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romantichomicide95 · 6 months

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KINKTOBER-AKI HAYAKAWA/FREE SPACE

pairing: aki hayakawa x reader

warnings: 18+. spanking.choking. p in v. fingering. oral (f!receiving). female anatomy. slight praise kink. multiple positions. drunk sex. drinking. smoking. slight rough sex.

notes:how is this my first time writing for him and this is the longest thing i’ve ever written? please. also if it’s ooc im sorry. and i finished this at 1am so don’t come for me with the end.

word count-> 2k

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“Here.” You say throwing the pack of cigarettes at your roommate, Aki. He had come home from work moments ago, and you’d realized you’d forgotten to do the one thing you’d promised him…buy him a new pack of beer and cigarettes. He’d gotten a little pissed, which wasn’t unlike him after a shitty day at work as a Devil Hunter, so you let it slide.

Mostly because you so conveniently drank the last beer in the fridge, so you’d had to run to the corner store for both.

“Thanks." Aki said, taking the cigarettes and beer. He looked at you with his normal stoic expression, yet his dark eyes held a flicker of gratitude.

"Sorry I got so pissed before. I had a rough day.” He looks over at you. Your hair is down today and you look really good. He thinks you always look good. Your figure, the way you dress just a little bit revealing. He thinks you do it on purpose to drive him crazy. You’d had sex before, the perks of having a hot roommate, but it had only been a few drunken nights…much like this one.

“It’s cool. I’m sorry I forgot. My memory’s kind of on the fritz lately.” You say, taking a beer and settling down next to him on the couch.

"Yeah, whatever. I’m over it ." Aki says, taking the beer from you. His attention seems to be locked on you, he can't help but stare at your lips. The way they pout ever so slightly. “Let’s just forget about it." He adds, looking away.

“Alright. Deal.” You say, smiling at him. You turn the TV on to some random show and you both sit in comfortable silence watching TV and drinking beers, you make it through the pack quite quickly.

Eventually, Aki grabs his cigarettes and stands up, walking outside towards the balcony for a smoke. You follow behind him.

Aki lights a cigarette, and watches you as you walk towards him, your hips swaying slightly. He can't help but admire the way your body moves. You’ve got such a great body, he thinks to himself.

"Can’t believe you’re drunk already” He says, taking a drag.

“And you’re not?”

“I’m not as much of a lightweight as you." He says. He takes another drag from his cigarette and looks at you.

You giggle slightly, “That’s true.” You take a step towards him, a slight sway in the way you walk thanks to the affects of alcohol. “I think you like me when I’m drunk though.” You tease.

"Maybe." He says, his voice low and husky. His eyes are locked onto yours, admiring the way they sparkle under the dim light of the balcony.

He takes another drag from his cigarette, watching as smoke billows around you.

You wave your hand in the smoke, willing it to disappear. “I think I’m a fun drunk.” You say with a cute little pout.

"Yeah, you're fun." He says, his voice a little deeper from the affects of the booze. “As long as you don’t puke on me." He says, with a slight chuckle, taking another drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing red in the darkneses.

“Hey!” You yell, swatting his arm. “That was one time.” You say in defense. With a playful grin you lean against the balcony railing. The cool breeze brushing against your face.

“I'm kidding." He says, with a smug smile. “Let's go back inside." He takes another drag from his cigarette and then stubs it out on the railing of the balcony.

You follow him inside, the glow of the TV illuminating the room. You lean against the kitchen counter, watching as he grabs another beer from the case.

“Want another?” He asks, extending a beer filled hand to you.

You hop up on the counter, opening your beer and taking a sip. “See, I think you’re trying to get me even more drunk.” You tease, a playful smile graving your lips. “Cause you like me drunk.”

"Maybe." He says, shrugging. He steps closer to stand directly in front of you, looking you up and down as you sit on the counter. He looks in your eyes for a second, before leaning up to grab a bag of chips from the cupboard behind your head. His shirt slightly lifts and your eyes trail along his stomach, admiring his physique.

“Like what you see?" He, asks catching you staring, his voice low. He takes a chip from the bag and pops it into his mouth, watching you closely.

The tension between you is palpable. “Maybe I do.” You shrug. He takes a step closer, setting the bag of chips down next to you. You instinctively spread your legs apart, giving him access to step between them.

“You’re drunk.” He says, leaning in to whisper in your ear. His voice is low and husky and the rich tones make your body shiver.

“So what if I am?”

“Well, if you're drunk, then maybe you don't care."He moves closer to you, your bodies slightly touching. One of his hands reaches resting on your thigh, just barely above the hem of your shorts. “Maybe you want me too."

“Want you to what?” You ask, feigning innocence.

You can feel the heat from your bodies emanating between you. Electricity funnels through you both, a magnetic pull of your bodies. Aki’s hand moves higher up your thigh, closer to the heat between your legs. “Do things that we shouldn't be doing right now."

You suck in a breathe as his hand moves higher and your heartbeat picks up. Your gaze falls from his eyes to linger on his lip before you’re looking back at his eyes again. You say nothing, the electricity surging through your body renders you momentarily speechless.

Aki senses this as his hand finally stops to rest at your hips. He leans in to whisper in your ear, “Do you want me to kiss you?”

All you can do is bite your lip and nod as he leans in to brush his lips against yours. His hands tighten on your waist, pulling you closer to the edge of the counter. He presses his lips to yours in a long lingering kiss, he pulls away to look at you. He smirks at the hunger he can see in your eyes before he leans in to kiss you again.

This kiss is deeper, his tongue traces the edges of your lips seeking permission to enter before sliding inside.

He pulls away slightly, his piercing blue eyes looking through you as a smirk grows on his face. “You taste like beer.”

“So do you.” You say, breathless and eager. You lean in brushing your lips against his again. He pulls you closer, his lips pressing against yours in a hard rough kiss. A kiss filled with hunger, and intense desire.

Aki’s hands navigate the curves of your body, until he finds the hem of your shirt, pulling it off over your head. He admires your body for a second before he’s kissing you again. Your hands travel up his back, gliding your fingertips over his muscles until you reach his hair, gently tugging at the dark strands.

His hands move to your waistband, undoing the button and zipper with quick movements. He pulls your shorts and panties off. Exposing that beautiful sight of your naked pussy. You spread your legs further, and it’s like a beacon calling to him. “Fuck you’re so wet..." he murmurs before he’s down on his knees and diving in, his tongue tracing the outline of your lips.

You let out a soft moan, tugging his hair as he licks and sucks at your heat. His hands grip the flesh of your ass, holding you steady as he devours you. “Fuck…taste so good.” He says, tasting the sweetness of your juices that mingle with the taste of beer on his tongue.

He’s intoxicated. Your taste mixed with the pretty little moans that escape your lips as you tug his hair, is driving him insane. His fingers slip inside you, moving in rhythm with his tongue.

You rut your hips up, chasing more of his tongue as you clench around his fingers. He smiles slightly against your skin, before his tongue is flicking at your clit. He thrusts his fingers deeper, hitting that sweet spot that causes you to moan louder.

“Aki…F-fuck…gunna cum.”

“Cum for me." He murmurs against your skin. His fingers move faster, his tongue whipping around your clit. He can feel it happening, the way your body tenses up, the way you moan his name over and over again. “That’s right..." he says as you explode around him, your juices dripping down his face and covering his fingers.

He pulls back slightly, looking at the mess he's made of you. The way your pussy glistens is amazing. He leans in again, licking up every last drop of your cum from your body. His tongue traces along your sensitive parts, making you gasp and arch into him.

“Aki, please…” You beg, all you can think about now is how bad you want him inside you. He leans in to kiss you, you can taste yourself on his tongue.

"Please what?" He whispers, his hands tracing up your thighs. His eyes are locked onto your body, the way you're shivering under his touch. The thought of being inside you now is driving him crazy. “Fuck you?" he asks, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "I can do that.”

You reach down, helping him to take his pants off as your lips meet again. “So fucking eager.” He groans against your lips as his cock springs free. His hands grip your ass, pulling you against him as his cock slowly sinks inside you.

Soft groans escape him as he feels your gummy walls tighten around his cock, the feeling is almost too intoxicating.

“Best fucking pussy. God, feels so good.” He pulls out almost completely before slamming back in again, each stroke hitting that sweet spot inside you that makes your entire body shiver with pleasure. “Ahh fuck, love this pussy so much.” He moans again, his hips moving faster now. His hands grip your thighs, holding you steady.

He groans again, his thrusts becoming more erratic. The way your pussy clings to him, the sound of your bodies slapping together, it’s almost too much for him. It’s taking everything in him not to cum right there.

"I can't...fuck..." He pulls out suddenly, leaving you feeling empty and needy. “Get down and turn around.”

You oblige, bending over and spreading yourself open for him. He admires your ass, round and firm begging for his touch before he gives it a good slap. Causing you to cry out in pleasure and pain.

He steps closer thrusting inside you from behind, unable to control his movements. His hands grip your hips again, holding you steady as he fucks you hard moving you in sync with his rhythm. He slaps your ass again, admiring the handprint left behind.

“Fuck, come here.” He says turning you around again, he lifts you up with ease and carrys you to the couch. Laying you down and lining himself with your entrance again, he thrusts inside you again. His hips move faster, his cock hitting your service everytime he enters your lush walls.

He comes down to kiss you again, trailing his lips down your body before taking a hard nipple into his lips. His tongue moves around the bud and it causes your moans to become louder. You rut your hips up into his, your nails digging into his back as his thrust become more erratic.

He can feel something start to boil inside him, a coil in his stomach ready to explode. “C-can’t hold on much longer…gunna cum.”

“Cum inside me Aki, fill me all the way up.” You moan, breathlessly in his ear. Those words alone cause him to let go, as he shoots his seed inside you, filling you up.

He rides his orgasm out, before collapsing on top of you. You both lay breathless and sweaty.

After awhile he leans up on his hands above you, kissing you on the forehead and looking in your eyes.

You take a deep breath. Carding your fingers through his hair, stifling a giggle. “Told you that you liked me when I was drunk.”

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prettynice8 · 4 months

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Kinkmas Day 16: Sex pollen

Pairing: Denji x male reader

This guy

Summary: The lust devil infects you two with spores or whatever, making even more horny than usual.

