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[sucrows]

RINNE AMAGI + TIPSY

Of course, leave it to Rinne Amagi to be a little shit in the middle of an intense moment like this. 

Contains: GN Reader, Teasing, Fingering, Tipsy Sex, Light Breeding, Creampie, Established relationship

Word Count: 2902

(NSFW UNDER CUT)

The air is hot and heavy between you and the man in front of you. You and Rinne had set out for a night of fun and between the alcohol in your systems and where this make out session seems to be heading, you’d call your mission a success. 

You’re barely through the front door of your place before his hands grope your body and pull at your clothing, reaching anywhere he can. Before you know it, he’s ripped off your coat and you have to drag him through the door before he ends up roughly pulling off the rest of your clothing on your front step. It’s exciting and you feel the tension between the two of you rising by the second. It’s exciting, enthralling, intense- it captivates all of your thoughts and makes you want nothing more than to be claimed by the man in front of you.  

Of course, leave it to Rinne Amagi to be a little shit in the middle of an intense moment like this. 

Your legs buckle as the back of your knees hit the edge of your bed, making you fall backwards onto it and knocking some of the air out of you. Rinne soon follows and leans over your body. His movements are eager and rough as he begins to pull layer after layer of clothing off of you. Not wanting to be the only person bare like you are now, you drag him in close for another heated kiss and try to pull at his coat to make the first move to remove it. Even as the world spins, his response is still immediate. He quickly removes his lips from yours and tuts at you, grabbing both your wrists in one hand and holding you down by them. 

“What? You that desperate?” He grins at you and pins your wrists down harder when you squirm in his grasp. 

You give him a dirty look and try to pull your hands away to no avail, irritatingly, he laughs at your attempts. 

You huff at him. “Take your clothes off before I change my mind.” 

“What? You act like you weren’t alllll over me on the way here!” He draws out his words annoyingly, cackling at the unimpressed look you’re giving him. 

“Ugh, just come over here and fuck me already.” 

“Whatever you wish, princess~.” 

He’s, infuriatingly, still smirking as he pulls his shirt off over his head and undoes his belt. To his credit though, Rinne is in fact removing his clothes at a faster pace than he normally does. It doesn’t take long for his pants to follow suit and for the sight of the bulge in his boxers to greet you.  

He gives you another smug look when he spots your eyes trained on him, though he thankfully chooses not to comment and instead makes quick work of his last article of clothing. His cock is already hard and just the very sight of it makes you rub your thighs together in anticipation. You’re trying your best to rush him and just get him in you already, but you know better than to try and rush too much with how girthy he is. Not even in his vaguely intoxicated state does Rinne try to move on too quickly either. 

He knows your body much too well and soon his lubed-up fingers are playing with your sex and slipping into your hole. With how huge his hands are, even just his fingers make you feel like you're being stretched out. It’s delicious and you crave more. Every time he moves his wrist, you feel the pressure placed on your walls- you can’t help but squirm when he’s hitting all the right places without even putting his dick in you yet. Imagining the harsh pounding he’s prepping you for makes your face heat up in anticipation. 

“God, you’re such a slut” 

Rinne’s taunting words catch you off guard, having been too lost in the pleasure of his hands. He slows down his movements and takes his sweet time to rake his gaze all over your body, licking his lips at the sight. 

“You make it hard for me to hold back, ya know?” He says as he reaches his unoccupied hand down to grab his cock, stroking it up and down as he prepares for the main event. 

Sure, you’ve had him in you before and sure, this probably won’t be the last time, but you can’t stop the lust filled haze in your brain that demands he be in you as soon as possible. Your mind says nothing other than to provide you images of all the other times you’ve taken him and all the ways you want to take him in the future. You feel the ghost of his touch all over your body even now as he works you open with his fingers. It’s almost as if your body can do nothing but want. It’s downright embarrassing how needy you feel.  

You can’t tell Rinne that though, he’s already insufferable as is. No need to give him more fodder to harass you with. 

“Just fuck me.” 

The look in his eyes sharpens and a grin replaces the smile that has been on his face. 

“Soooo demanding.” Ah, perhaps you were a bit too obvious. 

Once again though, some god out there decides to grant you mercy and Rinne quickly moves on. Is he perhaps feeling just as needy as you are and that’s why he seems just as eager to keep going? If you had to guess just by how much his cock seems to weep, then you’d say yes, but his outward attitude remains the same as always. Like hell is he going to let himself look desperate in front of you like that, you suppose. 

He pulls his fingers out of you then pushes you further back onto the bed, granting him the space to climb up in between your legs. You have to remind yourself to not drool as you see him pour lube onto his length, watching him as he pumps his cock and spreads the fluid all over himself. 

Once he’s satisfied with his prep work, he shuffles closer and presses the head of his dick against your sex, taking a bit before actually penetrating you. Probably to tease you once again, if you had to guess. He ruts against you a couple of times, making sure to rub his tip against the exact spots where he knows you’re sensitive. The electric jolts it sends up your spine are enough to temporarily stop you from being annoyed at him dallying once again. 

His patience isn’t limitless however and soon, he’s pushing in with a soft sigh of contentment. You're quite used to taking him by this point and with the lube and prep, the slide is easy. As much as he talks up being rough with you, he always takes it slow with the initial penetration- Some people could stand to learn from his examples, as annoying as he might be. Before long though, the head is sliding all the way in, his hips reaching against your ass as he folds your legs over your body. The sweet sweet heavy feeling of cock in you is addicting and reminds you once again, Rinne is not a small man by any means and soon, he’s going to be fucking you into the bed until you are both satisfied. 

His hands grope everywhere they find purchase as he starts off with some slow, shallow thrusts. His hips move softly against yours, still staying mostly deep while he still waits for your body to adjust to his length in you.  

“Fuck... you feel good...” He groans, starting to move a bit faster.  

Looking down between your bodies, he can see the way your hole glistens with lube and clings to his cock. Sometimes, you’re surprised by your own body’s ability to adapt to it. It seems so narrow most of the time, but it always fits him as if it were designed to do so. Fuck, it feels like you were designed to do so, with how your toes can’t help but curl when the ridge of his head glides against all the right spots inside of you. 

You moan and, with a smirk, he takes it as a sign to go even faster.   

“You like that?” 

He punctuates his words with a harsh thrust, pulling almost all the way out before roughly shoving back in. It’s just a taste of how things are going to go the rest of the night. A sound involuntarily leaves your lips at the action, and you glare at him for the umpteenth time that night. 

“Harder.” 

He cackles and obeys without another word. 

The sound of skin slapping on skin echoes throughout the room. Every single time he thrusts in you slide away an inch and every time he pulls out, he yanks you back into place once again. Every single one hits the deepest parts of your body and intoxicates your brain even more than the alcohol you had earlier does.  

His hands don’t stop their mission either, always on you and exploring you. He knows your body more than well enough to be able to bring you pleasure, but he still treats every time you two are together as a way to further burn it into his brain. No piece of skin goes untouched- your sides, your stomach, your chest, your neck- it's all his to feel up and toy with. He, of course, doesn’t let you forget how good he can make you feel.  

It’s almost intimate in a strange sense, when one of his hands gravitates towards where you meet once again, eager to toy with you until you’re pliant and weak under his grasp. He knows how to play with your body in ways no other person could replicate. Your legs tighten up their grasp around his hips involuntarily as your body prepares itself for what his hands are about to do to you. They always end up there. There are a lot of things you could call Rinne, but one thing you cannot call him is a bad partner in bed.  

Full palm strokes quickly become more targeted, making full use of his fingers to his all the right spots on your sex. His thumb strokes the same spot over and over again making your back arch with pleasure. Your eyes flutter closed while you sit there and let him have his fun. You try to open them but all you can see are vague glimpses of red hair above you while your vision is covered in black dots. It’s swimming, both your vision and your head. The pleasure is a dizzying sensation that simultaneously tenses and relaxes your muscles. You’re filled with the want for more, more, more- 

“Gonna cum soon. You want me to fill you up?” 

His hips are stuttering just the slightest bit. It seems he’s just as much a slave to your body as you are to his. 

“In- Inside.” 

You can’t help but immediately respond, the idea too enticing to resist. Even just the thought of being even more full of him than you are now feels so right that you can’t help but lock your ankles behind his back. 

You’re prepared for him to start thrusting even harder and deeper than before when he slows almost to a complete halt. He goes quiet, deep in thought for a second. Even he doesn’t seem to be immune to the occasional tipsy introspection it seems. 

A bit of clarity returns to your brain at the break in pace “Rinne?” 

He seems to almost flinch at the call of his name, and you briefly worry that something might actually be wrong. You’re about to ask him when-  

“Kyahaha! What is it? You want my babies or something?” 

He interrupts your concerned thoughts with a cackle and annoying question. Your face fills with heat at the suggestion. The clarity in your head quickly turns to annoyance. 

“Shut up.” 

For another time that night, he complies with your demand. Not without a smug grin of course. He’s being generous in the most irritating way tonight it seems. He thrusts slow and deep to admire where his cock slides in and out of you, entranced by the way your body stretches to accommodate him. You fit him so perfectly that he sees the way your body tries desperately to cling to him and pull him back to where he belongs. 

In an instant, he’s thrusting wildly into you again. It’s aggressive and harsh, and you can just tell your thighs are going to be horribly sore in the morning. Not that you care at the moment though. The want for him to leave his mark on you burns deep in your core. He’s quick to build you back up to the mindless state you’d been in before with the way he pushes your body further and further into the mattress pressed against your back. 

It doesn’t take long for his pace to start shifting and falling out of rhythm. You can tell what’s coming next, and your thighs clamp tight around his hips. He bears further and further down onto you, until his full weight is pressed against your thighs, pinning you in place. You can feel yourself at your limit as well, just teetering on the edge, oh so close to getting your own satisfying end as he is. It hits you hard within a few moments, as does his climax as well. He traps you beneath him and, holding you as still as he can, he finishes inside. 

He’s more vocal than he’s been during the entire night while he cums. He lets out these delicious, rumbling groans against your ear that vibrate in your own chest. Every wave of pleasure in him brings another one of seed being deposited in you and another sound out of his mouth. No other word can better describe how you feel in the moment other than satisfied. Electric shocks run through your own veins with even the slightest movements he makes. He’s right where he belongs, having fucked you good and hard and now filling you up and marking you with his essence. 

After a minute of catching his breath and holding you still, he roughly grabs your jaw and smashes his face into yours. His tongue invades your mouth and gives your bodies another point of contact. You kiss back as agressively as you can muster, but you’re still no match for the intensity Rinne brings to you. Soon you’re both even more out of breath than before and you swear dots dance across your eyes even more noticeably than they did while you were in the throes of pleasure. So much so that you have to push him away before you get too lightheaded and pass out. 

Pulling away, he breathes heavily and stares at you from above, pupils completely dilated and face red and shiny. It wouldn’t be Rinne though if he weren’t quick to gather himself once again and play with you as he did earlier again. 

“How does it feel to be alllllll mine?” he smugly asks, looking down at where your hole barely hangs on to his softening cock which keeps it plugged. 

You debate your answer in your head. To stroke his ego or to egg him further... well, he has been quite well behaved tonight all things considered. 

“...Good.” You admit in a quiet voice 

Predictably, a laugh leaves him, and he gives you a crooked, smug smile.  

Slowly, he pulls his out the last bit of length he had in you, and his cum begins to ooze out, thick and creamy down your thighs. As hot as it is to see, you also know how quickly it’ll turn cold and dry on your skin. You roll over onto your stomach to get on your knees and get off the bed but are quite surprised to feel the soreness of your thighs. Of course they are, with how harsh he was being and how tightly you had clamped them around his body, it’s only natural that they be. 

You try to hide it, though Rinne is a perceptive man and quickly enough, he’s catching on to your plight and laughing at it as he does most things involving you. 

“Well, alright, you’ve been good to me tonight, so I guess I owe you a little bit of attention, huh?” He may mean his words, but the almost taunting lilt to them makes you scrunch up your nose in annoyance at him. 

You debate arguing with him, saying something, anything to defend your pride but... well, maybe Rinne isn’t all that bad a guy, and maybe you should just sit back and make him care for you while he seems to be offering. 

“You do, get me a towel and some water.” 

“Alright alright,” he smacks his thighs pointedly and stands up off the edge of the bed “I’m on it princess, no need to nag.” 

