kkuken

[kkuken]

𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐈𝐃𝐒

contains hanemiya kazutora

tw hard dom kazutora, toys, overstimulation, degradation, pussy spanking, spit, hairpulling

You press your nose into his shirt, hiding yourself away from the prying eyes that seem to peak through your skin and muscle to the blood that flows underneath. He smells so nice, sweet but not fruity, his natural scent lingering on your clothes long after you’ve left. Your legs are spread enough to accommodate for his hand, as he pulls the piece of plastic shuddering violently within you out, only to slide it back in. It makes a lewd squelch, your center and thighs wet with slick.

The vibrator is turned up higher than you’d ever choose for yourself, but Kazutora is enjoying every twitch of your body under him where you’re splayed in his halfway in his lap, the murmur of a movie just background noise now. Your boyfriend drags his fingers through your wetness and spreads it up and down as he leans his face a bit closer. “Are you feeling good, doll? So good that you want to cry out for me, hm?”

You nod, looking up at his perfect face as he lifts a brow, pulling his fingers from you to stuff them into his mouth, humming happily. “Of course you are,” he says, “I take good care of my property.” The other hand is toying with your breasts, pinching and rolling the oversensitive buds under his thumb until they ache. It’s not the first orgasm he’s building you up to.

The rest of the room is dimmed, barely providing enough light to make out anything other than his gleaming eyes, and the way his lips curl in contentment at your clenching and twitching. “But we’re in the wide open, so you shouldn’t be loud. Right, pretty girl~?” he grins, his voice playful. You both know he couldn’t care less. Rooming with Baji has never stopped him before, you know it’s not going to stop him now.

The way he’s got your legs draped over the edge of the couch, directly in line with the door, is proof of that. You think it’s the chance of you breaking his petty rules that drives him crazy. If you misbehave, he gets to punish you. “Well, do your best to stay quiet!” He presses a quick kiss to your lips. His long, nimble fingers make work of trailing down your slit yet again, providing just the slightest touches to where he knows you need him most, only to pull back when you twitch.

When you whimper out his name with a frown, Kazutora stays peering down at you with those big eyes for a moment, before his lips crack into a bright smile. “Eh, scary! If you glare at me like that, I might just leave you dripping all over my lap for the rest of the evening,“ he teases, dipping one digit inside your stuffed hole and spreading you even wider as you fight through the aching.

The stretch is too much, bordering on painful and Kazutora makes no attempt at easing your pain by going any slower than he is. He just slides the entire thing in next to the vibrator until he’s up to his palm, holding it there. “Don’t be like that, babe! It’s not like I’ve done anything yet~” And as soon as your pussy accommodates for the intrusion, he pulls back from you. “I’m playing nice.” You have to bite your lip, hard, gripping the couch so tight at the loss and the building frustration.

You instead turn your head to nuzzle your cheek into his thigh, peering up for his reaction. Being impatient with your boyfriend can always go one of two roads. Either he decides to indulge you, letting you play with his pretty, hard cock as long as you’re keeping up with his requests, or if he’s in an especially greedy mood, he’ll allow you nothing at all.

You swallow when his bright eyes meet yours from so high above you, daring you to try it. Maybe not your mouth but— ever so slowly you bring one hand to brush over his bulge, clear and hard against the black sweatpants. Just a little, just a promise of relief you cling to. But Tora tuts his lips though, swatting your hand away and you almost let out a whine of frustration, until you see his face. He taps his fingers on your cheek as a warning.

“I don’t think so. Say ‘Aah’,” he gleams, gold sparking like fire in his eyes. The tips of his fingers dip between your lips to pull them open, as he leans down to push his face to yours. He bites your bottom lip hard, and then soothes it with the pink muscle he peeks out to taunt you. Holding your mouth corners apart, he trails his wet tongue over your gums and along the edges of your teeth, while you shiver in place.