Warnings: Rampant horniness, kissing, dry humping, smashing, doggy style, public area? taking Denji's virginity, dub con? Sex pollen DUH

Word count: 1104

It should have just been a normal mission; you and Denji (mostly Denji) would kill a devil and be done with it, but not this time. You were just normally going on patrol, you weren't even a devil hunter, but you liked the company of Denji, as if you wanted him inside of you. You two had just been walking in a random abandoned warehouse, quite roomy, which probably added to the eeriness. You were talking about random shit, hot people, Makima, smash or pass with devils, who would take care of power if either of you were to die, everyday things. That was all until you were randomly attacked by a devil.

Before either of you could have the time to react, the air began to fill with red mist, it smelled like roses, how pleasant. It clouded your vision, you couldn't even see Denji who was right in front of you, and then suddenly you heard a voice.

"I wish I could stay and watch dinner and a show, but I must be off, sorry." The voice was alluring and high pitched, it sounded like a stereotypical gay man in fact (I imagine the lust devil to sound like a homosexual). Then, just as quickly as the devil arrived, it was gone.

"What the fuck do they mean by that?" You asked, the mist clearing up, almost as if it left with the devil.

"I don't fucking know!" Denji honestly answered, just as confused as you are. For a while you just sat there in your confusion, until your pants started to feel unbelievably tight.

"Do you also feel a little weird?" You asked Denji, not much of a question since you could clearly see his red face, drool starting to collect in his mouth. He looks over at you, giving you a tunnel stare.

"I don't know." He said, slowly walking closer and closer to you. You stay still, trying to figure out what is going on. Denji doesn't have the same concern, the only thing he can think of is getting rid of the overwhelmingly painful hardship he has.

You notice the incredible tent in his pants, you try to think about how or why this is happening, but you can't take your eyes off his clothed dick, and thus can't take your mind off of it.

"What are you doing?" You asked, already having a thought on what was on his mind, which is probably the same thing that's on yours, hard core smashing.

"I don't know." He responds again, finally face to face with you.

You two just stand there, looking longingly into each other's eyes, before Denji finally makes a move, putting his lips on yours, giving in to the over empowering temptation. You can't talk though, instantly reciprocating these emotions, kissing him back.

His lips are surprisingly soft, moving with yours perfectly. You both stay like this, until only kissing isn't enough to satiate your desires.

Your hand goes to rub Denji's already painfully hard clothed cock, you even feel it throb in your hand. His hand goes to grab your ass and then he starts to rub his covered dick with yours, his rubbing becomes so aggressive that it causes both of you to fall over, him being on top of you, just like he wanted.

Denji continued his dry humping, while also kissing you more passionately, his tongue swirling around with yours. You moan into the kiss, his dry humping getting quicker as he tries to chase his release. Sadly, just rubbing his cock on yours simply isn't enough, he needs the full experience.

You notice his hard thrusts and offer your own help, putting your hand in his pants to rub it raw. He starts groaning at the sensation, as his hand does the same with your member, rubbing it without precision or technique.

Denji stops jerking you off, opting to take off his clothes and get straight to the point, showing you his glorious cock. It's about average length, but incredibly girthy, he also has a lot of pubes, looking as if he never trims. You follow suit, removing your clothing as well. You two go back to kissing each other, this time roughly, pure tongues and teeth clashing together, wanting, no, needing to be as close to one another as possible.

"Hands and knees." He ordered, in which you quickly obey, doing exactly as he says. You look back at him, waiting for him to enter you, needing to feel him inside.

He does what you wish, giving one quick kiss before finally entering your ass. Slowly but surely, he makes his way in, his large girth making it slightly difficult to fit all the way in. It takes a while but eventually he does make it all the way through.

He gives you little to no time to adjust, wanting to have this burning sensation go away. You're not complaining though, wanting the same thing.

His thrusts are uncontrolled but effective nonetheless, causing a moan out of you every now and then as he ruthlessly hits you from the back. Denji even let's out a groan or two, loving how tight your hole is, almost as if you two were made to fuck each other.

He leans down and puts his bare chest on your back, wanting more skin-on-skin contact, which is why he also starts rubbing your dick. The sensation of this added on to his attack at your ass makes you an official moaning mess.

He uses his other hands to grab your face so he can kiss you, wanting your lips on his again. Your mouth is already open so he can have full access to your tongue. The kiss is feral, saliva spilling into each other's mouths, down your chins, and onto the floor, teeth clashing together as you two just can't get enough of the other.

His kiss, hand, and dick work perfectly together to make you cum, which is exactly what you do, spilling all over the abandoned building's floor. Denji follows closely, dumping a massive load in your ass, some even spilling out onto the floor.

The burning sensation is finally gone for both of you. Though you notice that Denji's dick is still hard. Denji then notices the cum spilling out of your ass and puts on your underwear.

"I want it to stay there, until we can go somewhere and do this again." He said sensually.

"Where?" You asked, putting the rest of your clothes back on.

"As soon as possible." He replied, doing the same.

Thank you random devil mist.

THE END

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dearestgojo · 1 year

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Let Me See...

Aki x Fem Reader

A/n: Will this be the end of writer's block??? who knows.

Warnings: 18+. Roommate to Lovers (kinda). Mutual Masturbation. Masturbation. Exhibitionism. Spit. Overstimulation.

Wc: 2.3k | CSM Masterlist | Main Masterlist

The tops of your ears burn, your eyes staring down at your hands clasped together in your lap. Your words echo in your head while you stare at Aki's shoes, waiting for him to laugh, to call you a pervert for voicing what you have. But he stays frozen in his spot, the buzz of the open fridge filling in the silence between the two of you. The seconds tick by slowly, an eternity passing before you look up to find him looking at you with the tips of his ear and high of his cheeks painted red, eyes wide, and mouth agape. You realize your mistake and step back, pushing your hair out of your face as you ramble on, "Sorry, I shouldn't have said that out loud. Actually, I shouldn't have even thought about it, I don't know why I did when I could have just kept my mouth shut. Better yet I should have stayed locked up in my room."

You turn on your heel and hurry back to your room, your request replaying over and over as you bolt towards the door, the warm messy pile of blankets you can hide on until tomorrow, and the rest of your lease.

I wonder what his dick looks like.

God, you could have asked anyone else. You could have walked out into the street and asked any guy that came across you. You could have walked to the local bar, seduced your way into someone's pants, and asked them to pull down their pants and jerk off in front of you. But no, you'd walked out of your room feeling a little buzzed from the glasses of wine you had been drinking as you binged a few spicy movies. Feeling an insistent ache build between your legs with each sensual scene and glass of wine.

You hadn't been expecting to run into Aki, who was coming in from work and getting ready to make his dinner, shirt untucked, and hair falling loose. The sight had you squeezing your thighs as you walked further into the kitchen, approaching the fridge that Aki was leaning on. The conversation had started normally before you'd blurted out your inner thoughts as you fantasized about him right in front of him.

There was no way you would ever be able to face him again. You'd remain to holed up in your room until the end of time - or at least until either of you moved out.

Wrapped in the warmth of your blankets, your face still feeling warm and your ears ringing, the remote to the television digging into your stomach. Above the ringing you can hear soft footsteps approach your door, pausing outside of it. There's some shuffling before a knock on your door and the sound of Aki clearing his throat travels through the tightly closed door. You don't know how many times he clears his throat before he finally speaks your name, slowly trailing off by the last syllable, "Y/n?"

You freeze underneath the pile of blankets, the inside of your mouth becoming dry. The thumping of your heart shakes your ribs, and you feel your breath caught in your throat. Letting out a shaky sigh, you call back, "Yes?"

There's a pause, followed by more shuffling, "Can I come in?"

Swallowing down the saliva in your mouth and pursing your lips, you shift underneath the covers. Your stomach churns uncomfortably, and the corners of your eyes sting. It takes a long time before you respond, you silently pray that Aki's moved away from the door when you weren't paying attention. "Yeah."

The door creaks open, soft footsteps threading over your bedroom floorboards that become duller when they pad over the fluffy carpet that sticks out from underneath your bed. You remain frozen underneath the covers, your body shifting only when Aki sits on the opposite side of you, the mattress dipping under his weight.

"Are you gonna hide under there the whole time?"

The lump on the bed moves again, the very top of your forehead peeking out, "Preferably. I can't look at you."

Aki breathes out through his nose, his eyes burning a hole through the blankets, "Okay...just know that I know that...you have nothing to be embarrassed about."

"I think I have everything to be embarrassed about," you grumble under the blankets.

"Trust me, you don't. The amount of alcohol you've had made you say something you didn't mean. We've all been there trust me."

"What if I meant it? What if what I said is true and I was only able to say it cause of the alcohol?" You ask, your voice muffled by the covers.

The bed shifts again, and you feel two dips on either side of your body. Poking your head out, you find Aki has caged you down into your mattress, and that his face is inches away from you.

"Then it means, I should be ashamed too."

Aki settles on to your bed, back pressed to your headboard. He slides his pants down his thighs before pulling onto his lap. Suddenly you're highly aware that you're only in an oversized t-shirt with no bra and only your panties underneath. Not only that but you're sitting directly on his groin, folds spread over the covered hardness.

Your breath hitches when Aki's calloused hands slide up your thighs and back down. "You sure about this?" He asks blue eyes glued on the fat of your thighs, "We can talk about this when you're soberer."

The butterflies in your stomach flutter, heat traveling from the part of your skin Aki's hands massage up to your face. You squirm above him, grinding down on him in the progress, the two of you letting out breathy whimpers. His long and girthy, the head bumping against your covered clit. You tremble in his hold, letting out a sigh, the palms of your hands feeling clammy.

"Maybe we can take things slow," you breathe out, rubbing yourself more on his lap, hesitantly resting your arms on his shoulders.

Aki looks up at you, moving his hands further under your shirt, thumbs grazing the seams of your panties. "We can do things as slowly as you want," he mutters leaning forward to capture your lips in his.

You return the kiss, tongues become tangled with one another. Teeth bump against each other as the kiss grows more greedy. Your fingers become ensnared in Aki's hair, tugging on the dark strands and deepening the kiss. Aki groans beneath you, his fingernails digging into your thighs.

"Seeing you onto of me like this, kinda makes me wish you'd drunkenly confessed sooner," he murmurs against your lips.

