#tw.face sitting

[woahjo]

I think the day you actually try and drown tendou in your pussy is the day he falls in pure love with you. Like your sitting in his face squirting shaking and squeezing his hid WTH your thighs he 100% can’t breathe but his eyes are so focused on your face you don’t even notice he looks super hazy…… im gonna go have a lay down….

satori likes the way it feels to not breathe actually. the pressure that fills his head when you're squeezing his head with the inside of your thighs, hearing your clear chocking moans while you grind your cunt against his face. oh god and the mess... the mess to him is holy. the texture and taste of you, the way it feels to have you press your pussy up against his mouth and nose.

you're so right. he really falls in love seeing you let go like that. the desperate movement of your hips and the way you're still looking into his eyes when you cum, trembling over him and doing your best to stay connected to him. n when you pull away from sensitivity and satori finally gets a full breath, he chases you. cranes his head up to press his lips back to your clit and suck. tries to coax you back down onto him as you hover above his face, full body twitching each time he pulls delicately at that sensitive little bud.

yeah man... i'll have to lay down too...

[honeymaki]

dating any jjk girl would be a dream because they're all so strong that they can lift you up no matter your weight but i just know maki likes chubby girls. she loves shopping with you and watch you pick up cute outfit you'll wear on dates, she loves hugging your chubby body during cuddle sessions, grabbing your the fat of your thights when things are heating up, kissing your fat tummy and she showers you with compliments while she does, she just loves her chubby gf so much :(

(sorry i suck at writing but i tried for you lol)

maki is so so obsessed with you and everything you have to offer, fat and all:(( she doesn't care if she undresses and has on bog standard underwear that's mismatched and plain; you absolutely have to have the prettiest, silkiest, softest sets on no matter what you're doing. lounging around your house in sweats and a t-shirt? you bet she's picked out a powder blue sheer set with a vintage cut so it's comfortable stretched over your belly and cups your tits with no extra padding. going for a walk in the park in a pretty summer dress? hell, you know she's weak for a pair of garters so you pick the satin panties and bralet that lets your nipples peak through and when the wind blows your dress, she can see the lace digging into your pudgy thighs:(( she has such a thing for you sitting on her, dragging your legs over hers and running her fingers absentmindedly over your stretch marks and the indents from your jeans, rubbing the swell away and kissing the divots by your hips. nd that thing transfers to a dark look in her eye as she hoists you up to her face, licking her lips and telling you to be a good girl, pinging the band of your thigh highs and kissing the swell of your stomach before moving down to kiss the fat lips of your pussy♡

[readerinsertz]

Fourth Sword P2 | Zoro X Fem!Reader

Rating: Explicit, MDNI!!

Word Count: 2.4K

Warnings: , 18+content, MDNI, afab!reader, nipple play, hickeys and love marks, minor muscle kink, grinding, female on top, scratching, oral (male receiving) fingering, fingers in vagina, 1 mention of face sitting, cum eating (is that a warning?), implied shower sex

A/N: Part one

"I'm going to show (Name) my fourth sword." The sentence filled you with hope and dread at the same time. The way he smirked at you made you believe he had understood the implicit meaning of your words. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach and your palms begin to sweat as he lead you to his bedroom, anticipation almost killing you. He seemed like the guy who either had a lot of experience but you also knew he was a dork and this may be his first time.

Zoro pushed open the door to his room in the Thousand Sunny and you let your eyes roam over the space quickly. It was sparse, on one side were a few training weights, a stand to put katanas in and a black box near it which you assumed had a blade care kit in it. The room was definitely Zoro's, it was just like him. Before you could even see the other side, Zoro tugged you from where your hands were connected, keeping his arm straight and twirled you so you were in front of him. He pushed you lightly and you stumbled back, knees hitting the edge of his bed. Your balance tipped and you fell onto the bed, bouncing slightly. You noticed, with a blush, that Zoro's eyes landed on your chest as the action caused your chest to jiggle.

