#sub!bachira

[entirelytoooobsessed]

bachira is the kind of guy to sleep completely naked, no boxers or nothing (tho he does seem like the kind of guy to sleep in socks)

the kind of guy you'd wake up to needily humping your thigh, his body curled around yours, panting into your ear cute little whimpers and high moans.

"please mommy~" he whines, fingers digging imprints into your skin, his hair a ruffled mess of bedhead. "need you~ need you so bad~" he slurs, voice heavy with sleep.

you don't realize that he's not actually awake until you notice his eyelids fluttering.

"just want mommy to fuck me f-full~"

#dom reader #mommy kink 's hitting hard rn :(((( #sub bllk #bllk x reader #bllk smut #sub blue lock #blue lock smut #blue lock x reader #dom!reader #gn reader #sub bachira #sub!bachira #bachira x reader #bachira smut #sub anime #sub character #quinnie's hard thoughts❤︎

[mysicklove]

boys who love overstimulation live in my head rent-free. because who can really like something like that? it hurts so badly, and it makes their mind go terrifyingly blank, so why do they not use their safeword? why do they let you torture them so?

closing their eyes and letting out the most broken and pathetic sobs with every second to pass by. they cant do anything, just have to sit there and take it while their tip throbs and tears flood their eyes. sobbing out, "too much! its-stop it! im sensitive!!" while you kiss their cheek and force their thighs open.

the boys who like the way they feel powerless under you. they cant fight back against the overstimulation, their mercy belongs to you completely. there mind goes blank during this time, only focused on your movements and the pain. in the back of their heads they can hear the lewd squelching noise of the cum dripping down their shafts mixed with your cruel movements. the way their body jerks when you reach the head repeatedly and their wrists tighten against the sheets to bare the pain.

but the whole time they are looking at you with most lovesick eyes. some smiling at you while tears running down their face, while others plead for you to give them a break. either way, the next time you touch them, they are begging you for more after they orgasmed.

izuku, kyojuro, denki, keigo, reo, armin, douma, eren, tengen, bachira, isagi, zenitsu

#i did it again #fuck #im sorry i cant help it #they are so fun to write #also i prob should have qued this instead of posting in the middle of the night #izuku smut #kyojuro smut #denki smut #keigo smut #armin smut #douma smut #eren smut #tengen smut #bachira smut #isagi smut #zenitsu smut #sub! izuku #sub! kyojuro #sub! denki #sub! armin #sub! keigo #sub! douma #sub! eren #sub! tengen #sub! bachira #sub! isagi #sub! zenitsu #dom reader #dom! reader #x reader

[hellsslibrary]

Hello! Hope you’re have a great day today! I was wondering if you could happen to write a headcanon of blue lock characters where there boyfriends (aka reader) Is taller and bigger then them and has a size difference kink as well as a breeding one! The only character I really think of that I wanted see were Bachira, Rin and Sae but you can pick the other characters if you’d like!! Please feel free to ignore if you don’t like it though!

❀Bachira, Rin and Sae with a big and muscular boyfriend❀

DNI: minors.

!!Warnings: Reader is bigger, more muscular and taller than boys, breeding kink, size difference fetish, thoughts of pregnancy, pet names, riding (Rin), semi-public sex (Sae), first time (Bachira), pleading.

Bachira

When he first saw you, his eyes almost sparkled. You were so tall, big and muscular and you stood out so much from the others! So he immediately jumped on your back after getting to know you.

When you started dating, he used your height and your size to his advantage. He was always sitting on your shoulders or on your back or he asked you to carry him in your arms, he loves sitting on your lap, lying on your muscular torso and all that.

But, damn it, when you had sex for the first time and you took off your underwear... He almost died on the spot from excitement.

"Oh, you are big even here," Bachira's golden eyes shine when he runs his hand over your hard cock. - "Are you sure that your dick will not find a direct path to my heart?"

You just roll your eyes, pulling Bachira by the chin, kissing him deeply, causing him to moan, wrapping his arms around your neck. You pull away, teasingly biting his lip at the end, causing him to moan in surprise.

"My dick has already found a way to your heart figuratively," you chuckle, taking Bachira's hand on your dick, intertwining your fingers, which he looks at in surprise.

His golden eyes seemed to glow even more when he finally realized how big you are, especially compared to him. He swallows when his cock twitches slightly with excitement and he lies on his back, spreading his legs, grinning.

"Then let's see if your dick can find the way to my heart literally, big guy," he chuckles, pushing his cheeks apart, showing his hole already prepared by you.

You just grin, moving towards him, sliding your dick between his cheeks, which makes him swallow, blushing even more, seeing your colossal difference in size. And then he moans, throwing his head back when he feels when you start to insert, and then asks after a few seconds:

"Are you done?"

"That's not even half of it, Bachi," you chuckle, lightly squeezing his hips.

"What?!" he exclaims, looking down, moaning when he realizes that you are right.

