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cythena · 4 months

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TOUCH ME TEASE ME FEEL ME UP

❥ — ꒰ notes ꒱ gojo, yuuji, toji, nanami x fem!reader, making out, public (yuuji), semi public (gojo, toji, nanami), cursing, tit sucking (gojo), there’s no sex but very suggestive, everyone gets cockblocked

❥ — ꒰ synopsis ꒱ you looked so good for them and they couldn’t resist getting their hands and lips on you

SATORU GOJO ✰ BACKSEAT

he always had ijichi take you two around. he still has no idea how he convinced ijichi to drive you both around. satoru decided to take you on a date to a high class sushi restaurant in the city. you deserved it after the stressful mission you had. so you dressed up. you wore a tight deep blue dress (that he bought for you) and these black heels. he loved the way your legs looked in heels. they shaped your body nicely.

as you walked into the restaurant, he rested his hand on your back right before your ass curved. he couldn’t resist touching you when you looked so perfect. when you sat in front of him he admired your chest and collarbone adorned by the jewelry he gifted you. seeing you made the strongest’s ego swell up even more.

on your way back to the car ijichi texted satoru he would be back to the car in a minute and he didn’t mind at all. he didn’t tell you but he did start rushing you to the car just a little. when you were in your seat he pounced.

he protected your head from hitting the window with his hand. his body crawled on top of you and caged you in. he rubbed his hands against your thighs to pull your dress above your hips. you pushed his head harder against your collarbone. he sucked harshly at your skin until he was confident you had a dark purple bruise. “oh! s-satoru! ijichi-”

“isn’t here right now,” he cut you off and pressed another kiss to your lips. he moved to pull the top of your dress down. now he could see your braless tits. he slurped your nipples obnoxiously loud. “you just look so fucking sexy right now. i’ve been so hot for you since i saw you.”

you whined at his words. he sat up and pulled you down to lie flat on the seat. he lifted your ankle onto his shoulder. his lips focused on kissing your soft ankle and higher. your tits were covered in bite marks illuminated by the moonlight flowing into the car. satoru rubbed two fingers right against your clit through your thin panties.

“you wearin’ a thong?” he teased. you nodded with a loud moan when he squeezed your skin. he shifted his arm underneath your waist to flip you over. “shit- ‘ve gotta see that.”

suddenly someone cleared their throat. satoru languidly pulled himself away from you. his fingers still rubbed at your slit. you scrambled to fix your appearance. in the rear view mirror ijichi’s glasses reflected. you shamefully pulled your dress up and smoothed out the bottom.

“these tinted windows shouldn’t be abused,” the driver muttered to satoru. you could only wished to be as shameless as your boyfriend.

YUUJI ITADORI✰ BEACH

yuuji loved the beach. there was only one thing he loved more, your ass. so imagine his delight when getting to combine his two favorite things. nobara was a genius for planning this day. you had on a cute pink bikini. he remembers you picking it and showing him. it looked pretty online but he didn’t imagine it could look so perfect on you.

the small cups hugged your boobs to your chest and at first you had on the matching beach skirt. he held your hand while you walked to a nice secluded spot to hold for you and your friends. when your spot was ready, you untied the knot at the side and let the skirt fall.

yuuji was looking through your bag for sunscreen at the time. you were facing the ocean while talking to him. when he looked up he caught a beautiful sight of you. your skin was barely covered, it was so delicious to look at. it glimmered in the sun too. he could’ve sworn his mouth was watering. you turned around when he didn’t respond to your question.

“c’mere baby, real quick,” he murmured in a trance. he pulled you onto his lap. his hands played with your ass, fondling and squishing it. your tits were right in front his face too. “you look so pretty, my pretty girl right.” he said with a kiss to your shoulder.

he kissed up your neck and onto your lips. you held the sides of his face as your tongues met. your cunt rubbed against his crotch. he groaned into your mouth. your tongues swirled around each other’s.

“yuuj, calm down,” you giggled. he only pouted and leaned back in to kiss you. you didn’t resist him. your nails tickled his scalp from his undercut. he cock pressed through his shorts. he brought his hand to play with your boob from underneath the thin layer of your top. he pinched and toyed with your nipple.

“‘m sorry baby, your lips taste good. i can’t help it.” his cheeks flushed furiously. your head fell back in a laugh. you kissed his cheeks and stroked his hair. he tasted your strawberry lips again. they were so soft and delicious against his own.

“looking hot y/n! i missed you!” you turned around to see nobara, maki, and megumi walking over. yuuji’s mood deflated now. he hugged you to his chest until you eventually freed yourself to say hi. he laid back on the chair with a towel obviously laid on his lap.

TOJI FUSHIGURO ✰ ELEVATOR

getting toji out of the house was a struggle. he didn’t want to get dressed and go to your friend’s party. the entire time you were doing your makeup and getting dressed, he was right behind you pawing at your hips.

you were grateful you made it into the building. your friend rented out a penthouse for her birthday. you stared at the buttons on the wall to the elevator.