He knelt on the bed and then fell forward. For a second you thought he was about to land on you and your arms shot out, but his hands caught him, sinking into the mattress on either side of you. The movement made the bed bounce and your chest jiggled again, Zoro's eyes never leaving them. Knowing he had done that to see your breasts move made you blush more. Zoro shifted, putting more weight on his left hand to support his weight whilst his right hand began to explore your body. It trailed over your clothed stomach, pulling your top up slowly. You laughed at the tickling sensation.

Once he reached the start of your bra, he stopped pulling your top up, letting it rest there as he traced his fingers along the smooth skin of your stomach, as if testing the waters. Your right hand reached up and tangled itself in his white top and pulled him down so you could kiss him. His chapped lips grazed yours. You pulled back for a breath then pressed forwards again. Feeling a little brave, you slipped your tongue into his mouth and playfully tagged his, your tongue sliding back into your mouth and Zoro's following it. Your other hand came up to cup the side of his face, the green strands of his hair brushing against your fingertips. Your nails dug into his skin slightly, a reflex from receiving a kiss like this, a groan leaving Zoro's mouth.

Your lungs began to burn, a sure sign that you had to stop kissing. You pulled back and exhaled the breath you had been holding, Zoro darting forward to press another kiss to your lips. His hands trailed up your sides, dragging your top further up. Your hands locked behind his neck as you pulled him down for another kiss, your lips quickly parting to dance with his tongue. Zoro's big hands cupped your breasts, squeezing them through the material of your clothes. He soon got bored of feeling them through your clothing and stripped you of your top and your bra. The cold air made your nipples begin to perk, Zoro's hands warming the chilled skin.

He descended to kiss you again. The sound of kissing and moaning filled the room, every so often he would squeeze the flesh in his hands, his fingers tracing your nipples and pinching them. Your hips bucked into his every time he did it, rubbing your dripping cunt against the noticeable tent in his trousers, making you both groan in pleasure. Zoro trailed his lips from your lips, kissing your skin as he went down to your neck. He nipped the skin gently, soothing it with tongue immediately afterwards. If you weren't so distracted you would wonder how he got so talented with that mouth. Your fingers curled into his green hair, nails scratching his scalp in encouragement. Zoro sucked your skin, a mark quickly forming. The swordsman placed a few more hickeys on your neck of varying sizes. Satisfied with the marks, he moved down, placing a love bite on your collar bone.

His mouth wrapped around one of your nipples and you arched into him again, clutching his head to your chest. Zoro grazed his teeth against your bud and you whined, tossing your head back in pleasure. You could feel his smirk on your flesh but you were too busy rubbing yourself shamelessly on him to care. Your legs wrapped around his hips, your ankles crisscrossing and resting on his back. A light bite above your nipple had your legs tightening. Zoro kissed his way to your other breast placing little bites as he made his way to your nipple. You keened as he sucked your nipple into your mouth, sucking it then soothing it. He placed another love bite on the other side of your boob and you moaned, lost in the pleasure he was giving to you.

Zoro pulled back and you whined at the loss of contact until Zoro grabbed his top and in one motion shed his shirt, throwing it to the side. You took in his abs, unconsciously licking your lips and reached out with a hand beginning to trace his abs, feeling the muscle twitch underneath his skin at your feather-light caress. You pushed Zoro back so he was laying on the bed and straddled his hips. You smirked down at him, grinding your sex into his. Zoro grinned up at you, one hand reaching up to slide along your side and splay his fingers on your back to pull you down to kiss him. This time, you took charge, placing two hands on his face as your tongue traced his bottom lip. His lips open and you let your tongue glide in, tilting your head to get a better angle as your tongues began to swirl around each other. Zoro's hands rested on your hips squeezing them hard enough you were sure you were going to have bruises tomorrow.

Your nails raked down his naked chest and a deep groan rumbled out from him, closing his eyes. Smirking at this new sight, you began to bite his neck, not being particularly gentle with it. Zoro thrusted up, rewarding you with pleasurable friction. Your eyes rolled closed as you ground down on him but opened again when you realised you were supposed to be in charge. You bit his right pectoral in retaliation, your teeth scraping his skin as you dug your nails further into his skin. A loud groan left Zoro's lips and you felt a proud sense of achievement.