He’s annoying and irritating most of the time but in the end, Rinne is reliable and responsible. No matter what, you can at least trust that he’ll always be there to look out for you, even when it doesn’t seem like it. 

i love it when anons have good timing

[sucrows]

IBARA SAEGUSA + BREEDING (DC)

You work too closely to him and too similarly. You’re a threat, and he needs to get you out of the way and well... Drastic times call for drastic measures. 

Contains: AFAB Reader, Bottom Reader, Top Ibara, Breeding, DUBCON (Baby trapping), Manipulation, Creampie, Rough sex, Overstimulation, Fingering

Word Count: 3676

(NSFW Below Cut)

When you first cropped up, Ibara didn’t think much of you.  

Producing and being an idol at the same time is hard work- most people can’t do it. There’s few who take on both of those jobs at once for a reason. Surely, surely, you’ll wash out like many others, deciding to keep to one or another. It’s inevitable. 

But then you don’t. 

You’re organized, smart, dedicated, motivated- all the same as him, and it drives Ibara insane.  

You work too closely to him and too similarly. You’re a threat, and he needs to get you out of the way and well... Drastic times call for drastic measures. 

Ibara’s friendly to you. He makes your work easier on you. He praises you. Hell, he even helps you out on occasion. There’s nothing for you to suspect. While your work ethic makes you a threat, your naivete about other people in business makes you an easy target. You’re too trusting, too nice. You’re objectively a much nicer person than him... It’s the one thing he has above you, and it’s going to be the thing he uses to get to you. 

Over time you let him closer. Casual taps on the arm advance to the occasional shoulder pat to playfully linking arms. You talk about shared projects, then general work, then personal goals. You start to trust him more and more. It’s almost a shame, Ibara thinks. A person as nice and genuine as you are choosing this industry to work in... You deserve better.  

At least after he’s done with you it won’t be a problem anymore. 

*****

Casual friendly touches get further and further, until they begin to blur the line between what’s appropriate and what's supposed to be inappropriate for people in your stations. The first time Ibara fucks you, it’s in your dressing room after a live.  

He’d helped you with some difficult contractors for this event and he’s come to see the results. Just as you are intelligent and nice, you’re also a force to be reckoned with on stage. With adrenaline running through you, you practically throw yourself on him after he propositions you. So easy it was that Ibara almost suspected you might’ve been leading him into a trap instead but no, nothing. Once again, you display a naivete that others in the industry have long learned to do without. 

You whined and moaned from his movements. He curled his fingers in you, toyed with your chest, told you dirty things, made you taste him, made you take him- everything he could think of. He made notes of every little thing that made you crumble for future reference. The only problem was the way you insisted on a condom... It was good and he enjoyed it but... he’s a man on a mission, and this mission allows for no personal pleasure seeking or sentimentality. Ibara knows what he needs to get done for his and Eden’s career. 

It only escalates in frequency. You can now recall times when he locked your door and he, the Ibara Saegusa, threw himself onto his knees in front of your office chair. You’ve hidden away in his office and been pressed up against his windows at night in the dark. You can now expect to find at least one article of your clothing to be permanently hidden within his own. You’re now sure that there’s probably at least one of his shirts hiding in your laundry at any point in time. 

You might never have had “the talk” but with not only the physicality of everything, but the other interactions between you too? It’s hard for you to describe your relationship as just friends with benefits. You trust him and as far as you know, he trusts you. Why would you ever have a reason to suspect his intentions? 

You don’t question him, and he moves on with his plan. Condoms are just so uncomfortable... how about pulling out? If it’s too risky you can use spermicide or something? What about ovulation tests and tracking your cycle? Come on, don’t you think it’ll feel better too...?  

Slowly your hesitation wanes as do your complaints about wanting to use protection. Ibara’s right, there are other forms of birth control. If you’re ever really desperate, there’s even Plan B. You trust him... He would never do something to risk one of your careers. 

*****

It’s been long enough. 

A big awards event has just happened, and both of your units won in the categories you were nominated for. The night had been filled with celebration and joy and the slightest bit of champagne. You now head back to your apartment... or you pretend to, before heading to a hotel Ibara texted you. 

It’s a golden opportunity and he has full intentions of taking advantage of it. 

Within the privacy of the hotel, there’s nothing keeping you from each other. The door is barely closed before you feel yourself pushed up against it. Ibara’s mouth is immediately on your own, harshly biting your lip and trying to coax you open. Your reaction is immediate. Complete submission to his whims. With your mouth open there’s no hesitation for his tongue to enter your mouth, tangling with your own and stealing your breath away. The taste of the fancy drinks has long faded away but just being in his presence starts to make you feel drunker than any alcohol could ever make you. 

His hands explore you; they already know every ridge and bump and weak spot- both the ones that make you crumple in pleasure and pain- but he still moves them with as much interest as your first time together. The contrast between his hands drives you insane when one insists on pushing you against the wall while the other one tries to pull your hips closer.  

You can’t help but raise a leg to wrap around Ibara’s hips and he immediately takes it and pulls it upwards. Before you know it, both of your legs are pressed up to your chest and you’re trapped between the man and the wall. He finally moves on from your mouth and you don’t know how he’s not panting like you are now. His mouth just explores lower to your neck. No marks can be left there because of your careers, but he can already anticipate how the future months will break down that excuse. For now, he can just kiss and nip at it, not quite as intense as he would like, but satisfying enough to move on for now. 

He pulls his head back and stares at you. The sight from your perspective is enticing to say the least. His face flushed from your making out, the hotel light shining from somewhere behind him that gives him a halo, his messy hair and clothes that hint at your shared actions... 

Ibara smirks at your staring, letting you bask in him for a few moments, then continues his plan. He already has you in his arms, all it takes for him to carry you to bed is to shift your weight and walk a few steps over. You yelp in surprise at the sudden action- he’s not exactly the largest guy, it’s much too easy to forget the amount of training he does. You flop onto the bed and bounce a bit from the drop. It’s his turn now to stare, standing between your parted legs. Admiring all the same things you did for him. 

He briefly stares at you in contemplation. You’re so excited for this... little do you know of his plans. The way he intends to ravage you tonight. The way he wants to keep going at it with you until there’s no chance you aren’t going to be carrying his child. The way he wants to knock you up and watch you get fat and useless over the course of months... 

He practically lunges for your waistband, pulling off your pants and underwear in one go. Ibara’s waited so long for this, he needs it, needs to finally take you. He grasps at your top next, yanking it off as well. It’s astounding how practiced this is, you truly are just in the palm of his hand. 

He can immediately see that you’re dripping wet but he’s not going to go straight for your hole, no, he wants you more desperate before he does that. He drags a finger between your folds to gather up some slick, then brings his fingers slightly upwards to rub around the area he knows your clit should be. The move is so familiar to him by now, another carefully memorized part of the plan he’s executing. He carefully massages the area until he finds that certain spot that makes you inhale sharply. Having found his target, he smiles. 

It’s very sudden that his hands move faster. While the one he’s now placed at your chest to play with your nipples is quite pleasant, the feeling of his aggressive stimulation of your clit makes you nearly squeal. You resist the urge to clamp your legs shut around Ibara’s hand and instead just close your eyes. The darkness makes your body just that much more sensitive than before.  

“What a whore... acting like this.” 

He stops briefly to slap your clit and your legs shake more and more with the strain of not moving. 

You whine at Ibara’s harsh words, not gone enough yet to fully avoid protesting. He gathers up more slick onto his fingers before continuing to pleasure you once again. Though, you quickly note that now he’s reaching for your clit with his thumb, and now two of his fingers wait just outside of your hole. He massages once again until your clit is located once again and, pressing down onto it, slides his fingers inside.  

Ibara smiles at the way you thrash your head, resisting the urge to move but desperately wanting to do so. “What would your fans think if they saw you like this...?” 

You want to respond to his words, but the moment your open your mouth he begins to pump his fingers in and out of you, stimulating your clit all the while. Instead of any complaint, a pitchy moan is what leaves instead. He nearly laughs at the flustered expression you make. 

“Hm, how unprofessional. I expected better from you.” 

Every single one of his words makes your face burn hotter. Though disheveled, he’s still fully clothed. Meanwhile you lay completely bare on your back, legs open for him to do whatever he wants. There’s a tinge of insulting truth to his words as he continues to pleasure you. He moves his hand faster. Every time he pulls his hand out and back in again, it brushes roughly against your clit. Now when his fingers are fully in, he’s taking a moment to curl them before he straightens them and pulls them out once more. The pleasure is so intense. He truly has learned every weak spot... 

You feel so hot, like you're burning up inside. You can’t help but moan and whine out pathetic little sounds while Ibara works you harder and harder. The pressure on your clit and the fingers in your cunt being exactly what you need. You can feel your orgasm creeping up on you and you desperately reach out for his free arm. You want him closer to you- No- you need him closer to you. You desperately want to feel the warmth of his body close to yours. To your shock though, all he does is slap your hand away and tsk at you. 

“So close already? You do know we aren’t stopping anytime soon?” He chides. 

Despite implying he wants you to last longer, he doesn’t give you one second to cool off. You would beg for him if you could muster the breath to speak words or the brain to form them in the first place. The pleasure is too good and it’s too hot and the way he feels- 

You let out an embarrassingly loud moan as you finally cum, breathy cries of “Ibara-!” being cut off by pathetic little whines. Every time his thumb brushes your clit it’s a wave of pleasure that makes your stomach tense and every push of his fingers into your cunt makes you feel so whole you can’t help but moan. He works your body so easily, playing with all its sweet spots with no hesitation. He’s also moved his other hand to your hip. The thumb of that hand pushes into the bone there and holds you down every time you thrash into his hand. 

His hands seem to calm their efforts as you ride out the waves and begin to come down again. Until suddenly, he shifts his weight, and his hand slaps your folds once again. You yelp and your legs jump up, but he’s already begun again. He roughly moves your hips upwards and stands in close, once again going for your clit. He slides his wet fingers up from your hole and rubs you with the added lubrication. You’re still oversensitive from having just come and his actions immediately get you going again. 

He looks amused when you let out a long whine. “So easy...” 

Ibara’s rubbing gets more and more passionate and before long you feel yourself caving once again. You thrash your head to the side and he doesn’t stop. You moan out his name and he doesn’t stop. Your hips twitch and all he does is hold you still so he can keep going.  

You’re about to come again when, to your surprise, something slips into your hole. The penetration is the last push you need before you come again. As you look down with hazy eyes you see him finally splitting you open and the visual of it makes you throw your head back and embrace the feeling. It pulses all through your body, starting at your core then reaching all up your spine.  

You once again expect a break, but you also can’t bring yourself to be surprised when he starts immediately thrusting into you. He does a few slow, deep ones, before he feels you fully prepared and starts to truly go at it. 

“How shameful. Do you even see yourself right now?” He degrades you while he starts to speed up. The contrast between you two only grows stronger. The only piece of clothing he has removed is his blazer, having only unzipped and buttoned his pants to bring out his cock. Meanwhile you sit entirely debauched, lower half leaking slick and upper half redder than ever before. 

Ibara smirks at your staring. “Can’t even respond to me anymore I see.” 

You open your mouth to do so, but he cruelly grabs your nipples between his fingers and squeezes, making you only squeak instead. 

“That’s alright.” He rolls the buds and watches you whimper. “Whores don’t need to speak anyways.” 

He pushes your legs further apart and thrusts into you harder, finally fully getting onto the bed. The sound of his hips slapping against yours echoes through the room. The room is full of the scent of sex and the sounds of your copulation.  

Your brain already felt hazy from the orgasms, but his refusal to give you even a second of a break makes your further lose yourself. Right now, you want nothing more than him- whatever it is that he’ll give you. Ibara’s cock in you is so heavy and the pressure is so delicious and his hands that roam wherever they please leave a burning trail of desire in you. You squirm and try to move your hips against him, doing your best to meet his every move even though you’re stuck underneath him.  

He seems amused at your mindless thrusting but if you were more aware... you might’ve even spotted a hint of a scheme in his eyes. Nonetheless, he grants you the pleasure you seek and returns his hand to your clit. He goes back to his old maneuvers. You’re just so weak underneath him... weak to his handling of you and weak to his attitude towards you. So, so naïve.  

Your next orgasm takes you by surprise, you were simply enjoying his movements and suddenly all your muscles feel full of too much energy and the sensation of pleasure courses through your body once again. You squirm against his body, feeling overly sensitive. 

Ibara feels you clench around him and takes the opportunity to push your legs right up to your shoulders. Your weight is suddenly being supported by your upper back and you would recognize this as a mating press if you weren’t so focused on the way he’s fucking you. Your body is still throwing at you pleasure but now it’s electric whipping through you instead of smooth waves. You half-heartedly kick at him from the feeling, but he growls and sturdies his grip on your leg.  