“didn’t even know they made buildings this damn tall,” your boyfriend grumbled as he tugged on his collar. you looked at the mirror next to you — bending over to reapply your lipgloss. when toji turned to see what you were doing his eyes immediately fell to your ass sticking out for him.

his hand flew to grab a handful. the impact jutted to you forward a bit and you smeared your lipgloss. angrily, you stood back up about to reprimand him when he shoved you against the mirror. your lip gloss tube clattered to the ground.

his hands swooped your wrists together above your head. one hand locked them together while the other took advantage of the full access to your body. he nipped at your neck, exposed collarbone, and took his time in between your breasts.

“look so good, gotta mark ya up, make sure no man looks at you.”

“toji! control yourself!” you whined. he played with your thighs. his tongue licked a wide stripe back up your neck.

“mad i fucked up your lips?” he taunted. your leg wrapped around his waist, shifting your dress higher. the mirror revealed your lacy black panties that you were saving for him for after the party. you nodded with your lip stuck between your teeth. “poor baby.” he pecked your lips and wiped away the wine colored smudge. his husky voiced whispered, “i’m gonna ruin your whole look.”

the elevator dinged once before both doors began sliding open. toji loosened his grip for a second giving you the chance to push him off. you swiped your lip gloss from the ground and frantically reapplied it while toji fixed your dress. as soon as the doors on either side of you were exposed to the crowd of people.

you hurried to greet your friend with a nervous smile. your hands still smoothed out any wrinkles he left. toji followed behind you, blocking out the bit of your ass left hanging out just for him to see.

KENTO NANAMI ✰ OFFICE

kento was so proud of you for getting a promotion. now you got a new office that needed to be moved into. he offered his assistance to move your boxes into the new place. it wasn’t hard but he just wanted to spend some more time with you.

“you look so gorgeous, princess. i’m very proud of you,” he praised you. he picked you up and spun you around. you giggled once he put you down on your desk. he stroked the side of your cheek. you leaned into his touch.

“thank you, baby.” now kento considered himself a higher class man. he would never act on his perverted thoughts but when he looked down, the button on your blouse was open. multiple actually. enough for the plum colored lace of your bra to peek out.

he checked the time. it was about to be your lunch break. your body relaxed in his arms while he kissed up your neck. he kissed your ear and jawline.

“mhm. what’s gotten into you kento?” you sighed. your hand rested in his hair as he worked around your face. your eyes shut to intensify the feeling of his warm lips on your body. his thumbs stroked the dimples of your back.

“you smell good. do you have time?” he asked already knowing your answer. you followed his steps and checked your clock. he pulled away to look into your deep eyes. you gave him a nod and he reflected your mischievous glint in your eyes and smile.

he helped you to your back and rocked against you. he shoved his suit jacket off, disregarding where it landed. your buttons flew open, displaying your bra. he kissed them before his hands could meet them. your legs wrapped around his waist as your pencil skirt rose. he rubbed your thighs and snapped the strap of your garters against them.

“kento… ‘ts good, feels good,” you purred. he breathed in the alluring scent of your perfume. he’d have to buy you more. it had him rutting against you desperately. he grunted into your skin.

he locked hands with you against your desk. he wrapped the side of your panties around one knuckle to pull it down. he just needed to hear more of you. he had to hear you beg for more of him.

a rhythmic tapping sound echoed in the room. it only hit twice before kento was off of you and pulling your panties up and skirt down. you worked quickly to button up your shirt again.

“just a moment,” you called with a shaky voice. he smoothed out your hair and fixed any details you might’ve missed. “come in!”

the new intern walked in with some papers for you. his eyes flashed around the room nervously. they landed on kento, his slightly wrinkled shirt and gray pants. then they landed on the matching gray suit jacket in the corner.

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cythena · 4 months

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INVITE ONLY

❥ — ꒰ notes ꒱ megumi fushiguro x fem!reader, not really any warnings tbh, smut, college au, outdoor sex, he pulls out

❥ — ꒰ synopsis ꒱ nobara took you to some illegal racing night and you catch the winner’s eye ; 1.5k words

you didn’t mind hanging out with nobara. she told you about this underground bike racing scene she wanted to go to. it was a friday night, you’d needed something to relax you. so you dressed up. it wasn’t the most but it was certainly enough. you borrowed nobara’s knee high boots to pair with your miniskirt. you threw on a long sleeve too.

“you look so hot, y/n. i’d so take you home tonight,” nobara cheered.

you laughed and grabbed your phone. “maybe you should, cause i’d definitely let you.”

