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aestosia · 2 days
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ur fav + filming ..! >_<
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“such a pretty pussy..” he mumbles, lowering the camera in attempts to get a good angle of your glistening hole. a soft moan escapes your lustful lips as he toys with your sensitive exposed bud.
“feels so good baby.” you whimper, heat building up in your stomach as he slowly stimulates your nether regions. “it’s so soft in here,” he says, sticking his long fingers in and out of your velvety walls. “have a feel.” he states, before you can even get a word out he guides your hand to your heat emitting core.
“try putting a finger in.” he instructs. you do so, letting out a low groan as you feel your fingers easily slide into your cunt. “feels good, right baby?” he asks in a husky low voice. he inches his hand between your legs, spreading your puffy lips apart. “it’s so fucking beautiful, wanna show you off..” he says seductively, showing the camera your exposed pussy.
“t’s embarrassing..” you cry, covering your blushing face with your hands. “why baby?” he questions, “it’s so pretty, i want everyone to know it’s all mine.” he announces, his possessive tone giving you an excited feeling in your stomach. “it’s so wet for me.” he states, proceeding to stimulate your clit again.
“i wanna put it in..” he says in a needy voice “you can, i want you so bad.” you moan. “god.. you really know how to turn me on.” he says, feeling his bulge strain against his pants. “wanna give you my full attention.” he says softly, throwing his phone onto the unmade bed.
“been waiting all day to have you..” he snarls aligning his freed cock to your entrance.
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GOJO, geto, CHOSO, TOJI, ATSUMU, kageyama, ushijima, tsukishima, kenma
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lelelenaxx · 11 months
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Afab!reader
Will literally beg on both his knees for you to ride his face
“Baby please… just wanna feel you in top of my face and be smothered in your pussy. Please baby?” How could you say no to that pretty face of his?
So you take of your pants and underwear and straddle his face. His smile drawn wide and he’s excited. You hover over his face, contemplating whether or not you should push your weight down onto him.
But while you’re trying to reassure yourself, arms wrap around your thighs and push you down, his mouth is sucking and pushing his tongue through your folds and circling around you’re clit
One hand grips the headboard and one is in his hair. Tugging harshly as he brings you through a haven of pleasure.
Your mind slowly fogs up, only being able to focus on his tongue and his mouth. Desperately grinding upon his face. Crying out in pleasure as he recklessly digs his tongue into your aching pussy.
When you reach your orgasm he pushes you right down onto his face, while your body is twitching from sensation he is still digging his tongue inside of you. Devouring the delicious taste of your juices.
KAWATA TWINS ISTG, Hakkai, DRAKEN, Rindou, Eren, JEAN, Kenma, NISHINOYA, AKAASHI, bokuto, Suna, MIYA TWINS, Constance, Megumi, GOJO
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pin-k-ink · 7 months
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Men who are complete masochists. The type to keep on fucking you even after they came, pushing their cum right back into you until it starts leaking out and run down his sensitive cock, just to feel the sting that comes with the feeling of overstimulation. Forget the white ring of cum around his cock after the first couple of rounds, by the time he decides he’s done, both of you are a cum-covered, sweaty mess of tangled limbs. He’s full on sobbing and babbling about how good you feel and how much it hurts but he just can’t stop. Also a massive whore for thigh highs and pantyhose. Only because he loves the feeling of fucking your plush thighs whenever you’re wearing them. His fingers leave indents on your hips as he keeps you steady enough to drive his cock between your legs, whimpering from the scratchy feeling of the material on his cock. He won’t complain though. Because after his first orgasm, when his warm, sticky cum is coating the inside of your thighs, washing away the lube he slathered before, that’s when the real pleasure hits. Cue the incoherent muttering because his mind is completely fogged up with the feeling of your thighs clamping around his raw cock, impossibly tight to the point his cum is seeping out in sad little spurts, staining your already ruined thigh highs.
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itadori, HINATA, kenma, bokuto, GOSHIKI, atsushi, TECCHOU, inumaki, BACHIRA
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viviaj · 9 months
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suna (or kenma) who pushes a vibrator to ur clit and tapes your thighs together while he games. you cant move ur thighs apart, writhing as you cum over and over and over again. meanwhile he’s sitting there, blank face, hard in his pants.
he loves pretending he doesn’t care. but he’s sick in the head and goes crazy listening to your pants and soft whines. adores hearing you beg for him to come touch you; to just give you anything. he loves saying no. he loves telling you to stop talking; that he’s ‘busy’ with his game.
he’s the worst
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forusomimiya · 10 months
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Well, this is probably a long way from reality, but you only have to stop for a moment and think about it.
They fucking love your tits. They love that they're the size of their hands, perfectly made to be groped. They love them no matter what their state, though they admit to feeling like they're in a dream when your nipples are fully erect, so they only have one reason to put their fingers and tongues to work.