Your face becomes even warmer, "I certainly wish things had been done differently."

Aki's fingers finally touch your clothed sex, his fingers sliding down your slit and pressing down on your clit with the tips, "I don't." Your lips collide once again, and you relax into him, the taste of tobacco lingering on your tongue when you pull back again.

You tug on the waistband of his boxers, sliding your pointer finger beneath the material. Bottom lip caught between your teeth, "I think it's time we lose these."

One of Aki's arms encircles your waist, pulling you closer to him, his free arm sneaking between your bodies, "I do too."

You feel him tug his underwear down his legs, kicking them off the rest of the way before his hand goes up your shirt to pull off your underwear. The palms of your hands start to sweat again, and your stomach starts to turn as you feel his cock rest on your thigh. Aki notices your nervousness, and he rests his chin on your chest, his fingers massaging the inner part of your thigh.

"We'll go as far as you want, y/n, and if this is where you want to stop then we'll stop. Don't force yourself to go further." He presses a kiss on your chin, "We can talk about this tomorrow."

"No, no, no. I want to keep going," you reply, falling back in the space between Aki's thighs, "but maybe we don't have to...go... all the way?"

Aki gives you a short smile, his hand coming up to cup your face, forcing your head down to kiss you on the lips. "Okay. That sounds good to me." Pulling away he brings his hand up to your mouth, running his thumb on your bottom lip. He pushes it into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue, a groan reverberating from the back of his throat when you wrap your lips around it and suck lightly. Removing his finger from your mouth, he holds his palm open beneath your lips, "Spit," he orders.

You do as he says hesitantly, gathering a glob of spit in your mouth. Satisfied with the amount, you let it drop into the center of his palm. His eyes never leave yours.

Settling against your headboard, Aki drops his hand down between your bodies. You don't realize you holding your breath until you hear the soft squelching sounds of something wet sliding along something, but don't feel the calloused touch of Aki's fingers on your skin. Looking down you find Aki's hand wrapped around his member, which makes you feel even more flustered.

You watch his hand glide up and down his cock, his hand twisting as he glides it up his shaft, applying small amounts of pressure on the head. The sight strangely have you squeezing your thighs, and forgetting about the heat you feel on the high of your cheeks. Aki's own face is a shade of pink, small strangled whimpers falling from his lips. He's struggling to keep his eyes open, the fingers of his free hand digging into your thigh.

"You know this isn't fair if I'm the only one," he huffs, biting on his bottom lip.

You look away from where his touching himself and meet his lust-hazed eyes, squeaking out a small "Oh," before shifting your weight off your calves and slinging them over his thighs. Trying to ignore the heat that's rising to your face, you lift your shirt up to your stomach and lean back, resting all your weight on one arm.

Taking in a deep breath you let your hand gradually drift down your torso, barely dipping in between your thighs, grazing the inner part of your thighs. Your entire body begins to burn as you tease yourself, squirming in between Aki's spread legs, letting go of his gaze to look down where he's pleasing himself in a similar antagonizing fashion. Mustering enough courage your spread your lips for him with two fingers, giving him a clear view of your clenching untouched hole.

"F-fuck," he moans, his hand speeding up as he watches the juices spill from your pussy.

Swallowing down the embarrassment from being watched, you dip your fingers down, barely pushing them into your core, letting the heel of your hand stimulate your clit. You thrust them in and out at the same pace Aki moves his hand, your needy whimpers bouncing off the walls of your bedroom. A particularly deep thrust of your fingers has your hand tossing back, a gurgled moan escaping followed by a surprised yelp when you feel an extra hand on your thigh.

Snapping your eyes open, you look down to watch as Aki pulls your fingers away from your sopping heat to replace them with his own, guiding your now free hand to his cock. He clears his throat before your fingers even graze his length, "Is-fuck you wet- is this okay?"

Your brain is starting to feel foggy as his fingers are already touching places you could never reach with his long fingers, and all you can do is slurp the drool falling from your lips and nod, letting him wrap your fingers around him.

From there he does most of the work, guiding your hands up and down his dick while fingering you. His long fingers keep thumping up to hit that one spot deep inside you, making 'come hither' motions every time he moves them out. The feeling has your head spinning and unconsciously grinding your hips into his hand, walls clenching on both his fingers as you're propelled to the edge.

Aki notices and increases his effort, speaking through his own haze, "You're gonna come soon aren't you?" He receives a string of jumbled sounds as an answer, "Me too, so just hold on a little longer okay?"

You nod as your eyes droop, drool coming out of the corners of your mouth. Your hand is slack beneath Aki's, your real effort on your behalf as your touch him, your thumb twitches and gazes at the head of his cock which pushes him over the edge, you falling close behind. His fingers keep moving you, helping you ride out your orgasm while he releases over your sheets and his stomach. Moans echo in the four walls of your bedroom coming out of your and his mouth.

Aki lets go of your hand once he finished coming, letting out a heavy sigh, but his fingers continue their ministrations prolonging your climax. He watches your body tremble long after he removes his fingers, your chest heaving up and down before he gets up to grab a few tissues from your desk to clean you with. Swallowing down the spit that forms in his mouth when you whimper and squirm as he does it.

He tosses the tissues and get's back into bed with you, pulling the blankets you had used to hide over you. He settles into the bed and turns off your tv and lamp, wrapping an arm around you.

"What are you now?" you yawn, letting his arm pulls into him.

Aki shrugs and stares up at the ceiling, "Whatever you want us to be. We can talk about it in the morning though, you're basically half asleep already."

You nod and settle into his side and let sleep take over your body, feeling at ease around him once more.

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pin-k-ink · 9 months

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Kishibe X Reader

CW: degradation, throat-fucking, throat-bulge, deep-throating, a few slaps here and there, squirting, oral(m & f receiving), objectification(?), kishibe used your throat like a fleshlight

a/n: i felt so dirty after writing this. ugh send me more thirsts 😩

“Open your mouth, slut.”

Kishibe’s heavy cock slapped against your kiss-swollen lips, precum smearing across your mouth.

Your tongue peeked out to lap at its salty taste. Whining as he gripped his cock and slapped your cheek a couple of times, your eyes locked onto him as he stood above you with a menacing look.

One hand held a lot cigarette between his lips while the other continued to slap his cock against your tender flesh.

You laid obediently, as still as you could. Closing your mouth proved to be a difficult task when you were tied onto bed, your neck hanging off the side of it.

Your body was littered with red and purple marks, your thighs marred with bite marks. He could see them quiver slightly, and his chest swelled with pride knowing he was the cause of that.

After hours of edging you, he’d finally discarded his cigarette in the ashtray to bring your hips towards him. He ate you out like you were his last meal.

You continued to thrash about, overstimulated beyond anything. He finally took his mouth off of your cunt when you squirted. The liquid gushing out until the lower half of his face was drenched in your juices.

You watched as he opened his mouth wider in an instant, capturing your essence in his mouth.

Despite all his effort, some of it dripped down his chin to land on his perfect ironed dress shirt. He tutted and slapped your thigh.

Taking off his clothes, you watched as he rounded the bed until he was standing above you with his hard and dripping cock in his hand. Which is how you ended up where you currently were.

You knew by the time you were finished, your thirst would be raw and you wouldn’t be speaking (nor walking) for a couple of days.

Kishibe hummed as your lips wrapped around the tip of his cock, sucking on the translucent liquid that pearled at his slit.

Your pointed tongue probed at it, slithering around the head. He finished the other cigarette, dropping it down the tray to come and grip your throat.

“Open wider.” He commanded, and you obeyed. Your mouth opened, cheeks hollowing as Kishibe pushed his length inch by agonizing inch.

You tried not to gag as it hit the back of your throat - and it wasn’t even halfway in!

His fingers tightened around your throat, pressing you down onto the bed. You were beginning to feel lightheaded, black dancing around the edge of your vision.

Suddenly, the pressure around neck disappeared. You closed your eyes tight as you could, as Kishibe forced the rest of himself inside your mouth. He grunted, taking in the sight of your beautiful, marked neck.

Your throat bulging out as he pushed his cock to the hilt, until his pedi is was pressed against your chin, until his balls rested atop your nose. You couldn’t breath, but you could care less.

The noises Kishibe was making was heavenly. He was full on moaning, slowing dragging his hot and heavy cock. Your tongue flattened against it, making it easier for him.

His hand once against came to caress your neck, marveling at the beautiful sight of it stretched out to accommodate his girth. You gagged, and Kishibe tutted once more.

“Calm down.” He slipped himself out, his hand busying itself as he jerked himself off. He slapped your cheek lightly. “How many times did I make you cum?”

“Five.” You rasped out.

“So you’d do well to at least suck me off until I finish, won’t you?”

You nodded. “Good. For now, you’re my own personal fleshlight. So be a good toy and take me all the way, got it?”

He didn’t wait for an answer before he pushed himself in. You took all of him in one fell swoop.

He wasted no time before he began to thrust in and out of your abused throat. Your teeth grazed his cock lightly and he hissed. “Fuck, do that again.”

Your eyes stung with unshed tears as Kishibe continued to use your throat like a toy, true to his word. His balls slapped against your nose with every merciless thrust.

It wasn’t long, with a couple more thrusts, he was emptying himself inside your gullet. You could barley taste it, only the residue that clung onto his softening cock as he pulled himself out.

Your tongue lazily lapped at his dick, sucking on the salty strings of cum. He let you do this for awhile, admiring the way your pink tongue worked on him even after all that.

You were perfect for him.

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lovelyunholyc · 1 year

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fem!reader. use of names (sweetheart, good girl, naughty girl). oral(f! reader receiving + brief m! receiving), face sitting, riding, unprotected sex, kinda rough but not really...fwb/ambiguous relationship :')

nsfw! minors + blank/ageless blogs will be blocked :)

absently he wonders when you'll tire of him, when you'll change the locks and stop answering his calls, stop letting him have access to you. he's been around long enough to know it's inevitable, no matter how stubborn you are, how much you enjoy proving him wrong.

selfishly he revels in the fact that it isn't today, isn't any time soon by the looks of it, because he enters your apartment easily, though he can tell you're not home.

kishibe makes his way past the threshold with familiar ease, toeing off his shoes and taking off his coat and hanging it at the door, things you'd have been sure to chastise him for had he not done.

his drink of choice is in the kitchen, the bottle seemingly untouched since the last time he'd been here - which could've been weeks, months ago - another subtle reassurance that makes the scarred corner of his lips turn up ever so slightly.

he sighs contentedly into his first glass, slowly savors his second before making his way to your bedroom and the attached bathroom.

you come home just as he's stepped out of the shower, and stand at the doorway, letting steam escape past you as he glances at you through damp, dirty blonde strands. he can't read your expression but doesn't dislike the way you scrutinize him, grinning as he wraps a towel loosely around his hips.