“maki is already outside, come on.”

the setting was not what you expected. it started outside a large warehouse. the huge doors were open on both sides. the designated spectators section was brightly lit with neon purple street lamps. the audience was full of drunk college kids. the asphalt was littered with shotgunned cans.

maki and nobara dragged you to the front. there you could see the line up of bikes. drivers leaned against theirs, all with one or two girls drooling over them. except one, who seemed to arrive just as you did.

he pulled up closest to you and your friends. his hands removed the black helmet from his head. upon removal, he shook his slightly flattened hair to where it stood back up naturally. his long lashes fluttered as he blinked.

he caught your attention as he kicked the kickstand. you were looking at something on nobara’s phone. he swung his leg over to stand up. that’s when a few girls appeared in front of him. his unamused eyes glanced around the group of them.

he crouched down to make some adjustments to his bike. you could see his name “fushiguro” spread across the back of his shoulders.

his bike was so pretty, you thought. it was gorgeous. the onyx material on the outside with shimmering dark blue accents matched his leather outfit. now that you got a good look at him, he was just a pretty.

looking at the timer, only about a minute remained until the race started. fushiguro ignored any questions directed toward him. he focused on sitting himself back on his bike. his head turned to you right before he secured his helmet on. you caught a glimpse of his green eyes before they disappeared under the black screen.

engines revved as the countdown began. at the buzzer and the drag of the checkered flag, in an instant that man was gone.

so you looked over to nobara, confused on what to do now. you couldn’t see the race anymore. so your friend pulled you over to a group of others. so it was just like a party until you could see the winners.

that familiar black and blue bike was the first to cross the finish line. he curved his bike towards the crowd. several others finished but only after he had the time to step off and walk over. walk to where he stopped right in front of you.

he took off his helmet again and tucked it under his arm.

“what’s your name?” he asked.

“y/n.”

“fushiguro.”

“your bike is pretty,” you said trying to avoid any silence. you moved your head to see it over his shoulder.

“wanna ride it?” he didn’t break eye contact. you did when you looked over to maki and nobara. maki nodded and waved her phone.

megumi unzipped his jacket as you stood in front of his bike. he draped the leather over your shoulders now.

“gets cold, ‘n wear this too.” he held his helmet over your head.

“but you-”

he stopped you. “i’ll be fine.” he secured the helmet to your head now before lifting his leg over the seat. he turned his head over his shoulder. you placed a hand on the back seat for balance.

once seated, you hesitantly wrapped your arms around him. he pulled them tighter around his stomach. you felt every dip of his defined muscles underneath his shirt.

he revved his engine and broke the low hum from the engine. his hands twisted the throttle once more. he squeezes your hand briefly. the bike surges forward down the track. wind blew at your face and uncovered skin. it wasn’t painful, just cold.

the road traveled through a forest for a short moment. megumi took a turn off the path. he brought you to a clearing with a view of the tokyo skyline. his engine faded to the quiet hum instead of the loud roar that ripped through the silence before shutting off.

he helped you take off his helmet. his hand fixed your hair disrupted by the pressure. he was the first to get off and walk around.

“so, you always take a girl on a ride after a win?” you prompted.

“don’t know, you’re the first.”

you placed a hand on your chest. he towered over you as he stared at the city. “lucky me then,” you smiled. “so what’s your plan now, fushiguro?”

his thumbs wiped at his lips as he looked at you. a dangerous glint hit his green eyes.

megumi wasn’t worried about his bike at the moment. he couldn’t focus on anything else except the way your ass jiggled with every slap of his skin to yours. he yanked your tight miniskirt to where it was hidden underneath his jacket.

his jacket with his name.

his palm spread against your cheek, fitting perfectly. his other hand cupped your chin and pulled your head back. your nails scratched against the leather.

“f-fushiguro!”

“megumi. m-my name’s megumi- oh fuck,” he hissed. he pulled your back against his solid chest. your heart rate quickened. your head fell against his shoulder as you looked into his almost feral eyes. “not what you expected, huh? never seen you before. your first time here, dressed so fucking slutty. couldn’t take my eyes off you.”

you moaned in response. he pressed his lips against your neck. your mind drifted to how your friends would respond to the love bites he was obviously leaving. you didn’t care as you reached around and tangled your hand in his hair.

“megumi, i- mhm~”

you sounded so pretty for him. you looked just as gorgeous too. he loved hearing his name fall from your lips as his thumb smeared your lipstick and tears your mascara. he wanted to make you sob for him like this all the time.

“you’re real fucking pretty, love fucking you dumb.” you cried out his name again. he licked the marks he left on your skin. “ha, can’t even respond. that’s fine, just keep squeezing me.”

and you listened well. your cunt clenched around him. “please megumi! i can’t!

he could see your nails scraping the seat, leaving white marks. he loved it. he loved seeing the way he made you and he wanted to keep them there forever.

“your slutty hole gonna cum for me?” he laughed. his hand fondled your tits quickly before going back down to play with your clit. you nodded as much as you could as he pinned you against him by the neck.

you were so close now. you felt megumi’s cock and hands pulling the cord to your release. he continued driving against your sensitive walls. you felt every vein on him deep inside your core.

your nails started to dig in scalp now. “oh megumi! t-thank you! ‘m gonna cum!” megumi pressed a hard and sloppy kiss against your lips. your eyes rolled into the back of your head. your hole tightened around him. you squealed as he pulled away.

he grunted against your skin. you felt so unbelievably tight around him. your hand fell limp and out of his hair. you were close to giving out so he supported your weight — treating you like his own fleshlight.

he pushed against your ass to pull out. he bent you over completely on his bike. megumi groaned at the cold air hitting him. quickly, he worked his own cock until thick strings of cum spurted out onto your skin.