It’s gross and degrading, exactly what you know he’s going for. Making you a trembling mess with the slightest of touches is his favorite pastime. Lapping at the corners of your mouth, tongue meeting yours as he sucks on the tip of it while you lay there to take whatever he offers you. He kisses and licks like you’re clenching his thirst, and when you start whimpering from the overstimulation he chuckles into your mouth.

Kazutora coos when he pulls back from you. “Now put it out.” You obey, offering your tongue to him as you take a deep breath, opening your mouth as wide as you can. You know from experience that you best listen well, or else you’ll be suffering for it later.

He reaches down to tangle one of his large hands into your hair, tugging back a bit so your throat is stretched and on display, before he opens his mouth and drops his spit— right onto your tongue. You tremble at the feeling, at the warmth and taste of it. It’s just spit, but it feels grossly intimate. “Keep it there until I tell you to swallow, okay~?” Though he keeps up the sing-song voice, you know he’s serious.

You nod as well as you can with the painfully tight hold on your hair, breathing out deeply. You do your best to hold your voice, though you are unable to keep your whimpers totally silent. “I’ll break this pretty pussy open in a minute, baby. But first…” He shuffles himself a bit higher and pulls your legs up and over, pressing them to your chest and you immediately reach your arms around to hold them in place.

Kazutora bites his bottom lip at the sight of you, so small and weak in his lap, perfectly obedient. “This is for being such a needy, little slut.” The swift hit to your cunt makes you cry out, stuffing your fingers between your teeth and tongue to keep it in, to no avail. Another follows directly after, the pain still feeling so mind-numbingly good.

“Tora,” you mumble around your own finger, “please.” It’s unbearable. You want to swallow, you want to touch him. You just want his cock inside already.

And your menace of a boyfriend, always able to read your mind, grins. “What? Toys don’t get to want anything. You just-” another hit to your clit is all you get, dangling on the edge of your high, "take what I give you.”

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𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐍

contains baji keisuke

tw incest, dubcon, manipulation, panty stealing, unprotected sex

You’re pinned to his body, looking ever so tiny tucked into him. Perfection. Splayed in your big brother’s lap, the road here vaguely innocent but fading quickly and Baji is quick to run that home with his mouth back to yours. Claiming your tongue as his property.

You whine out into it, growing needier by the second. His little sister is a horny mess for him, how cute. It takes everything in his power not to bend you over the table and pound into you until you’re squealing like an animal. Some other time, but not right now. His hand slips under the nighty you’re wearing though, mouth dropping open against the curve of your jaw at the fluffy lace lining the edge of your panties.

He hates thinking of you as sexually active, but fuck, that’s enough to make him ready to snap, already hard. “Give ‘em to me after this, your panties.” The thought alone makes him twitch in his pants, his hips growing less and less controlled by the second. His boxers are ruined by thick beads of precum, sweatpants now being stained by both his incessant dry-humping and the wetness staring to collect in your own underwear.

When you don’t really respond, he pulls your face down to meet his own by your cheeks, squeezing just hard enough to serve as a lifeline from your dreamy state back to Earth. “Let your sweet big brother have them, huh?” he begs, and though you don’t understand why he’d want them, you swallow.

“But they are dirty, Kei nii, I have to wash them.” Your protest only makes him smile against you, white teeth standing out in the dimming light of the room. Kazutora would be coming back any time soon, he remembers, mentally scolding himself for starting this now. But was he supposed to do about your sweet words and exposed legs, making him so hard his hands shake in anticipation.

Your big brother is a filthy, insatiable creature, he knows it too. He rubs his thick cock between the soft lips of your covered pussy a few more times, before putting his hands steady under your ass and lifting you up against him, letting your knees press against his sides while he holds your back to keep you from falling back. Your legs are squished up in between your two bodies, cunt now pressing directly on his suffering hard-on, and Keisuke has to stand still for a moment to make sure he doesn’t drop you with the groan that makes its way out of him.

You cling onto him as he carries you to the bed, a smile making it’s way onto his lips, a little evil as he watches you pout and tear like the little thing you are. “You’re so cute,” he coos with his grin widening, dropping you a bit too roughly into the bed and you whine at the spring that jams between your shoulder blades as a result. You shuffle up higher and he follows after you, licking a trail up your chest. “Show me your pussy again? Can you show niichan?”

