phone jolted you back awake. you bent over, patting the ground for your phone. you rustled through you and joe’s clothes.

“oh shit,” you whispered when you’d finally found your phone. it was 1:00 am and you had a missed call and text from your friend. you relaxed back into joe before sending her a quick message.

“let’s get you cleaned up and then you can fall asleep,” he said.

it wasn’t long before you were laying in bed with him, almost completely asleep. you were thoroughly fucked, still halfway drunk, and exhausted.

…

when you fluttered your eyes open the next morning, the first thing you were met with was a banging headache. you blinked a few more times to clear your vision only to realize you weren’t with your friends at their apartment. you looked over at the sleeping man next to you and everything that happened last night came flooding back. tequila was dangerous. you knew that. and yet you fell into its trap time and time again. this time though, it proved to be a good thing. joe’s arm was draped over you, probably his way of making you stay put. you tried to slide from underneath it but in his slumber he just pulled you closer.

“whatever,” you grumbled.

you reached for your phone to call one of your friends. she answered almost as soon as you called.

“are you in bed with him?!” she gasped when she saw his sleeping figure behind you. “oh, he must’ve fucked you real good. didn’t know a white boy would have it in him.”

you looked behind you to make sure he was still sleeping before replying, “i had three orgasms! three! you can barely get one these days and he gave me three.”

“oh shit…” she trailed, pensively. “maybe i need to fuck a white boy too.”

“i’m hanging up now,” you announced, promptly pressing the red button to end the facetime call.

once again you tried to finagle your way from underneath his arm and this time it also proved to be pointless. he pulled you even closer. you gave up, opting to lay there in his arms until he woke up. you turned to face him so you could study his features while he slept. to your relief, he was just as handsome in your sobriety as he was in your drunkenness. he was damn near perfect, but even though you were enamored by him you knew better than to think a man was without faults. some minutes ticked by and joe finally opened his eyes, catching you staring at him.

“what a pretty face to wake up to,” he said, voice still groggy from sleep. he stroked your cheek with his thumb, feeling himself falling deeply in love with you. “how do you feel this morning?”

“hungover,” you answered.

“i’m sure. you’re the first girl i’ve seen pound back tequila shots like that. oddly, it was kinda hot,” he told you.

“i’m glad my alcoholism is attractive to you.”

he chuckled and then you both fell silent. neither of you knew what to say because you hadn’t discussed what would happen after last night’s rendezvous. you stared up at his spinning ceiling fan as you thought. joe knew what he wanted. he knew what he wanted before he even thought about having sex with you. he wanted you. you knew one of you had to speak up and say something. to spare yourself from getting hurt, you beat him to the punch.

“not to be that girl who be asking ‘what are we?’ or anything but like…what are we?” you asked, not making eye contact with him which was a stark contrast to last night. you couldn’t bear to look at him if he told you he didn’t wanna see you again after last night.

“oh, you thought i just fucked you raw and nutted inside of you while you looked into my eyes for fun?” he asked incredulously. “you’re mine now, baby. i told myself that last night.”

you looked away from the ceiling fan at him for the first time since the conversation began. usually a man’s possessiveness was an ick to you, but with joe it was different. you wanted to be his.

“you gotta ask these days. these days niggas will tell you they love you and then never talk to you again.”

“well, i can’t say that word. but i will say i’m not like other dudes,” joe replied.

you only hummed in response. you opted to leave the conversation at that. because every man says that. every man swears they’re going to be so much different than the last one just to be the same. you just hoped this time one would prove you wrong. he was right about it, though. no other man could compete with the enigma that was joe burrow. something that you were soon to find out.

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merakidoll · 5 days ago

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Ten Forbidden Desires

welcome to the land of sin! in this event i will give you ten sins, and nine characters! with each sin there will be one slot for the character of your choice! this is a first come first serve thing! this event really has no rules, just text me for whichever slot you want and make sure to @ me when you post your fic / drabble so that i can reblog!

Sins - Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Envy, Wrath, Pride, Sloth, Obsession, Submission, Domination

Characters - Eren, Connie, Onyankopon, Toji, Gojo, Nanami, Sukuna, Konig, Ghost

to be apart of it just send an ask or text me! make sure to include the character and which sin you want to write for!

Lust

Eren :

Connie : @erensbrat

Onyankopon : @nieceeee

Toji :

Gojo :

Nanami :

Sukuna :

Konig :

Ghost :

Gluttony

Eren : @merakidoll

Connie :

Onyankopon :

Toji :

Gojo :

Nanami : @designerpvssy

Sukuna :

Konig :

Ghost :

Greed

Eren :

Connie :

Onyankopon : @ranspuppy

Toji :

Gojo :

Nanami :

Sukuna :

Konig :

Ghost :

Envy

Eren :

Connie :

Onyankopon :

Toji :

Gojo :

Nanami :

Sukuna :

Konig :

Ghost :

Wrath

Eren :

Connie :

Onyankopon :

Toji :

Gojo :

Nanami :

Sukuna :

Konig :

Ghost :

Pride

Eren :

Connie :

Onyankopon : @pussypinkdoll

Toji :

Gojo :

Nanami :

Sukuna :

Konig :

Ghost :

Sloth

Eren :

Connie :

Onyankopon :

Toji :

Gojo :

Nanami :

Sukuna :

Konig :

Ghost :

Obsession

Eren :

Connie :

Onyankopon : @imartini

Toji :

Gojo : @itelya

Nanami :

Sukuna :

Konig :

Ghost :

Submission

Eren :

Connie :

Onyankopon :

Toji : @fushigur0lover

Gojo :

Nanami : @petrifleur

Sukuna :

Konig :

Ghost :

Domination

Eren :

Connie :

Onyankopon :

Toji :

Gojo :

Nanami : @bleach-your-panties

Sukuna :

Konig :

Ghost :

#— ten desires event! ˚ෆ 𐙚 #— resources !#anime x black reader #anime x chubby reader #anime smut #aot smut #jjk smut #cod smut #events

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dreamyblanket · 2 months ago

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happy valentines day!!! I want to give black raisin a big hug, even if i barely know her!!! She needs all the love...