But most of all, they /love/ how they fucking bounce with every thrust.
"Hah baby, I can't even look at them. If I do... I- I’ll fill ya up so - hard, and… and I don't assure I'll cum again if...- if I think about how your pussy would spill over with my cum."
If they can't see them, they want to at least feel them. They would release their grip on your hips and move towards them, pressing down hard enough to let their hands dance with them up and down, up and down.
"Mhmm but... I-I think I can put them to better use, wanna see?"
They would wait for the exact right moment to leaving you whining and with your pussy swollen and red, tightening around nothing. They would look up at you and smile victoriously as they let their cock rest between your tits, making you squeeze them around it, and starting to move again as fast as they would have moved in your pussy.
"Yeah... this is what I mean when I say your tits are fucking perfect. Nngh j-jerking me just as good as your little cunt. Now wanna see that mouth wide open baby... ‘cause 'm close, hah I-I'm almost there."
How hard they would cum watching how your tits cradle him until he cums hard on them, splashing into your mouth, and forming a trail of cum between them as he pulls away.
That's why they're wonderful, because they're yours.
TENDOU, ATSUMU, Oikawa, Akaashi, SUNA, Kenma, KAGEYAMA, Sakusa, DAISHOU, OSAMU, Hanamaki, MATSUKAWA
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sir-kuroo · 4 months
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🥂 f!reader, dry humping, frottage, creampie
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HE'S LOSING IT when the soft flesh of your ass was pressed against his cock as you laid in bed spooning each other; the strands of your hair featherly tickled his nose as he had his arms around your plush body, so cuddly, so adorable yet so fuckable at the same time; he losing it and couldn’t help but grind his hard-on against your pillowy ass; he couldn’t help but pepper kisses along the side of your face then nibble the shell of your ear.
Ohh...when he does that...You lose your mind, moaninh and rubbing your behind against him even further, teasing his already hardened cock as your pussy became needier.
He didn’t need to ask; he already knew that you're losing it as much as he was too. You gasped as you felt his cock hot in between your thighs; even with your underwear on, he felt your wetness from the fabric and that made him more eager to increase the friction as he rocked his hips back and forth. His hand, hiked up your nightdress and found your supple breast; his fingers played around with your nipple as you squirmed against his dick in such desperation.
“Mhmmn...” you moaned, helplessly craving him to be inside you.
He couldn’t wait any longer anymore too so he slid your panties to the side, the tip now managed to get in. He opened you up wide, holding one of your leg up as he sank deeper–both of you eliciting a moan as soon as he had his whole length in.
He began thrusting and you swayed your hips to match his tempo; his free hand held you tightly as he stroke upwards to hit you deeper; you almost hit the headboard as he went all out and you gripped on the sheets as you felt the strong wave coming in. Uncontrollable tremors rushed in as you climaxed. You felt your head light as he grunted to his release, his cum filling you up while he caged you in his arms and the orgasm put you both to sleep.
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verslxt · 7 months
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riding his abs
the praisers
as he guides your hips up and down his abs he smiles and kisses your neck "your doing amazing pretty girl". he said pressing his lips to your jaw line as you moved up and down his glistening abs. so close to your climax that you couldn't hide it anymore. "a-ahhh~ m'close" you managed out as you rode out your high on his abs now practically shining in the morning sunlight from your slick and your cum "amazing job pretty girl" he said kissing the top of your head
sugawara koshi, bokuto koutarou, akaashi keiji, hinita shoyo, daichi sumawara, kenma kozume, ashai azumane, yuu nishinoya, tanaka, kita shinsuke, tadashi yamaguchi lev habia and your favs ♡
the degraders
he lands a harsh harsh smack on your ass as you ride his abs making you yelp and jump "getting off on my abs? such a fucking slut" he degrades you as you continue riding his abs. he grabs some of your ass where his large ass handprint is and gives it a small squeeze. he smiles up at you pulling your wife beater down to reveal your tits. as he latched onto one of your tits you were so close you could almost taste it "m-hm~ m s'close" you moaned out as you came on his abs riding out your high "there we go filthy slut, get off using my abs"
suna rintaro, oikawa tooru, osamu miya, atsumu miya, sakusa kiyoomi, hajime iwaizumi, kageyama tobio, aran ojiro, kei tsukishima, kuroo tetsuro, daishou suguru, and your favs ♡
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vividvivvy · 3 months
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No thoughts, just streamer bf Kenma
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Streamer bf!Kenma headcannons
There is nsfw but there's a warning before it starts.