"welcome home, sweetheart," kishibe teases gruffly, which earns him a scoff, but you don't let him pass you without kissing his cheek, wrinkling your nose at the feel of the stubble lining his jaw. he fishes his pack of cigarettes from his pants in a puddle on the floor and heads for the balcony on the other side of your room.

you follow wordlessly, sliding the door closed behind you and taking a seat at one of the lounge chairs facing the view outside. the sun has just started to set, casting your skin in a purple-orange haze that shouldn't look as good as it does on you, making your skin glow, your face even prettier.

it doesn't escape his notice that you're dressed nicer than you usually would be for work.

kishibe leans against the railing facing you, putting a cigarette between his lips and cursing himself for forgetting his lighter.

but you have him covered, producing one from your bag and reaching up to light it for him.

he leans in gratefully, inhales a little more than he maybe should, stays bent over even after it's long been lit, because he selfishly wants to keep smelling your perfume. he takes a long pull as he straightens back up, eyeing you over the smoke, raising a brow in response to your watchful eyes.

he knows you don't smoke, but doesn't question why you have a lighter.

"date didn't work out?"

you smirk at that, looking past him and at the slowly setting sun instead. "what makes you say that?"

kishibe shrugs, doesn't take his eyes off of you. "you came home alone." he likes the cut of your dress. it's perfectly fitted to you, reveals exactly what it should, tastefully. you look too good in it to not have had any prospects.

it's your turn to shrug, finally meeting his eyes with a wistfulness he doesn't think he should see. "just had a feeling that i should."

he hums, savors the warmth of his next drag, a contrast to the cool breeze that whispers over his still-wet skin and makes him shiver.

"how's work?"

kishibe hates making small talk, knows that you do, too, but he supposes it's the least he can provide after being away for so long. "same as always," he says flatly, finally looking away from you. he reaches for one of your potted plants and pulls out the dish to catch the water out from under it, and ashes into it.

you make a quiet noise of amusement, probably surprised that he'd even taken the trouble.

he can be nice sometimes, polite. "i'm still here," he continues. haven't died yet, is what he means. he smiles humorlessly.

you watch him, placid, patient. still unreadable, as he finishes off his smoke.

he doesn't say as much, but he appreciates your company, your quiet, meaningless murmur of conversation. everything but what you actually want to say.

when he's done, you leave first, stepping back into your room and leaving the sliding door open for him.

it's his turn to watch you quietly, entranced as you start undressing, your back to him. he makes his way to you, closing the door without looking, eyes only trained on you, fingers coming up to find the zipper of your pretty dress at the nape of your neck. his breath hitches as he slides it down your spine, the silk of your skin revealed to him inch by breathtaking inch, soft and smooth.

before he knows it he's following the seam of the dress as it parts, lips pressing right at the trail of his fingers descending down with the fabric, until it can't go any further. he slides the tip of his nose back up your spine, making you shudder, until he reaches the nape of your neck, and starts a fresh trail of kisses along your neck and shoulder, wet and wanting, your dress dropping to the floor without a second thought.

you turn just as he reaches the top of one shoulder, placing your hands on his hips, rubbing at the towel still slung over them with the pads of your fingers. his arms cage you in against the door of your closet, and all he has to do is dip his head slightly to finally capture your lips.

you taste like wine, undoubtedly remnants of your unfortunate date. sweet, heady, intoxicating. he chases the taste on your tongue, groans heavily into your mouth when you open up for him so easily, when you melt into him, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him ever closer. rough hands drift across your body, greedy, eager to have you against him again, to feel your warmth and squeeze at your softness. he kneads at the supple flesh of your ass over the delicate lace of your underwear, sliding up quickly to follow the gentle curve of your back, your waist, pressing into your breasts, licking languidly into your mouth all the while, relishing your soft little whimpers. you jolt when he pinches at your nipples, and he pulls away just a few inches to chuckle, pressing biting kisses along your jaw.

"kishibe," you whisper when his fingers move lower, dipping into the band of your pretty lace panties. his name sounds so sweet when you say it like that, as rich as the wine that had leaked from your mouth.

he's pleased to find you as wet as he'd expected, and slides through your folds appreciatively, licking at your throat as he watches his fingers disappear into your pretty pussy, soaked in your slick. you buck into his hand when he pushes into your entrance, clutching at his shoulders and breathing heavy. cute.

"so wet for me, so pretty." his voice is low, gravelly enough to send shivers down your spine. "c'mon, sweetheart, let me taste you."

kishibe licks his fingers clean before leading you over to your bed.

but before he can lay down and move you on top of him, you tug at his towel and drop on your knees to the floor along with it, hands firm on his hips to keep him still so you can kiss at the head of his cock.

he groans as you stroke him to full hardness, curses under his breath when you lick at the precum gathering on his slit, sucking the bulbous tip of his cock into your mouth and moaning when his hips rock into the heat of it instinctively. his fingers twist into your hair, and he lets you sink down on his shaft once, twice, before pulling you off completely, grinning devilishly at the dazed look on your face, the spit and his precum pooling in your open mouth before you swallow it all down.

"naughty fucking girl," he chastises, voice laced with mirth, and can't help but notice how you rub your thighs together at that, your panties somehow having disappeared since you'd distracted him. "i said," he backs into the bed, pulling you up and along with him so you're straddling him when he lays down, "give me a taste," and he's kissing down your stomach, your thighs, until his head is between them. he lays back and you shift on top of him, trapping him between your legs with his encouraging hands on the backs of your knees, pulling you closer, closer, sliding up your thighs to grope at your ass and urge you to finally sink down on his face.

the first lick is divine, to you both. he kisses at your pussy lips as if they were the ones on your face, before letting his tongue delve deeper, lapping up the slick at your entrance and sliding up through your folds to swirl at your clit and make you whine. he wraps his lips around the bud and starts sucking and you lose balance, falling forward on the bed and catching yourself on your hands.

kishibe pulls back just to laugh, and the heat of his breath against the wet, cooling skin of your pussy makes you shiver. you curse at him and he presses a chaste kiss to your sensitive clit in a silent apology he doesn't really mean.

he wants to pull you apart piece by piece until he's all you can think about until the next time you see him. "cum on my tongue, sweetheart," he encourages gruffly, one hand drifting to your hip and the other thumbing at your clit. "cum for me." he flattens his tongue against your slit, fingers drifting back down from your clit to slip into your fluttering hole, and he uses his hold on your hip to urge you into riding his tongue.

you keen, hands finding his hair, grinding into him, rocking into the rhythm of his fingers and tongue as he laps at you, and you hardly register the roughness of his stubbled jaw against your skin, too lost in pleasure. you chase the sweet friction just as he'd encouraged, spurred on by the gratifying groans he lets out as you spill continuously into his mouth, until it becomes too much, your body tensing with your impending orgasm.

it only takes another deep moan that vibrates through you, and his lips suctioning around your swollen clit, to take you over the edge, clutching at the sheets beneath you and gasping his name, walls pulsing around his fingers, squeezing so enticingly, hips stuttering.

kishibe doesn't pull back until you do, thighs trembling on either side of his face and seemingly close to giving out. you practically fall to your side next to him on your bed, chest heaving, and he watches you with amusement as he licks his fingers clean and swipes carelessly at his chin with the back of his hand.

"god, i've missed you," you confess quietly, leaning in to brush your fingers through his hair, still slightly damp, but now with sweat. you trace the scar across his cheek with your thumb with a kind of tenderness he's afraid to think too hard about, and kiss him sweetly, savoring the taste of you on his tongue, the bitterness of his cigarettes coming through for an acquired taste. familiar, addicting.

"yeah?" he sits up and leans over to shove a few pillows under his back before beckoning you back over to him.

you grin, taking the hand he offers you and sliding back into his lap, legs on either side of him. "yeah," you sigh dreamily, touching your forehead to his and looking down to watch your hands meet around his shaft.

kishibe curses under his breath when you pucker your lips and let a glob of spit drip onto the glistening head of his cock. he groans when you work it onto his dick, shifting closer so you can grind against the base of it, the slick of your cunt easing the slide along your folds and giving you the friction you need. the flared head catches on your sensitive clit and makes you gasp, and it only takes a few seconds of rocking against him to build the pleasure back up, to have your mind hazy and your lungs at capacity.

he squeezes at the flesh of your hips, leans in minutely so you can meet him halfway for a messy, needy kiss that makes your heart stutter. when he pulls back, he licks up the line of spit still connecting you, and trails his lips down your jaw, your neck, your chest, and you shift to expose more of yourself to him, pressing your skin into his mouth, arching your back towards his touch so he can suck greedy kisses into the swell of your breasts. rough hands knead at your ass all the while, guiding you in your slow grind in his lap, until you can't take it anymore and raise yourself up on your knees to line him up with your entrance.

"fuck," he grits between his teeth when the fat tip of his cock pushes through your walls, and you whine at the sweet stretch. you clutch at his shoulders as you sink down further, cursing too when you're fully seated, body jolting when the coarse hairs on the base of his cock nudge into your clit.

"good girl," kishibe praises quietly, barely a murmur that passes through his lips. you shiver all the same.

when you catch his gaze again, his mouth twitches up in a subdued little smile, and you can't help but shift towards his warmth a little more. you kiss him again before lifting your hips and sliding back down, slow and purposeful, savoring every ridge and vein of his cock splitting you open and getting a feel for your rhythm.

it isn't long before you're bouncing in his lap, chasing the sweet friction of his pelvis against your sensitive bud, the head of his cock nudging into your sweet spot, the addicting slide of his shaft along the tight wet heat of your walls.

kishibe is a quiet lover, but soft grunts escape him periodically. he continues lavishing your chest in attention, alternating between massaging at your breasts and your ass, smacking lightly at the latter just to make your moans pitch higher. you're so wet you're dripping down his thighs and your own. the obscene sound of your slick is music to his ears with every stroke, your whines of his name sending pleasant shivers down his spine.

he knows you're close when your walls start to spasm around him, and he slides his hand between you to start rubbing mercilessly on your clit. your hips stutter and you whimper at the unrelenting pressure, throwing your head back with a moan so beautiful and wanton that he instinctively answers with a deep, guttural groan, clutching at the flesh of your ass then to slam you down onto his dick.

you take over rubbing at your puffy clit as he plants his feet on the mattress and thrusts up into you and shoves you down onto his cock simultaneously, biting on his bottom lip in concentration to hit the spot that makes your walls clench around him so sweetly.