IM A LITTLE LATE AND IM SORRY X . X Uu

#dreamydraws #uhhh i allways forget valentines is like. a day bc ive never really done anything for it ^^u #im so sorry this is so late but u hope you know i also love black rasin shes on my top ten with carrow #cookie run x reader #cookie run kingdom x reader #black rasin cookie x reader #i think she would actually like getting hugged by someone she holds dear but is verry shy when it comes to any affection #shes lived a rough life so be real sweet with her and shes putty in your hands #once you get her trust at least

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xvmgnhao · 1 year ago

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Fake

pairing: ten lee x thick!black!fem!reader

summary: Ten is an asshole. But he also thinks you're really hot.

warnings: fingering, degradation, praise, etc.

You were super excited to move into the new apartment that your friend Kun told you about. It was with a few of his longtime friends. It was the only thing you could find last minute.

"Are you ready?" Kun questioned as he pulled up in front of the tall building.

"Yeah just a bit nervous. I've never met these guys before." You say smiling slightly at him. "Thank you so much for this opportunity."

"Of course. What are friends for? And don't be nervous they're like a bunch of little kids. They're harmless." He said opening his door. You get out of the car quickly and throw your backpack on your back. Kun grabs your two suitcases from the trunk and comes around the car to stand next to you.

"Alright let's go," Kun states walking towards the front doors of the luxury building.

You follow behind him closely taking in your surroundings little by little. You really liked the interior. You and Kun get into the elevator. Kun presses the button for the 5th floor. You ride up silently. Kun leads you down the corridor and then stops in front of door 506.

"This is it." He says before raising his fist to land two firm knocks on the door.

A few seconds later the door swings open revealing a handsome guy smiling widely at you both.

"Hello. You must be Y/N. It's nice to meet you. You're so beautiful. I really hope you enjoy it here. Kun has told us so much about you." the young man rambles out reaching his hand out to shake yours.

"You must be Hendery I'm guessing." You say smiling happily at him.

"Yes, I am. Come in. Come in." He says moving out of the way to let you both in.

"Where's Yangyang and Ten?" Kun says setting your suitcase down inside the apartment.

You look around noticing how nice it was in here and wondering if you could even afford this place.

"Yangyang is down for a nap. He should be waking up in a few." Hendery says still with a bright smile on his face. "And Ten is out getting some groceries for dinner tonight."

"Okay. Does that mean I'm staying over to cook?" Kun says glancing over at you.

"Yes of course. You know this Kun." Hendery says laughing slightly. "Come Y/N let me show you to your brand new room and a quick tour"

Hendery grabs your suitcases and swiftly walks away. You quickly follow behind him.

"So these three rooms are Ten, Yangyangs, and I rooms. In that order." He says glancing back at you. "We do have pets but they usually stay in Ten's rooms so don't worry about them."

"What kind of pets?" You ask stopping in the hallway.

"Three cats and 1 dog. They're all really nice and don't make much noise." Hendery says turning around to look at you.

As Hendery is about to turn back around to continue your tour one of the bedroom doors opens softly. A guy that looked about your age walks out.

"Hey Hendery. What's up with the suitcases?" He says furrowing his eyebrows

Hendery sidesteps and you wave at who you assume is Yangyang shyly.

"Remember the girl that Kun kept saying is supposed to move in with us. This is her." Hendrey says looking at Yangyang pointedly.

"Oh yeah! Thats today. Nice to meet you I'm Yangyang." He says turning to you and smirking lightly.

"Y/N. Nice to meet you Yangyang." You say smiling at him.

"You're hot. Ten's gonna like you." Yangyang says laughing as he walks past you towards the living room.

A warm blush creeps up your neck as Hendery rolls his eyes.

"Ignore him. Here's the final stop. Your room" He says opening the door and letting you in first. "Make yourself at home. The bathroom is right next door. By the time you're done unpacking dinner should be done."

"Thank you Hendery." You say in awe as you look around the fully furnished room.

"No problem." He says briskly walking out of the room.

You quickly get started unpacking your clothes. The rest of your things should be here next week. After about 30 minutes of unpacking clothes, you get tired. You change into something more comfortable and lay on your new bed.

Scrolling on Tiktok for a few minutes then you're knocked out sleeping.

*2 hours later*

You're awoken by a soft knock on your door pulling you out of your much-needed nap. You sit up quickly hopping out of bed and heading to the door. You are greeted by Hendery.

"Hey, dinner is ready come when you're ready." He says taking in your appearance.

"Okay. Let me put on my slippers really quick." You say walking away from the door and sliding on your bunny slippers.

You follow Hendery to the kitchen. Kun's plating the food and Yangyangs already sitting at the table.

"Smells really good Kunnie." You say walking to the table.

"Cute slippers," Yangyang says glancing up from his phone.

You don't notice the slender man stalking towards you silently.

"You're in my seat." You hear a soft voice say from behind you.

You turn around quickly slightly startled not recognizing the the voice behind you.

"You guys have assigned seats." You say with furrowed brows taking in the image of the man before

He was handsome and beautiful at the same time. With sharp features and cat-like eyes narrowed into slits as he stared at you angrily.

"No, but this is my seat." He said gripping onto the back of the chair you're seated in.

"Ten cut it out. She just got here." Kun intervenes placing your plate of food down in front of you.

"Thank you, Kun." You say turning to the delicious-looking food. "It smells amazing gege."

You hear Ten huff behind you and mumble something under his breath. You ignore it digging into the food.

Ten slams down into the seat across from you staring daggers into your soul. You smile widly at him causing him to roll his eyes.

"So Y/N are you in school or," Hendery starts looking over at you.

"Yeah, I'm in school to become a nurse. Only one year left after this year."You say before taking a sip of your water.

"Lame" You hear Ten whisper lowly.

"You're lame." You say quickly pouting slightly.

"Ten leave her alone. Tell me more Y/N" Hendery says leaning closer to you.

*After dinner*

Everyone is finished eating now. Dinner went smoothly. You got along really well with Hendery. Yangyang doesn't talk much but he adds in every once in a while. Ten pretty much ignored you as he chatted with Kun. You help clean up the table and go over to the sink near Kun ready to wash dishes.

"I'm gonna wash the dishes, Kun. Don't worry about it." You say smiling up at him.