Begrudgingly you slip your hand between your legs, he’s trained you to be plenty obedient, and push the pink panties aside to slow his your -his- slicked up pussy. “S’ embarrasing, Kei nii.”

He only makes a faint noise of disagreement, already getting onto his knees and pushing his sweats down to reveal the flushed, leaking head of his cock. “It’s not, I’m your brother. I take care of you.” He doesn’t waste any time spitting into his hand and stroking himself a few times with a groan, throwing his head back. You watch him, face heating under the sharp, pretty eyes that lay you out so pretty.

You shiver when his hands grip your thighs tight and spread them even more, before he gives you a mocking, little pout. “Wanna have it inside, hm? You do, don’t you?” You whine, biting back the embarrassed heat to let him pull your hips down against him. “C'mon, say it. Say ‘I want your cock, Kei nii’. Or else I’ll really make you cry.”

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𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐑

contains draken/ryuguji ken

tw incest, size kink, unprotected sex, lil violence mention

It’s late going on early when he finally returns to you, letting the door fall into lock too hard. Heavy feet drag over the planks to the bedside, and you barely have enough awareness to crack open one eye and follow him mull about. He unbuttons his shirt and tosses it over the single chair in your room, before turning over his shoulder to watch you shift on bed. “M’sorry for waking you up,” his low voice comes softly, faintly, and from a distance you almost believe he means it.

But he undoes his belt and drops it with the heavy clang of metal to the floor, and then his pants too, before placing a knee onto the mattress and dipping you towards him. You drag your fingers up his calf, along his knee and up to his thigh to let it rest there, palm on the flexing muscle hidden under that toughened skin.

And you stay quiet like that for what feels like hours, watching him watch you. Draken puffs out his chest a little, before pushing more weight onto his leg to jiggle you again. “Scoot.”

With the push of his large hand to your shoulder, you eventually do, leaving the warmth of your spot however begrudgingly to watch him lift the blankets, crawling in beside you with a slight cough. “It’s cold in here,” he mumbles, pulling the band out of his dark hair before he drops his head into the pillow with too much show, then reaches for you. “Crawl in close, yeah?”

“Missed y’, nii—chan,” you mouth back, heavy lashes almost brushing your cheeks again. You don’t crawl in close, instead rolling onto your stomach and pressing your cheek into the cool pillow. He only blinks back a few seconds, before propping himself up onto his elbow, catching your legs in his and pulling your bottom half closer anyway. Your cold feet warm a little when pressed against his calves, and his one hand is quick to pull on the edge of your shirt— his shirt, until your arm is pressed to his chest and he can tuck you under his chin.

That’s just how it goes with Draken. He asks and when you don’t give, he takes anyway, because you’re the only person he has left to care for so deeply. The only real family he has, he always reminds you, not that you could ever forget. It’s always been you and niichan, from the very beginning. Even when he was little, he was the one taking care of you, clothing you, feeding you, holding you. When you were freezing he gave you his jacket to put on, and when you cried about missing your mom, your dad, anyone you had never really had- that was what you could hang your faith onto. “I’ll always be here,” he promised.

“You always leave for so long,” you complain when his hands start roaming, already knowing his lips will come even before he presses them to the soft skin under your ear, dragging his warm breath down the surface along your throat. Feels like now he only comes back to you when he can’t handle being alone anymore. You hate it. You love him. He doesn’t make a sound when sliding one arm underneath, holding you steady as he rolls over you and starts picking at the panties you might as well have left on the floor with the other clothing, before finally nudging your face to turn so he can look at you.