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Streamer bf!Kenma who spends all his time tucked away in your shared bedroom playing his games and editing videos
Streamer bf!Kenma who will get distracted mid stream by you laying on your bed, stifling a laugh at something a character said in your book
Streamer bf!Kenma that has to make up excuses as to why his face is so red during streams because you'll silently flirt with him off camera
Streamer bf!Kenma who keeps you a secret, not for your safety or privacy (even though that's what he tells you) but because he knows how amazing you are and doesn't want his fans trying to steal you away.
Streamer bf!Kenma who will mute himself and disappear off camera whenever you bring him food mid stream to thank you and give you kisses
Streamer bf!Kenma who will beat you easily at any competitive games you play together, but be prepared to carry him in ANY open-world game you convince him to play.
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Streamer bf!Kenma who has to mute the stream and step away from his computer because you won't stop sending him pictures in your cute lacy panties and thigh highs from the living room
Streamer bf!Kenma who will make bets with his friends on how long he can last streaming while you give him support under the desk
Streamer bf!Kenma who will jump on a stream right after rearranging your guts
Streamer bf!Kenma who will turn off his camera so that you can cockwarm him while he streams
Streamer bf!Kenma who will come home early from meet ups because you keep sending him pictures and videos of you touching yourself and begging him to come back home and fuck you
Streamer bf!Kenma who will end stream early because he can't handle the sight of you in just his shirt and your thigh highs waiting patiently on the bed for him
Streamer bf!Kenma who has the most gorgeous gamer boyfriend hands that please you almost too well
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hxltic · 1 year
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“YOU’VE NEVER SQUIRTED?” KENMA
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500 FOLLOWERS?!
It was actually a really awkward conversation in the kitchen of his apartment. The fresh toast sizzled against your fingers as you removed it from the toaster, the sun shined bright through his black curtains without quit, and because it was in his disposition to be up ungodly hours, you incorrectly assumed he’d hibernate in his room so you planned to head to your friend’s house for breakfast in a full face and clothes you never wore. Or technically, a full face and clothes you only wore out to places you cared about. Otherwise, you didn’t really dress to impress.
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Footsteps sounded from afar and you retrieved the jelly from the fridge mindlessly.
“Where we going?”
Kenma taunted from his seat found on the island stool. You assumed he’d just woken up, accompanied with doing his daily hygiene because his soft voice still had the slightest rasp to it.
“We?” You jokingly snapped back. Kenma scoffed lightheartedly at you. The refrigerator door closed with a slight push, and Kenma sighed to where he could ask again. Some almost fully black stands came to fall in front of his face as he leaned forward on the cold, stone counter and his hair was pulled into a small ponytail, nothing left of the noticeable blonde but disproportional ends that fall into his large hoodie.
“Where are you going?”
You grab the plate but forget the juice for the morning. Back you go to the fridge almost in a rush.
“I’m going to a friend’s for breakfast, it’s this party thing she hosts every year,” you explain. “Almost like a friendsgiving. She takes it suuuuper serious.”
The juice is in one hand, a random cup in another. You twist around to pour the liquid on the island instead of the main countertop so you could engage in quick conversation with Kenma. As he got older he’s become more expressive and outgoing, just willingly reserved. He has, however, become a handful; and having lived with him, you’ve seen him take shots like a champ. You see his aloofness dissolve, his eyebrow coming up the slightest bit.
“And you’re eating breakfast before going to eat breakfast?” He slowed the pace of his words around the end of the sentence like he was judging you.
“I have to eat in the morning still, or I’ll pass out before I even get there Kenma! I’m kinda a little late though so you can heckle me when I get back.”
“Uhuh…”
Kenma hummed in response with an inconspicuous smirk on his face. You wouldn’t have even seen it if it weren’t for you waiting to see his reaction of your flawless vocabulary. He was however, changing his position to leaning back in the chair, already staring you incredulously. It was somewhat close to a manspread, his hands were tucked into the hoodie pockets, and the sight was way too much for you to handle this early in the morning.
So, you turned around to tend to your idle plate with jelly-less toast on it. You didn’t like Kenma specifically, persay, you would’ve liked it if any boy looked at you like that. Yeah. Don’t think too much about it.
Anyway, with the slide of a drawer you withdrew the knife and got to work. Unbeknownst to you, Kenma had not taken his eyes off your body. Your hair was still slightly wet but it made it easier for you to style. It was up. The backless halter top you wore was connected only by a string at your nape, and it left skin between that and your skinny jeans that fell down to your open toe, clear strap heels. You were dressed perfect for the summer occasion of a girls day out. And he was absolutely sulking in it.
“You look good.”
You hate the slight pause in your actions. You hate the way you had to question if he was talking to you or not, even if you were the only one in the house. You hate that you refuse to turn around to him. You hate the giddy smile that decorated your face. You hate that you had to cover up how everything you hated affected you, so you say “Thank you; flatter me more.”