"Why thank you Y/N. Ten come help Y/N the dishes." Kun saying turning towards the living room.

"Why?" He whines. "I was just about to play a game with Yangyang."

"Its the least you could do. You live here too." Kun saying walking over towards the couch.

He sighs loudly standing up and trudging over to the sink beside you.

You turn on the water and start washing the dishes.

"You can just dry them for me." You say handing him a dish.

"Whatever." He says grabbing a towel.

As you wash the dishes you notice Ten staring at you.

"What? Is there something on my face?" You say glancing at him continuing with your task.

"You're really pretty when your mouth is closed." He says snatching the dish out of your hand to dry.

"Thanks. You're not to bad yourself." You say rolling your eyes.

"Not too bad. So you weren't sneaking glances at me across the table?" Ten say poking you in your side.

"No, and you would only know that because you were staring at me first." You say furrowing your eyebrows.

"And if I was. Your body is perfect. And your face is pretty. I like that about you." He says moving closer to you.

You feel his warm breath fan over your neck. His close proximity makes you melt practically falling into his arms.

"Come with me. Be quiet." He says grabbing your hand and leading you away from the sink and down the hallway.

You get to his room and he opens the door pulling you in quickly.

Pulling you into his hard chest he licks up his neck. Sucking firmly on the sweet spot on your neck. You know there will be a bruise later.

You whimper softly your hands coming up to grab his elbows bracing yourself.

Ten pulls back looking into your eyes deeply. "You're so annoyingly cute fuck."

He pushes you backward onto his bed. He gently lays him self down beside you. His hand goes directly to the skimpy tank top you through on earlier.

"I wanted this off of you since I saw you." He purrs into your ear as he slides your top off.

Taking one of your hardened nipples into his mouth you whine lowly. Bringing your hand to tug on his dark locks. He toys with your other nipple with his free hand.

"Fuck Ten." You cry out inching closer to his warm body.

He detaches himself from your chest.

"Open your legs for me." He instructs laying his hand on your thigh.

You obey immediately. In a daze from his touch. He tugs your shorts down in one movement.

"So pretty baby. youre already so wet for me." He says spreading your lips for him to get a better look.

He rubs clit slowly. Sending shockwaves through your body instantly.

"Ten please." You moan shutting your eyes tightly.

"Please what baby? Tell me what you want." He breathes into your ear heatedly.

"Please fuck me with your fingers." You exclaim feeling upset with his teasing.

He digs his fingers into your heated core. Stretching you out perfectly. You clench around his fingers. Reveling in the feeling of his hands all over you.

"You wanna cum for me, baby. You want to fuck yourself on my fingers until you cum. You're such a fucking slut and I knew it from the moment I laid eyes on you." He says to you feverishly.

His words send your mind reeling. Making the pleasure he's giving you ten times stronger.

"Letting a guy you just met finger fuck your sweet pussy. What would Kun think? You slutting yourself out for me so easily." He says as you start to squirm more.

Your loud moans reverberate off of the walls of his room. You cry out for him feeling your orgasm approaching quickly.

"Ten, ten, ten," You chant his name like a mantra that you cant get of your head.

"I'm here baby. Cum for me. Cum for me." He says gripping your plush body tightly.

You moan loudly as your orgasm takes you over.

"There you go." You hear Ten whispers as you come down from that intense orgasm.

You feel Ten kiss your forehead gently. He gets up slowly and walks out of the room. Before you panic he enters the room again with a rag. He wipes you clean and help you put your clothes back on.

"You know for an asshole you're quite the gentleman." You say standing up from his bed finally.

"Shut up loser." He says smiling softly at you. "Get out."

"Whatever Ten. Goodnight." You say heading towards the door.

"I'm always here if you want some more." He says as you shut his door behind you.

#x black plus size reader #x black reader #x black fem reader #kpop smut #nct hard hours #nct smut #wayv smut #ten smut #ten lee x reader #ten x reader #wayv x reader #wayv ten #wayv #superm ten #nct dream smut #nct 127 smut #nct u smut

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theobservatory · 2 months ago

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｡⁠☆Denki Kaminari｡⁠.ﾟ⁠+⁠

☆Cw: This is strictly fanon obviously. My moodboard. My headcanons. Blah blah blah

☆Denki headcanons

#curse you ten pictures per post limit (⁠ب⁠_⁠ب⁠)#HAPPY BLACK HISTORY MONTH BIIITTCCHHEESSS #denki kaminari #kaminari denki #denki x reader #denki x y/n #denki x you #character moodboard #moodboard #mha moodboard #kaminari x reader #mha x black reader #black reader #black fandom #black fanfiction #this history month. make sure to blackify your favs #for the economy

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herslvt · 2 years ago

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Soft Thoughts with NCT but it's just my bias line

Like always from a black female writer-

Includes: Johnny, Yuta, Taeyong, Haechan, Chenle, Xiaojun, Ten and Shotaro (fyi sm better stop playing with me tf you mean sungtaro aren't in NCT anymore...)

Bf! Johnny who is twice your size and has to point it out any chance he gets. You could be standing there minding your business and here he comes to tower over you. He has no reason to do so besides the simple fact he likes invading your space and enjoys you looking up at him.

Best friend! Yuta who really is more like your boyfriend because of how he acts. You guys go on dates constantly and neither of you have been in a long lasting relationship because of that. You guys put 10x more effort into each other than into your significant others leaving you both single time and time again.

Bf! Taeyong who has written more songs about you than he has for NCT, he doesn’t do it on purpose but whenever he is writing a song he has no choice but to think about you. A love song? It’s about you. Highway to heaven? Definitely about you.

Bf! Haechan who likes to lay on you while playing games on his phone. He’ll rest his head on your stomach, your chest, the crook of your neck, your thighs; doesn’t matter as long as he’s comfortable and can play whatever game he’s playing.

Bf! Chenle who got you both matching jerseys and drags you along to every basketball game because he knows you enjoy it no matter how hard you protest. Who wouldn’t enjoy sitting court-side at march madness or at the nba play offs!? He gets to watch the game and have his pretty little girlfriend sitting beside him.