The metal of his piercings glints in the faint light of the moon as he kisses you full on the mouth, sighing into it. “If I could stay here I would, you know that,” he breathes against your mouth, slowly starting to rut his hips against your ass. He steals another kiss, this time pushing his tongue against the seam of your lips and humming into it when you let him in and suck on the pink muscle. The panties get pushed down your thighs, strings of sticky wetness snapping as he keeps kissing, deeper and harder. His hips go faster too, pushing his swelling cock between your ass, groaning. It’s so hot, sweat starting to form on your temples and cheeks with your cheek still pressed into the pillow as your big brother fucks himself against you.

“Lift your leg,” he mumbles, helping you to give him more access, something he takes instantly and sinks his long, calloused fingers up to his bruised knuckles into you. “Missed this wet cunt so much, fuck,” his low voice pressed to your lips, your jaw, dragged along your neck. His boxers are getting soiled with precum that beads at the wet patch he’s rubbing along you, curling his fingers deep inside you and scissoring them apart a few times.

You’re already dripping, you can’t help it. Just being close to him now is enough to have your body anticipating, waiting and aching for your big, strong brother to fill you up, rut you into that blissful headspace. It’s nothing like the way you stuff your hands down your panties when he can only manage dropping by for a quick hello, pressing some bills into your hands before he’s back down the stairs, with no promise of when he’ll return.

It’s nothing like the way he bends you over the sink or the bed for all of ten minutes either, begging for more time to a god that never had any intention of listening to you. “Love you, niichan,” you croak out as he sucks hard at the crook of your neck, pulling his fingers out of you to wipe them on his boxers.

“I love you too, baby,” his hair brushes along your neck as he kisses a line down your spine, gripping your hips and finally, finally getting up on his knees between your legs. “Wanna be inside you.” You want that too, fuck, you want that more than anything. It bubbles over into little tears along your lashes, you shaking your hips side to side as he stares at your glistening cunt, gripping himself through his boxers and giving it a slow pump. You look over your shoulder to watch him peel the boxers from his abs down strong thighs, letting the flushed, hard cock bounce heavy between his legs. “Wanna be inside you so bad, little one, please,” he mumbles again, taking your silence as hesitation.

With his bottom lip tucked between his teeth and his hair a dark halo around his pretty face, it’s almost impossible to think there was a time you fought him on the intimacy. A time where you kicked and bit and threw the broken shard of your picture frame at his face. There’s still a little scar at the end of his eyebrow where it hit. But that was then, and now things have changed. You don’t fight him anymore when he links his hands with yours, because maybe you’ve finally shattered your pride enough to know that this is all you want. So you bite your lip too, sucking on it for comfort, before you nod. “Want you more than anything, Draken, please fuck me. Please, please, I’m yours. Your little sister.”

He’s too quick crawling over you, covering your body with his as he places his elbows next to your head and his hips rest on your ass, one hand lining himself up as you spread your thighs wider, tilting your pelvis to give him more access. “Love you,” he whispers, promises, “love you,” as he coats himself with your slick, trembling a little as your heartbeat pounds between your ears. “No condom?” he whispers when you roll your hips back against him, and you almost cry in pure frustration at feeling the hot, flushed head so close yet so fucking far.

“No, Draken please, just like this,” you hide your face into the pillow as you beg, fists balled so tight in your pillowcase. He lets out a shuddered agreement, before pushing into your heat and instantly moaning at it.

“Fuck, you’re so tight. My little sister’s pussy is so tight, hm? Only letting big brother in here, begging for it like this. Shit- y’feel so fucking good, you’re gripping me so tight,” it’s a tumble of words puffed into your hair as more of his weight pushes you into the matress as he slides further and further, thick cock spreading you open so much. Your mouth drops open as you drool into the pillow, hearing him bottom out with a loud smack as his heavy balls meet your skin, then pulling back. The rhythm he sets when you adjust to him a little is unfair. It drives the rattling headboard into the wall and makes your toes curl with how good he hits that spot inside you, mewling his name and shaking your head with tears and drool and sweat.

The hard sound of each thrust in filling the room in the dead of night, as you cling to your sanity. His cock fucks into your wetness until you’re creaming around him, squeezing him so hard it almost makes him pull out, shaking over you and dripping sweat from his chest onto your back. But it doesn’t matter, because he drives in again and again until you can’t form any coherent words anymore, gripping you so hard you hope it leaves permanent indents.