The way you look is so erotic that Ibara would usually commentate on it as he had earlier, but even he can feel himself being lost to pleasure. You alternate between squirming against him and laying back while moaning and whining. You’re entirely brainless in the exact way he had planned for you to be. He’s getting closer and closer to completing his goal and something in the back of his brain is screaming in excitement. 

He pushes your legs further and now your weight is all practically on your shoulders. It makes all the blood in your body rush to your head. He thrusts harder and harder, knowing exactly where this is heading... the point of inevitability where nothing would be able to go back to normal.  

You’re already such a mess underneath him but he can’t help the urge to angle his thrusts upwards and play with your chest once again. You squeal in exactly the way he wants you to. You’re too brainless to think, to protest, to care. All you can think about is the pleasure you’re feeling right now. Ibara’s always been a very generous partner, but today he’s combining everything he’s ever done to you at once. All the sensations going on in your head and body make you think Ibara, Ibara, Ibara-! 

He’s reaching his limit. The adrenaline coursing through him is overwhelming all his senses. A sense of intense excitement at how he’s actually about to do this- actually try to impregnate you- so strong that his face grows into a smile even though he’s panting. He hardly even notices how hard he’s breathing.  

You’re squealing at him and squeezing around him. Your face is outright lewd with its expressions, and he can’t hold back anymore. He pushes in as deeply as he can and grinds there, feeling himself letting go. His balls are firm against you, where they twitch and pump you as full as possible. His own pleasure hits him hard but he does his best to maintain the momentum of his hands. He can’t have you noticing what he’s doing now, he needs you drunk on your own pleasure. 

Right up against your cervix- Your womb, egg, walls- everything gets covered in white as it flows in deep, aided by the mating press. His sperm reaches everywhere it can inside you. The cum fills you up to the point of overflowing. You haven’t had a session together in a while and he’s been holding off until he could see you again. This plan was long in the making, and it's finally coming to fruition, with you hopefully bearing the actual fruit of it.  

As Ibara’s orgasm tapers off he gives a few more half-hearted thrusts, trying to milk the last of his seed out. He looks down in pride at the sight of white seeping out along the sides of where his cock is dipped into your hole.  

Your babbling is dying down and you just cover your face with your arms, completely overwhelmed. You’re almost entirely limp and cock-drunk. Ibara had worked you into another orgasm while he finally completed his own- not that you’d noticed- and now you wanted nothing more than to rest. As he lets down your legs, you easily slide onto your side and curl in on yourself. 

Ibara steps back and looks at his hard work. His cum is now escaping your hole, trickling down the curve of your thighs. The back of them being bright red from how hard his hips had hit them and glistening from the amount of slick that had drooled on them throughout your fucking.  

Even with his carefully tracking your cycle, giving you teas and foods meant to increase your fertility, pushing you into a mating press, there’s still a chance it won’t take now... but the likelihood is that it did. There’s a good chance that in the last few minutes, he had just knocked you up. Your fates and futures might now be more closely intertwined than ever before... 

And the thought of that drives Ibara wild. 

He immediately feels himself growing hard again. He wants it so desperately that everything in him screams to jump on you again. It screams to follow his instincts and mark you as his own, claim you as a mate. You’ve been so kind and trusting and talented- there's no better option than you to carry his spawn. He needs to take this opportunity to secure his heir- 

He pushes your thighs apart and positions him behind you. You’re practically dead weight and all you do is whimper at his touch. 

It might not have taken, but that’s okay. He’ll just have to keep going tonight. Keep fucking you dumb and brainless and pliant for him. Keep coming inside and filling you up with his seed. Keep holding you down and proving himself as a proper mate for you. 

He gathers his cum on his cock, and slides back in, ready to make you take if you haven’t already. 

this was written to hyperpop does it show

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Arashi narukami please let me put the strap in PLEASE

yeah sure i'm into it. lets go arashi fuckers lets go

ARASHI NARUKAMI + PEGGING (Drabble)

Drabble cont: Unspecified reader, Anal Sex, Pegging, Established relationship,

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It's not often that your girlfriend treats you like a toy but when it does happen, it's not like you to have any complain about it.

You lay on your back as Arashi pops the head of your strap into her hole. This is your favorite part- the initial penetration where you slide into her for the first time. Her rim stretches around the intrusion just like it does earlier for her own fingers and your bodies become joined together in the most intimate way. The very sight makes you want more, to utterly ruin her for anyone else.

A gentle thrust into her get another inch sliding in and she whines in delight. You're practiced enough with this dildo in particular to be able to hit her sweetspots almost every single time. Her hole offers little resistance.

Her body wants you just as much as her heart does based on how easily you slip in the last few inches. She sits on your lap with her own cock fully erect and dripping precum. It slides down her shaft and balls before coming to rest on your stomach. Absolutely adorable how she responds to even the smallest bit of stimulation to her prostate.

So transfixed on the sight of where you are joined makes you startle when she reaches for your face to caress you. She smiles sweetly at you... Oh, this is going to be a fun night for sure.

Wordlessly, she begins to ride you, sure to use you until she's satisfied.

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Finally my time has come !

May I request a drabble with Leo >×> ? AFAB!Reader with dom!Leo

ok im sorry this ended up not having like, any dom/sub dynamics but hey its Leo and it's cute so good enough?

LEO TSUKINAGA + FIRST TIME (462 words)

Drabble Cont: Vaginal Sex, Virgin Reader, Established Relationship

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It’s quite easy to feel comfortable with Leo, even in bed, it’s never an awkward or stressful situation. Even now, with you splayed out on your bed on your back beneath him, you feel at ease. Even though this is a new situation for you... it feels... right to be where you are now. 

The final barrier of clothing between you two has already been shed and knowing how Leo is, you expected him to rush in to take you. Yet he doesn’t, instead, he kisses you passionately another time before pulling away. He rubs his length in between your folds, his deliberation surprising you. 

For a second, a flash of a serious emotion crosses his face but just as quickly as it arrives, it leaves. He’s immediately looking back up at you with an excited expression within a second.  

“Do you waaaaaant meeeee?” He asks in a teasing tone of voice, playfully drawing out the end of his sentence as he smiles. 

Your face flushes with heat, but you nod anyways. 

Not good enough for him it seems. “Do you reaaaaaally want me?” 

You force yourself to meet his eyes before you continue speaking. They’re beautiful, glittering green and full of just so so much love. 

“I... want you.” 

He grins in a way some might find annoying, but you find endearing. This teasing is his way of checking in on you, and you appreciate it more than words can express. 

“...Are you ready?” he whispers into your ear. 

He treats you so delicately. Even though it’s obvious how aroused he is right now, he still cares about you much more than an outsider might think. Leo is a person who cares a lot, even though many don’t realize it. He’s a sweet man and in this moment, you can’t think of anyone else you might ever want to do this with. 

“I’m ready.” 

With a nod, he pushes in.  

It’s a strange sensation, having something in you for the first time but... it’s not bad. It’s a pressure in your pelvis that while not uncomfortable, it’s most definitely unfamiliar. He takes his time to slide in all the way but honestly, you’re so wet by all the foreplay he put you through first that he probably could have gone all the way almost immediately.  

“Feeling good?” 

You pause and think about your answer before nodding your head ‘Yes’ at him. He grins stupidly wide and leans in to kiss you once again. 

Being with Leo can never be a mistake. No matter how others may see him or perceive him, he’s the one you want. You’re more than happy to give him your first time like this and he’s more than happy to make it a good experience for you. 

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HIYORI TOMOE + MATING CYCLES (547 Words)

Prompt: Mating Cycles + "You can take it" Drabble Cont: GN Reader, Beta Reader, Alpha Hiyori, Mating Cycles/Rut, Knotting, Dacryphilia, Creampie, slight Breeding Kink, slight Dubcon

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Hiyori’s voice is equally sickly sweet and breathless as he croons at you. It’s painful and it burns where he’s trying to force his knot into your hole. It won’t fit, you can already tell, but he doesn’t stop pushing and cooing at you even though he hears your pained whimpers.  

“Come on, just loosen up, you’re almost there...” 

 His voice trails off into a breathy moan and he gives another harsh rut against you. His knot slips in just the tiniest bit more with every movement but the pain doesn’t get any lesser. You look up at him with teary eyes and shake your head to no avail- He doesn’t even acknowledge it and pushes even harder.  

The thickest part of the knot starts to press harshly against you. You haven’t even gotten over the worst of it yet. Fresh, hot tears burn as they slide down your face and you have half a mind to tell him to knock it off... but you can’t bring yourself to do so. You’re not an omega- no, you’re quite the proud beta actually- but you’ve always fantasized of the way it would feel to take his knot. From the moment you got together with him, you knew that it may happen. What could be more delicious than feeling that inside you? Feeling him give into his own instincts to ravish you and fill you up?  

Hiyori coos at you even more when you whine louder. For once, his attitude of faux-sympathy seems to actually have faded away and left him doing his best to comfort his mate.  

“You can take it.” 

… You’re at your limit. You can’t. No, it’s too much. It won’t go any further and you’re sure of it. You’re not made for this and you open your mouth to tell him to stop but then- 

His knot slips in. 

The relief is instant. Both you and him gasp when it finally does. Immediately he starts peppering kisses all over your face, whispering praises at you while he grinds his knot against the inside of your body. It feels... good. Oh so good. The pressure inside of you is delicious and the bulbous flesh presses perfectly against all your sweet spots. His grinding makes you want to squirm in pleasure at the stimulation, but even the smallest bit of movement of your behalf reminds you: You’re tied together. 

His kisses make their way down your neck and before you know it, he’s biting into the side of your neck in an attempt to claim you. Sharp teeth pierce your skin and just as you feel him break skin, you also feel his cock twitch and begin to cum inside of you. 

Hiyori lets out a breathy moan as he stills with his hips pressed against your own. The pressure in your body is already intense and his cum starts to fill up the little empty space remaining inside your hole. His seed seeps deeper and deeper, seeking out a place to take. Just the thought of it doing so is enough to have you moaning in pleasure and grinding further down onto the base of his cock. 

This isn’t what your body was made for, but it’s the most satisfying thing you’ve ever experienced anyway. 

[sucrows]

may i request kaoru with a dry humping prompt?

KAORU HAKAZE + DRY HUMPING (477)

Drabble Cont: GN Reader, Making Out, Dry Humping, No Penetration

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His waist trapped between your legs; Kaoru pulls away from your mouth to groan as he grinds against your body. It’s so easy to get him desperate for your body. A few flirty words here, a teasing gesture there, and he’s putty in your hands.  

He surges forward once again to capture your lips in another kiss. You part your lips, and he does in turn, quickly making the both of you fall into another make out session. Your legs tighten around him and soon, you’re falling into a rhythm. He thrusts his hips into your own over and over again, every time, the feeling makes your legs twitch and pull him in closer. It’s hot, almost overwhelmingly so, and it only gets hotter with every passing second. 

The heat becomes too much, and you pull away from Kaoru. He looks briefly confused before his eyes light up at the sight of you pulling your shirt off over your head. He grabs it and pulls it the final length off your arms and quickly throws it somewhere behind him. 

Immediately, he’s eager to go at it again, pressing a quick kiss to your lips before you push him away. Once again, he seems a bit confused 

“Something wrong?” 

You huff playfully at him and tug at the hem of his shirt. 

“Take yours off!” 

The confusion on his face gives to amusement. He smiles and pulls away to comply. 

“Of course~.” 

Kaoru is always an impressive sight but having him like this, hovering over you, pulling his shirt off over his head, well... you can’t complain to say the least. With his arms above his head, it’s easy to catch a good look at the toned expanse of his body and looking further down, you can also catch a glimpse of how turned on he is as well. 

He’s not quite at the point of leaking through his pants but you’re sure that his boxes beneath that are probably soiled with precum. The mere thought drives you to reach over to pull at the waistband of his pants. 

“These too” 

“As well?” He chuckles “Whatever you want.” 

He has to stand up and move away from you in order to pull down his pants and kick off the legs, but it’s worth it when you see exactly what you expected underneath them: his erection straining against the fabric and precum staining where his tip presses against his boxers. As he returns to his spot between your legs, you reach over to press your fingers against the wet spot. It’s warm and his hips twitch the moment you come into contact with it.  

Satisfied, you lean back and drag Kaoru back down with you, pressing his hips right between your legs; Ready to continue enjoying his body and let him enjoy yours in turn. 