“i’ll take you home,” he said, fixing your skirt. “can i get your number before we go?”

you looked back up at him. “yeah.” he already had his phone out of pocket to give to you.

you were a little embarrassed from how loud megumi’s bike was. it was early in the morning when you got home. he hopped off and helped you. he walked you to your door without turning off the engine.

you almost forgot about his jacket. you started to slide one arm off but he stopped you. “can i see you again?”

you nodded, “yeah.”

he slid the sleeve back over you. you managed to put in the code to open the door with your shaky hands. “keep it. goodnight y/n.”

nobara wasn’t as calm as maki when the biker dropped you off back at your apartment. especially not when you walked in with your makeup so displaced. she practically jumped you.

her heart stopped beating when she noticed the jacket. “oh my god that’s his jacket! maki! look! he gave her the jacket!”

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cythena · 4 months

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THIRST FOR ME <3

❥ — ꒰ notes ꒱ choso kamo x fem!reader, choso and reader drink, oral (m receiving), mating press, he’s not a virgin but he cums so easily, he calls reader pretty a lot, swallowing cum, praise, he pulls out

❥ — ꒰ synopsis ꒱ you’ve been babysitting this kid for a few weeks now and you just met his older brother ; 1.7k words

yuuji was a so adorable. he was a happy kid, energetic, so sweet, not the brightest, but you loved him. every friday and saturday night you would go over to the his house to babysit. they paid you very well. it was a good amount for two nights out of your week and enough to get you through college.

when you went over there, you just watched some stupid movie and cooked for him. he really liked human earthworm. he’d spend the entire movie explaining the plot and you just had to nod. the easiest cash of your life.

one thing you never understood is why they paid you. he had a brother. you’d seen the pictures, yuuji had talked about him. his name was choso and him and yuuji were half brothers.

yuuji curled up on your lap, almost falling asleep after you gave him an hour past his bedtime. his eyes were battling sleep and you knew it. you stroked his hair and pulled the blanket over him. once he fell asleep, you’d pick him up and bring him to bed.

and you did. within minutes that little boy was knocked out. you paused the tv and picked him to carry to his room. you brushed hair out his small face and rubbed his forehead to say goodnight. you turned his little nightlight on before leaving.

you glanced at the alarm clock on his nightstand.

8:59

yuuji’s parents wouldn’t be home for three hours. so you decided to rewatch friday the 13th and probably fall asleep on their nice couch. they’ve walked in on you sleep a few times it would be fine.

you sat snuggled up on the couch, the suspenseful music filled the room from the tv. your feet propped against the armrest. you let your arm hang over the couch. your eyes were lazily glued to the screen.

now fully relaxed, your body shot up at the sound of the door opening. in the entrance to the living room loud footsteps echoed. but you relaxed as you remembered what his parents told you before they left.

“you yuuji’s babysitter?”

choso was his name right? he looked absolutely nothing like his little brother. he was about 10 years older than him. he looked young but still mature. maybe it was the thick tattoo across the bridge of his nose. it also could’ve been his sickly appearance from his purple eye bags on his pale skin.

you pulled the blanket up over your bare thighs and skirt now feeling intimidated from his gaze. “yeah, i am. you’re his brother, choso, right?” you replied. he nodded then set a bag on the counter and pulled it down. it was four bottles.

he turned off the light in the kitchen area. his knuckles intertwined with the necks of two bottles. with his other hand he snatched a bottle opener. you gathered your legs up on the couch as he dropped into the seat next to you.

he opened one bottle and offered it to you which you took with no hesitation. “friday? i love this movie, you into this stuff?” he asked without taking his eyes off the screen. he only barely glanced at you again.

“yeah. i love this one.”

“yuuji sleep?” looking at his side profile, he had numerous piercings— three smaller ones on his lobe and an industrial. strands of his hair covered the industrial.

“i put him to bed like 30 minutes ago,” you answered. as the movie continued, you relaxed back onto the couch. choso made some occasional commentary that you responded to, genuinely interested and enjoying his presence.

you liked the way he told you about the movie. his sorta geeky persona came out. you also liked how when he took off his jacket you could see the subtle flex of his muscles. how you just wanted him to manhandle you, put you into positions you didn’t even know existed.

could he see the way you stared him down? was that the reason behind the look he gave you.

“y/n,” he called and broke you out of your trance. “that’s your name right?”

“it is.”

he turned to you. underneath the ink on his face was a red hue. it crossed his cheeks in the same way. was he a lightweight? no, he seemed sober. you on the other hand were feeling a little buzzed.

“y/n,” he tasted your name on his tongue again with more confidence. he shuffled over to you. his hand pressed against your skirt. he large hand fit over a nice amount of your skin.

before you could even pause the tv, his other hand pushed against the back of your neck. your lips molded together seamlessly and his tongue flicked yours.

you eventually find your way on top of him. his hands rubbed on your waist down to your hips where one bunched up your tank top to pull over your chest. you managed to undo the cute spiky buns he styled. his hair sprawled against the leather couch.