He just outwardly chuckled, and ended with a “Maybe.” He starts again, “Hey is this who you were on the phone with last night? Who’s at the party I mean.”
“Hm?” Your chin did lead over your shoulder at this. “Yes actually, I’m surprised I’m up as early as I am considering she kept me up all night.” You resume.
“Tell her I said she should break up with him.”
You agree, “I will; she definitely needs to hear it.”
Suddenly, you snap your head back around quick enough to give you whiplash. You don’t get embarrassed easily, but you had to be blushing like a bitch.
This time Kenma’s smirk was very noticeable. You blink warily at him.
“Ken… how much did you hear?” Your voice was soft with curiosity mixed and thrown into fear. He just shrugged casually and quickly switched to an innocent façade. One thing you learned about him over the years: he has a badass poker face. And he’s a dick.
Such a dick, in fact, that after reassuring “I wasn’t eavesdropping so I didn’t hear much,” he let you take deep breaths of relief and turn back around to lather your second piece of toast. You felt the golden, low, cat-like eyes burning through the back of your head—so with indecision and obscurity—you looked over your shoulder again. He wore a shit eating grin.
You pointed the butterknife at him accusingly.
“You fucking liar! You heard all of it!!”
Kenma just smiled menacingly.
“I did hear all of it actually; but pushing that aside, why do I feel like I’ve never heard you say some of the words you said?” He tilts his head to the side, completely dismissing you.
“Kenma!?”
“Say pussy.”
This made you stop. You found him unbelievable, and you’d never admit what hearing him say pussy does to your mind, but his head was sideways in pure amusement like he was waiting on you to do it.
“Kenma. What.”
“Say it.”
You just stared at each other.
“Pussy,” you finally repeated. After lingering in the air a bit Kenma’s eyes went wide and he threw his head back to diminish into laughter.
“Kenmaaa.” You groaned loudly. He only laughed harder. “What all did you hear? Seriously!”
He calmed down to just a grin and ushered you to be as well with the palm of his hand.
“Okay okay—mainly the part where she explains how she hates the guy because she feels like he ignores her and has never made her cum—plus some other stuff, blah blah, that’s basically it,” He rambles.
It was your turn for your eyes to run wide, so in astonishment that your body couldn’t even address the other words that rolled out his mouth so easy. “I don’t want basically, I want all of it,” you declare.
“There’s not much more unless you’re including all the other dumb shit he did? Like how he told his friends she did something even if she didn’t, and she felt invalidated about it. I have amazing input on these types of situations by the way.”
Kenma was saying all this without any negative emotion, relaying it to you with normalcy. “The only thing after that was about yourself.”
You roll your eyes, but bingo. So he did hear it. He heard what you didn’t want him to. Your face may have dropped a tiny bit.
“…What was it? About how…I have—“
“—never squirted?” He finishes. Your chest tightened a little, and your face was red with what was anger transforming into something else. His ordinary apathetic gaze was locked on yours for a tiny moment, so you made it your responsibility to look away and grab your food.
“Gotta go now, I’m already late.” You swiftly unhooked the keys from the wall and opened the door. It wasn’t his fault he heard (because to be honest you two weren’t the quietest last night during your girl talk), but just now the fact that he knew upset you. Your best friend made it seem so easy, like she does it all the time, and it just made you seem like you were missing out how she explained it.
However, on your way out, Kenma did call for you from the kitchen. “Not everyone can do it,” He said. It was reassurance, you assume, but it didn’t really come off as such. He then says (more to himself you also assume), “Not everyone can make you do it either.”
This sat with you the whole breakfast/brunch party, champagne being passed around like candy but nothing could stop you from thinking about it. Of course it being a whole room of the closest friends, she re-explained last night’s gossip, the effects hitting you again as your friends chimed in on the situation. Was it really as good as they say?
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You unlocked the house door, the apartment dim and quiet. It was around four now, you weren’t completely sober, and your heels clacked along the tile.
Dropping your arm to sit your purse on the counter and hang the keys, you undo a single strap and slip the shoes off. You carry them in your hand for the journey to your room.
Of course before you can reach your door, there’s Kenma’s slightly cracked open one to remind you of what he said. Not everyone can make you do it either.
What does that even mean; can’t you do it alone? Do you need someone else for it?
You weren’t dumb and at least knew what he was implying. It was an offer. Or maybe it wasn’t, and you’re just horny. Either way you find yourself stopped in front of the entrance to his room. You don’t bother to knock, it falls open with a slight push of your free hand.
Kenma resides at his setup, on his phone, the mic wrapped around his neck. The few moving lights in his room softly radiated from his pc, making him appear to be different strong shades of red and orange depending on when you looked. He didn’t seem to be streaming. Or he could be—he isn’t the nicest to his viewers.
He casts you a glance past his hair but dismisses your presence. You don’t really ever come into his room except to just grab something and go, usually a hair product.