Best friend! Xiaojun who confessed his feelings to you on a random day in October because he knows you like cheesy things like walks in the park and coffee dates. The feeling of fall engulfing your senses as he holds your left hand, coffee in your right. You weren’t expecting him to just burst out with ‘Will you be my girlfriend’ but you definitely said yes.

Bf! Ten who literally makes every day feel like your birthday. (I know I said soft thoughts but gah damn) Everyday is a day to celebrate in his eyes which means taking you out and spoiling you because you deserve it even if you’ve done nothing besides order food for the two of you because it’d be rude not to.

Bf! Shotaro who stays up late every night to talk to you because he knows you like deep conversations. It’s 3am and he’s sitting on the balcony of your apartment with you as you talk non stop about what the stars mean and how big the universe is. He’d rather do this than sleep anyway! He loves hearing you talk and seeing the way your eyes light up when you’re excited.

#nct fanfic #nct dream #nct imagines #nct x black reader #nct u #nct taeyong x reader #taeyong x reader #yuta x reader #johnny x reader #haechan x reader #chenle #chenle x reader #xiaojun x reader #ten x reader #shotaro x reader #nct fluff #nct soft thoughts #nct headcanons #wayv x reader

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givekennyabreak · 3 months ago

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Thinking about Jade eating your leftovers at some point, and when you get mad about it he just buys the same food but x10 because he can

#just him flaunting his black card like #“yeah i ate ur stuff. here's your stuff ten times more”#jade herrera x reader #jade headcanons #jade herrera

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j0kers-light · 1 year ago

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Hiiiii!!! Can I be known as 🥁anon? I was the one who requested Jokers music taste and the instrument one!! (So glad you liked them btw, you write so welll!!!!!!)

How about 10 signs that joker is in love/likes someone and his love language? I mainly imagine him as someone who denies the idea (just like in HL) but still acts on his feelings in his own way- maybe leaving gifts around and denying any sort of accountability for them?

“I’m telling you, you’ve had that necklace on before” - “Huh? I didn’t even know you liked hand bags.” - “You SERIOUSLY forgot you owned that car?”

Welcome 🥁 anon!!

A huge hey hi to you! Yes, your requests were so much fun to fill, I hope I did them some justice! Ahh! Thank you, I'm happy you love mi work! 😭😭🥹

Lol, ten signs that Joker is in love? YOU MEAN, TEN THINGS HE HATES ABOUT YOU? 🥴 sorry not sorry.

Anyhoo, I hope you enjoy 🥁 anon! 🖤✨

Denial is a river in Egypt because Joker refuses to admit that he loves you! But he's a man where the saying, "Actions speak louder than words” applies. He won't say it (lol Meg from Hercules) but there will be signs he’s in love.

Joker is already attentive but he's even more so as he begins to accept his feelings. He listens and retains the tiniest details about you so he can use the information for later. J shocks you when he remembers your obscure food order (and the extra sauces) when you only said it once in passing three months ago. Joker doesn't know, but his love language is heavy influenced by actions.

Another sign is Joker being more supportive. He's always in your corner motivating you to do anything you set your mind to but now he's more focused on your future with him. If you want a promotion, one is suspiciously available the next week or if you can't take the stress of your job and want to quit, Joker will offer to support you financially. You ask for it, Joker will make it happen.

Joker becomes more protective than ever. If the security cameras and secret detail wasn't enough proof how much Joker loves you, the way his eyes never leave your sight in public, the way he rests his hand on your lower back in crowds, or protects you from danger (that he may or may not have caused) is telling. Joker has never been a knight in shining armor before and he loves having something to protect. He will always protect his Light and takes his responsibility seriously.

Once he admits he's falling hard, Joker will become clingy and start introducing his love language of physical touch to you more. For years, he never let anyone close but you have that honor now. He holds you close while you're cooking, he plays with your hands during movie night marathons, and he denies enjoying cuddles—he's just cold—but you know better. Joker can't stop touching you in someway shape or fashion. He’s addicted now.

Which brings us to another sign. Gift giving is another one of Joker's strong love languages but this man will deny deny deny ever getting you anything!! He leaves them around for you to find and dramatically gasps when you do. "Gee Bunny, I don’t know why there's a shiny new hand bag on your bed.. I didn't know ya liked 'em." Or, "Ya don't know your own closet Bunny? This new winter coat still has the uhh, tag on it." Followed by a, "What a coincidence! Twenty-nine reported subway muggings just this week and you win a uhhh surprise car! Don't ya re-mem-ber entering that contest doll?" Joker loves buying you things but he sucks at lying.

Joker tends to forget his version of love is not normal so he gets possessive a lot. He's a jealous man by nature and if he sees competition, he will eliminate it. You don't need to know why the flirtatious guy at the front lobby no longer works there, or the guy that gave you his number was found dead the following day.. The thing is! Joker finally admitted that he loves you! He will not let anyone take you away from him.

Another sign from Joker is his sudden willingness to communicate. J is a mysterious, closed off individual. Its an honor to know anything about him so when J sits you down and opens up about his time spent in Arkham or explains what his childhood was like (but cautious, it could still be lies)— consider it a miracle. Joker is opening up to you! He wants you to know more about him and his shy, hesitant eyes staring into yours shows that he's vulnerable doing so. Don't take advantage of him in this state or you'll lose him forever.

Speaking of forever, you know Joker is all about planning. His backup plans have backup plans from B-Z. One day he found himself staring up at the ceiling planning on how to make things official with you and now it’s all he can think about. You’re not a secret and he’s tired of treating you like one. It'll be dangerous if he announces you as his girl, (you'll never be safe) but Joker wants the world to know that you love him so he stares off into the void and plots a way for it to work.

Contrary to popular belief Joker is not cold hearted. He can be passionate when the need arises and he cranks it up to 100% with you. Joker never had a healthy relationship so he tends to forget the intensity in which he loves you. He has so much emotion to give that he literally leaves you breathless. His kisses are greedy and desperate, and the way he clings to you during sex makes you combust with love. This man doesn't even know he can destroy you with a single touch and it’s better he remains blissfully unaware.