“hey, pretty girl,” he panted, “you good enough to do this?” his hands continued playing with whatever he could grab onto until you nodded. then he was forcing himself to lean against the armrest while holding you with one hand and pulling his pants down with the other.

he felt big through his pants — he was.

your hands immediately wrapped around him. both. his head fell back with a low groan. with the way you straddled his thighs and how soaked you were now, you couldn’t help rubbing your clit against him.

choso stroked your cheek as you crawled backwards to lower your head down. “you wanna taste it? fuck. i won’t stop you.” his adams apple bobbed with his swallow.

he was pale and girthy for the most part — the mushroom tip had its own rosy blush. it drew you in like candy. you couldn’t resist the instinctual first lick to his slit.

his warm salty taste filled your mouth. choso’s back arched and he let out a loud moan. his own voice reached your panties, soaking them without another touch.

“you’re so fucking good at this,” he rested his palm on your head. his other carded through his own hair while his lips parted. “shit — ngh, i-” your head bobbed deeper. more of his cock fit into your throat. “what a pretty girl swallowing —mmph- my cock.”

you pulled away with a soft pop. your hand immediately began jerking his slippery cock. and choso saw heaven. you flashed him a bright smile with your angelic laughter, “you really think i’m pretty?”

“cumming,” he strained.

you lurched back only to get your tits and face covered in his cum. white dripped down your skin and down your black bra. you wiped some off your cheek and swiped your fingers against your tongue. choso was still hard so he pulled you to hover over him.

he sat completely up with both hands on your hips. “you’re the prettiest girl i’ve ever seen. gonna let me fuck you? wanna feel your pretty pussy, can’t wait.”

he had you clenching around nothing but his words. you writhed in his grip, desperate to feel him deep inside your guts. you stabilized yourself with his biceps. “wanna fuck you so bad choso,” you pleaded. you grabbed his cock yourself now and lined it up with your slit. “i need you inside me.”

choso slapped your hip. “of course, wanna feel you cum f’me too. c’mere,” he murmured and pulled you against him. he left a searing kiss on your lips.

“please. please put it in.”

you finally felt the pleasure of sinking yourself on his cock. it was a slow and almost sharp stretch. each second you thought he was done you felt another inch of him. he was huge and it was like he didn’t even know it. he helped you lift yourself off of him. you felt so empty with just his tip. but you forgot it as soon as he filled you right back up.

“s-s’full, choso,” you slurred and nearly fell backwards. his cock slid against your walls. he groaned and his pace only grew faster. suddenly he had your body going limp as you came. he worked you through the intensity.

with his arms wrapped around your waist, he flipped you over. you squealed as your body hit the pillows. choso quickly sheathed himself inside your hole again. the top of your head rammed into the couch pillow as he pounded into your cunt.

the room filled with the sound of choso’s hips slapping the back of your thighs. the only thing louder was your cries of his name mixed with his praises. he told you how good you felt, how gorgeous you looked, how he never wanted to stop fucking into you.

“you’re so good, y/n. the best fucking pussy, ‘ve ever had. can i cum on your tits again?”

you nodded eagerly. he was just as needy as you were. he had to feel you just as bad as you had to feel him. “cumming again! choso!” you dug your nails into his back at yet another climax. ecstasy racked through your body.

choso pulled out and pushed himself above you. you let your hands get to him before his own. you twisted your hand around his length until his cum spurted all over your tits and collarbone again.

choso got himself off of you then pulled you into his lap. he fixed your disheveled hair. you grinned at him with a face covered in cum — his cum. he made you like this. he fucked you stupid and had you clenching around his cock.

“can i get your number?” he wiped his mess off of you while his other hand fished for his phone.

you laughed again and took his phone. “sure. oh quick question, if yuuji has an older brother here why does your dad pay for a babysitter?”

“cause he likes having a pretty face around here too. we should shower together, i’ll show you something.” he tossed his phone to the side in favor of scooping you up instead.

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best of all best friends

pairing: kaedehara kazuha x fem!reader

prompt: he wants a girlfriend but he already has a best friend just like one

cw/tw: dubcon, yandere, slight manipulative!kazuha, slight dumbification, public sex, fingering, something for vday, maybe part two tomorrow

a grin laid across your lips as you watched kazuha play volleyball with tomo, gorou, and itto. yoimiya, and ayaka left to buy everyone ice cream. kokomi sat in the water. ayato napped on the chair beside you.

you sat up to follow kazuha’s movements better. he paused to wipe sweat off his forehead when itto ran off the grab the ball. he managed to catch your eyes staring at him. he smirked before patting tomo on the back.

kazuha made his way over to you. the taller boy quirked his eyebrow before letting out a loud groan. he looked towards thoma who was organizing ayato’s beach bag.

“join my team thoma! kazuha’s leaving me for his girlfriend!”

“oh! okay just give me a moment!” thoma replied.

you reached to grab kazuha’s drink which was sitting next to yours on the table next to you. he sat on the edge of your seat. he took his drink from your hand, thanking you right away and smiling. he took a sip.

his eyes drifted down to your bikini. he liked the way the dark red fabric still allowed some of your beautiful breasts to spill out. it was a miracle to get you to wear this one instead of the horrifying one piece you choose before. he picked this one out for you. his reason behind it was that you two would match.

even now while you’re wearing it, he could feel your uncertainty and lack of confidence. you even refused to take off your shorts and allow him to see the stringy bottom that he liked so much. but maybe it was for the best, he didn’t want to share with the other guys.