"k-kishibe-!" you mewl, and with the next stroke you're falling apart, arching your back and writhing against him, clutching at his hair and his back and shoulders - anywhere your fingers can reach - as you lose yourself in pure bliss.

"that's it, sweetheart, good fuckin' girl." admiring you with lustful, half-lidded eyes, he fucks you through it, so ferociously he knows you'll have bruises to show for it in the morning, but you don't seem to mind at all, encouraging him with weak, breathless moans as he maneuvers your body with a strength that makes you shudder to fully realize. your head falls forward onto his shoulder as you struggle to stay present and come down from your high, still trembling, and it only takes a few deep, focused thrusts for your fluttering velvet walls to bring him over the edge too.

kishibe drives his cock into your tight, twitching cunt as deep as he can, and finally spills into you, each pulse of his spend making you whine lightly. he weaves his fingers in the roots of your hair and tilts your head up so he can kiss you - none too gently but you chase his tongue anyway, kiss him back until you're too lightheaded to continue, nudging the tip of your nose along the side of his face instead, despite the stubble you playfully complain about, along the scar you so love to touch and marvel at.

when he says your name, a whisper on a sigh, you realize it's the first time he's said it since you've seen him tonight, and there's a tenderness to the sound that is so palpable it makes your heart somersault.

neither of you speak of it.

instead you hold him closer, arms wrapped tight around his neck and his around your waist. you don't part for a moment that feels infinite, emotion stirring up between you that you know with a deep ache you'll likely never address.

kishibe isn't sure what you benefit from him except maybe making you cum more than once every time and knowing how to fuck your brains out in the way you like best, but he doesn't question you.

he doesn't think he's capable of love.

you, however... smart, vibrant, lovely you - you have the potential to bring anyone to their knees for you, and yet you choose to entertain him though he thinks he has nothing to give you, knows that you deserve more.

if that's the case, he thinks, he's a worse person than he'd initially thought.

for now, he can take another shower with you and clean you up, fix you a drink to go along with his, and fuck you to sleep, too.

before he disappears again in the morning, he might have time to question what he benefits from you in return, other than to have his chest ache every time he leaves you.

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prttykittes · 5 months

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:3 anon back

i just saw the chainsaw man stuff and i had to add my personal thing rq

denji loves when he either calls you mutt or you call him mutt. he doesn’t care.

best pet name of 2023 goes to! ‘Mutt’

like ‘mutt’ can be used in any way like. 🥹 You said you wanted to write incest so i kind of got you!

No char you can pick whoever or just the idea works!

Dad/father figure loves how you look in your cute outfits you wear to school, he even bought you this choker that has “daddy” on the inside of it! little did you know a leash can be attached to it T^T. So one day he makes you wear his favorite outfit and then shows you the leash he can attach to your choker has you put it on. now that he has you at his mercy he can do whatever he wants to you now! He makes you get on your knees and suck his fat cock as he lets your head and calls you his ‘needy mutt’. he makes you ride him as he tugs your leash calling you his personal fleshlight (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀). threatening you that if you tell mommy that he’ll make sure you won’t walk the next day. And if he’s feeling mean he’ll make you hump your favorite teddy till you make a mess all over it. He makes you wear a vibrator in your cute hole whenever mommy isn’t home so he can keep you nice and wet for his cock. He buys you all this cute stuff and spoils you though. So getting fucked by his fat cock once in a while is just the price to pay to look cute! 💕

omg i really indulged myself😭 sorry! (i felt possessed writing this)

Woah!! :3 anon, I love ur ideas from ur silly brain!!! I love denji so much, but I feel like going with Aki with this because I love Aki so much, his silly small ponytail!! (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

ෆ DAD!Aki X GN!Reader [you/your]

— Synopsis:: You're daddy's mutt and fuck toy, your daddy loves to toy with your sweet hole!!.

CW. Incest, child/parent, humping, voyeurism, vibrators/toys, degradation (mutt)

A/N :: uwu — written by a minor

[MASTERLIST] — (⁠ノ⁠^⁠_⁠^⁠)⁠ノ works in link!

You came back from school, opening the door up. He was standing there and his arms opened. You smiled and ran to hug him, your face in his chest, he loved the cute outfits you would wear!! He kisses your forehead and leads to the couch, you smile and sit down. His hand is on your thigh and he shows you a choker. It has the word daddy on it!! "Is it for me, daddy!" You clapped your hands, it was for you like he was going to spend money on that woman. You smile and you kiss him as a thank for the gift. He slips his tongue in your mouth, both of yours tongues twirling around each other. He hears you moan in the kiss, his hand attempts to go lower but the sound of keys jingling is heard. He pulls away, a string of saliva connecting you two. You get up and go to your room, she walks in and goes over to Aki, she kisses him. It feels gross and feels like he is cheating on you!! \`~`/ One day, daddy came up and asked you to try on his favorite clothing. You put it on fast, you do a twirl and he kisses your hand before he shows you the leash. "What is that for?" You asked, staring at the leash he holds. "It's for your choker, here.." he attaches it on your choker, he holds it up and gently tugs on it. "Get on your knees, baby" he says, you blush and go on your knees, he pulls down his pants and underwear. He is so hard right now, you look at it and he tugs on the leash. Making your face hit his dick, you can feel it twitching against your face. "Suck" he commands you with one word, you wrap his dick with your warmth wet mouth. You use your hands to stroke the rest, he grunts and pulls on it to make your head go deeper down. He can feels vibrations on his dick, your moaning. He can see a bulge on your throat, he can never be amazed of the sight, his fat dick in your mouth making a bulge.. he tugs on it more as he can feel himself about to nut, he holds the back of your head as he fucks your mouth. He tightly grips your hair and he cums, his sticky white seed filling up your mouth. He pulls out his dick and some of his white cream lands on your face. You open your mouth show you swallowed everything.

He sits down and leans against the wall, he pats his lap. You get up and hover your hole above his fat cock. He tugs the leash down as you body falls on his dick, you can never get used of the size, he can see a bulge on your stomach. You ride him faster, lifting yourself up and down. "Needy mutt", he mutters, you go faster. You whine when his dick hits spots deep in your hole, you bite your lip and continue to bounce. He continues to pull on your leash, he puts his fingers into your mouth, you suck on it while you still ride him. "My fleshlight~!" He says, you main around his fingers when you feel him filling you up, your sex cums as well. You weakly lift yourself up and some of seed drips out of you. "Make sure, not to tell mommy. Or~ we will never see each other again!" He says, kissing your chest, you nod frantically. There next day, he makes you hump your sweet teddy bear, your sex rubbing against the buttons and the fur. You hump, moaning and drooling. He helps you out, moving your body hard against the teddy bear. He tells you to keep going until you make a mess over your sweet bear<3 he rubs his hand against your back and your butt, he smiles while you begin to weakly hump. He can tell your coming to the end, your whole body trembles and you let out a weak moan. He lifts your body up and gently puts you in the side, he can see your cum all over the teddy bear, he picks some up and licks it off his finger, he moans at the taste of you. Your still coming down your high so he might as well put his fat dick inside of your hole!!! He also puts vibrations and toys inside of your hole, when your mommy don't or home or when she is home~ He wants you to be a mess and wet for him, he can see you humping the couch softly to push the vibrator more into you, your so needy<3 He buys you cute stuff, cute clothing!!he loves to spoil you so much!! In return you have to let him fuck you with his fat dick, honesty what a good deal <3

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chosos-mascara · 1 year

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making out with aki is sloppy. slow, languorous kisses, drool coating both mouths in a sheen. he'd love it when you ride him on the couch, bouncing leisurely with his lips attached to yours in passionate movement. aki loves to feel you all over him, to drag his mouth over your tongue and suck all he can from you only to spit it straight back into your mouth. when he'd reach his high he wouldn't detach himself; he'd grunt straight into your parted lips, even if unable to focus on the action of kissing. instead, mentally pleading for you to show him guidance while he's barely able to focus, simply holding his mouth against yours. after a while you'd realise spitting in his mouth caused a series of moans to cascade from his pretty lips, and make his stomach twitch.

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kazuwhora · 2 years

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— BLOODLETTING

⨳ WARNINGS. dom!reader, fem!reader, though no use of pronouns for reader, wlw/nblw, fingering, teasing, bloodplay, non wlw or nblw dni please and thank u

⨳ WORD COUNT. 1.7k

⨳ NOTE. I suck at ending fics, so deal with it. this is also my many times changed submission for me and @eijirhoe‘s dom!reader collab and my own pride collab!

POWER IS TOUGH— she’s the blood fiend, afterall. she’s tough and loud, running her mouth every chance she gets, priding herself on her ‘wins’ with a huff and a smirk to match.

she’s tough until your hand brushes her skin, or toys with the ends of her hair. she’s tough until she’s sat beside you, and your hand rests on her thigh just high enough to make her shift in her seat. then? she’s putty in your hands.

her face turns beet red the further your hand slips, running your fingers along the hem of her shorts until she can barely look your direction without breaking into a nervous sweat. she’s rather quiet, for her, refusing to acknowledge your wandering hands as they creep up to toy with the zipper of her shorts.

“whats wrong, pretty? cat got your tongue?” you tease, smirking as you bask in the success of your efforts.

power’s face contorts with frustration as her brows furrow and she crosses her arms in front of her.

“nuh uh!” she shakes her head until her hair falls over her shoulders just enough to hide the embarrassment that tints her cheeks. “you’re just annoying!” she huffs again, this time making even more of an effort to hide her expression from your taunting gaze.

annoying might be the word to describe it, but there’s something so pleasing about watching her scramble to defend herself— desperate to prove she’s not weak, even when there’s nothing she can do under your grip, even if she wanted to.