You shuffled down until you could reach the buckle of his black trousers, quickly undoing it and dragging his trousers down. Once off you smirked down at him and ground against him again, clearly showing that you had more clothes on than him. Zoro dug his nails into the skin on your hips and you moaned again, finding the sensation was oddly pleasant. You took his boxers off and fisted his dick, pumping it experimentally a few times. You finger the slit at the top, a bead of precum leaking out. Bending down you licked it off, Zoro groaning at the sight. Without giving him any warning, you took him in your mouth, hallowing your cheeks. Zoro jerked up, making you have to pull back to stop yourself from choking on his dick.

His hand went down to tangle in your hair to guide your head. You relaxed your throat and went down as far as you could staying there for a few seconds. Your hand wrapped around the part of his dick that you couldn't reach, your fingers barely touching as you pumped him. You pulled up making sure to suck slightly harder at the top of his dick. You tongued his slit, tasting the salty precum. You began to bob your head up and down, his hand in your hair tightening as you brought him closer to orgasm. Just before he could, he pulled you off of him and smirked at you.

"As much as I want to cum all over your pretty little face, I have something else planned," he told you as he flipped you over and proceeded to pull your skirt off. Your flimsy pants didn't fare as well, Zoro deciding to just tear the drenched material instead. Judging by how wet they were you weren't sure you could wear them again. Zoro wasted no time, a finger pushing into your cunt. He went slowly, letting you get used to the feeling as he pumped it slowly in and out. When he deemed you ready he added a second one, stretching your walls. He curled them and massaged your g-spot, instantly making you shout and jolt at the pleasure dancing through you.

On their own accord, your legs wrapped around his waist again, giving him more access to your dripping hole as he added a third finger, hitting your g-spot every single time. His thumb began to circle your clit, giving you enough pleasure to send you over the edge. Your orgasm rushed through like fire, your body locking up as you rode out the waves of pleasure. Zoro shifted his fingers and aftershocks rushed through you, your hips rolling. Zoro pulled his fingers out, licking your fluid from his fingers and grinned.

"Later I'm gonna have to get you to sit on my face so I can eat you out." Those words normally would have made you blush but they just aroused you more. You pulled Zoro down and kissed him, tasting yourself on his lips as you rub your cunt on Zoro. He chuckled at your actions, smiling at how needy you were. He reached over to his bedside table and opened the middle draw, taking out a condom. Zoro ripped it open and rolled it fluidly over his dick. His hands hold your thighs, bruises already beginning to form which make you moan at the thought, and eased your legs apart slightly, giving himself more room as he lined himself up with your hole. The swordsman stayed like that hearing your desperate whimpers as you tried to move your hips to get him in you. His tip brushed along your folds, slickening the top of his dick. He just laughed at you as you whined and rolled your hips.

"Zoro, please!" You whined up to him. Zoro squeezed your thighs one last time before pushing in. You moan as he entered you, his dick filling you in the best way possible. He stayed still letting you get used to him. You rolled your hips shortly after and he pulled out, slamming back in, hitting your g-spot perfectly. Your toes curled as he began to pound into you, his hands finding purchase on your hips, creating new bruises on top of the older ones. Your fingers scrabbled along his shoulders, nails leaving red lines as he continued to thrust into you taking you higher than before.

One of his hands slid into the space between you and him and began to stimulate your clit. Your spine arched at the feelings racing through you, your breasts brushing his chest. Zoro dropped his head a bit and took a nipple in his mouth nipping it as you wailed in delight. Your legs curled around his waist, one hand clutching at his back the other in his hair. You bit into his shoulder trying to muffle your screams of pleasure. Soon it was too much for you and you orgasm again, your body shuddering at your release. Zoro continued to pound into you, thrusting harder as he rushed to reach his own completion, the fluttering of your walls helping him to orgasm. He spilt into the condom groaning at the high he felt. He rested his forehead on your shoulder, sweat dripping off and rolling down the valley in between your breasts. Zoro was tempted to lick it off, his eyes never leaving the bead as it made its way down your body, his dick twitching in you. You moaned and tried to stop panting, your hand in his hair keeping him there.