You take a few steps inside. Then, you leisurely drop the heels at his bedside so he finally acknowledges your company.
“Ken?” Your delicate voice breaks the silence of the outside, completely unsure if there was music running through his headphones.
He clicks his phone off so you have his full attention.
“What’s up? How was it?”
You continued taking slow steps forward, with only one thing on your mind. And it wasn’t the party. “It was okay.”
Kenma surveys how you have yet to halt, inching closer and closer to him. It only took a slight examination of your face to see the solemnity. Blankness. He stands up from his seat and removes the headset from himself in concern before you can get any closer.
“You sure? You don’t look—“
“—Kenma. What did you say earlier?” You whisper. He was now directly in front of you.
He pauses for a second and his face converts to disbelief. “Are we still talking about the squirt thing?” He smiles mischievously, “I was just letting you know not to worry about it so much.”
You hate that word. It’s so gross sounding, so vulgar. But you can’t bring yourself to get him to stop saying it.
“Well I have been, so what happens now?” You peer strangely at each other, both acutely aware of where this was going.
“And you’re coming to me for this, why?” The ravenette taunts. He knew exactly why you were in his room right now, the curiosity having ate away at you all day. Like an itch that won’t go. You’ve gotta give in if this’ll go anywhere.
“Well you seem to know a lot about it…” you fumble with your bracelet nervously. You’ve gotten this far. “Could you…maybe help me?”
Kenma makes no sudden movements. He scans you suspiciously. A slight flush of red may have spread across your cheeks, but the darkness around you was protective. Hearing it actually come out of your mouth was a whole different story than imagining it.
“You want me to make you squirt?” He confirmed.
You may have physically cringed at that sentence because his hands find his sweat pockets in a ‘you said it not me’ manner.
“Yes.”
He scanned you again for good measure.
“Alright.”
With this he turned on his heel, stepped away, and sat in his gaming chair again. You stood there blankly, unaware of what to do. “Come here.”
You follow him to his setup. He sighs because he could see how uncomfortable you were.
“What usually do you do to get off?” He questions. He twists you around by your hips, your back facing him.
“Uh…It’s just kinda alone in my room I guess. I use my fingers usually.” You tried to keep your voice low enough to cure your embarrassment. Kenma, however, seemed to be doing this with ease. In fact, as he was asking you questions, he massaged your hips and waist soothingly.
“Is that it? You don’t watch or think about anything?”
You turn your head, “No. Am I supposed to?”
“I mean it’s not mandatory but you gotta think about something.”
“Whatever. Jeez, Kenma just say you think about me already.” You quip. Whatever he was doing was working, you were loosening up.
“Only when I’m about to cum. How do you like to be talked to?”
What?
You weren’t even going to ask about it. It was probably a joke anyway.
A moment of processing silence passed. “I don’t really know how I like to be talked to. Guys have tried to praise or degrade me but it never worked, so I just assumed I didn’t like the talk at all.”
He tugs on the shirt string at your neck. He watches you tense up at the action, so he rubs your trap in slow, circular motions instead. “If I say I like to be praised, all they do is say ‘good girl’ over and over. Gets kinda boring you know?” Is this you venting to Kenma about your boring sex life? Of course. You mess with your nails as you face away from him. Not for long though, because he turns you around.
“This is what I meant by not everyone can make you do it. Only you can guarantee yourself the highest pleasure 100% of the time,” Kenma drags you by your belt loops so you fall into the chair against him, “and me.”
He was so close now, your knees sliding under the chair arm. His breath could be felt on your skin and his hands were still pawing at your waist to glide up your back. You couldn’t bring yourself to put your full weight on him. However, he pulls you down anyway, and manually places your hands along his clothed chest so you could calm down. That was all he wanted from you right now. To relax and to take deep breaths.
“Warnings would be great Ken.”
“Yeah, but you said you don’t like to talk.”
“I don’t.”
“So should I warn you about how hard you make me dressed up like that?”
You moderately gasped at the comment placed right into your collarbone. You pressed down a tiny bit farther to see if you could feel it. You could. His breath fanned against your body and airy kisses lead.
You wonder where all of Kenma’s shyness over the years went because now you would never have guessed him to be like this. The friction fuels him to push you more.
Kenma could go on and on about these random intrusive thoughts he only gets at night—the only time where you seem to engulf his brain. Living with you over the years has been fine with zero temptation, but recently, it’s been like a hormone specifically for you snapped in his body. He feels the way you roll your hips the smallest bit for yourself. You liked the talk, just not the guys.
Soft fingers pull on a single string near your hair, releasing your breasts from the top as the fabric folded downwards between the two of you.