“Never leave me,” he breathes into your mouth when you pout for another kiss, and you only cling to him harder. ‘Never, never, never’ is what you mouth back to him, letting him fuck into you even harder, letting his balls hit your clit, his large hands pinch your nipples. For just now, it doesn’t matter that you know this is an unfair fate. And when you cum, you don’t bother muffling your moans of his name for the neighbors.

Niichan’s always been the one to take care of you.

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𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐑

contains sano manjiro/mikey

tw big bro mikey, incest, overstimulation, hairpulling

You’re laying in his bed by the time he finally returns from yet another Bonten meeting. Curled into a little ball around the scrunched blankets in your fists, and for a moment Mikey imagines you are as small as you were almost twenty years ago, frozen in time with him as a spectator. But you’re not, of course you’re not. You’re an active player of your own life, bright and bustling and unending in devotion to anything that shows you kindness. Not so active right now though, he thinks with a tiny smile, walking over to take the remaining surface of blanket to drape it over your exposed shoulders.

You’re twisted into an uncomfortable looking position, upper half down on the mattress but your hips and legs sideways and your knees pulled toward you. He sighs as he pries a hand between your stomach and the plush to move you back into a sideways position with ease, lingering his hand for a second where it looks so giant compared to your resting figure. He’s only gotten this big not that long ago, but he’s always been bigger than you and knowing of it too. It was more of an achievement of pride when he was younger, no one cares anymore now. But never has he felt so much bigger than this moment, like he could swallow you up if he tried.

He brushes his fingertips from your temple all the way to the soft lines of your collarbones, lingering there. Something invisible that blooms under the surface of your skin, hidden by sinew and soft muscle. Because where he is big, you are soft and warm and he’s been told multiple times that you’re everything he lacks. Maybe that’s why he cares so much, even when you’re unaware of his presence. Though, he muses, you can’t be completely unknowing if you found your way into his bed at the tick of nightfall.

Maybe you were waiting for him and fell asleep. He only returns for weekends lately, though he knows you hate it. Mikey is the oldest now, needs to be the responsible one even if he hates it too. But there’s a bright part of his future dedicated to you and he’ll be damned if he lets himself mess that up. The noiret moves from beside the bed to the closet, making his way into the bathroom to wash off all the grime and sin of his day, before setting foot in the room of his childhood again.

He pauses. “What are you doing up? You were sleeping fine.” You’re sitting up in his bed, and though it’s hard to tell in the darkness he known your head is bopping forward with each exhausted blink. You don’t respond until he sits down on his bed, dipping it with his weight.

“Mikey nii, you’re back home,” you whisper, sounding so soft, small, dainty. He nods, sliding onto the free half of the bed and playing with the edge of the blanket as he tries to get situated. It’s hard when you’re in the middle of it, his bed is not big. “I’m glad, I missed you.” You rub a fist over your eyes, before you willingly topple into him. Your face connecting with his bare chest, you reach your little arms around his shoulders into a hug, unable to connect it. He shifts a little to make it easier for you, but you’re just too small.

“Are you going back to your room now?” he asks, trying his best to keep the volume down. You shake your head in disagreement, mumbling something vague about staying with him, until he sighs and gives in to wrap his muscular arm around the small of your back, letting you lay halfway on top of him in an embrace.

“Need you,” your fingers brush against his palm, before you’re dragging his hand towards your crotch, “touch me.” The pout sounds in your voice, and he bites back a laugh.

“Y’know, most people start with hello or how are you.” He pulls his hand out of your grip to grab your ass instead, pulling you higher up his body. Your leg folded on top of his thighs, torso claiming him as yours even half asleep. And your face slotted under his jaw, you give a few sloppy kisses there.