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uplloading this one in 2 parts because i got a bit carried away with writing HiMERU's half oopsies. also listing this as AFAB reader because that's what I meant to imply, but there's never actually any genitals specified 👍

1. Trying to impregnate their s/o  7. In rut, with an insatiable urge to breed  (AFAB READER)

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HiMERU knows his cycle like the back of his hand, and he always makes sure to take his suppressants on time to avoid the brunt of his instincts. What happened this time? How is he so suddenly overcome with the need to breed? He locks himself into a random room in the CosPro offices and debates his options. He needs to get back to his apartment and get out of the square but… the only way to do so would be through getting someone to help him, and there’s no way he wants to call someone over just for that! Ibara is supposed to be busy most of the day, but maybe if HiMERU texts him for assistance, he’ll get back to HiMERU eventually to provide an alternative. Yes, yes that sounds good. In the meantime, he’ll just have to survive being alone in a random empty conference room.

Of course, things never go as planned. When HiMERU hadn’t shown up to your agreed upon meeting time, you got a bit concerned. You sent him a text and while he read it, he mysteriously did not respond. Well, he was already in the office building to your knowledge, seeking him out shouldn’t be too hard of a mission. Soon enough, you find yourself pointed down the last hall someone saw him walking down. You freeze when you walk in a certain room and find HiMERU, looking like more of a disaster than you’ve ever seen him before. Between the feral glint in his eye and the sweat dripping down his skin, it hardly takes a moment before the word “Rut” flashes through your brain.

While he tries to convince you to leave, he knows his fate is sealed from the moment he lays his eyes on you. Every muscle in his body aches with the need to feel you, and he can’t help but pounce on the opportunity to take you once you make the first move. From the way he literally rips off some of your layers and mouths at your neck, you already know you’re in for a treat.

Even with his rut-muddled brain, he still takes the time to prepare you for what's to come. He gathers some of his saliva on his own fingers and his hand slides down between your legs. Wrapping one arm around your middle to bend you over, he pulls your hips back into his own where you can just feel how hard he is in his pants. Soon, his patience runs out, and he finally ends up pulling down his own pants and lining himself up to you.

He pushes in all the way with one movement. You may be horny and prepped, but it’s still a lot to take someone like that all at once. HiMERU freezes at the sound of a whimper leaving your lips, clarity briefly filling his brain. There’s a few seconds where he does nothing but then suddenly, you feel his lips nibbling on the side of your neck once again, occasionally pulling back just the slightest bit to whisper small praises at you for taking him so well. Before long he has you shuddering in anticipation again and he decides to cut the last thread of self-control he has.

Whereas before he spoke in sweet, soft tones, now the only thing that leaves his mouth are growling, rough sounds. Every thrust echoes throughout the room with the force he’s using to hilt himself in you over and over again. Prolonging his suffering while preparing you riled him up even further than he was before- and you love it. His hands are rough both to the touch and with the way he’s using them to keep a vice grip on your hips, his body is leaning over yours and is slowly beginning to push harder and harder against your back, pushing you down onto a desk. You doubt your ability to stop him now even if you for some reason wanted to.

His instincts show no sign of releasing their grip on HiMERU as he gets closer and closer to his peak. Once again, you aren’t complaining, but knowing him, you’d expect him to pull out before knotting you… right?

If anything, he gets rougher, more eager as his knot starts to form. If you didn’t know any better, you’d assume he’s really trying to knot you full of his kids. The bulbous flesh at the base of his cock starts to catch every time he tries to pull back and soon, he won’t be able to do so at all anymore. If you could see his eyes, you’re sure they’d be hazy and unfocused with the need to breed. It’s all something so unlike the HiMERU you’re used to…Maybe you should be a bit concerned? Maybe you should speak up and ask if he’s certain of what it seems he’s about to do, after all, there might not be any backing out once you’re tied together…

You open your mouth to speak, but the words “-are you sure?” have hardly left your mouth when he nearly snarls at you and buries himself in you as deep as he can go, answering your question with his actions. His knot inflates to its full girth and your insides start to flood with his seed, hot and heavy and with nowhere to go other than further inside you.

Perhaps he’ll regret it later, perhaps you will too, but for now, his instincts are appeased.

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JUN SAZANAMI + MARATHON SEX

You're quite the enticing sight and Jun just can't resist. Just one more round?

Contains: AFAB Reader, Bottom Reader, Top Jun, Marathon Sex, Rough Sex, Creampies, Marking, Overstimulation, Implied Breeding

Word Count: 838

(NSFW UNDER CUT)

Jun stares, panting as he slowly pulls out of you. Even after having released so many times and being so lubricated by the combination of your fluids, the grip you have on him makes him want nothing more than to start pounding into you all over again. You've both been going at it for so long already, it's about time to stop... Though, looking down between your legs.... he may be softening, but a string of liquid still connects him to your hole... a sheen of spend glistens on both his cock and your hole... 

“...Sorry about this.” 

You look up at him in surprise, wondering what he’s apologizing for, before he harshly plunges back into you. He sheathes himself fully and grinds forward. His teeth immediately find their place back by your collar, sharply nipping at every square inch of skin. His cock creates a pressure inside you where it rubs against your cervix and the hot feeling of his pelvis against yours intensifies every feeling. The air between you two seems to just get hotter and heavier by the minute, reaching a new peak after every round you’ve done so far. 

Once he fully hardens up again, he starts thrusting again without a word, leaving your moans to fill the air. Jun aims his hips for the spots that pitch your voice up just the slightest bit, then goes harder and harder on them to match your sounds. He snakes an arm around your neck to hold your face close to his just so he can hear you better and nibble on your own ears.  

Can you even orgasm again with how many times you’ve already done so? The pleasure is a hazy, wispy experience as uncertain as your eyes’ ability to focus. He’s hitting all the right spots inside of you, but the spots are all already so abused by his cock already...  

As if he hears your thoughts, a feral grin crosses his face and he bites harshly at your throat to distract you. While you’re too busy stretching your neck to make space for him, Jun reaches his hand down between your legs and begins to rub just above where your bodies meet. Your legs had gone a bit limp from the pounding, but they immediately jump to squeeze him between your thighs at the feeling of pure electric pleasure coursing through you. Squeaks and whines replace your previous moans with the movements of his hands. 

Jun’s thrusts push his hand harder into you and harder into your clit. The pressure is almost painful at times but the rubs against the pearl there flood the area with its stimulation. It combined with the way his cock pushes in and out and the feeling of his teeth roaming all over your upper chest... you can feel yourself letting go for the nth time tonight. 

You hadn’t even been paying attention to Jun’s responses, but you’re not surprised when you hear him groan and grind in you as deep as he can reach. His own climax floods your insides with his seed once again. It perfectly fills you up and coats everything with a white sheen. You both still in the aftermath of your releases, simply basking in the glow. The arm behind your head angles its hand to gently caress your face while he places soft kisses to the blooming marks on your chest. The satisfaction of being cared for both physically and emotionally by this man lets the afterglow shine even brighter and you can’t help but smile and nuzzle your own face into his hair as much as you can. 

He hums at your breath on his head. He removes his lips from the marks he left to kiss all along your face. From your chin to your jaw to your cheeks to your forehead. The feeling has you giggling at him and squirming slightly. You’re enjoying yourself and his kisses until he stops. 

Suddenly, he pulls out and thrusts into you again, your squirming having turned him on once more. Insatiable, is he? You yelp in surprise as he sits upright once again and drags your by your thighs closer to him. 

“Jun-!” 

Before you know it, he’s flipped you over onto your stomach, sliding his way back into your drooling hole. You don’t even have the time to complain before one of his hands presses you down into the mattress by your shoulder. You can practically hear the stupid smile on his face when he speaks. 

“Heh, sorry again.” 

He begins thrusting, immediately going for a faster pace than earlier. How many times is he going to go? How many times are both of you going to finish? There’s no answer in sight, knowing him, he’ll keep on going and going until he can’t anymore. Until both of your bodies give out from exhaustion and you both just brace yourselves for when it’s time to go again. 

Well, you might as well enjoy the ride until you break then, huh? 

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YUZURU FUSHIMI + FANTASIES

You know he has the capability of taking over, of dominating you... How much more will it take for him to break, you wonder. It can’t be long now... 

Contains: GN Reader, Teasing, Blowjobs, Handjobs, Cumplay, Video taking, Overstimulation, Dumbification, Slight Degradation, Implied Sadism

Word Count: 1217

(NSFW UNDER CUT)

The video plays, and the sounds of Yuzuru’s pathetic cries echo out from it. 

It shows him, laid out on his back with his dick still coated in his own spend, your free hand running up and down his body smearing the cum all over his skin. The video pans downwards to focus between his legs and the sight of your hand returns, grabbing and squeezing his base. 

Yuzuru loudly moans, it’s a pitchy sound unlike his usual voice. Soon, your own joins him tauntingly. 

“Come on, say it again. What do you want to do to me?” 

The flash turns on and his cock glistens in the light. The sight of more precum already pooling at the tip while the shaft is still slick from before is so erotic... 

“I want to- Ah!” His voice is audible from off the screen but pauses when you give his cock another squeeze. “Want to- to take you- to- Hah!” 

He moans once again, and you can see his abs flex above his cock as you get harsher with your movements. 

“- To pin you down and-” He stops once again to whine. “-and cum all over you and- and- mark you- and hit you- Hn- and- and use you-!” 

He trails off in a loud moan and soon after, you can spy him releasing all over his tensed stomach, tarnishing it with even more cum than what was already spread across it. You try to continue pleasuring him and pulling more confessions, but from there on the only sounds he makes are nonsensical babbling that sounds almost like begging. 

The video ends. 

You sit behind your lover, arms reaching over his shoulders and your hands holding your phone in front of his face. He sits stock-still as you retract your arms from above his shoulders and instead wrap them around his waist. 

Unbuttoning his pants, you can already sense him wanting to apologize for his words in embarrassment or to contradict him somehow. But you know what you want, and you have your plans as for how to get it. 

“Did you hear yourself?” 

He flinches but opens his mouth to respond. You can already tell it’s not going to be what you want so you bring up a hand to place a finger in front of his mouth. You pull his half-hard cock out and give it a solid pump. 

“You really want me that bad... so why don’t you just take me?” 

He swallows audibly and thrusts slightly up into your hand. You smirk and wait for him to respond. 

“Of course, how would you like-” 

“No Yuzuru.” You intentionally cut him off. 

He looks over his shoulder at you in confusion. 

“How do you want me?” 

Sex with Yuzuru is always about you. While it feels great and all, it doesn’t give you the satisfaction of knowing you’ve also done your duty as a partner. Even when he is rougher, it’s always only upon your request. He almost always gives into your whims and wants, pleasuring you exactly the way you ask. 

But he never requests the same of you. 

You play with his cock some more while you talk, and he does his best to maintain his composure. Predictably, when he responds, it reflects what you already know and not the pleading you got out of him before. 

“In any way you would like me t-” 

“-Yuzuru...” 

You cut him off once again and pull your hands once away. His eyes flash at you once more and you pull your chest away from his back. 

“Come on... don’t you want to use me?” 

Instead of answering, he looks away in shame. Face quickly turning bright red but his cock twitching. 

You push away some more and slide off the bed, falling to your knees in front of him. Quickly, you return to playing with his shaft and gently fondling his balls. 

“The way you described it, what you wanted to do to me...” 

You speak, bringing your face right up to his cock and letting it rest upon your cheek. Looking up at him gives you a glorious sight. His eyes are bright and intense, the fuchsia of them burning into your soul with his face a shade of red you seldom see on him. 

“... it almost sounded like you wanted to treat me like a whore.” 

He almost gasps when you say that. His eyes widen even further at your words.  

“I could never-!” 

You squeeze the base of his shaft- just like you did in the video- and he lets out his first proper moan of the night. You smile as you continue to stroke his length and speak dirty words at him. 

“But it’s what you said, isn’t it?” 

You narrow your eyes at him but give his head a little kiss, licking up the first bead of precum coming from it. He breathes heavily while he tries to speak. 

You laugh internally. Oh, how he’s falling right into saying what you want him to now... 

“I... I apologize-” 

“But isn’t it what you want? Is that not how you want to treat me?” 

Just as you expected, he elects to remain silent; An admission of guilt. 

You mouth all along the side of his cock. Sloppy, gentle kisses slicking it with your saliva. A couple of pumps finish the job to completely lube it up. You can feel and see his thighs twitching around you. There’s only so much of this gentle touching he can take before he starts to crave more. 