©️ hxltic
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huskystar77 · 2 months
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Kenma absolutely loves getting under the desk service from you while he’s gaming- holding back whines as he chokes short desperate breaths into his microphone. His cock is buried deep in your throat, your head resting lazily between his spread thighs, his fingers slipping off the controller to grip locks of your hair, practically knotting it into the buttons. With every flick of his expert gamer fingers, he tugs your hair, pulling your head harder onto his throbbing cock. Your drool spills onto the fabric of his gaming chair, your fingernails drilled into his thighs as you suck on him. You can hear his friends on call with him, growing frustrated with Kenma’s sudden lack of ability to speak or play properly, it only makes you tease him more. But he doesn’t care about the game anymore. “One sec.” He mumbles, muting his mic and letting the controller drop to the floor so he can hold your head still and cum hard into that pretty mouth.
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uzuikyo · 10 months
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𓄷 01:32 ✦ kozume kenma x f!reader
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メ̼ smut (MDNI)
メ̼ cockwarming, studio sex, pet names, unprotected sex
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the sound clicking was all that was heard inside the studio along with your soft, quiet whines. “fuck baby, stop moving.” kenma groaned, trying not to lose his shit while working on his game.
his free hand gripped your hips tighter to stop it from shifting or moving as he continued on his work, but you were getting needier. “kenma~” you whispered, placing kisses on his neck to get his attention. “just a few more minutes baby and I’m done.”
you ignored his reply, grinding your hips on his, making the both of you groan as you felt his cock go deeper inside you. “i need you, please..” you looked up at him, pouting. kenma made sure to save his game before fully shifting his attention to you.
“my princess is so needy today.” he raised an eyebrow before pulling you in a kiss, biting your lower lip as his tongue slid inside your mouth. you let out a moan when he began to move inside you in a slow pace, making you hold onto his arms.
“s-so deep..” you cried as kenma repeatedly hit your g-spot, his mouth moving its way down to your neck, biting and nibbling at your soft skin. “I’m sure you fucking love that, mhm?” he looked up at you through his lashes, a glint of mischief in his eyes.
you threw your head back, moving your hips against his. kenma’s thumb found your clit, making you almost scream from too much pleasure. “fuck! kenma please, ‘m close..fuuuck” kenma hummed in response, giving you kisses on your shoulders.
“my princess wants to cum?” you quickly nod your head, desperate for release as kenma let out a chuckle. “then cum for me, princess. cum all over my cock.” he groaned, feeling his cock twitch as he was also close to releasing inside you.
loud skin slapping, groans and moans filled the studio as the both of you came. you dropped to his chest, his hand now caressing your hair while the other stayed on your back to keep you steady.
“wanna keep you warm while you work.” you muttered on his chest, not planning to move away from him.
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carissime · 7 months
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Is there anything hotter than your fav going, “Aww, baby, I know…” in such a condescending tone as he’s absolutely railing you.
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vengov · 1 year
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cw: virgin/inexperienced!reader + based on irl experiences
sucking him off for the first time and after finishing in your mouth, breathily asking, "are you sure this is your first time?"
- sakusa, ATSUMU, bokuto, KAGEYAMA, KUROO, kenma, akaashi, oikawa, daichi, suga, tendo
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forusomimiya · 9 months
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"Honey, not now! I'm in the middle of a game!" he whispers, pulling the microphone away from his mouth, careful not to be overheard by the others as he watches you there, under his desk table between his legs, like a hungry little puppy.
He keeps his eyes on the screen, and the movement of the mouse under his hand is slippery when his hand starts to sweat as he feels his trousers unravelling. His heart beats fast. You can hear the guys on the other side of the headphones groaning as their team dies. All your fault.
"Why?" you vocalised softly, letting go of his cock. "They won't know."
"But you know I can't cont- BABE!" But it's too late for complaints. Your mouth is already full and your hands help you take him deeper. You can't forget about his balls either, his weak spot.
"Aggh, you piece of sh-" You watch as he quickly take off his helmets and settles into the chair, but not before helping you to remove the tracksuit shorts that blocked him from opening up more for you. "You know what you have to do”.
You give him a smile before lowering yourself back down to his balls as you watch how fast he pumps his cock, cursing and moaning your name with each lick and suck on them.
"Do you like when I take such good care of ya?"
"Shit yeah... always being so good to me. What a good girl"
"What would your friends think if they heard how you cum on my mouth? Wouldn't they be jealous?" Your tone grows more arrogant with every word, but you drive him crazy just thinking about his friends on the other side of the line hearing the mess you're making. Your tongue runs from base to tip. Both of you in contact.
"They should... you d- don’t get a sweet girl like you between your legs every day" His other free hand has moved to cup the back of your neck to cling tighter to you.
“Enjoy the show then”
They would, they fucking would, ‘cause your bastard boyfriend forgot to mute the microphone.