He whines, throwing his head back again, feeling how you rearrange his insides for you. His hands grip the sheets tightly as he groans loudly, feeling your pelvis hitting him.

"Voila, my beloved Bachira, how are you feeling, baby boy?" - you ask, chuckling when you see his eyes roll back.

He only nods weakly in response, moaning, biting his lip when his legs tremble slightly. His head is just a mess, he can't think straight, he can't say anything. He just feels this stretching, which brings him unprecedented pleasure.

And then he gasps softly, feeling a drop of your precum trickling down his insides. He blushes even more from the thoughts that begin to appear in his head. He wraps his legs around your waist, whispering a quiet:

"Move."

You just obey, starting to move slowly. And then his gaze falls on his stomach, in which the bulge from your dick appears and disappears. Ridiculous thoughts start to appear in his head, thoughts like "What if he ends up in me and I get pregnant?", "What if I have a pregnant tummy? Will I still be sexy to him? ", " What if there is always a bulge in my stomach? It's too attractive... "

Bachira moans, feeling how you increase the pace of your thrusts and firmly grips your shoulders with his fingers, not expecting this from the flight in his thoughts.

"Is everything all right, Mon amour?" - you ask worriedly, stroking his cheek.

"Cum inside me, please fertilize me," Bachira whispers back, moaning loudly when you touch his prostate.

You just raise an eyebrow in disbelief, but then you grin, accelerating your thrusts even more, making Bachira whimper:

"As you wish, cutie."

Rin

Well, he's already tall enough for a Japanese, and when he finally saw you... Let's say he was in shock. And he developed an interest in you, which, in general, was strange for his nature.

When you started dating, he was constantly blushing when your difference in height and physique was somehow shown. It doesn't matter if it's kissing, hugging, holding hands or other romantic stuff. He'll never admit it, but he loves your size difference.

And so during one of your lovemaking sessions...

"Rinnie, is everything okay? Are you somehow more sensitive than usual," you ask, stroking Rin's hips as he rides you.

He nods convulsively, moaning with every jump when your dick hits his prostate. His hands are squeezing your chest, leaving traces of his nails on it.

He looks at your muscular chest, moaning from the feeling of your strong and prominent muscles under his hands.

"I am... I'm fine, thanks," he replies in a whisper as he wipes the sweat from his forehead, continuing his movements.

You just laugh, teasingly pushing up, meeting his jump at the top, which makes him whine, looking at you questioningly.

"You're lying. I don't like it when you lie. What happened? " - you ask, moaning, when Rin squeezes you tightly.

"I..."- Rin continues his jumps, only now more gentle and slow, thinking.

He blushes, swallowing at his thoughts. Rin's thoughts are filled with the sight of your big cock sticking out in his stomach and how cute he would look if he got pregnant. He was ashamed of these thoughts, he understood that it was unrealistic and even to some extent disgusting. Like, he's a guy, he shouldn't be thinking about what would happen if he got pregnant, but he can't handle these thoughts.

Rin bites his lip, looking down at you, assessing your reaction, and then whispers almost inaudibly:

"I want you to fill me to the brim," he whispers, accelerating his movements, and squeezing your chest tighter.

You just moan from this sight, squeezing Rin's waist, playfully tapping it with your fingers.

"Why? " you ask playfully, grinning.

Rin just clicks in annoyance, blushing, leaning towards you, making his thrusts slow but deep when he whispers into your lips:

"Impregnate me, now".

"Oh, little Rin Rin has grown up? How sweet. Do you want a baby from me?" - you laugh, pressing your lips to his.

He greedily kisses you, weaving your tongues in a hungry and lustful movement, pulling away with a groan.

"Yes, I want to... So," he groans, sitting up straight, continuing his fast and precise jumps, looking down at you with a pleading expression on his face. - "Do it."

Sae

He didn't pay much attention to you, since he generally considers no one worthy of his attention. But, probably, you had some episode when his attention finally turned to you.

When you started dating, again, he didn't care about your size difference. Well, like, yes, he has a big and tall boyfriend. As it were, why be surprised?

But when you started having sex, he realized that he was falling into the thought of it more and more...

"Y-you're such a pervert, [Your name]," Sae whispers as he grabs the wall of the locker room, moaning.

"Well, honey, I can't hold back, and you kind of don't mind. So what's the problem?" You ask, running your finger along Sae's spine in front of you, making him arch even more.

"I don't mind, it's just..." he groans, trying to grab onto the smooth wall in desperation.

He blushes, lowering his face down. The damn problem is that in a few minutes your team will come here and if they see this... This will be a problem.

He moans, feeling you drive into his prostate as his legs start to shake. His head is filled again with these images of his belly with the bulge of your penis and how this bulge would look if it were bigger.

He will never admit in his life that if he had the chance, he would get pregnant from you. He turns his gaze to the side, noticing your big, sinewy hands squeezing his hips, and he groans at this sight and an unconscious phrase escapes from his mouth:

"I want children from you," he whispers and immediately covers his mouth with his hand, blushing even more.