“oh?” you ask, raising an eyebrow as you tug the zipper up and down, watching her eyes focus and move with the motions of your hands. you’re careful with the button, working slowly as her breathing becomes heavier the more you tease. “you think I’m…. annoying?”

it takes all the energy she has to nod her head, and her eyes squeeze shut before she manages to respond.

“mhm. yep. you’re…..” power pauses as your fingers pull the belt rings of her shorts, slipping them down to her ankles with ease and she presses her thighs together with anticipation.

“I’m?” you taunt, letting your fingers press against her puffy cunt through the fabric of her panties. “spit it out, princess. I’m what?”

“a-annoying…”

power’s voice is reduced to a whisper— her lip nearly trembles as she chokes the words out, refusing to look your way the more and more you push against her.

“hmmm” you sigh, stopping the circles of your fingers as she nearly whines for more. “can annoying people make you feel good, power?”

her lips part in response, but you cut her off before she can speak as you slip your fingers past her panties and circle her clit with your thumb. the other fingers tease her cunt— she’s already so wet for you and you’ve barely done anything, but she’s always been weak for you. she’s always been your pathetic little slut.

feeling her thighs press together, feeling the way her body quivers every time you tease her, it nearly drives you crazy if not for the facade you have to put on around her just to have your way. she’s always been one to challenge you, but the second you open your mouth— the second you humiliate her, she’s awfully quiet.

“not one for talkin’ hmm?” you coo. power looks away, giving in to your efforts as her chin drops to her chest in defeat. “that’s okay pretty, I’ll take care of you all nice, m’kay?”

you lean your body across hers, tilting her chin up with your free hand as she stares back at you with glassy eyes and nods. you can’t help but want to ruin her, to make her beg for more— beg for you as she struggles to keep her composure. you cant help but slip your fingers past her folds, losing yourself in the way her cunt tightens around you, and the hunger is far too intense to satiate.

“so tight for me” you giggle, pumping your fingers the best you can while your thumb stays pressed against your clit. you want to taste her so bad, but the ruse is too entertaining to give up now.

power doesn’t know how to shut up— that much, you know. she doesn’t know how to shut up, and she can’t keep herself from whining the deeper you push inside her as she thrashes her body and squirms in your grip.

there’s a hiccup in her breath as she writhes against you, each time pulling a whimper from her throat as you watch her struggle to keep her composure— she’s never been good at it anyways, and you can’t help but take pride in watching her fall apart from even the tiniest bit of pleasure.

“hurry up” she whines, pressing the back of your hand as if to beg for more.

“hurry up? and waste enjoying watching you like this?” your voice taunts here with ever slow curl of your finger inching up her velvet walls and you giggle every time her body clenches around you.

“shut up!” power hisses back as she digs her nails into the back of your hand, using her other arm to pull you flush against her body before her voice continues to mumble into the crook of your neck. “shut up shut up shut up!”

you can’t help but giggle— watching her unfold before your eyes into a pit of both denial and pleasure at once is satisfying, but a sharp pain in your neck pulls you from your enjoyment as power’s teeth dig into your skin. the deeper your fingers curl, the deeper her teeth dig as her broken whimpers hum against your skin and almost make up for the throbbing sensation across your skin.

she’s close to you now— pressed against your chest as you try your best to ignore the drops of blood she desperately licks from your skin as her teeth rest just on the surface.

“is that how this is gonna be, pretty?” you hum, stopping the motions of your finger as she frowns and pulls away with frustration.

the pout on her face is almost too much to deny, but the warmth of the blood against your skin and the tiny crimson stains in the corner of her mouth remind you of your purpose.

“fine then— if you’re gonna be this way, m’not going easy on you”

your hand pushes against her chest until her back is pressed against the cushions. there’s a softness to her like this— it’s almost infectious, and you let your fingers relax just for a moment as she whimpers against your lips.

“not fair” she whines, struggling and shifting her body as your fingers barely move an inch inside her.

“not fair?” you repeat, watching her frown with a raised brow.

“nuh uh— not fair!” her body shifts again with her whines, desperate for you to keep going and you manage to hold yourself back just long enough to fulfill your satisfaction and taste for control.

“alright, let’s be fair then, hmm?”

your whispered words nearly send shivers up power’s spine as her head presses back against the sofa and her eyes squeeze shut with anticipation. you start slow, curling your fingers and pressing against her velvet walls as she clenches around you. its a slow, sensual rhythm that nearly drives her mad, and with every stroke of your hand comes her legs that press together and shift as you push your fingers deeper and deeper once again.

“you’re gonna cum for me, you can do that can’t you, power?” her name slips off your tongue so easily, and yet the syllables get caught in the air and she barely notices you’re even talking. “tell me you’re gonna cum for me” you hiss, this time making sure she can hear you as your thumb presses against her clit pulling a whimper from her lips.

“mhm I—” she stutters, squeezing her eyes shut again as your thumb digs down against her nerves. “I— ngh— I…. I’ll cum for y-you”

her voice is soft and broken, and it floods your senses with the waves of euphoric control you so desperately crave with her. for someone so mouthy— so snarky and loud, she’s quiet now. quiet and desperate for you and only you.

“good girl” you hum, pumping your fingers faster and faster as the sounds of her wet cunt and her pathetic whimpers mix together in the air around you.

power can barely contain herself— fangs clamped down on her lip as she squirms in your hold. she knows she can’t escape, and with every thrust of your fingers she lets herself go piece by piece until tears prick the corners of her eyes and her vision turns fuzzy.

“I—” she stutters, barely able to put words together. “g-gonna—”

before she can finish her sentence, power’s nails dig into your neck and drag down to your shoulder, drawing tiny pebbles of blood from where she had already bitten you before. but it’s too much— the sensation of your fingers pressing against her sweet spot pushing her to the edge, and the smell of your blood so close she can practically taste it makes her body tremble as she gasps for some sort of composure.

“that’s it” you coo, this time ignoring the warmth of your blood staining your neck. watching her unravel into such desperation is far more entertaining than tending to the damage she’s done in the process.

her high is intoxicating— even for you, and you can’t help but pull her flush against your chest as her body collapses from the rush alone. quivering breaths are all she can manage as your fingers stay dormant inside her, entertained by the way her walls pulse around them as she finally begins to relax.

with her head buried in the crook of your neck, power can’t help but whine as your free hand strokes and combs through her hair.

“please?” she whimpers, as her warm breath coats your blood stained skin.

rolling your eyes, you know you can’t deny the blood fiend— especially not after she’s been so obedient just for you.

“fine— but only because you’ve been such a good girl”

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chaepink · 9 months

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pathetic sub!yandere boys ♡

pathetic, disgusting yandere boys that can't help but be obsessed with you.

wc: 1k+ words | masterlist | part two

dom!fem!reader, stalking, begging, unhealthy relationship, mention of fucking

note: THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SHORT

Yandere boys are honestly adorable. But not just any regular yandere boys, im talking about pathetic boys that slowly turn possessive and less innocent the more obsessed they are with you.

The ones that stalk you in and out of school as they take pictures of you when you're not looking, even sometimes up your skirt when you're turned around! The ones that offer to help you with everything during school, blushing whenever you thank him and give him a compliment before rushing towards the nearest bathroom to jerk off cause they got hard from the small praise you gave them. how pathetic!

Yandere boys that would try their best to become your best friend, even going long lengths to hang out with you every second you're free.

You were going to go to the carnival with a friend? Suddenly that friend has to cancel on you because they feel sick, not knowing that your yandere added something weird to their lunch.

A friend asked if you wanted to hang with them later and you agreed? Thats weird because now they're not picking up their phone or answering their texts. Well guess who stole their phone and hid it somewhere where they wouldn't find it.

Whenever you're sad, your yandere will buy you loads of snacks and comfort you as best as they can.

Its cute really, how they try so hard to hide their obsession with you from you, even going as far as to anonymously threaten your friends that tell you how weird and creepy they are.

But everytime your friends warn you, you just smile back and them and say that [character] is just super nice to you and thats all.

Your yandere boy is so desperate for you that it's so pathetic yet so cute at the same time.

They think that you have no clue of his intentions or what he's done but little does he know, you actually do.

You know how they stalk you, how they try to separate you from your friends, how they're absolutely obsessed with you.

And so when you come over to their house to work on a class project, you're not surprised to find a big journal that has a heart on the cover with your name on it peeking out from under their bed when you come in their room. Opening it only to find lewd drawings and pictures of you alongside long paragraphs that your yandere wrote.

Reading the paragraphs and how it describes how every desire [character] has with you, even being specific as to say the exact details that would happen with each situation.

The first one you read includes how they want to get fucked by you, describing how they want to be bent over their bed as they cry and sob from the pleasure you give them.

It continues with you making him cum multiple times as you wrap a hand around his neck, leaning towards their ear to whisper degrading praise to him.

You continue reading the rest, watching as his desires turn darker and darker as they become even more specific than before, as if they actually happened before.

But before you could reach the end, your yandere opens the door with some snacks in his hand. Poor him really, cause he would have never expected for you to find out about his obsession with you.

But you're glad you did because now you get to watch as he pauses at the door, dropping the snacks in shock when he sees you with his journal in hand. Watch as his eyes flood with tears as he begins to shake from fear and shock, his face turning red as he tries to choke back a sob. Watch as he stumbles in front of you, landing on his knees as he looks into your eyes to no longer see any love in them but instead something dark that makes him shiver. Maybe it's disgust, maybe it's something entirely else.

They beg you to forget what you just saw, tears flooding down their face. It's just so embarrassing for them that you found out about their obsession with you. You can't help but coo at them as you tilt their head towards you, pressing your foot against the bulge in his pants because of course he couldn't help but get hard in this situation. That's just how pathetic they are, you think its cute though.

Hearing them let out a pitiful whimper as he lays his head on your thigh, pleading you with their eyes. Big cute eyes that try to convince you that he's done nothing wrong.

The situation is no longer about the journal when he starts to let out adorable noises when you continue to grind your foot against his bulge, making him quickly cum in the matter of seconds.

But even though he just came just a few moments ago, the way you call them pathetic with the disgust in your voice makes him hard again as he hump your foot.