“Hello. How are you, niichan?” It’s halfhearted at best, slurred and mumbled without any thought, and he gives too easily. Always does for you, to his own dismay. It’s turned you into a spoilt fucking brat. He squeezes the plush skin between his calloused fingers, before sighing into your hair and pulling your panties from between your legs with a few lazy pulls.

“Better now I—” his fingers trail over your wet slit with a hum, sliding in two digits with too much urgency. It’s wet and messy for him already, and you let out a few soft moans before arching your back into him, into his touch, his body— your big brother. “Now that I can taste this pretty pussy again.” Your only big brother now. “Tell me who it belongs to.”

He scissors them and thrusts in and out with every lewd, overly wet squelch, bumping your clit against his palm as he bottoms them out, letting you fuck yourself on them as you stain his boxers. He’s hard and squished between your bodies and so warm between your legs, but the feeling of your cunt drooling on his abs is too good to stop right now.

As you’re grinding and shaking over him, he grunts, other hand reaching up to yank your hair back and you yelp, tearing up with a pitiful little whine that makes his cock twitch. “Tell me who it belongs to, baby sister. Nice and loud.”

“You!” your voice gets more high pitched as he fucks another finger along it, curling them deep into your gummy walls, right into the spot that makes your hips buck and eyes roll closed. You bring yourself against your big brother with desperate moans, laying kisses along his tattoo and down to his chest. “Niichan, niichan- nii—‘m gonna- f-feel s’good, Mikey nii. Feels so good, feels so good, God please.” Just a little more and your trembling legs lock around his hips, stuttering through a string of moans when he thumbs your clit hard and fast. “Aghn, ah, ah! Niichan, m’cummin, gonna-f”

You cum with your big brother’s fingers sliding relentlessly in and out of you, drooling pussy slicking up his stomach, boxers and hand. Before you can even come down from the waves of pleasure he rolls you over and presses a deep kiss onto you, swallowing up your moans with his tongue. He rubs hard and fast on your clit until you shove at his hand, before peeling the sticky fabric from him to rub the glossy head of his cock between your thighs.

“Missed you so much, missed-ah- you so fucking much. Wanted this wet, sloppy cunt,” his fingers pull from the mess with a flick, his mouth corners twitching when you yelp, “all fucking week. All fucking week for hours, baby.”

It’s true, he thinks as he lines himself up and lets you drape your arms around his wide shoulders, breathing your name into the kiss. You’ve got your big brother wrapped like steel thread around your tiny, little finger.

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𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒

༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐆 ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ

𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗷𝗶𝗿𝗼/𝗺𝗶𝗸𝗲𝘆

— gentler (tw incest, overstimulation)

𝗿𝘆𝘂𝗴𝘂𝗷𝗶 𝗸𝗲𝗻/𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗻

— higher (tw incest, size kink)

𝗯𝗮𝗷𝗶 𝗸𝗲𝗶𝘀𝘂𝗸𝗲

— reign (tw incest, dubcon)

༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀 ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ

𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗲𝗺𝗶𝘆𝗮 𝗸𝗮𝘇𝘂𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗮

— rapids (tw hard dom, overstim, pussy spanking)

༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ

𝗶𝘇𝗮𝗻𝗮 𝗸𝘂𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘄𝗮

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kise / aomine as your daddies

tw -cest, daddy, patronizing, dumbification, brief divorce mention

kise is the type to ‘teach you’ all about being a grown up, straight from daddy’s lap, that’s the best way to learn right? always calls you 'his favorite’ or 'his baby’, and doubles down when you get embarrassed. no one in the world will ever forget you’re the apple of his eye. don’t feel weird getting into the shower with daddy,, aren’t you two family?

it’s okay to be close, right? he’d love to keep you company while you read through your lecture notes, providing positive reinforcement any time you need. ryouta loves you most after all <3 even when you get a boyfriend and he has to train you how to suck dick like a proper girlfriend <33

aomine isn’t nearly as sweet to you,, though anyone can tell he has a soft spot for you. but he’s more direct, and if you didn’t get the hint that you’ll be sleeping in his bed now him and mama are divorced, he’ll drag you to his bed himself. you’re just a 'stupid, little girl’ after all, you don’t know any better right?

and when he tells you not to bring friends over, you’ll listen, because daddy takes such good care of you even though you’re this dumb. doesn’t it feel good when he stuffs his hand down your panties when you’re taking off your make-up? that’s right, daddy loves you more than anyone even though you’re such a hassle. the least you can do is spread your legs a little wider, and let him fuck the drooling, flushed tip into your fist.