There was a silence before Zoro finally had the strength to pull out of you and dispose of the condom. When he returned to the bed, his hands slid along your legs coming to a stop at your hips. He lifted you up and you automatically wrap your legs around his waist, your cunt sliding on his toned chest. You moaned into his shoulder as your overstimulated nether regions pulse. Zoro took you into his bathroom and put the shower on. Whilst it warmed, he placed you on the sink counter, the cold helping you cool down. He kissed you again, his thumbs rubbing your hips as you kiss back, your arms resting on his broad shoulders. He pulled back as stream began to fog the mirror behind you, resting his forehead against yours as he stares into your eyes.

"Let's get you cleaned up," he says as he lifted you up again, as if you weighed nothing, and carried you to the shower. He finally set you down as he began to lather soap all over your body, massaging your body and kissing the bruises and bites he had placed on your body. Afterwards, it was your turn and you bathe him, pressing a tender kiss to every red scratch on his back, the lines starting at his shoulders and ending mid-back. Once finished washing, Zoro caged you between him and the wet tiles. He smirked down at you and pulled you closer to him, kissing you again as his hands began to creep to your clit.

Let's just say by the end of the day, you're thanking Nami for her brilliant idea.

[readerinsertz]

Oh! I’m the spirit of Haikyuu- could I ask for some NSFW Delinquent kitty (Yamamoto) I’m which his s/o loves giving blowjobs to him.

Rating: Explicit, MDNI!!

WC: 2.1k

Warnings: 18+ content, MDNI, afab!reader, soft smut, oral (male receiving), oral fixation, minor praise kink, use of ‘kitten & babygirl’, mention of face sitting and oral (fem receiving), dirty talk

You open the door to your shared house, humming along to the newest Cardi B song. Deciding on not taking out your earphones, you drop your bag on the floor and head into the empty kitchen. The lyrics quietly tumble from your lips as you grab a glass and fill it with water. The refreshing drink hits the spot after the brief walk from your last uni class. You refill the glass, intending to drink it slowly, and make your way out of the kitchen; you stop to grab your bag before continuing on your way to your bedroom. Fishing out your phone to pause your music, your eyes skim the message notification on your lock screen. One of your housemates had messaged you earlier saying that your boyfriend had arrived and they had let them in. You can’t help the grin that breaks across your face at the message.

With a small push, your bedroom door swings open and you are greeted with a wonderful sight. There, laying on his back on your bed, is your boyfriend. Yamamoto’s long legs are bent over the edge of the mattress, one arm tucked under his head as a makeshift pillow- you don’t understand why he didn’t just grab one of the pillows at the top of the bed- and the other thrown across his eyes. You smile at his still form, not used to the normally loud man so quiet. You close the door behind you as you walk into your room, placing your bag next to his exercise bag. Glancing at his inactive body, you tentatively toe both the bags, stopping every so often to make sure the slight noise doesn’t disturb Yamamoto. Once the bags are both directly in front of the door, creating a slight barrier against the door so your friends won’t accidentally walk into something intimate, you cross the small gap from your door to the end of the bed.

Sinking to your knees, you splay your hands across Yamamoto’s knees. The male takes a deep breath and mumbles something incoherently. You smirk at how his body responds to you before sliding your hands further up his thick thighs.

“Afternoon,” Yamamoto sleepily mumbles, the arm slung over his face sliding down to cup your cheek. You nuzzle into the touch, eyelids slipping close. “How was uni?” Yamamoto asks, his thumb softly stroking the skin of your cheek.

“Hmm, same old, same old,” you reply. “Nothing very interesting.”