KENMA, TOBIO KAGEYAMA, Suna, Akaashi, YAMAGUCHI, LEV HAIBA
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sir-kuroo · 7 months
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.—♡ 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐌𝐄, 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒 { K. KENMA }
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KENMA accidentally walked in on you in the airplane lavatory; @mrskenmakozume: dedicated to you like before and as always
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It was a bad idea opening up the link Lev sent, Kenma thought. He never expected it would be a hentai game and his curious ass played it while on flight. Great. He knew he couldn’t take it any longer or he’d get his balls blue for real. Pulling his hoodie on, he rushed to the restroom, opening the first available cubicle.
You both froze as you were halfway from pulling your panties back up. Your pussy was fully exposed from his sight.
Fuck!
He immediately turned around and was about to open the door when you stopped him, “Don’t! Don’t open yet!” You pleaded in embarrassment. “I’m not yet fully dressed some people outside might see me!”
Shit! He’s annoyed. Fucking annoyed. He’s already hard and you got him even harder. Just…Fuck!
“Hurry up.” He snapped. “You should’ve closed the door.”
“I did!” You rebutted.
Kenma glared at the door lock and flipped the switch. Some of the lights turned even brighter and the green sign from above turned to red. “This is how you lock it.”
You sighed and rolled your eyes! Did this person even realize that you’re the one humiliated here? The only thing he had was a pretty face, but what’s with the personality?
“Okay. I’m done.” You said, avoiding eye contact. He just saw you half-naked!
“We can’t go out together.” He leaned back to the wall, giving you space to make your way out of the restroom. Striding sidewards through the tight space, your ass grazed against his crotch. He tightly pinched his eyes close. He sure felt your shape through those tight leggings.
You were about to unlock the door when the plane wobbled. The toilet seat cover closed as you both struggled to keep your feet.
Ladies and gentlemen the fasten seatbelt sign is on. Please remain seated at all times.
Your body bumped on Kenma’s, throwing the both of you off balance, which had you stumbling right on his lap. Good thing he managed to sit on the covered toilet.
You both sighed as soon as it stopped quaking. However, your eyes widened when you felt his bulge poking against your ass. You looked back at him and he had that wide-eyed gaze and flushed face.
Now, you’re quits.
He’s quite the pretty boy though, bearing that cute and boyish features. You mentally slapped yourself! You shouldn’t be thinking this way towards the guy who just saw your privates and whose hard-on was poking your back.
You were about to stand up, when the plane seesawed and you fell hard back on his lap.
Fuck! Kenma took hold of your waist, keeping you in place so you won’t fall. This new position had his cock in between your crotch. Your soft cunt roughly rubbing against him. Your walls clenched with the friction as the plane kept on shaking while your hips matched the movement.
He's growing even bigger.
Kenma gritted his teeth and you bit your lip. It felt so good.
The turbulence ended yet no one’s making a move to stop and you just kept on squirming around him.
“W-we can’t do this!” You said, but your hips were grinding his length.
“Yes, we sh- we shouldn’t.” He said, but he’s doing nothing to move you away and you were both still hungrily rubbing against each other.
More! More! More!
He needed more! As long as he could still control himself, he better stop this now, right? That’s just sensible. He lifted you away from his lap, giving you a chance to run, however you pulled your leggings and panties down.
“A-Are you sure this is okay?” You asked with reddened face, taking his gesture differently.
His eyes were wide as he couldn’t believe what just happened. “I think so...”
He’s pretty sure that his fucking dick was now dominating his head.
He freed his cock from the opening of his pants. It wasn’t that difficult as he’s already full-pledged. Hastily, he put on a condom with agitated fingers. It’s better to be safe, though he had no intention of putting it inside you.
Guiding you on his lap again, your thighs sandwiched his cock and your bare pussy was rubbing his length. You rocked your hips, pressing your mounds further against his flesh to add a satisfying pressure against your clit, sliding and dragging the lips of your pussy on the length of his cock and coating it with your wetness. His hips met your rhythm and gradually increased it, until the plane teetered.
“Aaaah~” You moaned. You were both jolted! He accidentally slipped inside you!
Cabin crew prepare for landing.
Kenma wrapped his arms firm around your waist and you gripped on the side handle tightly. Your bodies were shifting together with every tilt of the plane. Both of you were no longer in control of your movements, yet it was very satiating. His cock was reaching the deepest and most pleasurable spots inside you, while the plane's brisk motions were giving him so much friction and it's getting him close to losing his mind.
You had to tightly latch onto each other with the intensity of the shaking. Tears started forming in the corners of your eyes. Kenma had his forehead pressed on your nape while you were holding his head, reaching a hand from behind. You both couldn't even manage to cover your groans and whimpers as the plane began its descent. Both of you were drowning in pleasurable friction caused by the sudden tilts and vibrations.