“Do it then. Call me one.” 

His cock jumps in interest but he still gives another, almost scandalized gasp. 

“I- I shouldn’t disresp-” 

“Yuzuru...” 

He’s so close to giving in. Every breath shakes his body, and his cock is almost red with how much blood as rushed to it now. Your ministrations, mostly soft but punctuated by sudden roughness, have worked him up to full hardness. Your words are almost like torture to his ears, suggesting such dirty things to him- no, such tempting things to him. 

“...please?” 

You look up at him with the widest eyes possible, willing them as much you can to water and tear up.  

His eyes dart between you and elsewhere almost frantically, desperately searching for the words to respond. The internal struggle is so obvious on him, the look on his face combined with drooling of his head onto your cheek is quite enticing. You know he has the capability of taking over, of dominating you... How much more will it take for him to break, you wonder. It can’t be long now... 

You bring your face to suckle on his tip briefly, filling your mouth with more pre. You swallow it loudly before continuing and he holds his breath. 

“I want you...!” 

You whine and tilt your head, brushing it against his cock. You continue to pump the shaft and he can do nothing but watch while more and more of his precum oozes onto your face... a drop slipping down to your jawline and dripping off leaving a trail for more of his essence to follow... 

“I’m your whore, now please...” 

He holds his breath, unable to tear his gaze away from you. 

“Use me like one.” 

He snaps. 

thank you anon and hifumiya for your service (thirsting in my askbox)

[sucrows]

NAZUNA NITO + DRESSING ROOM

It’s so easy to make him lose himself even though he tries to maintain an image of innocence. He acts so sweet, and most people don’t see past it. But you do. You’ve seen how desperate he can get

Contains: GN Reader, Semi-public sex, Handjobs, Light cumplay, Established relationship

Word Count: 1637

(NSFW UNDER CUT)

"We can't do this here...!" 

"And why not?" 

You and Nazuna are alone in a dressing room, you'd dragged him onto your lap without complaint but now that you're trying to wiggle your hands under his clothes, he hesitates. He’s flushed a bright red from an intense make-out session you two have had in a break during a shoot.  

“What if... someone finds out?”  

He pouts slightly. His lower lip juts out just the slightest bit and you can see how deliciously swollen it is and how it’s still damp with your saliva... There’s no way you aren’t going to try getting in his pants right now.  

“How would they?” 

“I don’t know! What if they hear us or we leave a mess or something?” 

He hides his face behind his hands while he speaks. He’s acting much too cute for what your conversation is about. 

You rub your hands along his sides and squeeze them. He makes a cute little squeak at the touch.  

“Think you can’t be quiet?” 

Nazuna peeks at you between his fingers, and you can see his resolve slowly breaking at your insistence.  

“I can! It’s just... what if?” 

You smile at him and squeeze again. You’re not quite against the idea of others knowing of your actions, but you understand his worries, nonetheless. 

“If you can then let's do it, we won’t leave a mess, don’t worry about that.” 

He looks at you for a few seconds and you briefly think he might turn you down, then he turns away and gives you the smallest, most embarrassed nod possible. His tiny hands pull up his shirt and begin to unbutton the bottom few. 

Your smile grows wider at the permission, and you immediately go lower at the button on his pants. His hips push upwards to try and help you pull them down, but it also conveniently lets you feel just how hard he already is under the fabric. It’s almost pitiful how much he’s into this considering how hesitant he was to give in. 

You drag down his pants and underwear down at once and immediately his cock is visible, hardening under your gaze. Nazuna’s face gets redder by the second. One of his hands holds his shirt out of the way while the other now lies clasped over his mouth. He glares at you, waiting for your touch. 

 “Come on...! Do it...!” 

You laugh at him but reach for his length nonetheless.  

“Impatient much?” 

It’s immediate that Nazuna thrusts up into your hand. He whimpers at his own movement, and you hold your hand still while he continues to fuck it. He drops his shirt to brace himself on your shoulder instead. His cock fits so perfectly in your hands and feels so perfect on him. A bit of mischief flashes through your brain and you wait for him to thrust all the way in, then you squeeze the base. 

He yelps behind his hand. His eyes widen and they immediately flash to the door before he glowers at you. 

“You asked for it- Come on, let me do it.”  

You whisper at him and give his cock a good pump. He looks back at the door before relaxing and settling down again. 

“Fine.” 

You begin moving your hand gently twisting it with a loose grip and stroking it. He sighs in satisfaction at the feeling. While you pump, you reach a hand up to his hair to play with it. Like a cat, he nuzzles his head into it. Oh, your sweet sweet Nazuna... 

He tries hard to sit still while you touch him, but he can’t help a bit of squirming. His cock is so sensitive- it always has been. It’s so easy to make him lose himself even though he tries to maintain an image of innocence. He acts so sweet, and most people don’t see past it. But you do. You’ve seen how desperate he can get. How utterly filthy he can be. What you’re doing now is hardly just a taste of what he probably wants you to do- what he wants to do to you. Even just thinking about what you will likely be doing later has you getting more and more excited. 

This position is getting much too boring too fast. Having him on your lap is nice and all, but perhaps having him on his back would be a bit more fun. He’s so light that it barely takes putting your free hand on his shoulder to push him off. 

Nazuna clasps his hand over his mouth with the sudden movement, holding back a sound of surprise from echoing through the room.  

After briefly glancing at the door once again, he looks up at you with wide, pleading eyes. His hair makes a halo around his head and his flushed cheeks are just so sweet... if you didn’t see his aching cock, you might fall for the image of innocence he presents. Instead, the image is erotic. Innocence corrupted, innocence long lost to your hands, innocence that might never have even been there. 

An innocent visage you want to ruin. 

You put one hand on his shoulder to hold him down and grab at his length with the other. He loves the attention way too much; he’s leaking precum and it’s dripping down past his head, threatening to stain his clothing. Good for him that you're so generous as to use it as lube and stop it from sliding further down his skin. 

Nazuna softly whines and his eyes flutter closed. So sensitive, so sweet. You start to glide your closed fist up and down his cock, stopping to twist around the head every time. The skin there is almost red with how much blood has rushed to it. Every single one of your movements bring tiny little twitches from his hips, stomach, and thighs.  

Leaving his shoulder, you can’t help but give him a bit of affection and bring your hand to cup his cheek. You trail from his cheekbone to his jaw then to his chin, holding his face still there. He pants and opens an eye to try and meet yours. You smile and insert your thumb into his open mouth. It’s immediate, his response. One eye still open and begging, he starts to suck on the digit between his lips, licking and suckling on it as if it were something else in his mouth instead. 

The closer he gets, the more shame he loses. If the lustful look in his eye is any indication, he’s reaching the end. 

You put just the tiniest bit of extra pressure around Nazuna’s cock and he automatically bucks against your hand. Unfortunately for you, you have to take your finger out of his mouth to try and hold down his hips. Fortunately for him, it allows him to bring up his own hand to stop the sounds of pleasure he’s inevitably going to make from escaping him. He’s already panting and whining again. 

He’s almost there, just a few more pumps, a few more twists... 

Nazuna squeezes his eyes shut and fastens the hand around his mouth. His other hand fisting the plush of the couch, he finishes in your hands, slicking them up with his cum. His hips rapidly twitch and rut into where you hold him as if it actually were your hole, a vain attempt to fuck his spend deeper in. His brain seems to be imagining it just as much as his body with the barely restrained moans he’s making. 

You decide to play nice with him and just let him ride out his high. His reactions slowly taper down, and you take your still clean hand to caress his face. Naturally, he immediately buries it into your palm. He’s so cute with the way he craves your love and attention right now, he always gets a bit needy after an orgasm and you are more than happy to provide. 

You take your other hand to pull him closer to you by his shirt, no longer needing the space between you two to jack him off. 

Suddenly, he freezes, entirely stiff 

“Did you... get it on my outfit?” 

Nazuna looks between your dirtied hand and where you touched it to the bottom of his shirt. Right on some of the frills, there’s a certain type of stain that wasn’t there just a few minutes ago. 

Oops. 

“Don’t worry Nazu~ It’s coming home with you after the shoot. I’ll get it cleaned, don’t worry.” 

“But I have to wear it now...!” 

“It’s hidden” You laugh. “Just don’t take off any layers and don’t tell anyone.” 

“... You planned to do this!” 

Well, it’s not like you weren’t prepared for this to happen. 

“Maybe~.” 

“You are so-!” 

His face flushes red and for a moment, you think he’s going to give you a well-deserved scolding. To your surprise though, he just glances at the clock across the room before giving up. 

“-Ugh! Fine,” 

He throws his hands up in defeat and sits up on the couch. He grumbles at you as he pats down the fabric. 

You get the slightest inkling that he might be a bit into the situation he’s now in, but he probably won’t admit to it yet. You can totally prepare to use it as bait later, perhaps offering to mark with his own cum again, maybe using his clothes to jack him off, or maybe even your own clothes to add an extra level to it... 

“You are so making it up to me later....” 

Nazuna’s voice definitely doesn’t sound as mad as it should. Just as you said, the layers go on smoothly over where it’s stained with his own cum, hiding it perfectly from view. 

You smile at the sight. 

“Of course.” 

thought i uploaded this already 😩

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(in tears) i need to peg Kaoru

yeah sure i'll write something for this while i'm at it why not. speedrun strats.

KAORU HAKAZE + PEGGING (474 words)

Drabble cont: Anal sex, Pegging, Bottom Kaoru, Top Reader, GN Reader, Mentions of Internalized Homophobia

(NSFW UNDER CUT)

You slide the toy back and forth between Kaoru’s cheeks, watching him shudder at the feeling of cold lube sliding down his dick while you tease him. With his ass up in the air and your hands holding him by the hips, he’s entirely at your mercy. 

“Just- Put it in already!” He groans out, eager to get it over with and move on from your current position. 

Now, you could give in now and make things easy for him, but his whining and complaining is just so delicious... well, pushing him a bit more surely can’t hurt. 

“I’m sorry, what did you say” 

He glances over his shoulder to give you a look that seems to be a cross between desperation and annoyance. Even though you can’t see his face, you can just tell that he’s internally struggling whether or not to give into your teasing or not. After some deliberation, you hear a sigh, and he asks more politely. 

“Put it in... please?  

“Oh of course!” 

You immediately pull your hips back to line up and slide yourself in without a second thought. Kaoru immediately gasps and keens as your cock slides against his prostate. You may not be able to feel the silicone connecting your bodies, but the sight of him underneath you like this has you turned on like never before.  

His hands grasp desperately at the sheets and he hides his face in a pillow. Even so, you can hear muffled whining coming from his mouth. He acts all embarrassed, as if letting himself be pegged is some kind of shameful act... probably something he internalized and hasn’t gotten the chance to shake off yet.  

Oh well, all the more reason to fuck him silly and prove to him that he enjoys this and that it’s nothing to be shy about. 

You pull back and slap your hips back against his with a loud clapping sound. His back arches immediately and louder sounds echo out from behind the pillow. So satisfying... Before long, your hips are moving at an even, rough pace, your hands pulling and pushing him back and forth to make his hips meet every single one of your thrusts.  

Every move has him moaning like some kind of whore. You enjoy this, but you’re sure you can make it more intense. On one of your thrusts, you stop pushing all the way in and instead prioritize hitting his prostate with every move. Your strap only goes in about half-way but the response is immediate. 

You thought he was loud before yet, somehow, he only gets even louder. His whining and keening is nonsensical, obviously intended to convey some kind of message but instead just proving how good you’re fucking him. 

How beautiful a sight... you wonder how much further you can push him before he breaks. 

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IZUMI SENA + PAIN (353 Words)

Drabble cont: GN Reader, Bottom Reader, Brat Reader, Top Izumi, Painplay, Rough sex, Hair pulling, No foreplay, Established relationship Implied: Masochist Reader, Spanking

(NSFW Under Cut)

“Stop whining! If you behaved earlier, we wouldn’t be doing this now.” 

Izumi hisses at you, holding you down against a desk. Today was meant to be a nice, sweet outing. Though... you were in a bit of a playful mood, and perhaps played with Izumi a bit too much. Who knew your typically doting boyfriend could get so rough as to treat you like this? 

You knew. It’s why you did it. Now you’ve gotten what you wanted and you’re practically taunting him once again by wiggling your butt at him, covered in red from where he’s slapped it. 

He frowns and you and tsks his tongue. “Knock it off” 

You smile, he’s once again fallen into your plans. “Make me.” 