“(Name)-chan, ya’ gotta focus on ya uni,” he drowsily chastises you, voice deep from sleep. His words cause you to giggle softly, coming from a man who has never been particularly interested in school.

“I’ve found something much more interesting,” you purr, fingers pressing slightly into his thighs. The sleepy fog that had clouded his catlike eyes suddenly lifts as he catches your drift.

“Oh, really?” The words rumble out of his chest. You don’t respond verbally, hooking your fingers under the waistband. You glance once up at him, the question of if he wanted this being answered with a smile and Yamamoto folding both his hands under his head. You place a chaste kiss on his dickprint before pulling down the grey sweatpants that you love on him, your boyfriend lifting his hips to aid you. His dick springs up, Yamamoto’s lack of underwear surprising you a little. You find yourself drooling at the sight of his dick in your right hand; your oral fixation had only increased since being with the volleyball player.

Yamamoto shifts his legs to create more room for you; you crawl into the space and slowly drag your fingernails over his thighs. A devilish smile twists your lips at his shiver. You bend down and place your lips on one of the slightly red lines, kissing up his thigh. You pause randomly and suck harder on some areas, purple bruises fading into existence. Yamamoto whines when you lightly scrape against one bruise with your teeth, his large hand coming to rest on the top of your head. His fingers sink into your hair and direct you away from his thighs to his hard dick. Your hand wraps around his dick, pumping up and down and squeezing at the bottom. You briefly let go, long enough to spit on your hand, before wrapping your hand around his shaft and resuming pumping. Gripping the bottom of his cock, you flatten your tongue at the base and drag it all the way up to his tip, wrapping your lips wrap around the head and running your tongue along his slit. Flicking your eyes up to his, you ease your head down taking more of his dick into your mouth. Your head bobs up and down slowly, taking slightly more of him each time.

You pull off when your lips reach halfway down his dick, hand pumping his shaft as you press wet kisses down his shaft. Sticking your tongue out, you licked a swipe along his balls. Yamamoto's hiss of pleasure has you squirming in your spot. Hand jerking him faster, you peer up at him. The man is a sight to behold, arms folded under his head and eyes closed as he gives himself to the pleasure. Soft noises spill from his red-bitten lips. It spurs you on to make him continue letting those noises out.

“Go on, put it in your mouth, babygirl,” Yamamoto lazily commands, missing the feeling of your lips wrapped around him. The words send a shiver down your spine and has your thighs clenching. You flick your eyes up to meet his brown eyes as you part your lips and lick from the base of his dick to the very tip. Your tongue catches the white bead of precum leaking out of his slit and without breaking eye contact, you swallow it. The groan that Yamamoto lets out has you smiling- it is exhilarating being able to create such sounds from such a man- as you trail your tongue down the underside of his cock, feeling it throb under your hand. Deciding to continue teasing him, you look up into his brown eyes and slide your tongue just below the head of his cock. Yamamoto’s hips jerk off of the mattress.

“Don’t tease me,” he basically begs, one hand moving from under his head to thread through your hair. His fingers flex against your scalp, an indication of how strung he had become under your ministrations. Deciding that both you and he had had enough, you finally take him back into your mouth. The taste of him has your eyes rolling back and moans leaving you. The vibrations cause him to buck into your mouth. You gag slightly and pull off, hand curling around his shaft to stroke him whilst you try to gain control of your gag reflex. Before Yamamoto can apologise, you open your mouth and take half of him in your mouth in one go. The taste of him floods your mouth and your eyes roll back.

"C-Can you take me further?" Yamamoto asks shakily. You don't bother pulling off to answer him verbally; instead, you sink down until your nose touches the coarse hairs on his navel. Yamamoto makes a guttural noise, forcing his hips to remain still as you try to breathe through your nose. You pull up, watching Yamamoto watch you with hooded eyes. Lust swirls around his catlike eyes but it doesn't hide the love he has for you. You take him back down to the base of his cock, tongue rubbing the prominent vein on the underside of his cock. Saliva begins to drip down, your lips stretched too wide to stop it. Some of it runs down and collects on his balls.