As the wheels of the aircraft touched the runway, his grip on your waist tightened even more and so was your hold on the side handle; the impact took you bouncing up and down raggedly and violently against his cock, getting the both of you to your destination, screaming and crying curses while you were being completely muffled by the engine’s noise.
You both trembled out of your orgasms, still throbbing at how intense it all felt and reeling in the pulses in your core.
Ladies and gentlemen we have now arrived at Galeão International Airport, Rio de Janeiro. Please remain seated until the fasten seatbelt sign is turned off. Current ground temperature is…
Your minds were empty as you caught your breaths, panting and limply swaying your heads. It was so good that your pussy and his cock felt like it’s burning hot in the right way. You both wanted more of it, but you had no energy left.
“Are you…Are you alright?” Kenma asked in an airy whisper.
You nodded your head silently.
“Can you walk?” Somehow, something inside him wanted to assist you outside but…
You blushed. There’s no other way or else you had to walk out together and people would be suspicious. You gave him another nod and stood from his lap, his now flaccid cock slipping out of you. You pulled your panties and leggings up and almost stumbled. Your knees felt like jelly.
“Walk closely to the wall.” He said gently.
“Alright, thank you.” You told him without looking back. You didn’t even get his name or whatever, but you sure would never forget his face.
Kenma watched as you walked out of the door.
Shit! What did he just do? First flight to a different continent and he fucked up. Literally.
Running a hand over his face, he let out a sigh. He hadn’t even asked for your name. All he knew was your whines were kinda’ cute…just like you. He blushed. What was he even thinking now? Did the plane ride rewire his brain?
Kenma went out of the restroom once he sensed that almost all of the passengers had already gone, though there’s a part of him that hoped you were still there. Even up to the baggage carousels, he sort of looked for you, but you were nowhere to be found anymore.
Anyway, what would he even do? Ask for your name and where you’re heading? He’s just here to visit Shoyo. That’s it. This would probably be one of the experiences he’d keep to the grave.
Finally picking his luggage up from the conveyor belt, he glanced around to search for his friend until the bright boy beamed at him. His name written in a white paper. “Ke-n-ma!”
Kenma smiled upon seeing him again after a long time. He looked toasted, geez.
“Shoyo,” he greeted back.
"Welcome to Rio!" Shoyo welcomed him happily. “Oh! I forgot to tell you.” He said with excitement. “This is Y/N! She’s the friend I was talking about to you. I’ll tour you two together. I actually booked you in the same hotel…”
The ginger head’s voice drowned as you and Kenma stared at each other, frozen and red-faced.
It looks like you were never done yet.
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verslxt · 6 months
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pairing : kenma kozume x fem bodied!reader
warnings : mirror sex, praise, rough-ish sex, after care, uhm ion really know
authors note : AGH HOLY FUCK 1ST DAY OF KINKTOBER (all banners i will be using are from @cafekitsune
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"ahhh~ fuck ken" you moaned out as kenma pressed a kiss to your temple. he straitened out his back and started moving his hips at a very intense pace "fuck fuck fuckkkkk kenma~" you moaned out still looking in the mirror
"what pretty girl" he said rocking his hips at a slow pace for you to collect your thoughts. he always slowed his pace so that you could collect your thoughts. always. no matter what position your two were in, or where you two were.
"s-sl-slow down please" you stuttered out. "maybe" he smirked as he started moving fastly again.
he smiled at you starting to shake number one sign your about to cum. he dipped his head down "think you can hold it just a bit longer pretty girl? i'm not quite done yet". you nodded bitting your bottom lip to suppress a moan. he pressed a kiss to your temple "good girl". he titled your head up "remember, no looking in the mirror and i'll stop"
you nodded and looked up in the mirror seeing your fiancé's hands on your hips making sure your arch stays in place. he smiles as he starts moving in and out again. he smiled down at you as your pussy clenched down on his cock "aahh fuc-fuck pretty girl~" kenma said laying his slender fingers around your clit rubbing the sensitive bud.
"ready to cum pretty girl?" kenma said in the most raspy, hot, fuckable voice ever. you nodded still looking in the mirror "he-hey ken, can you cum inside me tonight?" you moaned out as kenma dipped his head down "why of course pretty girl" he said as he rutted his hips against yours once more throwing you over the edge
"cu-cumming" you stuttered out as kenma smiled at you. he pulled out after he was done coming. "what hoodie do you want tonight?" kenma asked pulling your panties back on. "the kozuken one, from the new merch line please" you said as kenma slipped you under the covers
"new merch line hoodie okay" he pressed a small kiss to your temple. he said walking to the closet and coming out with a hoodie in hand. boxers and a sweatshirt on as well. he pulled the hoodie over your head and helped your arms through the holes. "there we go pretty girl"
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