He growls and pulls on your hair. His grip is iron tight, and you feel the pressure hard on your scalp. You hear the sound of fabric being pulled and metal clinking behind you and before you know it, you feel something pressed right up against your hole.  

“Ugh... Fine, I will.” He snaps at you as he suddenly shoves himself in, no preparation. All the muscles in your body stiffen up, before you force them to loosen up again. It burns and stings where your bodies connect. 

You hope for a moment of reprieve once he fills you all the way, but the relief doesn’t come as he immediately shoves your face onto the wood and begins thrusting in and out of you. Your hands claw at the desk and you’ll later consider it a miracle that you didn’t get any splinters.  

You hiss and whimper in pain and Izumi barks a harsh laugh behind you. 

"What? Too much? You knew what you were doing, shut up and just take it.” 

He thrusts harder. The burn where his cock drills into you has turned into a dull throbbing. Your face aches where it’s pushed into the desk. You ass stings with all the slapping and groping he’s done. There’s all sorts of painful sensations running all through your body.... 

Yet you still end up moaning and begging in the end.  

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HIYORI TOMOE + ORAL(RECEIVING)

He puts his mouth to use in sweet talking you and you put yours to use by pleasuring him.

Contains: Sub reader, Hiyori refers to reader as "Good Boy" once, Oral (character receiving), Blowjob, Facefucking, Cumplay, Light Choking

Word Count: 1235

(NSFW UNDER CUT)

It was hardly a second ago that you put your tongue to his head, now your nose bumps into Hiyori’s pelvis with every move. 

You sit on the ground in front of him. Your throat has long been bruised by the pace he’s set. He uses a mix of pushing you down with his hands and pushing up with his hips to hilt himself in your mouth. He’s so sweet in talking you into this, then so rough when he actually gets into it... such a perfectly planned trap. 

Every thrust brings a new pressure to your body. With every single one, he pops right past your mouth and into your throat, the head of his cock smoothly gliding down. You would describe the taste of his precum as salty if you actually had enough time to taste it before it was shoved down your esophagus. Your jaw aches with the feeling of being stretched and the only reason your lips haven’t chapped and cracked is due to the drool coating the entirety of your lower face. It’s so much. So overwhelming. 

And you love it. 

With you being a glorified fleshlight, it doesn’t take long for his grunts to turn breathy and make his hands tremble. His pace grows uneven, and he struggles to pull out more than a few inches at a time before hilting himself in you once again. Finally, he gives in, pushing your head straight down and mashing your nose above the base of his shaft. 

His cum pools into the back of your mouth and you fight against the urge to swallow it. No, he loves the sight of your cum filled mouth too much and you love the way he responds to the sight too much for that. The head of his cock pushes harshly against the confines of your mouth and Hiyori only attempts to grind it deeper and deeper, ignoring the way it already sits in a pool of his own seed there. His whole body shivers and he gasps out a few breathy moans while his high courses through him. 

You sit there like that for a minute, eyes alternating between being screwed shut and looking up at him for mercy from his grasp. You can hardly breathe in the position you’re in and your sight of him wavers as your vision swims. It finally gets to the point where you have to try and pull your head back to relieve the pressure gathering though, you’re only able to get so far before his grasp on you tightens. He finally opens your eyes and meets your desperate gaze.  

Pulling you up off of his cock, Hiyori immediately sits you up to his level, completely out of breath from his orgasm. 

His eyes are just as dazed as your own- you being out of it from the lack of oxygen and him being out of it from just how good you made him feel- but the smile on his face is a stark contrast to your mouth, it gaping slightly with his spend presented prettily on your tongue. His eyes gravitate to it and a certain sparkle enters them at the sight. 

Before you know it, he’s pushing his fingers into your cum filled mouth, he prods at and scissors it as if preparing you again for his cock. Hiyori gives a sweet little smile before pushing his fingers as deep as he can reach, pushing down on your tongue. The expression on his face only gets more and more delighted every time you gag. It’s suffocating and hot- your body rejects every push he gives but your brain begs for more, more, more. 

It is an agonizing, conflictingly pleasurable, minute before Hiyori finally retreats his hand from your mouth. You gasp and sputter for air, an inhale leaves you choking on a combination of his seed and your own spit. 

“Hmm, Good boy.” Is the whisper that leaves his mouth while he wipes the tears of your face with his clean hand while his now dirtied one escapes to somewhere much lower. 

Your hacking and coughing leaves liquid oozing from your lips. He quickly reaches up his hand again and fingers it back into your mouth. “Don’t swallow, hold it.” 

Despite him being out of breath, his voice is crooning and sweet, such an intense contrast from the lingering stress on your lungs. When it finally feels like you’re gaining back control of your breathing, it’s once again stolen away by Hiyori. The sight of his face so close to your own is just as breathtaking as his lips on your own. The weight of the cum in your mouth gets lighter when he pushes his tongue into and sucks on your lips. It’s a shared essence- the combination of fluids from you both, spread into both of your mouths. A milky white ichor of heat and sin. 

Lightheaded. His cock, his cum, his fingers, his mouth- everything comes in tandem to suffocate you. The ribbon around your wrist burns from all your movements. Burning from all your attempts to free them and push Hiyori away. But...  that’s not what you truly want, is it? A quick, gasped out word would be all it takes for the man in front of you to back off. No, you’re not truly helpless, you’re too much of his whore to ever want this to stop. 

Somewhere in the hazy, wispy waves in your head there stands one clear thought- Hiyori. Hiyori. Hiyori. 

Through your brain is lagging behind the real world, the sound of Hiyori’s laughter rings as clear as a bell. The chimes echo in your brain. He brings his hands around your head- one at the back, the other on your throat. The smile he gives is almost sadistic when he pulls your head back by your nape and massages your neck with his hand.  

The action is just like forcing a pill down an animal's throat. You choke and sputter, your body responding just as naturally to this touch as it does every other one. The substances slide down, slick but sticky, coating the inside of your throat. It’s only when you swallow down it all and gasp for breath that Hiyori lets go of your head. 

He croons at you. You’re debauched face is erotic... spittle all over the lower section of your mouth made of a mix of fluids... tear tracks all down your cheeks from how much he’s gagged you... face red from the heat and lack of oxygen in you... can you blame him for wanting to escalate it any further? 

He steals your breath away once again, placing his mouth over your own and engaging you in another heavy kiss. His hands wander all up and down your body, squeezing wherever where he feels softness and pinching wherever he feels a bone. His groping is just another one of many sensations you’ve received that night. You haven’t cum just yet- but with the way he’s going, you wouldn’t be surprised if he could make you do so without ever even properly touching you. 

With a smirk, he pulls away, once again observing his work... And with a grin he begins to trail lower... one of his hands reaching between your legs... Already filthy with seed and spit... 

“Hmm... seems like it’s time for me to return the favor, isn’t it?” 

please hiyori just 10 minutes i beg of you i'll make it worth it

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FEM! EICHI TENSHOUIN + LINGERIE (475 words)

Drabble Cont: GN Reader, Lingerie, Light Nipple play, Established Relationship

(NSFW UNDER CUT)

Coming home to your girlfriend wearing lingerie is not something you expected, but it’s most definitely not something you’re complaining about. 

Eichi’s figure is beautifully accentuated by the clothing. The outfit she wears is a beautiful lacey white, with a sheer drape over top. It hugs all of her curves beautifully and comes complete with garters and bows.  

It’s quick that she drags you to the bedroom and pushes you onto your back. It’s even quicker that she jumps onto your lap to straddle you. She giggles when you stare up at her in awe. With the sight in front of you being as amazing as it is, can she really blame you? 

She hides her smile behind her hand when she speaks. “You like what you see?” 

You stare at her in surprise, having been so entranced that you briefly forgot how to speak. Especially when she plays with the hem of your top. “God, yes, I do.” 

“What if... I want to make you feel good?” she says, trailing her hands up underneath your shirt, toying with you as if you were the one needing undressing. 

The thought of her having her fun with you is quite the enticing one. “I wouldn’t deny that” 

She smiles devilishly at your response and pulls her hands away from your body. 

“And what if... I want to make myself feel good?” Eichi grabs your hands instead, leading them right up to her soft chest and placing them there. 

The thought of her having her way with you is an even more enticing one. “How about we try for both?” 

“Mmmm,” She hums in faux thought, placing a finger to her lips to emphasize. Her skin is so soft... the lacy fabric feels almost rough in contrast. Even so, it hugs the curves of her breasts so gently you suppose you can forgive its sins. 

“I think that could be arranged.” Eichi concludes with a giggle. 

She pulls your hand off momentarily to grab at her own chest, pulling the lace downwards so it hangs freely in front of you. Quickly, she moves them both back into place on her. Squeezing them brings a soft sigh of satisfaction... that turns into a squeak when you can’t help but pinch her nipple. 

She briefly gives you a dirty look, which she can’t help but soon turn into a toothy smile.  

She gets off of you and you almost say something in disappointment- but any complaints completely melt away when she sits on her knees in front of you instead, bringing her hands down to your pants to pull them down. 

The perfect image of an angel... on her knees, hands together in front of her, dressed in nothing but the most beautiful white... 

She pauses at your underwear and looks up at you with big eyes.  

“May I?” 

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MAYOI AYASE + PREGNANCY

Mayoi has been such a good boy for you. This was just one form of pleasure you could give him. There are hundreds more that exist, and hundreds more that you intend on giving him

Contains: AMAB Reader, Top Reader, AFAB Mayoi, Bottom Mayoi, Transmasc Mayoi, Pregnancy, Creampies, Overstimulation, Slight Dacryphilia, Mirror sex, Praise, Body worship, Fingering, Vaginal sex

Word Count: 3056

(NSFW Under Cut)

Finding out Mayoi was pregnant was one of the most shocking days in both of your lives. 

He cried and sobbed, feeling the hardest conflicting emotions he’d ever felt before. He was happy to hold a piece of you, but utterly terrified of you not wanting it. You spent a long time comforting him and an even longer time planning with him... 

...but you were happy to continue with your lives together. 

Of course, his hormones would have him all over the place- especially as time went on and he began showing. You did your best to console him once again, but one niggling concern refused to let up its hold on him:  

You weren’t going to find him attractive anymore. 

It had taken Mayoi a long time to accept that you did in the first place but now that his body was going to be changing? Surely you wouldn’t want him anymore. He was going to grow gross and fat and ugly and all of these things that were so different from how he was before- 

God damn were you going to do your best to make him see things differently. 

*** 

Mayoi finds that he can’t tear his eyes away from his lower body in the mirror. His gaze flits back and forth between the way his growing belly moves with every one of your thrusts and between his legs where he can see your balls moving with every sheath of your cock in him. 

You reach your hands around to cup his stomach. “All mine...” 

He whimpers and clenches around you. There are still fresh tear tracks on his face and you’re sure your words will probably add to them in the best way possible.  

You keep speaking as you begin to rub his belly “How lucky am I...” 

His eyes jump up to look at your face but quickly retreat down when he meets your own eyes. He can feel a flash of heat run across his cheeks. 

How cute. 

“... To have you all to myself.” 

Mayoi's flush begins to show heavy on his face and he can’t help but hide it behind his hands. You bring your face to deep, slow thrusts and lean your neck right over his shoulder. You can feel the rim of his cunt squeezing down on you. Every single thrust grasps you tightly and the occasional pulse of his walls just intensifies the feeling. 

You pull a hand away from his belly to pull one of his own away from his face. Intertwining fingers, you pull them to your lips to press a soft kiss. 

“So beautiful like this... so full of me...” 

A tiny little sob leaves him. The rattling of his chest echoes against the cavity of your own. He’s so lovely... So full of both your cock and your child. He’s been properly and thoroughly bred and now he’s knocked up. He’s YOUR Mayoi, no one could ever take him away from you, especially now. 

You reach down to play with his clit. It’s puffier and slicker than it ever was before he got pregnant. He squirms and whines at the touch and tries to rut himself against your hand. 

His thrusting stimulates you as well, and you can feel yourself reaching your limit. You speed up your movements on his pearl and soon enough, you can feel his hole responding in turn.  

One hand on his clit, you bring the other up to his jaw and force him to meet your eyes in the mirror. He looks utterly debauched. His face is cherry red, and trails of drool and tears run down his face, with a mouth open and moaning louder every second. He nearly squeals when he finally releases, eyes closed and frantically panting. 