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contains kise ryouta & aomine daiki

tw degradation, darcyphilia, dubcon, size kink, painful sex, punishment, choking, daddy

✰ KISE

- ryouta isn’t mean when he’s fucking you, even when you piss him off - he even likes it when you’re mouthy with him - but if he’s having a really bad day sometimes he can’t help himself - it’s his personal pride to make you sob under his words, hands, his tongue - he doesn’t mean to get carried away, but it’s easy to lose himself in you and how pretty you sound - to the point where he’s not really listening to your words anymore - you almost never use your safeword - but today wasn’t a good day for you either, and his words hurt much more - you’re past the point of just crying out of embarrassment and pleasure - the longer he continues the tighter your chest gets, and you push at his shoulders

“Got your filthy cunt squeezing me like crazy, baby,” the tone in his voice is amused, vicious. “You’re nothing more than my personal cumdump. Maybe I’ll ruin you for anyone else, hm?”

You’ve already taken every single of his insults, but he hasn’t let up for a second. Your eyes are clenched shut as you cling to his shoulders, unwillingly digging your nails in a little harder. He hisses, but has no intention of slowing down. “No,” you cry.

“Yeah, think I’ll ruin you. So that when I replace you, you’ll come crawling back to me all teary eyed.” It’s too much. Way too much, your heart clenching and warm, wet tears spilling back down your face.

“W-wanna stop, Ryou,” you sniffle, mouth falling open again when he only picks up the pace, focussing on the sight of you taking him deep inside.

“Cry harder, baby, you know I like it.” He’s not looking at you, just has his hands clamped on your thighs, pulling you to meet each thrust. “So fucking- tight.”

“Stop. Ryouta.” He bites his lip, rolling his hips against you so deep and hard. “Red, red,” you shake your head now, really squeezing at his shoulder when he shows no intent of stopping. Your body is so locked up that even the pumps in and out hurt. You almost draw blood with how hard you grab his arm. “Red, Kise!”

Suddenly he’s lifting himself off of you right away, trying to meet your eyes as your chest heaves up and down too hard. He’s quick to pull out and grab hold of your face as you shake your face side to side. “Shhh, I’m so sorry, baby. I got you now, I’m sorry.”

“Why-” your crying only helped a little as he looks at you with such worried eyes, mortification all over his handsome face. “I said stop.”

He kneels by you the second you show some signs of calling down to wrap you into his arms, tucking you safely into the crook of his neck as you sob. “I’m sorry, I really- I didn’t hear you. I wasn’t listening.” His kisses are soft on the shell of your ear. “I love you so much. It won’t happen again.”

✰ AOMINE

- we all know aomine is big - he’s big and he knows it and isn’t afraid to overwhelm you with it - of course, normally he’ll be attentive enough to put your pleasure first - but there’s days where his attention on you just goes straight out the window - and he’s too busy chasing his own high and pleasure to take it slower - you use your safeword from time to time, and he doesn’t take it personal - he knows you’re taking what you can and doing your best for him - but he’s been trying to fuck you the entire day to relieve some damn stress and he’s been blue balled every fucking time - his patience is on it’s final stretch - of course, you can’t know that when you ask him to just slow down a little

“Daddy, daddy,” you coo, knees pressed up to your ears and your blood pounding between your ears. He’s already taken two orgasms out of you and you’re rapidly coming up to a third, but his pace has been so hard and forceful that your clit feels sore already. “Mhm- Dai-”

Your mouth clamps shut when he doesn’t give you a moment to adjust to the feeling of his flushed head pushing into your pussy, glaring down at your body with his lip tucked between his lips. “Aw, aw, aw,” you try to ignore the stretch and take the inches he’s shoving into you all at once, making your body feel so small and tight, “daddy, you’re so big. So f-fuck-ing big.”