And lastly. The ultimate sign that Joker loves you. The moment Joker takes you to his main hideout, walking hand in hand, where anyone can see— is the moment you know he loves you. When Joker exposes you to his world, there’s no going back. You’re the one and when he orders all of his men in for a manatory meeting you're in tears. It’s finally happening.

"Good evening gentle men. I have a special announcement tonight." Joker pulls you to stand in front of him and proceeds to wrap his arms around you possessively.

Your heart is beating out of your chest while all of these men stare at you in shock. You don't blame them.

Joker is nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck but you miss the dark gleam in his eyes. They spell murder for anyone that dares to defy him. He scanned the crowd, looking for any naysayers.

"This is my Bunny and I'll kill anyone.. who's gotta problem with it."

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gojosnympho · 7 months ago

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“if we ever made a porn video, what do you think the title would be?” you asked your unsuspecting boyfriend, seonghwa, while you both laid in bed.

the dark haired man stopped scrolling on his phone to look directly at you. the look he gave you was nothing short of shock and utter confusion.

“what’s your issue?” he asked

“answer my question first,” you pouted at him.

“do you just say whatever comes into that pretty little head of yours?” seonghwa asked before reaching his hand over to softly massage your scalp. although he already knew the answer was yes.

you ignored him, “i think it would be something like…” you trailed as you pondered and then the epiphany came. “hot ebony gets railed by big dicked asian man.”

seonghwa’s cheeks heated up in embarrassment at your filthy words even though you were the only two people in your shared bedroom. he’d be lying if he said those same words didn’t have his dick hardening in his pants though.

“or maybe it would even say like, ‘black girl gets creampied by a fat dick’!”

all the blood that should’ve been pumping to his brain was going straight to his dick. he bit his lip as he imagined putting you on all fours and fucking his cum into your pussy until neither of you could take anymore. so he decided to play along and indulge in your nonsense, just this once.

“maybe it would say, ‘pretty slut gets her holes filled’. or maybe ‘pretty slut gets fucked dumb’.”

“i think i like yours better,” you said with a nod.

“good,” seonghwa began. he leaned up to kiss you before whispering, “now i’m gonna do everything we talked about, would you like that?”

#ten writes 🧚🏾‍♀️#kpop x black reader #ateez x black reader #ateez x reader #ateez smut #seonghwa x black reader #seonghwa x reader #seonghwa smut #park seonghwa x reader #park seonghwa smut

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cxvii666 · 2 months ago

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“hoe cakes”

college au! denki kaminari + hanta sero x reader

“i got this girl and she wants me to duke her, i told her i'd come scoop her around eight, she said, super!”

wc: 2k

starting track...

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"omg, oh my god!"

denki kaminari bursts into the library, zero tact, completely out of breath, face all flushed, chest heaving, and rushes over to where his friends are sat, nearly knocking over bakugou's laptop as he drops his backpack and practically leaps over the table, to try and talk to sero.

bakugou, who was sat minding his own fucking business, turns his head in absolute disbelief, about to swing on the guy, but pauses at denki's heavy breathing and frazzled state, kirishima's noise of concern is brushed off with a "gimme a second," as the blonde heaves for a minute, hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath.

"oh sero, bro," he gasps out finally, "i just saw the baddest girl ever, you gotta come quick."

any concerns over the blondes state quickly washes away and hanta sero looks up from his phone, disinterestedly. "dude, what? where?"

denki takes the seat opposite to his best friend, and points frantically from the direction he just ran from, "outside on the quad, there was a girl, with the hair, and the eyes."

sero, kiri, and bakugou had been in the library for at least three hours now and, god, hanta was bored.

he'd given up on waiting for denki to show face and had gotten so bored that he actually started studying. but damn, he needed a break. he rolls his shoulder with a yawn as he raises an eyebrow at denki.

bakugou sends both of them a death glare before putting his headphones on. hanta pulls a face at him before stretching out his back and then relaxing into his chair, voice dropping to a mock whisper and teases, "bro said 'hair and eyes'."

"just shut up for a sec," denki hisses and slumps down on the table, partially ontop of one of hanta's textbooks, "wow, i really need to start hitting the gym, fuck, my chest hurts."

hanta rolls his eyes at his friends dramatics as he doodles in the margin of his textbook. denki takes his silence as a sign to continue.

"you gotta, just listen- soooo, i'm walking outside by that big tree on the quad becuase it's super windy and i couldn't catch a light, and, oh, i can't even describe her, but yeah, there was one loud smell, and you know me, i had to follow it and BAM there she was with sat behind the bike shed with, what's his name?" he jabs a thumb at kiri, "his friend. y'know the guy with the hair- yeah- uh, they were smoking like-"

his increasing longwinded tale, that is increasingly arising in volume, in very quiet section of the library, is cut off by, a very impolite bakugou clearing his throat, threat clear in his eyes.

it seems like hanta's brain is finally starting to switch on, as his eyes widen at the implication of his denki's words. "oh shit," he wiggles his eyebrows at his friend playfully, his voice still low, "is she still outside? i have to see this..."

"well fucking exactly!" denki 'whispers' back gesturing wildy with is arms, "that's what i've been trying to fucking say but your slow ass keeps asking me questions and-"

the blonde pauses and suddenly snatches up hanta's notebook to cover his face as he ducks.

"and what?" sero repeats, his face scrunching in confusion.

"shut- the fuck up," the break in denki's voice is comical, "holy shit, don't make it obvious, she's behind-"

sero's head whips to the side so fast, i swear there was an audible click. and sure enough, if he tilts his head, and squints to look, in the gaps in between the bookshelves, there you are.

"i said don't make it obvious, you fucking moron."

too late now.

he's staring at you unabashedly as you walk into their section behind two of your friends, easy smile gracing your features, as you all take a seat on one of the open tables across the library.

"oh shit," hanta gulps moving to look at denki, who has now leaned over the table to stare at you from over hanta's shoulder, "she does have hair and eyes."

"what did i just say fucking say, i swear, this guy-"

the blonde is too loud in his ear and hanta pushes his friend's head away with his palm, eyes still on your figure. "have you spoken to her yet?"

"what part are you not getting?" and denki gets all up in his face and pushes his own fingers into hanta's forehead in retaliation, as he repeats, exasperated, "i saw her, and then, i came straight here, to find you!"