“y/n, i forgot something in the car. come with me?”

“yeah,” you answered, now getting up. he wrapped his hand around yours. you picked up your own drink to bring along with you.

you wondered if people really thought you and kazuha were a couple. maybe it looked like that on the outside. everyone knew you two weren’t dating. tomo’s just an ass who knew about kazuha’s crush. yoimiya and itto were the same towards you. kazuha treated you like you were dating but never brought it up to you. so maybe he considered you two just friends.

you reached kazuha’s car. he drove you to the beach today. the only others who drove were ayato, thoma, and kokomi. kazuha always insisted that you two ride together.

you waited for kazuha to open the door and grab whether he left. you looked around. your attention was snatched by a force pushing you against the door of the car. kazuha’s head rested in the crook of your neck. “you look absolutely perfect in this outfit i picked for you,” he panted.

he dragged his hands up your side, stopping to cup your tits. he moved one down to toy with your shorts. “how about we take these off? right now.”

you gasped. he slipped his fingers into the waistband of your shorts. he moved his head from your neck to touch foreheads. his usual sparkling red eyes were blurred in a cloud of lust. while still playing with your bikini top, he unbuttoned your shorts. finally, he could see the rest of you.

the shorts dropped onto the concrete. the only things covering up your hips were two flimsy strings connecting the front of the back.

kazuha pushed himself further against you. his bulge rubbed against your clit through both your swimsuits. he kissed his way up to your lips. there was a long pause before he finally tilted your chin up for a deep kiss.

"kazuha," you whimpered. "we can't do this out here!"

he huffed. "we're fine."

you threaded your fingers through his hair. he reached around to the ties of your top. you grabbed his forearms. "kazuha...not now."

he's never gone this far with you. he's given you a kiss before but he’s never touched you like this. honestly, it scared you. you didn’t want your first time with him to go like this, rushed and in the corner of a parking lot.

“y/n," he bit your neck softly. "let me..." he trailed his fingers into your bottoms. he dabbed his fingertips in your slick. it was a little less than what he wanted, but he wouldn't complain too much. it would be an easy fix.

he plunged two fingers between your folds making you yelp and lunge forwards but your body was blocked by his frame. he pushed you further against the car door. you squeezed your thighs around his hand. you let your head fall into his neck now. your legs slowly began to lose strength.

"almost there," he chuckled, "see how good you're fee-"

"kazuha! y/n!"

kazuha cursed at yoimiya's voice from across the parking lot. you gasped. kazuha sped up his fingers, trying to pull your orgasm from you instead of drawing it out gradually. yoimiya was approaching fast. he wasn't going to leave you unsatisfied. what kind of best friend would he be?

he felt your cunt tighten around his digits. he let out a breathy moan. "come on, you can do it. right baby? hurry before yoimiya gets here."

with a choked whine, you came around his fingers. the bottom of your bikini was soaked in your own liquids. kazuha removed his fingers and shoved them into your mouth for a quick clean up. as soon as he began to wipe them on his shorts yoimiya poked her head from behind the car next to you.

"there you guys are! what'd ya come back here for?" she asked.

"y/n wanted her sunglasses, but i guess she left them at my house," he answered for you. you nodded along with his lie. you shifted your thighs hoping she wouldn't get a peek of the dark spot.

she did notice your lack of shorts. "nice! you'll come in the water with us now!" she exclaimed. you nodded again. she glanced at kazuha's hint of a smirk. "come on you two! your ice cream is gonna melt before we get there!"

she turned around and began walking back to your spot on the beach. kazuha tossed your shorts into the backseat as he muttered something about you not needing them anymore. he grabbed your hand before you followed behind your friend.

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cythena · 2 years

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nice guys never finish last

pairing: xiao x fem!reader

prompt: friend zoning xiao so bad that zhongli has to step in

cw/tw: dubcon, yandere, misogyny, virgin!reader, ooc xiao, reader also likes xiao kinda, 2k words, soft ending accidentally

“y/n,” xiao whispered into your neck. you placed your hands on his shoulders as his nose dragged against your jawline. he shifted his legs so he straddled your lap. his hard on rubbed against your exposed thigh.

“xiao,” you called him but he didn’t hear. he continued to thread his fingers into your hair. he pulled your body closer to his, enjoying the way your breasts were pushed against his chest. your head was slightly pulled back. you could only see his dyed teal hair moving around while he made his way up to your lips.

“xiao,” you tried again. he heard this time, he just ignored it. you sighed and pulled him back by the hair. his golden eyes narrowed at you.

“what?” he practically hissed.

you bit your lip. your eyes darted away from his. xiao’s grip on your hair slowly fell. he brushed your messy hair down.

“i don’t…want this. we can’t do this…xiao.”

he remembers that moment on the beach so vividly. he’ll never understand your reasoning. anyone would kill to be under him. he brought you to a private beach his father owns. it couldn’t have been the location, he took you into a cabana just for this. he paid for your bikini despite your protests. he knew you wanted it. then, he begins to feed into your desires. you get his attention, his money, and then he’ll fuck you stupid. that’s all you need so why did you turn him down?

he went to zhongli after dropping you off at home.