They'll let you do anything to them. Dress them up, degrade him, humiliate them, they dont care! They're yours to use.

Secretly, your yandere is grateful that you found the journal under their bed. They actually wanted you to. They wanted you to get disgusted as you read the contents within their journal.

They hoped that you would punish them for how lewd and disgusting they are and they would be so grateful when you actually do.

Make the situations in his journal that he forever dreamed of come true as all he can do is moan and scream your name as you use him like a toy for your pleasure. Make him fall apart underneath you as his body gets littered with bite marks that compliment his body so nicely.

If he's too loud, shut him up with a choker or even better, your panties. The way his eyes would roll back as he cums for the nth time that night. But you're not done with him yet, oh not anytime soon.

You have to punish him for everything that he's ever done to you.

The whole situation is messed up but no matter how obsessed they are with you, you wouldn't ever trade them for the world. After all, they're your yandere.

ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink

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yanderenightmare · 3 months

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TW: nsfw, dubcon/noncon, size-difference

gn reader – fem clothing (lingerie: panties, bralette) & fem labels (trophy wife)

Thinking about businessman yandere coming home to you after a long day of work...

He's so tired, so frayed, so static – nearly shaking with frustration and annoyance once he comes through the door, only one sweet thing on his weary mind, his hands shaking with the need to touch, to hold, to hug you tight and fuck you good.

He’ll be extra grabby with you, extra brutish, manhandling your ample body, taking handfuls of each asscheek and pinching them like putty, squeezing you like you're his own personal stress ball.

He’ll forget to be gentle, forgetting his strength as he pulls you to him, wrapping your legs around his torso with zero words coming from the grim line that makes up his lips – almost like he’s forgotten how to communicate with words – like he doesn't have time to spare.

He'll bear down on you, trapping your little body beneath him, drowning you in the scent of cigars, bourbon, sweat, and cologne as his chin-stubble grates your fine skin as he cuddles your chest with sloppy kisses and hefty groans

And you'll let him – the fine trophy wife you are – lying still like a doll with a pitter-patter in your chest at the feel of his hands stirring, fiddling with the thin lace of your panties, hooking his ringed fingers around the band – before tearing yet another pair of the expensive lingerie. Your bralette, too.

He’ll kiss a trail of hungry bites up your chest, nipping at your collar, licking up your neck, biting your earlobe, hands throwing the tattered pieces of lace onto the floor, left to roam your perfect body freely, finding your nipples as he humps his clothed bulge against your naked sex – wrestling his belt off with impatient groans, still in his suit while he sheathes himself inside you – moaning with fervor when he's all bottomed out – swallowed down to the hilt in that wet tightness welcoming him home.

BNHA – Bakugou, Overhaul, Aizawa, Enji, Deku, Shoto, Shinso, Dabi

JJK – Nanami, Geto, Sukuna, Toji, Higuruma, Naoya

AOT – Levi, Erwin, Zeke

DS – Muzan, Sanemi

HxH – Chrollo, Leorio

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dearestgojo · 1 year

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Moonlight Haze

Aki x Fem Reader

A/n: inspired by Moonlight by Kail Uchis. @public-safety-network

Warnings: 18+. Dubcon. Smoking. Fingering. Drugs. Oral both receiving. Mirror Sex. Cunnilingus. Reverse cowgirl. Riding. Creampie. Pain Kink. Slight burning (accidental). Doggy. Multiple orgasms. Mating press.

Wc: 3k | CSM Masterlist | Main Masterlist

Bright colors dance on the wall you're facing while you hear yourself giggle far away, other stifled laughs accompanying you. The world is tilted; the sock-covered foot of whoever is with you comes into view while you lay flat on your back on the cool floor, a haze of smoke clouding your view. There's music playing in the background, a 90's band whose name you don't recall or never bothered to learn, but the sound helps re-jog your memory of whose room you're in. And how you had ended up with your head in the clouds when you had a work project to be finished by tomorrow's deadline.

Not that you give much of a damn about that deadline right now when your entire body is buzzing. The effects of whatever your boyfriend gave you is starting to really kick in. Your tongue feels heavy when you try to speak, the words slurring together to where they're barely even intelligible, "What was that?"

Aki turns to look at you, the moonlight catching dark hair falling into his dazed eyes. He speaks smoother than you can at the moment, still appearing less affected by the drugs, "Don't know, took them from Power and Denji earlier today." He raises the joint in his fingers to his lips again, exhaling a breath of smoke through his nose, you watch in awe as it curls up into the air, "But whatever it was, it sure has a kick to it."

You hum back in response, turning to look up at the ceiling, shifting uncomfortably on the floor as something starts to tingle in the pit of your belly. Your thighs start to rub together, and the inside of your thighs feel wet and sticky. Sweat travels down the back of your neck, your entire body feels burning hot.

"Aki," his name slips past your lips just above a whisper, your head rolling over to look at him as he inhales more smoke.

He exhales, another puff of smoke flowing out his lips, and peers down at you, his eyes finding yours, "Yeah?"

Swallowing down loudly you raise your hips off the floor, slipping your fingers under the waistband of your shorts, pulling them down your thighs, "I feel hot."

From where you lay you can see the highs of his cheeks burn a light pink, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. "Yeah?" He grunts out, eyes glued on your bare legs.

"Yeah," you answer, throwing your shorts across the room, and running your tongue over your bottom lip. Swinging your legs, giving him a glimpse of the wet patch on your underwear, stretching out your arm asking for another hit from the blunt.

Aki crawls over to you, blunt hanging from his fingers, hooking your legs over his thighs. He hands you the joint, sliding his free hand along the inside of your thigh, feeling the heat of your skin under the tip of his fingers and emitting from your center. Clearing his throat he looks down at you while you blow out a puff of smoke, "Should I open a window?"

You shake your head, reaching down to hand the joint back to him and letting your fingers glide over his hand, "No."

Aki chuckles when he hears you hum as he slides his middle finger along your slit through your panties, "Should I keep doing this then?"

The back of your throat feels dry, whether from the drug you're on or from embarrassment at being exposed like this, you don't know. You squirm closer to his touch, nodding your head. You watch as Aki moves your underwear to the side to touch you directly, mewling as he teases your entrance.

"You're wet," he states, spreading your slick on your folds, covering his fingers in it before pushing to fingers in. The heel of his palm bumps against your clit while he slides them in and out, making come hither motions while scissoring, stretching you open.

Your body starts feeling even hotter, Aki's fingers reaching deep inside your walls, brushing against your soft spot. Peering at him through your lashes, you watch as he raises the joint to his mouth, his eyes glued on your pussy, and deeply inhales the smoke before breathing out the smoke gradually. Your hips start to grind down on his hand, a knot forming in the bottom of your belly, the inside of your mouth feeling with saliva as pleasure courses through your bottom half up your spine, but it doesn't feel like enough to push you off the edge you stand on.

Your head rolls on the floor, and you whine, "Need more, Aki." There's pressure on your thigh when he brings his hand back down, his free hand resting on it he glides his fingers in and out of your hole. You can feel the heat of the joint and the curve of his hand, a jolt travels up your spine when you feel the hand shift, Aki dropping down to his belly. "More what?" He asks, looking at where his fingers are sliding in and out of your cunt, the high of his cheeks burning.

Your hand comes down at you tugging on the long strands of his hair, pulling him closer to your heat, whimpering, "Need you to touch me more."

Aki tosses one leg over his shoulder and pushes it towards your belly while the other is trapped under his arm. He removes his fingers, leaning forwards and nudging his nose against your clit. You hear him inhale, sniffing your cunt, and the tips of your ears burn. You wiggle when his warm tongue licks a long stripe up your slit, tongue circling your clit.

Your hips come off the bed, Aki's lips wrap around your swollen clit, sucking on it. Your eyes remain stuck on the ceiling, your fingers flexing through his hair, his head dipping down to lap at your hole. A groan vibrates in the back of your throat, followed by a gasp, his tongue sliding into your cunt, the warm muscle lapping at your walls.

The knot in your belly grows and gets tighter, your thighs tremble in his hold. The squelching sounds your pussy makes as he moves his mouth against your lower lips, his hands kneading the back of the leg he holds over his shoulder. You feel him murmur something against your folds, a satisfied hum reaching your ears, your hips rolling into his tongue.

The back of your head starts to feel fuzzy, your eyes fluttering closed, "Aki g-gonna cum soon."

Aki's hand grips the side of your thigh, pushing it up toward your belly, forcing himself deeper into your folds. His tongue moves eagerly along your slit, from your sopping hole to your painful swollen clit that his nose keeps nudging against.

Your orgasm washes over you suddenly and swiftly. A blissful warmth spreads from the crown of your head to the tip of your toes. Your eyelids squeeze shut as you see white and your body shakes in his hold. There's a light pained sting against your stretched-out leg, the stinging growing as the burning blunt digs deeper into your skin, it barely registers but you hiss through a moan. Aki forcefully separates himself from your pussy, cursing under his breath while he lets your leg fall off his shoulder.

He crawls up your body, wrapping your legs around his waist, "Sorry, sorry, didn't mean to burn you, I should have killed it before taking things further."

The effects of the drug are starting to wear off, your body humming from just the orgasm Aki just gave you. You wrap your arms around him, pulling him down to press your lips to his, tasting yourself on his tongue. When you pull back, you look up into lust-blown us, giggling at the dark pink that tints his cheeks. You've lost of how many times you've found yourself in similar positions, clothes tossed on the ground, and yet every time it never fails that Aki's cheeks turn a variation of pink.

You run your fingers over his blush, the pain on your thigh starting to register in your brain, "It's fine." Leaning forward you press another kiss on his lips, nudging your tongue into his mouth. The kiss is sweet, The fingers of your hand caressing his cheeks while your others thread through his dark hair. You fall back onto the ground, your head making a soft thud sound as it hits it. You grin up at him, "I kinda liked it," it comes off as a question.

"Yeah?" Aki raises an eyebrow, leaning down to nip at your neck, running a finger over the mark the joint left.

You hum, running your hands down to undo the buttons of his shirt, "I think so. I mean I barely noticed it."

Aki sits up, resting back on his knees as he pulls his shirt off, tossing it randomly somewhere in the room before pulling you up to him. He kisses your lips again, sliding his tongue along yours, his hand gripping the curve of your ass. "Should I light another one, and we can try again?" He asks, plopping on the bed, fingers sliding beneath your shirt.