"what, oh..." the realisation dawns on him finally and a lazy smirk creeps onto his features, "bro, your superrr freaky, i'm in, hundred percent. do you think she'll be down?"

"you're both fucking idiots, you know that, right?"

bakugou who has seemingly been listening, eavesdropping, in on their conversation, scoffed at his friends.

"i thought you were studying, kacchan?"

kirishima had been sat next to hanta, and when the question in his eyes, that flit between the two grinning fools, goes unanswered by either, bakugou sighs deeply, and points, with violent intent for sure, his mechanical pencil in the direction of the other blonde, his voice gruff, "were you not there? last friday night? when the fuck-squad was playing 'would you rather', talkin' bout-"

"about threesomes!" denki cuts in, grin manic, as hanta snickers opposite him, "ok kiri, lemme' ask you, because we've been debating for like two days, would you rather a threesome with another guy, or two girls? because i- said another guy-"

"wait i am so lost, what-"

"fellas, is it gay to want a threeway with your homie?"

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"bro, hear me out, but this might be fate."

hanta's reply is muffled through a mouthful of pizza.

after not getting kicked out of the library, the two decided, denki decided and hanta had the evening off work, to go into town. initially, denki had sold hanta the idea of beer and ramen, but by the time they got to the high street, the smell of pizza seemed to be calling.

the pizza place was local, and extremely well known by their friend group, and the two had stumbled in, many a night, drunk, or faded, or both. and, directly opposite, happened to be, a record shop.

they'd been in there with jirou maybe once or twice, but it was one of those old buildings that always looked closed.

like right now. from out of the big glass window on the left side of their favourite booth, and they could see the shop front, the lights were out, windows all shut down.

and guess who was right outside of their fucking window, across the street, unlocking the front door.

"where tf are you going?" hanta coughs out in between bites rolling his eyes, because of course, denki is already grabbing his hoodie and fixing to stand up. like they reaally couldn't sit down and eat for five minutes.

"fym, where am i going," he mimics- "a golden opportunity," and again, denki is waving his hands about like a maniac, gesturing vaguely upwards, like universe or some other divine entity had blessed them and hanta was stupid for not getting it, "has just been handed to us, and you don't wanna jump on it?"

it's silent for a beat, only broken by hanta slurping noisily from his straw. he takes a moment to burp loudly and to glance forlornly at their hot pizza. he closes his eyes and sighs, already mourning the taste of the cheese on his tongue, before he resigns himself to whatever the fuckmess of a two man step denki is planning.

"jump on it?"

"jump on it."

"jum- y'know what, fine, lets go, and you can do all the talking."

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"i can't believe you forgot your key again."

the disc your holding nearly slips from your grasp as you move your phone from your ear and set it on the till counter. you click the speaker on and the sound of your coworker's rushed apologies flood the empty store.

you silently shake your head at her panic and place the stray disc back onto the cd tower whilst trying to reassure her softly. it was no big deal, you were already in the area, no, it's not a problem, blah blah.

once the line drops, you figure you might as well start opening the store for the evening and start by switching the big speaker on and slowly turning up the volume. whatever album that was already queued starts playing as you start clearing the area around the cash register.

as you card through the cds on the display rack, mentally making note of what needs to be switched out, nodding your head to the beat of the music, the bell jingles softly and footsteps pattern inside.

you don't look up and instead go to grab some receipt paper and pen, "that was quick, you said fifteen minutes."

you continue scratching out mixtape names onto the paper and humming along to the music. before you freeze, when you hear what sounds like a chuckle, a distinctly male chuckle.

"i haven't said anything yet."

the blonde speaks and you don't have time to think before you're brandishing your pen in front of you defensively like its a small plastic sword.

denki yelps, dramatic, and hanta looks like he's about burst out laughing, but when he looks at you, like looks at you, at the crinkle in your eyes and the bounce of your hair, he swallows his laughter with a cough.

"d'you greet all your customers like this, or are we just special?"

his voice is smooth, and you lower the pen, but not your gaze, trying not feel to too embarrassed, and shoot back, "well i don't know, do you always creep up on people like that?"

hanta's face twitches into a smile, as you roll your eyes, check the time. you'll finish clearing up, your coworker will arrive, and she can tend to the weird hot guys nosing around the shop, as payment for making you come in.

except it seems denki has other plans, and has recovered from his initial shock, as he's sauntered right up to the cash desk and its fiddling about with the display items. hanta scoffs silently at his act and turns to card his fingers through the vinyls stacked neatly on the main table.

the blonde clears his throat, once, twice, "aren't you-" and then he squints his amber eyes in fake recognition, "don't we have a class together?"

you look up from where you'd been reordering some cd cases to take in his features. the gentle slope of delicate nose, his bright eyes, the poorly dyed streak in his hair, the half smirk half smile painting his pretty pink lips.

"hmmm, no, i don't think so."

"no, no, i swear, aren't you in our uh, english lit class, right dude."

hanta snorts and your eyes lock across the shop. his narrow in thought, then he taps his chin like he's remembering something.

"y'know what, she does look kinda familiar." identical cheeky smirks dressing both of their faces, "maybe we do have a class together."

your laugh may be short, sarcastic, but it's light and airy, a soft exhale. "did you guys come in here to buy something, or just to waste my time?"

"and no, we don't have any classes together," your gaze floats from denki, and the way his hair softly falls about his face, "'think i woulda noticed you," to hanta's eyes, warm and brown watching carefully, like something is so heavily amusing to him. "both of you."

neither of them make to move from where their feet are planted on the carpeted floor. and you smirk when you hear the jingle of the door bells for the second time.

hands flying into action, you grab the pen again and scribble another note and slap it onto the counter. your sleeve brushes against denki's, and before he can even feel the static shock of the friction, you're grabbing your phone and your bag, and making your way to the front of the store, and waving your coworker goodbye.

the store echoes with the jingle for the third time.

and resting on the counter, next to denki's arm is the paper you left.

with your number on it.