Mayoi's cunt has a vice grip on you and with a groan, you cum inside him. You hold yourself deeply in him and ride out the waves of both your orgasms together. You almost wish you could knock him up again but... just filling him with your sperm will have to do for now. 

He’s so beautiful and the things you make together will only be more so 

*** 

As you lavish him with praise and love, Mayoi slowly settles into the idea of his pregnancy. 

More time passes and he just gets ever heavier. Where before his belly could hardly be cupped within your hands, now you find yourself sitting behind him to properly hold it up and give him relief. There’s no more shame or hiding of his body (not that he could even successfully do so anymore), only acceptance. 

Before you know it, he’s excitedly pointing out the changes. He’s reading book after book on the subject, coming to you every day to share the knowledge he’s gained about his own body. 

And of course, one of the changes he’s discovered has been an increase in libido. 

Where Mayoi tried his hardest to avoid any type of contact the first few months, he now wants nothing more than to get absolutely railed. He’s constantly around you, touching you, complimenting you. The way he fawns over you would make others think you were the one expecting a child between you two. He apologizes frantically if you point it out but comes right back at it again the moment he can. 

*** 

It’s with no hesitation that Mayoi pounces on you upon your arrival home.  

The first flat surface he finds is good enough to push you back on and pull your pants down. The communication between the two of you is wordless as you move your hips to best help him do so. He gathers some spit in his hand and quickly applies it in between your legs. 

Mayoi pumps your length a few times and you resist the urge to thrust into his hands. The moment the saliva is fully spread, he hovers his hole over your cock and drops all the way down in one swoop 

You would have been concerned about him hurting himself if it weren’t for the fact that he’d been doing this near constantly for the last few weeks. 

You’ve learned well to just lay back and let him tire himself out on your length by this point and he now moves to do exactly that. Bracing his hands on your chest, Mayoi begins to grind his pelvis against your own. Refusing to move upwards, your cock remains deep in him, right up against his cervix.  

He whimpers and his head falls forward, his hair flowing around it and covering his blushing face. His clit drags along your body, and he falters every time he hits a certain spot. It feels so good to have him doing this. You’re being used as a toy. Mayoi is usually never a selfish lover, but now you are a means to an end. Desperate relief is what he craves and so he clenches harder around you and angles you perfectly to hit all his spots.  

He rolls his hips, over and over and over again. You feel his entrance moving up and down your cock, never reaching the head. He refuses the shallow thrusts you make to meet him by placing one of his hands on your own hip to stop you. He whines and moves faster.  

It’s so good and he seems so close... Mayoi’s so tight and little spasms run up his body, tensing the muscles in his stomach and making him whine. He’s so beautiful above you and you want oh so badly to ravish him, but you hold yourself back.  

If he’d just allow your hands to rest on his hips, slightly guiding him... 

He sits with you to the hilt and grabs your hands together, moving them to your chest. You hadn’t even noticed you’d moved them at all. He holds them down and starts to use them as support instead. 

“No...! Please... sit still... I need... need to...!”  

Mayoi moans loudly when one roll of his hips hits particularly deep. He’s usually so embarrassed about his voice but these days... He whimpers and starts panting again, the effort to move like this is so much when he’s so full of your child but he’s unable to stop himself. 

He rakes his hair back with one hand and it reveals to you a beautiful sight. Mayoi’s lovely face, blushing bright red with an open, drooly mouth with wide, wet eyes. His hair pushed back and framing his face, cascading down his body free of its usual braid. His chest swelling with the months and puffy nipples, matched by his swelling stomach so obviously expecting. And finally, his cunt, stretched wide around you and his swollen clit peeking out from behind his folds.  

His beauty is exacerbated with every move. Your Mayoi... all yours... yours to own, to hold, to breed, to have bred. 

He finally begins thrusting his hips up and down and you moan feeling the rim of his cunt moving all along your length. Has he changed goals? Perhaps going from trying to make himself feel good to filling himself with your cum? 

He grits his teeth and does his best to hold back more sounds in vain. His thighs slap against your pelvis with every thrust. You squirm the teeniest bit underneath him but a rare glare from him stills you once again. He’s so warm and slick inside... you feel so close... You can feel your whole shaft enveloped in his walls... with your head so deep inside him, making way into his body and shaping it around you... 

With shaky breathing and sounds of your own, you cum. Your toes curl and your hands briefly strain in Mayoi’s grasp with you wanting nothing more than to grab his hips and pull them harshly down onto your own. Mayoi elects to grind on you once more. 

Back and forth he rolls, squeezing around you and dragging every bit of sperm out of you. You feel the waves of icy hot pleasure coursing all throughout your body and it makes your toes curl. Every spurt of white into his hole another wave. He’s so full inside... so stuffed full of your cock, seed, and child. So warm, so soft, so... so much. 

His movements don’t stop and before you know it, smooth waves become crashing ones. Every single move of his hips brings such intense pleasure. It’s pure and raw overstimulation. It’s so good that you want so badly to chase after it, but so harsh you desperately want to escape from it. You feel trapped with him straddling your legs, but you thrust up into his warm heat anyways. 

Mayoi suddenly lets out a keening cry and you feel his hole clench around your oversensitive cock. It squeezes down on it with a pressure that makes you cry out as well. Hot, warm, ecstatic pressure stimulates your length and stretches out into the rest of your body. All you can think about is right now. The way he feels around you, the way he moves around you, the way he looks around you. Everything is about him, and you don’t want it any other way. 

He still doesn’t stop moving. His own moans gets louder and louder than before, and he hunches over while he moves now. It’s so obvious it’s too much for him too, but he still chases after the high as if he’ll never feel it again.  

“Please... Please more...! I- I need it, I can’t-! Can’t stop-!” 

Mayoi's whines are interrupted and punctuated with whines and squeals. Before you know it, you find yourself giving in once again to his demands and once again, you cum inside of him. Your semen reaches into every little crevice and fold of his insides. It was already so full inside but now he is truly and utterly stuffed full of you. You don’t think you have any more you could give, he’s already milked you so well, you have nothing left to-! 

But ah, thinking the end is coming is just wishful thinking. Mayoi most definitely has more rounds in him to go now, and tomorrow will be more of the same. 

*** 

The closer he gets to the end, the more Mayoi falls in love with you. 

He’s huge and shambling, struggling to find comfortable positions, emotional and messy, but all yours. Every time you do something to make it easier on him or do a task that he shyly requests of you, he falls deeper and deeper into his feelings. 

His love also grows for your child. 

He talks out loud all the time now, explaining things so patiently as if they can understand what he’s saying. He now excitedly takes photos of his bump and shows off his ultrasounds to anyone who’ll spare the time. He looks at the nursery you have set up together fondly and imagines what will be going on in there in the near future.  

He’s just so grateful that you’ve given him this...! 

He always seems so surprised whenever you do the same for it. He happily accepts it every time, but nonetheless, he still seems surprised you love him as much as he does you. 

Oh well, you’ll just have to prove it to him time and time again. 

*** 

Mayoi lays on his side in front of you. His arms wrap around a pillow, and he hikes one leg up to give you easier access. His belly is just so heavy now, it’s hard to find positions in this stage of his pregnancy that are comfortable so this will just have to do for now.  

Laying down behind him, you wrap and arm around to play with his breasts. They’ve gotten heavier too, now full of milk and so ready to feed. 

Mayoi sighs in satisfaction when you touch him. He’s no longer as desperate as he was earlier on, but it still feels nice, nonetheless. You gently massage them as best you can and lean over to place kisses all across his shoulder and neck. He giggles in delight and happily bares his neck further. 

He’s become so accepting nowadays that it’s impossible to even imagine him acting the way he used to. He is simply so comfortable now even if he really can’t be so physically. It’s been such a calming, confidence building experience for him. Mayoi’s not sure what exactly changed, but he just knows he’ll never be the same in the best way possible after this. He’s found a purpose, a reason for living; He can bring more life into the world and nurture it. It is his duty that he’s accepted, and the fact that you come along with it just makes it even better. 

You wiggle a hand underneath his body so you can play with his other breast as well. He shifts just the slightest bit to allow you more space and grant you further access to his chest. It’s so soft... 

Your other hand starts to trail downwards, gently caressing his stomach before reaching down between his legs. 

Mayoi's folds are almost permanently slick at this point. He honestly doesn’t even need foreplay anymore if you two want to have sex, he feels too much pleasure at the smooth stretch to want to wait for it. Though right now, you want things to be all about him and bringing him soft sweet release. You orgasming can wait a while. 

It’s a sharp inhale he gives when you glide your fingers between the folds, gathering up the slick on them. You slide them upwards above his hole and seek out the bundle of nerves you know will have him putty in your hands. It’s a tiny little firm button you feel that you know will slowly swell up with stimulation.  

Your slowly circle it, pressure level still light and teasing. You move his chest in tandem and he squirms just the slightest bit. He’s already begun to enjoy himself. 

By the end of this session, you want to have him utterly boneless within your bed, and you know just how to work him to get him there. 

Your fingers split into a V and you slot them around his clit, massaging up and down and slowly increasing the pressure. Mayoi’s hips twitch slightly into your hand. He brings his own hands to rest over the both of yours, not guiding nor moving, just holding. You bring your fingers closer together again and gently pinch his clit between the two and begin stroking once more. 

He whimpers and twitches once again, this time, almost properly thrusting against your hand.  

You know all his buttons and are eager to give him more. He’s done so much for you, how can you not reward him? He deserves all the pleasure in the world and you’re going to do your damnedest to give it to him. 

A few more rubs of Mayoi's clit forces a tiny little whine from him and you squeeze his chest in excitement. He’s getting more and more into it; Within no time you’ll have him as limp as you want him. 

You finally glide your hand further down to reach his hole. Your two fingers slide in without hesitation and meet no resistance at the entrance. He’s much to wet to offer any at all. You feel along the ridges of his wall before you find the area you know he loves. His g-spot is so easy to reach and has a little keen escape his mouth when you caress it.  

More delicious sounds escape him and you can’t help but want to eat him right up. You truly did get so lucky with the man you have in your arms... For now though, you’ll just settle with a little bite to his neck, suckling to leave a mark. 

He almost outright moans when you extend your thumb to his clit as you play with his g-spot. Pressing on both places at once has him rutting against you. For a moment, you don’t even have to do anything as he chases his own pleasure. His energy doesn’t last long though and soon you take over once again. Your curl your fingers inside him and his whole body tenses. 

He’s going to cum soon by your hand and you feel nearly giddy. Your beautiful Mayoi... your lovely and sweet little mate... 

It’s so often that you’ve done this now that you know exactly what to do to make him lose himself. You pull your hand away from his hole and turn all your attention to his clit. You put your slick index and pointer against the bud and begin to rub exactly on it, touching the sensitive tissue directly. His reaction is automatic and he moans, whole body thrusting into your hand. 

You move faster and harder against him. He’s openly moaning at this point and you go right back to the spot on his neck you bit earlier. To make him truly lose himself, you need to embrace every little sensitive spot of his... You nibble the bite mark, dragging trails of little bites all long his neck. He squirms more and more and he can no longer stop any noise from escaping him anymore. 

Finally, with a pinch to his nipple and a pinch to his clit, he stiffens up fully. Mayoi pathetically attempts to hump your hand at his release, but is unable to properly do so because of his stomach. It’s so sweet... he’s so sweet... his pleasure courses through him and he so desperately wants to chase it...! 

Oh, you can’t let him suffer like that. Mercifully, you rub harshly against the bud and he almost sobs. It’s perfect; Exactly what he needs. The pleasure is so electric and coursing right through his veins, making his toes curl and muscles shake. Straight and pure ecstasy is the feeling you give him and he doesn’t think he’s ever felt better in his life-! 

The waves slowly ebb and you slow your hand along with them. You yourself still feel painfully hard but you’ve completed your mission. Mayoi now lays breathlessly next to you with his limbs sapped of strength. His eyes close and he breathes deeply as he tries to regain his breath. 

Your Mayoi... the love of your life... the father of your child... 

You retreat your hands from him and prop yourself up on one elbow. You grab your painfully hard cock and give it a few strokes with your wet hand. 

Mayoi has been such a good boy for you. This was just one form of pleasure you could give him. There are hundreds more that exist, and hundreds more that you intend on giving him. He’s so perfect for you. Happily carrying your child... letting himself be bred the way he has... 

... A few more orgasms would look good on him... 

… You push your cock to his hole from behind and push right in. 

did not proofread if you see any mistakes no you didn't

[sucrows]

ARASHI NARUKAMI + BODY WORSHIP

You’re not quite sure yet, but with her in your arms, you’re sure that the next step can’t bring anything but joy.