You eye the bag on the end of his bedside drawer, five blunts staring back at you, Aki grinding you down on his bulge pulling your attention back to him, "Maybe next time." Your lips find his, hand descending down his torso, undoing the button of his pants. Your hand slips in, and you pull his cock out, gliding up and down, you pull away from him, "I have other plans right now."

You kneel between his legs, shuffling down while tugging his pants and underwear down his thighs, his hips raising off the bed. His cock slaps on his lower belly, the inside of your mouth salivating as you watch it twitch, Aki whimpers above you, tossing his head back to stare up at the ceiling. Leaning down to take the tip between your lips, keeping your hand wrapped around the part that doesn't fit in your mouth, as you slide down. The head hits the back of your throat, and you give yourself a moment to adjust, breathing in through your nose.

The weight of his cock resting on your tongue has you squirming on the floor, and you carefully start to bob your head. You hollow your cheeks as you pull back before going back down, your hand following your lips, twisting around the girth, spreading your spit along the length. The sound of you gagging on around his cock fills up the room, the sound so loud that you're sure that Power and Denji can hear it from their rooms.

Aki moans and whines above you, his fingers gripping the sheets of the bed, the feeling of your warm mouth enveloping his cock almost feels like too much. His hand comes down to rest on the back of your head, guiding you down further down subconsciously.

His thigh trembles under your hand, hips rising off the bed to shallowly thrust into your mouth. "Feels good," he moans, glancing down at you, breathing out through his nose. You feel him twitch in your mouth, a warning of his impending orgasm leaving his lips a moment later, "Gonna cum." A few more moments pass, and you feel him start releasing in the back of your throat, the salty taste landing on your tastebuds, the corners of your eyes stinging with tears. His hand holds your head in place while he cums down your throat, his pubic hair tickling the tip of your nose.

You come up swallowing the semen in your mouth, Aki pulling you back up onto his lap, his arms shaking still and chest heaving up and down. His lips crash into yours, arms wrapped around your waist. You don't know how long you've been kissing, the effects of the weed have long worn off, but your body still feels hot, Aki's semi-stiff cock resting against your inner thigh.

Coming up for air, Aki rests his forehead on yours, and he shifts back to the center of the bed, his voice an octave deeper, "Feel good enough for another round?"

You nod, letting him move you around on the bed, your back facing him while you look over your shoulder at him. "Yeah," you answer, feeling the weight of his hand on your lower back as he pushes you down.

Aki leans down, pressing a few kisses along your spine, pushing your hair out of the way, and licking the back of your neck. "You don't feel tired?" He asks, running his cock between your soaked folds.

"N-no" you whimper Aki pushing the first inch in. You turn to look forward, finding a reflection of yourself staring back at you through the mirror of the vanity. Your pupils are blown, your eyes puffy and red, and the corners of your lips are swollen, stained with slobber. Your back is arched, Aki's large hands resting on either side as he pushes his entire length into your warm spasming walls, jaw slack as you clench around him.

The scene is sinful and perverted, but you'd be lying if you didn't admit that it made your stomach swirl with need, your mind feeling ditzy as you watch Aki plow into you. His hips snapping into your ass, the sound of skin slapping on skin permeating the bedroom walls. Slick dripping down your thighs as you watch yourself get fucked by your boyfriend, mouth ajar letting loud moans and wails out.

Aki's eyes find yours in the mirror, nails digging into your hips as he pulls you back, the tint on his cheeks is no longer caused by him feeling flustered. He doesn't break eye contact as he leans forward, his chest pressed to your back, hand snaking down to circle your clit and pull you up off your hands.

"Do you like watching yourself get fucked?" He asks, your clit caught between his fingers, "Not the first time I catch you looking." He kisses your shoulder, other hand leaving your hips

to grip your bouncing breast, smiling when you wither in his arms, "Just look at yourself," Aki breathes into your ear, teeth nipping at the lobe of your ear, "taking me so well."

The two of you watch as he fucks you in the mirror. His cock sliding in and out, covered in a thin veil of slick, tits shaking as he thrust into you. The lewd image in front of you starts to become blurry, and you don't think you'll last much longer, it's then that Aki pulls out and plops on the bed.

He tugs you back to him, your ass still facing him, voice hoarse as he orders, "Watch yourself bounce on my cock for a bit."

Carefully lowering yourself down on his dick, you keep your eyes on the mirror, watching as you get stretched. You mewl as you drop yourself, feeling the coil in the bit of your belly close to snapping as he bottoms out.

Taking in a deep breath you lift yourself until the head of his member is the only part that remains in you. It feels like he reaches deeper like this, with you on top. Watching yourself slide back down.

You don't know what to do with your hands, resting them on his thighs at first, bouncing back on his length. But you find you don't find the image that stares back at you as flattering, and that his cock hips slipping out, so you adjust your hips and thighs, slowly leaning back til your hands rest on his lower abdomen. You roll your hips, watching as his balls twitch in the mirror, his hands shooting up to hold to your hips, helping you lift yourself up.

The coil in the pit of your bell grows, getting tighter and tighter as you watch yourself fuck Aki's cock. Your hand comes down to circle your clit, hurdling yourself for an intense orgasm that has your vision go white, loud wails of Aki's name tumbling out of your lips incoherently. You collapse sideways on the bed, legs quivering as you cum.

The mattress shifts and you feel Aki's hand grip your calves, pushing your legs toward your head. Your ears are ringing but you still manage to hear him uttering, "Just a little longer, I promise so just bear with me," as his cock breaches your gaping walls once more.

He feels deeper than ever as if he's in your stomach, and your brain can't fully comprehend how that is possible as it remains on the blissful post-orgasm high. The feeling of Aki's hips snapping against the curve of your ass has the knot in your belly forming quickly once more. Your legs burn from being forced into a foreign position.

"T-too much, Aki," you whine, speaking in pauses, "Still sensitive. Just came."

Your words seem to fall on deaf ears, Aki's sole focus is that of filling you to the rim with his cum, eyes glued on where his cock spits you open. Watches as he slides in and out, the base of his shaft coated in a white rim. He watches your clit pulse and twitch, your thumb coming down to play with it while holding both your legs against your stomach with one hand.

You cum when he decides to flick the swollen bud, your mind going blank again. The feeling of your walls clenching down and spasming around his cock pushes Aki over the edge finally. He comes with a loud whine, his hips stilling against you, the grip on your legs loosening enough for you to break free, falling on his shoulders as you cum. He paints the inside of your walls white, some of his semen seeping out of your cunt and onto the once-clean sheets.

Aki collapses on top of you when he finishes. Chest heaving and eyes drooping close, as he presses lazy kisses on your shoulder and whispers sweet nothings. Lulling you to sleep. You would deal with the mess later in the morning, right now you just wanted to sleep off the rest of the drugs and the sore feeling that was spreading along your lower half.

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pin-k-ink · 10 days

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Kishibe X Reader

CW: dry humping, dirty talking, possessive kishibe, highly suggestive

You didn't know how Kishibe had coaxed you into sitting on his lap, but there you were, perched atop his muscular thighs, your heart racing as you felt the heat of his body seeping through your clothes. It had been years since you'd last seen him, years since you'd felt the intensity of his gaze upon you, but time had done little to dull the effect he had on your body.

Perhaps it was the way he looked at you, his eyes darkened with a hunger that made your breath catch in your throat, a hunger that spoke of a deep, unrelenting desire that had only grown stronger in your time apart. Or maybe it was the way his hands rested on your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh with a possessiveness that sent shivers down your spine, a silent reminder that he still considered you his, despite the years and the distance that had separated you.

The room seemed to fade away as you focused on the sensation of his touch, the way his hands slowly slid up your sides, his fingers grazing the sides of your breasts in a way that made you gasp, your body responding to him in a way that felt both familiar and new. You could feel his breath on your neck, hot and heavy, as he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered words that made your cheeks flush and your body tremble.

"I've missed you," he murmured, his voice low and rough, filled with a need that echoed your own. "I've missed the feel of your body against mine, the way you respond to my touch. I've missed the way you taste, the way you come undone on my cock."

His words were like a drug, intoxicating and addictive, and despite the part of you that wanted to resist, to push him away and remind him of all the reasons why this was wrong, you found yourself melting into his embrace, your body betraying your mind.

You shifted on his lap, your hips grinding against his in a way that made him groan, the sound low and guttural, filled with a need that set your blood on fire. You could feel his clothed cock pressing against you, a testament to his desire, and the knowledge that you could still affect him this way after all these years sent a thrill of power through you.

His hands grew bolder, slipping beneath the hem of your shirt, his calloused fingers skimming over the smooth skin of your stomach, leaving trails of fire in their wake. You arched into his touch, your head falling back against his shoulder as you let yourself get lost in the sensation, your lips parting in a silent moan.

Kishibe took advantage of your exposed neck, his lips trailing kisses down the column of your throat, his teeth grazing your pulse point in a way that made you gasp, your fingers tangling in his hair, tugging him closer, urging him on as he nipped and sucked at your sensitive skin.

"You're mine," he growled against your throat, his words a possessive claim that sent a shiver down your spine. "You've always been mine, and you always will be. No matter how much time passes, no matter how much you try to fight it, your body will always respond to me like this."

Part of you wanted to argue, to deny his claim and remind him of all the reasons why you could never be his, but the words died on your tongue as his hands slid higher, cupping your breasts, his thumbs brushing over your nipples in a way that made you gasp.

The world around you ceased to exist, your mind focused solely on the man beneath you, the way his body felt against yours, the way his touch ignited a fire within you that threatened to consume you whole. You knew there would be consequences, that giving in to this moment of passion could change everything, but in that instant, with Kishibe's hands on your body and his lips claiming yours in a bruising kiss, you couldn't bring yourself to care.

All that mattered was the feel of his skin against yours, the way he made you feel alive in a way you never had before, the way he awakened a hunger within you that you hadn't even known existed. And as you lost yourself in the throes of passion, your bodies moving together in a dance as old as time itself, you knew that this was a moment you would never forget, a memory that would be seared into your mind for the rest of your days, a reminder of the hold Kishibe would always have over you, no matter how much you tried to fight it.

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