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next song: “93 till infinity”

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perfect - joe burrow

pairing: joe burrow x black!fem!reader

genre: smut, fluff

word count: 2.7k

content warnings: breeding kink, whisper of a daddy kink, unprotected sex, oral (fem receiving), fingering (fem receiving), they’re really in love

synopsis: joey just loves how perfect you are.

playlist: juno - sabrina carpenter

authors note: a hot, new joe burrow writer has entered the villa. hope u love it !! and if u like kpop u can check out my other works on @gojosnympho 🫶🏾

you didn’t go to a lot of joe’s away games. mainly because even though you were the girlfriend to a very rich and successful man, you were still a regular girl with a regular job and a regular life outside of him. you both preferred it that way, honestly. joe took comfort in the normalcy of you. being around you felt easy because you weren’t looking at him as joe burrow the quarterback of the cincinnati bengals. you were looking at him as joey, your boyfriend.

he came home monday night to the smell of you cooking dinner. he hadn’t even realized how hungry he was until the scent invaded his nostrils. he dropped his bags by the front door, promising himself that he’d get them later. the closer he got to the kitchen he could hear your sweet voice, very obviously singing along to whatever song was playing in your ears.

“how you let him cheat and take him back? must be your only nigga.” you rapped along with latto while you took the pan from the oven.

joe only watched you, taking in your comfy appearance. a tiny tank top, the shortest sleep shorts you could find, your bengals slippers, and of course a scarf on your head to protect your braids. his eyes were glued to your ass and the way the cheeks peeked out beneath the short fabric. you turned to see your boyfriend standing in the door of the kitchen, your heart leapt into your throat at the shock that ran through your body. you snatched your airpod out of your ear.

“god joey, you scared the fuck out of me!” you exclaimed. his heart fluttered at the name you called him, further proving his point of how you saw him.

“sorry, you just looked like you were locked in. i didn’t wanna disturb you.”

now that you were turned around, he saw just how tiny that tank top was. he could make out your brown nipples beneath the thin fabric and that fucking belly button ring with the diamond encrusted “j” dangling from it. his eyes trailed up to your face. that perfect, beautiful face that he had as his lock screen on his phone.

“it’s okay, baby boy! i cooked. are you hungry?” you asked him, not even aware of what you were doing to him. he didn’t know what it was about you but he felt like a teenager all over again because of the way he couldn’t control his body. he ignored his urges though, opting to give you a curt nod.

“starving,” joe replied.

“sit down then so i can make your plate.”

again, he nodded going to take a seat at the marble topped island in the middle of the kitchen. he watched you some more, his heart swelling once more with all the love he had for you. he didn’t think it was possible to love someone as much as he loved you. you sat his plate down in front of him and before you could walk away, joe pulled you into a kiss.

“what was that for?” you asked him when he pulled back.

“i love you,” joe said, his cheeks flushing that rosy pink color that made your heart melt.

“i love you too, joey.”

you walked away from him once more, this time to make your own plate. you were going to sit next to him but joe stopped you, “sit on my lap.”

he didn’t even give you a chance to answer before he was dragging your body onto his lap.

“isn’t this uncomfortable for you?” you asked joe who promptly shook his head no.

“is it uncomfortable for you?”

“no.”

“then relax and eat. i missed you, mama. i just wanna be around you,” he explained.

you talked some more while you ate dinner. you told joe all about what you got up to while he was away. he listened intently like he always did whenever you spoke to him.

“i miss you so much when i’m away. you gotta come with me to the next away game,” joe said with a hopeful tinge to his voice.

“okay!” you agreed, enthusiastically.

“you're so perfect,” he praised you. he placed a kiss atop your scarf-covered head.

once you both were settled for the night and about to get in bed, joe caught another glimpse of your nipples beneath your shirt. it reminded him of just how long he’d gone without being inside of you, three days. you crawled into bed next to the quarterback, none the wiser about the dirty thoughts swirling in his head. he pulled your body close to his so that you were pressed flush against his bare chest. the warmth of his body made you relax almost instantly. you missed him just as much when he was gone; even if it was just for a few days.

the cuddling started out innocently enough. you were both enjoying each other’s presence and warmth. joe absentmindedly began to stroke your arm with his deft fingers. you didn’t pay it any mind at first. you were just enjoying your boyfriend’s featherlight touches. he stopped those and used that hand to pull you in almost impossibly close. you gasped when you felt his erection poking you in the back.

“do you see what you do to me?”

“joey,” you breathed out.

“you’re so beautiful and so fucking perfect.”

he began to mouth kisses on your shoulder, his hand snaking around your neck to pull your head towards him so he could kiss you properly.

“been wanting to fuck you since i got home,” he admitted, his lips still against yours. he flipped you over on your back, his big frame on top of your much smaller one. “i’m so lucky to call you mine.”

joe put his lips against yours again, pushing his tongue past your lips to kiss you. it felt like he was replacing all the air in your lungs with his own. his hands began to trail over every part of your body making you ache with need. you could still feel how hard he was from where you laid beneath him.

“can i make you feel good, baby?” joe asked you, his lips ghosting against yours in a way that had every inch of your being begging for more.

“please,” you nodded.

he started to suck on the skin on your neck because he knew how much it made you squirm. once he was satisfied that he’d marked you up he began to kiss down your body. he pulled your tank top up and over your head and sucked in a breath at your exposed breasts. joe wasted no time sucking one of the stiff peaks into his mouth. you softly moaned at the sensation. no matter how many times you found yourself in this situation, joe playing with your body, you could never get enough. his other hand tweaked your unoccupied nipple drawing even more moans from your throat. your hands were planted firmly on his shoulders while you laid there in pure bliss. he let go of one nipple with an obscene pop and quickly found purchase on the other nipple. the cold air hitting your spit-slick nipple made goosebumps arise on your skin.

“let me see how wet you are,” joe grumbled. he kissed down your body to the waistband of your poor excuse for shorts. he tugged on them so you lifted up so he could pull them down your legs. “shit, no panties?” he asked when he realized the only thing that was shielding him from your pussy was the flimsy fabric.

“i knew you were coming home, joey,” you told the blue eyed man who was between your legs.

“yeah? you were ready for me?” he asked, using his finger tips to give the insides of your thighs those featherlight touches that made you ache.