Contains: GN Reader, Body worship, Praise, Oral sex, No penetration, Crying, Cuddling, Mostly fluff, Established Relationship

Wordcount: 2718

(NSFW UNDER CUT)

“Oh you!” Arashi laughs at you, playfully shoving you away from her. 

You can’t help but laugh in return. You’re both topless in her dorm, sitting on the edge of her bed with her dormmates out for the next few hours. It’s been a long day of subtle flirting, obvious flirting, explicit flirting and oh, more flirting. Both on her side and yours. It’s hard not to enjoy yourself around her and the way she dotes on and constantly praises you. Though... she never lets you fully return it. 

She so obviously basks in it, but she’s always so quick to turn it back on you, never fully letting you worship her the way she deserves. Even now, she playfully brushes of your compliment, and you bet that any second now she’s going to start complimenting you instead- 

“Have you even seen yourself?” Arashi smiles devilishly at you. 

As if on cue, she’s done it again. 

Is it too much to ask to just be able to treat her well? To be able to idolize her, show her how much of a goddess she is? Watch her not simply brush off your flirting, but to actually fluster and crumple under your loving words? You feel like the luckiest person alive to have landed her and one way or another, you’re going to get her to accept your praise god damn it. 

“Arashi, do me a favor and close your eyes please!” You smile sweetly back at her. 

She eyes you suspiciously before breaking out into another playful smile. “What are you planning on?” 

Despite her question, she still complies without hesitation with your request, quickly closing her eyes and sitting pretty.  

“Oh, you’ll see~.” 

Quickly you stand and move to be in front of her. You tap at her legs from where you stand. “Scooch back a bit?” 

She hums and complies. With her head held high and eyes so peacefully closed... looking at her is just another reminder of what you want to do for her and to her. Her moving back allows you for just enough space to continue with your nefarious plans. Quickly, you scramble into her lap. Arashi lets out a surprised little gasp, before a string of giggles escapes her lips and she places her hands firmly on your hips and squeeze ever so slightly. 

You return the favor and grab onto her sides- dragging another few spare giggles from her- and lean your face in close to one of her ears, just close enough to nip at the lobe before you speak. 

“I just want you to listen to me for a while, alright? With no interruptions?” 

“Mmm... Ok, just for you, I think I can do that~.” She sits with her eyes still closed, a very pleased expression on her face. 

She’s fallen right into your trap... of affection! You feel a bit too giddy and can’t help some giggling yourself, but you suppose there’s no better reason to feel this happy than the reasons you have right now. “Thank you!” 

Having such a pretty woman so easily within reach and so obviously happy with it is a bit overwhelming, but you get to work nonetheless. You move your hands up and down her sides, admiring her trembles of suppressed laughter and excitement. 

“Sometimes... I feel so lucky to be around you.” An easy starting point, you think. Arashi perks up, seemingly catching onto your plans. “You... make me happy. A lot.” a bit awkward but still good. Her smile grows wider at your words. 

“You’re very sweet and considerate! You’re a true knight... someone to admire and look up to...” You move on from speaking about your feelings and start talking about her- something a bit more tentative, but she promised not to interrupt you so you take advantage of this time where she can’t turn the tables. Her skin is smooth underneath your hands, right now you have the perfect opportunity to run them all over her chest and shoulders. Some soft massaging at the junction of her neck and shoulders has her melting into you. 

“Not to mention you’re also so beautiful on the outside too.” Her appearance next? It's something she’s generally confident in, but it’s also the thing she’s quickest to dismiss- probably because she’s heard too much from others regarding it- so you hope for no protests. You continue to massage her.  

She opens her mouth momentarily, but you quickly silence her by pressing a finger to her lips. 

“You’re so strong and talented. You’ve worked so hard and I’m so proud of you...” You decide to push harder into her verbally while easing up on her physically. Her hair is soft when you bring a hand up to card through it and she’s warm where you wrap the other arm around her. Arashi is slowly turning red under your hands and her smile is just so sweet... 

“You really do it all in my opinion. The best girlfriend I could have ever gotten...” You continue to gently pet her while you speak and she just melts more and more with every touch, slowly leaning back into the bed. A spark of excitement at her beginning to lay down beneath you pushes you further. “My amazing, sweet, beautiful, and sexy as hell girlfriend.” 

You think you’re reaching the end and finally decide to move onto your next phase. You trail your hand down from her hair to her chest and finally begin to play with the buds there. She gasps in surprise but quickly flushes brighter and smiles again.  

Your praise... Sure, Arashi is confident. She’s the queen of self-love and self-care! It’s what she preaches to everyone and sets an example by herself. Though... it was a hard path to get there. Now where she stands, there’s a lot of pressure on her. To keep it up, to keep being strong, to keep being an inspiration for others but... what about her? Who is supposed to comfort her, to motivate her on her bad days when she is supposed to always be a pillar of strength? 

Your praise is a little slice of heaven to her. It’s too easy to fall into the role of servant. The role of just presenting an image for others while not truly embodying it as a person. Your kind words though, they keep her going. She can’t help but feel the slightest bit emotional and so she blushes brighter again. 

Her responses are cute and seeing her enjoying herself, you continue. “I’ll never not be happy to have you, you’ll always be my dear Arashi who deserves the world.” 

While your words are sweet, you are still playing with Arashi’s nipples and chest and so she can’t help but feel a bit shy. She finally takes one of her hands off you and covers her eyes with her arm. She opens her mouth to try speaking again and you nearly scold her until all she says is a really whiny, drawn-out version of your name. 

“Hey don’t hide from me!” You playfully pull at her arm, amused at her reaction. 

“Noooooooo.....” All Arashi does in response is bring up her other arm to use as a shield as well while smiling much too widely, her fangs glistening in the overhead lights.  

Her arms up allow you another opportunity to admire her. Her chest, her waist, her stomach, her arms... everything is just so enticing. She’s so perfectly muscled all around, with skin so well cared for it feels like silk. Looking at the way her blush creeps down her neck, the way her nipples pebble at your touch, and the goosebumps that form from all your caresses? Not a single word you’ve told her tonight has been an exaggeration or a lie. She just truly is that tempting. 

Speaking of temptation... 

“Yessssss!” You coo back at her. 

You can help yourself from a little escalation... after all, it’s not always you get the perfect opportunity for alone time with her. A subtle little grind on her crotch is all it takes to remind her that, oh, you are in fact still sitting above her lap, right above her... She’s wearing pants of course, but they do very little to hide her growing excitement as you continue to speak and touch her. Her face is overwhelmingly red by this point but it’s just so cute- come on, can you really resist a few more touches? A few more sweet words? 

She’s smiling even as she hides her eyes behind her cupped hands. Though suddenly, her smile wavers just the slightest bit and you hear her sniffle ever so softly.  She mumbles something you don’t quite catch, and you encourage her to speak up. 

“...I love you.” 

Her face is bright red as she says the words, only getting more intense as you make her repeat them out loud. 

You grin back at her, even if she can’t see you, she can certainly hear it in your voice. “I love you too.” 

Arashi’s smile wavers a bit more with emotion before it settles on a small, content smile that squishes up her cheeks and shows just the tiniest hint of teeth. It’s something lovely to see... until you spy a little peek of amethyst through her fingers. 

“Hey! Cheater! I see those eyes!” At being called out, she quickly puts her fingers back together and hides behind them once again, giggling all the while.  

Seeing an opportunity, she tries to go back to her old tricks. “Aw but can you blame me for wanting to look? You’re so lovely that-” 

“Nuh uh, don’t you start with me right now! Tonight, I’m in control and I’ve decided that I want this all to be about you! You can return the favor later if you want, but don’t you dare interrupt me now.” You’re quick to block her attempt. 

“Ok ok, I’ll stop.” She sighs at you but doesn’t drop her smile. 

“Good, now I can keep going...” Once again, you grind your hips down onto hers, directly where you can feel her length pushing against you. Her hips cant up the slightest bit into you and she groans softly. 

“Don’t move.” You whisper into her ear, before sliding yourself backwards and off her hips. You quickly crouch down in front of her. You tap on her knees. “Open.” 

She’s quick to oblige and quick to cooperate when you grab at the waistband of her underwear and pants. You’re able to smoothly slide both off of her as she lifts herself to help. Her cock immediately spring upward with a droplet of precum beginning to form at the tip. You quickly move in between her legs and place your hands on her shaft and head. 

Her cock head is an angry red and her actual head matches it with how flustered she is. Like a good girl, her arms still cover her face, and no hints of her eyes are to be seen. You give her shaft a few pumps and watch as more precum wells up out of her. You’re quick to scoop it up with one of your hands and spread it around the rest of her head. A devilish grin runs through you as you squeeze near the base of her shaft and quickly rub the head, using her pre as lubricant to quickly rotate your hand around the head. 

Her response is immediate. A sudden loud moan and her hips jumping upwards. When you don’t immediately let up, high pitched, frantic whines escape her mouth. 

Up and down your move your hands, moving them clockwise and counterclockwise against each other to push more pleasure onto her body. She slowly loses more and more control of her body as she thrusts upwards into your hands.  

Arashi is practically basking in the pleasure you provide her, indulging in every sound and movement her body craves in the moment as she fucks your fist. It’s almost a shame when you have to put one of your hands on her hip to push her down and calm her momentarily. 

When she stills, it’s the perfect opportunity to finally put the tip in your mouth, kitten licking it before fitting the whole head in and suckling. Her body fights against your hand to move, but you remain strong. You bob your head, slowly getting a bit past the tip and progressively moving deeper. She manages to quell her thrusting, but the rest of her body can’t help but squirm. She even removes her arm from in front of her face and rakes a hand through her own hair while the other grasps at the bed sheets. 

You suck around her, making a vacuum and bobbing again and again. Arashi can’t help her moans as they get louder and louder. She’s getting closer and it’s obvious. Her hips can’t stop fighting against you once again and finally, you remove your hands from her to let her chase her pleasure. It’s immediate that she begins to thrust upwards into the heat of your mouth. Every time she pushes, she hits the back of your mouth, and you have to resist the urge to gag. Surely your voice will be gone for a while once this is over, but it’s a worthy tradeoff to see her falling apart like this.  

After a certain point, she can’t hold it anymore. After one of her thrusts her hips remain pushed upwards into your mouth and you can feel a salty fluid filling it. She whines and moans while she rides out her high. You do your best to swallow the fluid, but some still escapes your lips. 

Arashi’s moans slow, and instead she lays on the bed panting. She’s truly so beautiful with the afterglow of her orgasm... Oh how lucky you are... 

You wipe the remaining cum off your face and wipe it off onto the bed sheet- a problem for future you. She looks too peaceful for you to want to leave her, so you don’t, leaving aftercare for later as well. You slide onto the bed next to her and do your best to huddle up against her side even though both of your legs hang over the edge of the bed.  

Feeling you next to her, she finally looks at you once again. Her eyes are still hazy, but they still give you the most adoring look you’ve ever received. Bright purple slanted upwards and crinkling at the edges. She smiles and holds her arms out for you. You return the favor and pull her into your arms instead, surprising her for another time this night. 

She always thinks she has to be perfect. She always has to please others- even though she’s supposed to exemplify self-care. It’s in her nature to care... but people like that deserve care themselves too, so you tuck her head under your chin and gently rub her shoulders. 

“I love you, Arashi.” 

It’s such an easy phrase to say when it comes to her. It’s not an easy phrase for her to accept. 

In your arms, you feel her tremble ever so slightly and hear the faintest little sniffle. Something warm drops onto your chest but you give her the grace of not mentioning it. 

“...I love you more.” 

Even when trying to take over again, Arashi’s voice wavers. It breaks your heart a bit to hear... but all it means is that you need to keep at it, prove to her that you speak the truth. 

“...That’s debatable.” 

Her silent crying is interrupted by a choking sound, and you’re briefly concerned until you realize it’s laughter. She doesn’t respond to your words, but hearing her laughing is as good a response as you can get after all this. You press a smooch to her hair and squeeze her close and she continues to laugh pressed up to you. 

Everything tonight has gone along with your master plan to treat her well. Step one: Praise her. Step two: Pleasure her. Step 3: … profit?  

You’re not quite sure yet, but with her in your arms, you’re sure that the next step can’t bring anything but joy. Time will tell but, in the meantime, time will be spent together. 

I will NOT apologize for this being less than half actual porn, it's my queen and i decide how to worship her.

live laugh love Arashi <3