His breaths are short and heavy, already bottoming out and pushing your walls out too fast, making tears well up in your eyes as you watch him. “Fuck, daddy, slow down. Please, slo-w down a little.”

“Shut up,” he snarls back, grabbing your throat and squeezing it between long fingers. His hand is warm and heavy, and your cunt clenches despite yourself as he starts fucking into you hard and fast. “Don’t tell me what the fuck to do.”

You can’t help but crack your mouth open and cry about how hard he’s really pumping into you, large cock hitting so deep it makes your stomach flip. It hurts, really, and you grab at his arm for support. “Hurts,” you squeak.

“Hah? I told you to shut up. Take what I give you, slut.” He only squeezes harder, making your eyes roll back as you sob and shake your head, clenching hard around him. You can’t take it, the heavy pumps against your overstimulated clit and how deep he’s fucking you is too much.

“I don’t like this,” you cry out, ignoring his scoff to push against his stomach hard. “Stop, you’re hurting me.” Your pathetic little mumbles are ignored for a few more seconds before you snap, shoving his arm off your throat with all your might. He totally loses his balance and slips down onto his knees as you shout, voice breaking. “Red, Aomine! Get the hell off me.”

Your heavy breathing is the only sound for a few seconds, before he takes in a breath. “Baby? I- I didn’t mean to-”

The sound of his voice so soft now only makes you cry, clenching your eyes shut. He slowly and ever so gently pulls out of you to quickly fish his boxers from the floor and put them on. “I know you didn’t mean to,” you squeak as he scoops you up against his body, “but that really hurt.”

“Shit,” is all he says for a few seconds, before slowly rubbing your shoulders with his large hands, trailing kisses down the length of your neck and your shoulders. “I’m really sorry, angel.”

“S'okay.”

“It’s not.”

“Let me hit you one time and we’ll call it even.”

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“Niisan, are you done soon?” you pout, leaning back against his chest as the blankets slide down your bodies. It’s excruciating trying not to shift when he has his cock buried so deep inside you every breath you take reminds you of it. But he pulls his mouth from your neck to nudge his nose along the sensitive skin, nodding.

“Salmon.” The soft agreement, paired with the way he pats your leg to have you lift it up towards him only makes you try to bite back a moan again, neck and throat sorely abused and tingling with the remnants of his overeager branding, leaving the skin painful and swollen. As soon as you lift your thigh towards your chest, he hooks his arm around it and leans you back into him enough to fuck up into your pussy. The squelching and your moans are the only sounds for a few seconds, before he licks a path down your neck to suck there again.

And as you reach back to cling to his arm when the thrusts get harder and faster, he brushes his lips to the shell of your ear. “Cum again for niichan, keep cumming.”

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— i write 18+ characters. i won’t answer any asks about the guys in middle or high school, even if it’s just a fluffy ask, bc this is a smut blog n I still don’t like it. (if i do write anything high school related, all people involved are strictly 18+, but that prob won’t happen anyway)

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— if you shit on characters on dash all day n think you have to let everyone know i think that’s distasteful and we won’t get along

— i write most dc except dismemberment (too scary for me), and i’m okay with all kinks except scat and femdom/mommy. i’m a crybaby and a sub, i just can’t write it. noncon, dubcon, incest, stepcest, snuff, piss, vore, daddy, ddlg, anal, dilf, breeding, infantilization, a/b/o all good.

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— I mainly only write male char x fem reader — you can thirst or ask me whatever you want, i’ll write if i feel up for it! if i don’t write your request i’m either busy or wasn’t feeling it, it’s nothing personal

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— suicide, heavy descriptions of depression, some mental illnesses — heavy depictions of gore (as of now at least) — long-term abuse — some kinks are not my cup of tea, i’ll politely let you know if so — character x character ships

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