“i’m always ready for you.”

joe felt his dick twitch in his boxers. he focused his attention back on your wet pussy. it was glistening with arousal. your clit swollen and begging to be touched. your little hole winking in anticipation. you whined at joe, wanting him to do something—anything. he kissed all around where you needed him the most; he was teasing you in the worst way possible. you whined again. this time pushing your hips up toward him hoping he’d finally eat you out. instead, he pinned your hips down to the mattress.

“relax,” joe said.

he moved his hands back between your legs. this time though, he used his calloused fingertips to spread your lips, “i know i say it all the time. but fuck baby, your pussy is so fucking pretty.”

your cheeks warmed at the dirty compliment. although you didn’t really get a chance to fully bask in it because he was pushing one of his long fingers inside of your pussy. your walls fluttered happily around it, sucking it in with urgency. he added another finger, scissoring you open for his dick. he brought his lips to your clit to give it a soft kiss and you felt electricity shoot through your body. he took the swollen bud between his lips, sucking on it. your hands went to push his head deeper into your needy pussy.

“that feels good, joey,” you hummed.

you grind your pussy all over his tongue, using his mouth to bring yourself to an orgasm. joe laid there pliantly, letting you use him because he loved the way you looked right now. he hooked his fingers inside of you, his mouth still busy pleasuring your clit. you whined out, your chest rising and falling in a quick pattern that made joe aware of how close you were to cumming.

“oh my fucking god!” you cried out. you dug your nails into your boyfriends shoulders as your orgasm came crashing down. you squeezed around his fingers as you creamed all over them.

you relaxed into the plush sheets of the bed, completely in awe of how quickly you had just come undone. you didn’t know why you were still in shock after all this time. joe knew your body. he knew what made you tick. what made you cum all over him with just a few measly pumps of his fingers and flicks of his tongue.

“taste yourself,” he said, bringing his cream-covered fingers to your lips. you opened your mouth and sucked his fingers clean, moaning at the heady taste of your cum.

“want your dick in me. please,” you begged him. you felt heat pooling in your stomach once more. you were ready to give him however many orgasms that he could coax out of you.

you tugged his briefs down until his dick flopped out. you couldn’t help but to moan at the sight of it. the tip was swollen and red with precum just pooling, waiting to be sucked off. you took one delicate finger and swiped the clear liquid off and promptly placed that same finger in your mouth. joe watched you with hooded eyes, his dick twitching with excitement. you wrapped your much smaller hand around him and began pumping him. you never broke eye contact with him while you jerked him off. you watched as he fell apart from your touch, his eyes glossed over in pure bliss

“that feel good, joey?” you asked him.

“you’re so fucking perfect,” he said for what felt like that millionth time tonight. but each time he said it you felt butterflies float around in your tummy.

“can you fuck me? i’ve been such a good girl,” you said. your voice was so soft and so pretty and so fucking submissive.

joe leaned down to capture your lips in a filthy kiss. he pushed your hand away from his dick, opting for his own to line up at your entrance. inch by inch he pushed into you causing you to gasp against his lips. you were sure you could feel him in your stomach and that feeling alone had tears prickling in the corners of your eyes. joe pulled away from your lips but not before giving you a gentle peck. he started off slow; he rolled his hips coaxing tiny gasps from you when you felt the tip of his dick rub against your sweet spot.

“you’re so tight, mama,” joe said.

“all for you, daddy,” you replied airily, already reeling from how good your boyfriend felt inside of you.

joe let a throaty moan spill past his lips at the nickname before speaking, “i’m gonna make you a mama tonight for real if you don’t chill out.”

“please,” you begged, squeezing around him. “we would make such a pretty baby, joey.”

he closed his eyes to compose himself because he was sure he was gonna break you if he didn’t. he rolled his hips again, knocking any other bratty comments out of your throat. he opened his eyes to see you below him. you looked fucked out: pupils blown wide, lips swollen, and a thin sheen of sweat. joe grabbed hold of your hips to anchor your body to the bed as he began to give you those strokes that had you crying out to him. joe looked down to where your bodies were so beautifully connected to marvel at the creamy ring that began to form.

“fuck…” he trailed, his eyes still transfixed on the obscene sight. “you missed me this much?” he teased you.

you could only give a small nod; you were so lost in the pleasure. but so was joe. his eyes were screwed tight at just how good you felt wrapped around him, so wet, tight, and warm. he fluttered his eyes back open though to look down at you.

“i love you so fucking much,” you told him, voice strained with lust. and fuck, he could’ve knocked you up right there. your big, brown, glossed-over eyes met his and the words that came out of your pretty, kiss-bitten lips next made him stop moving inside of you out of fear that he’d cum too early: “w-wanna have your baby.”

you whined at him. you started moving your own hips to get some type of friction but he stopped your movements.

“you’re gonna make me cum early if you don’t chill out,” joe explained to you. but his words meant nothing to you in that moment and you told him as much.

“but that’s what i want you to do, daddy,” you said. “want you to cum in me, please?” you pleaded with the man above you.

“shit,” he mumbled under his breath. he started moving again, this time he was pounding you. your eyes rolled into the back of your head because you could feel his tip bumping against that spot that was gonna make you cream all over his dick.

you couldn’t speak or even think for that matter. the only thing that mattered in that moment was joe. you wrapped your thighs around his waist, pulling him impossibly close just how he had done earlier. you gasped into his ear at how deep you could feel him inside of you. joe buried his face in your neck and nipped at your skin to add another hickey to the already blemished flesh. having sex with him was always like this, full of passion and unadulterated love.

“i love you so fucking much, too,” joe murmured into your neck, replying to your statement from earlier.

your orgasm began to sneak up on you. your tummy began to tingle and you could feel the way your walls started to flutter around joe’s dick. he groaned at the sensation, his hips stuttering when he felt it.

“you gonna cum, baby?” he asked you. you didn’t have to answer because the way you felt wrapped around him gave him all the confirmation he needed. “cum for me and i promise i’ll give you a baby.”

that’s all it took for you to let that band in your belly snap and your orgasm wash over you, “fuck, joey! fuck!” were the only words you could say as your walls spasmed around him. almost simultaneously, joe let his own orgasm take over. rope after rope of his seed filled you to the brim, making good on his promise to at least try to get you pregnant.

“you’re so fucking perfect.”

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