"Fuck, yesss," Yamamoto hisses your name out, using his free hand to push himself up a bit to watch you from a better angle. Seeing your lips wrapped around him, tears lining your eyes as you look back at him has him rushing closer to his end. "Such a pretty little kitten. Taking me so w-well. Fuck, love your mouth on me. Doing so- fuck- so good." The praise falls without him fully comprehending what he is saying, too lost in the sensation of your throat spasming around his sensitive cock.

The ability to breathe becomes too hard and you're forced to move your head back up. You suck on the tip before popping your mouth off your boyfriend's cock with an obscenely wet noise. Your jaw is beginning to cramp from his wide girth but you push it to the side. Jerking Yamamoto off with one hand, your other hand raises to wipe some of the drool off of your chin.

"No, kitten," Yamamoto grabs your hand and stops you from cleaning yourself up. "Look so fucking pretty like this. A messy kitten, just for me." Yamamoto thinks you're the prettiest woman he's ever met, knelt in front of the bed with his dick grasped in your tiny hands. Your pupils are blown wide, an indication of just how much you love having his cock in your mouth. It takes two tries for you to swallow the thick saliva pooling in your mouth. You break the tender moment.

"I want you to cum on my face," you tell him, feeling his dick twitch at your vulgar words.

"Fuck, I love you so much," Yamamoto replies. His hand guide you back to his hard length. Licking your lips, you take him fully into your mouth in one go. You barely give yourself a second to get used to the feeling of the tip of Yamamoto's dick touching the back of your throat before you're pulling up and sliding back down his shaft. Wet squelching noises make your cheeks burn but also makes your thighs rub against each other, your pants wet with desire. White strands of saliva mixed with precum drip down Yamamoto's dick, helping you slide down his shaft more smoothly. Yamamoto's thick thighs clench underneath your fingertips and you trail one hand across to fondle his balls. Pulling up, you hollow your cheeks and swirl your tongue around the tip of his dick, hand pumping the part of his dick not in your mouth. When you slip off to run the flat of your tongue over his tip, a strand of saliva keeps your lips connected to his cock. You move your gaze away from the magnificent dick in front of you to stare into Yamamoto's eyes, not breaking contact as you wrap your lips around him and take him again.

"Fuck, yess. 'm close, kitten. Fuck, makin' me feel so good. So good to me," Yamamoto blabbers, head thrown back. "Fuck, gonna cum.

You deep throat him, tongue rubbing the underside of his dick. There's a strangled shout from Yamamoto, hips jerking as the first few spurts of come shoot down your throat. Pulling off him, your hands jerk him through his orgasm. Ropes of cum fall onto your face, your mouth falling open to catch some of it. The last strand of cum lands on your throat, just missing your top.

"Swallow for me," Yamamoto commands, voice husky in his post-orgasm state. You swallow, grimacing slightly at the bitterness but open your mouth to show him. "Fuck, kitten," Yamamoto groans, dick twitching weakly at the visual. A large hand wraps around your wrist, Yamamoto's strong arm heaving you up onto his lap where he messily kisses you. When you pull back, you watch Yamamoto's lust-blown eyes trail along your cum covered face.

"Don't be wasteful, kitten," he gently chides, a long finger coming up to scoop his cum up into your waiting mouth. Yamamoto repeats the motion until your face is no longer covered in his cum. When clean, Yamamoto tangles his hand into your dark hair and yanks you into a passionate kiss. You melt into the kiss, your boyfriend easily controlling it as you grind down onto his chiselled abdomen, your arousal surging through you. You throw your head back when you feel one of his calloused fingers rub your swollen clit through your pants.

"Now, it's my turn to take care of you, kitten," Yamamoto whispers against your lips. A yelp leaves you as he falls back onto your bedsheets, his strong hands taking you with him. The grip he has on your thighs urges you up his body until you're kneeling above his face. The look on his face makes your cheeks heat up; he looks like a starved man in front of a feast. "Be a good girl and sit your pretty pussy on my face."