“she just said we can’t do it,” he complained as zhongli sat typing away at his computer. xiao played with some of the trinkets that decorated the desk of his office. he also looked at his phone where your instagram was open. there, he swiped over pictures of you and him together. the latest one was from this morning when you took a picture together on the beach chair. you pressed your cheek into his with a cute smile on your lips. he didn’t smile in the picture. he only looked at your face mirrored in the phone. anyone would’ve thought this was an adorable picture between a couple. and that’s what it should be.

“hm. surely your attempt should’ve been successful. do not worry, i will handle this," zhongli replied without looking up.

you sat in your room staring at the picture of you and xiao from that afternoon. he picked you up as a surprise and took you to lunch. then he told you about the beach. he always did this. but then he tried to sleep with you, was all his kindness just for that?

did he really care about you? you really did like him, but is that all he wanted from you? would he have left you if you let him? maybe it's best you just stay as friends to avoid that ever happening.

you shut your phone off and rested your head on your pillow. you wiped a tear you forgot to hold back. with one came another and eventually you just allowed them all to free fall onto your silk pillowcase. you were still in your clothes from the beach. you just threw a shirt over it, xiao's shirt.

you awoke an hour past noon to a text from zhongli. why would xiao's father need to speak to you? it had to do with last night. zhongli was the last person you wanted to talk to. you wanted xiao to call or text or even better—show up at your door like some romantic teen. you wanted him to apologize and tell you he really does have feelings for you. oh how you'd instantly forgive him, jump into his arms, then maybe you would give him what he asked for yesterday.

you finally opened your text from zhongli after minutes of staring at it.

zhongli: y/n, i wish to apologize for xiao's behavior from last night. if it would do you any good i invite you to lunch today. xiao would not be accompanying us. i understand if you are still disturbed by last night's events.

of course, it was an apology on xiao's behalf. maybe he wasn't even sorry and zhongli just felt bad for you. oh well. zhongli was always a sweet man, you might as well go out for lunch with him.

and so you found yourself inside his home office. he said he had some business affairs to attend to but he would be sure to finish them quickly. then you could head to lunch. he typed away at his computer as you waited patiently. you played with your hands and checked your phone sometimes.

"y/n," he called. his fingertips hovered above the keyboard.

you placed your phone on the table. "yes."

"forgive xiao's bluntness, it was taken the wrong way."

"hm? oh..." you couldn't think of what to say so zhongli continued,

"he's not used to situations resulting in the way they did last night and because it was with you this time, he's quite upset about this," he resumed typing. "i ask that you submit to him."

huh?

"and what is that supposed to mean?" you frowned. there's no way he invited you out just to convince you to sleep with his son.

zhongli paused again. he folded his arms and shifted his seat so he could face you. if there was one thing xiao and his adopted father shared, it was their glare. the way they narrowed their almost glowing eyes was intimidating.

"i believe i must be blunt with you as well. it's best you yield to xiao's desires. give my son what he asked for, it would be easier than him taking it."

you scoffed and grabbed your phone off the table preparing to walk out the door. "it sounds to me like xiao is so spoiled and all you do is enable him. xiao is 20, he can learn how to deal with a no sometimes."

"you misunderstand me y/n-"

"i think i understand pretty well. i'll find my own ride home," you spat.

you stood up. zhongli was quick. he snatched your wrist. he held your palm against the wood of his desk. his glare grew more threatening by the second. his grip tightened.

"i was not asking y/n. apologize to xiao and come see him this evening. i believe you're competent enough to understand that." when you didn't object—rather respond to him—he released your wrist. you snatched it back to your chest. "now then, i promised you lunch now where shall we go?"

you stared at your messages with xiao. regret and fear flooded your veins. you reread your message to him over and over again. you tried to make sense of the situation. you tried to figure out why you said what you said.

you: can i come over? i wanna talk

and of course, he agreed.

you waited for the chime of your doorbell to alert you that some driver he sent had arrived.

xiao's room was down the hall third to the right. first was zhongli's office, the second was a guest bathroom. across was a guest bedroom and zhongli's bedroom. you stared at the door, xiao told you to come in when you got there.

"open the door," he said from inside his room.

you did. he sat on the edge of his bed. you think about the number of times you've slept there because he insisted you not sleep in the guest room. the lights were always off but his curtains were open. the moon provided all the light he needed.

"you wanted to talk. sit."

you didn't ask questions, you just sat. you wanted to cry at that moment. maybe it was the overwhelming tension that hung in his room.

or maybe it was the way you barely got an apology out before xiao pushed you against the pillows. he leaned down, his hair tickled your cheek. his hand tugged your sweatpants down. you pushed at his chest.

"quit it," he snarled. "this is why you're here."

he's right. this is what you expected when you reached his door. still, you wished it wasn't happening. you wished he would gain his senses and stop. then you could talk. you just wanted to find out how he felt about you. were his desires completely lust based or did he harbor any romantic feelings towards you?

xiao's cock was soon pressing against your entrance, the tip leaking precum onto your slit. he reached out for your hand. his forearm moved underneath your neck.

"wait xiao!" you wailed as your legs tried to close but xiao's legs stopped them. he drew his gaze away from where you two would finally connect. he hated your attitude. you whined too much. why couldn't you just be good for him? he's done so much for you.

"what?"

"i'm...a virgin..." you whispered.

of course, you were, xiao made sure of it. he rolled his eyes let go of your hand. he took two fingers and swiped them up your slit. he brought them to his face. they glistened with your wetness. he scoffed before shoving them between your lips. "you're soaked, you'll be fine. yesterday i was in a better mood," he muttered. his fingers reached the back of your throat. you never noticed how long they were until he forced you to gag on them.

he bottomed out in one thrust, using brute force to push past your walls. his mouth hung open in a short pant. you wanted to scream but he shoved his fingers deeper. your vision blurred with tears from the pain. your teeth grazed his skin and you had to stop yourself from biting in fear of what he might do.

"you feel...so tight...fuck."

before you knew it, xiao settled on a rhythm to fuck you at. your ass felt bruised from his speed and force. maybe you just got used to it and it was you telling yourself it felt good. xiao could feel the vibrations of your soft moans on his fingers. a string of saliva connected your tongue to his fingertips when he removed them.

"i'm gonna cum," you slur as he licked a stripe up his own fingers. he used his thumb to quickly wipe your tears away. then, he dropped his hand to rub at your clit. you squealed out his name.

"who's making you cum this hard? who's the only one who ever will?"

you cried out his name again when you cum. he quickly found your hand again. both your hand and your cunt squeezed around him. his breath stuttered. "fuck," he gasped at how much tighter you got. the last thing you expected was for him to lean down and steal a kiss from your sobbing lips. his cocked twitched as his cum filled you. you cupped his cheek, enjoying the brief intimacy he gave you.

he pulled out slowly, wanting to relish the feeling of your cunt forever. he stared at your trembling form. the aftershocks of your orgasm were still present. you must've been freezing without him hovering over you. he wiped his hair from his forehead. now you could only cry, you tried to cover your face with your hands.

xiao sighed, it wasn't annoyed. it sounded content. he pulled your hands away from your wet cheeks. he laid down on the other pillow beside you and pulled his blanket over both of you. your sobs quieted down. there was only the occasional hiccup from your lips. xiao pulled your head into his neck. one hand stayed around your waist and the other moved to hold your head.

"i'm gonna marry you, i have to."

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cythena · 3 years

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crush headcanons

pairing: giyuu tomioka x gn!reader

prompt: how giyuu acts once he realizes he’s crushing on the reader

cw/tw: none just pure fluff, ilysm for 1000 notes

he's already awkward and insecure so i think for him to have a crush you'd have to be really nice to him. he'd be really surprised and confused when you talk to him.

he would be really quiet when you do but don’t think he doesn’t like talking to you. if you eat a snack next to him he won’t say anything. you’ll have to initiate every conversation. you keep talking to him during every meeting and he starts to wonder why. shinobu’s comments get to him so he assumes you feel bad for him.

if you manage to convince him even a little that you actually like him he’ll talk to you more. since he’s usually alone, everyone notices you two. the problem is he won’t. he knows he likes being around you and that he likes you more than others but that’s it.

honestly, i believe tanjiro would tell him that he likes you. you two would visit the butterfly mansion together and he would instantly notice giyuu’s scent. he would smell happier than usual when you were together. and how he’d get jealous when zenitsu would take up your attention. of course this means he knows how you feel about giyuu too.

once tanjiro tells him he wouldn’t believe it entirely. he’d start to notice little things he does around you like standing closer to you. no matter where you are he will always find his spot next to you. it was strange at first but eventually, everyone figured you were close.

now tanjiro takes it upon himself to help giyuu be around you. giyuu is so oblivious to his help. tanjiro thinks it’s good you two spend a lot of time together already. the only problem is giyuu. tanjiro confronts him about it.

it takes a while but giyuu finally admits his feelings to himself. now tanjiro already knows you like him too so this was much easier. you’re a lot more obvious about your feelings—not to giyuu though. he’s so insecure and worried you don’t like him. he won’t even listen to tanjiro telling him he should ask you.

he sulks about this for the longest time. you’re confused too about why he’s so upset. he won't tell you anything. really he just doesn't want to bother you with his own problems.

this makes tanjiro talk to you since he won't. he tells you that you should tell giyuu how you feel. he leaves out the part when he spoke to giyuu about this. you're gonna trust him because you love tanjiro, everyone does.

you visit giyuu's home for an unexpected visit. it's not like you haven't been over before. he's in his backyard training with a wooden sword. he feels himself getting happy to see you but immediately crushes his own heart.

once you tell him you like him he thinks it's a joke that shinobu or one of the other hashira put you up to. you'll have to promise you truly like him. then he'll get a little nervous and zone out. he's just thinking. he'll forget to tell you he feels the same so you have to ask him. his answer comes out really quietly but you hear him.

now those mean comments he gets from the other hashira get to him less. he has you always reassuring him and making him feel better. he's still self-conscious in the relationship but he tries his best. and "best" is absolutely amazing.

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