You just look at him in surprise, thinking that you heard it, but it's clear from his reaction that it was clearly true.

You grin, leaning closer to him. Your chest touches his back when you nibble his earlobe, whispering:

"Do you want a baby from me?"

Sae just nods, whining when your movements become even deeper in this pose.

"Then I will fulfill your wish," you chuckle, accelerating, feeling your peak. - "Really, we will make sure of this after training, won't we, Sae?"

He just nods again, moaning, feeling his and your climax approaching.

#dom male reader #seme male reader #top male reader #blue lock x male reader #rin x male reader #bachira x male reader #sae x male reader #sub rin #sub bachira #sub sae #a!writes. #sub bllk #sub blue lock #bllk x male reader #bllk smut #🥀a!breeding kink #🥀a!semi public #blue lock smut #sub character

[ilovealexisness]

Thirst/imagine :), not proofread bc my friend is asleep🥱 nsfw for bachira

Bachira humping your pillow while you're gone on a trip. He can't help it! misses you too much :( he's humping your pillow like his life depends on it, he takes in your scent through his nose. But it's not helping at all, he needs you to touch him or else he can't cum. Small whines and moans escape his throat. He cried into the pillow humping it faster, but he just can't cum. He just needs you so bad♡

#blue lock smut #sub blue lock #blue lock x reader #bachira meguru #bllk bachira #bllk smut #bllk imagines #bllk x reader #bachira smut

[anakeakayo]

Brat M. List~

(Reader x Bratty characters)

Gojo Satoru:

Unforgiven Mistake

Meguru Bachira:

His place

Scaramouche:

The punishment

Zenitsu Agatsuma:

To sensitive

Monoma Neito:

After teasing

Kageyama Tobio:

Bad Boy

Special Duo:

Dazai Osamu and Chuuya Nakahara:

Needy and whiney

#mlist #masterlist #head cannons #mha x reader #demon slayer x reader #mha smut #demon slayer #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #bachira meguru #monoma neito #bd/sm brat #18+ mdni #gojo satoru #kageyama tobio #sub dazai #sub chuuya #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara #zenitsu agatsuma

[boinin]

Blue Lock Season 1 ED 1

#blue lock #blue lock anime #bllk anime #egoist four #isagi yoichi #kunigami rensuke #chigiri hyoma #bachira meguru #the way they mirror one another is cool #brain immediately went to elements #isgi = earth; kngi = water; chgi = air and bchr = fire #started a rewatch bc I've seen the dub + want to experience the sub #yes the animation's jank in places but the studio added some nice details that aren't in the manga #always love that attention to detail by animators #tag rant

[miellifluous]

i’m so in love with bachira and how immersive his love his- could i request a reader that’s touch-starved and distant but only feels comfortable with bachira’s touch. they don’t like initiating touch because they don’t know how but they love how bachira is never afraid to completely smother them in love despite them appearing to be standoffish to others. it looks like bachira bothers them with his affection from the outside but it’s actually super appreciated by them. gn or afab reader too ! tysm !

Anon i love your brain 🥺

+ Gn! reader, Bachira exhibits yandere tendencies

•Bachira has no shame just giving people hugs, handshakes, high fives (his favorite being hugs) even if he barely knows them

•It’d probably bump him out during the first stages of your relationship that you appear to dislike physical contact but when Bachira loves, he loves hard so he’s practically ready to accept anything for your sake and he gives you all the space you need

•It’d be after you’ve been together for a while that he begins noticing little hints of you yearning for physical affection and yet being awkward with it

•And let me tell you he’s very elated about that

•Like you begin drifting towards his touch and he’s actually such a happy bb

•He might lose himself a bit in the excitement and smother you in a hug before he realizes he might not be doing the right thing

•But then again you’re not pushing him away, in fact you’re unconsciously snuggling up to him more?

•You’re in for so much after he comes to that realization, he’ll be clinging onto you every second, hugging you from behind, shoving his face in the crook of your neck and just getting drunk on you in general

•He’s completely fine with showing you the reins, with taking the lead, in fact he loves it, he loves being in charge it’s so fun

•You know he’s the kind to place you on his lap and bump his nose against yours ajwiejddnwjw

•And he’s so gentle with you, so afraid he might do something wrong and tip you off and he’s constantly asking you if this is okay

•And he feels that carefully bundled up side of him resurface the same way it does when he’s playing soccer, pushing him to take you and make you his

•But you’re also so shy and so unsure of your actions, he’d hate himself for hurting you, for rushing things

•So he contents himself with tapping his fingers against your hips, running a hand through your hair to pace himself and have just a little bit of you for the time being to satiate himself until you’re ready for more

#first time writing for bllk #ahhhh #hope i didn’t butcher his personality #meguru x reader #bachira x reader #bllk x reader #yandere bachira x reader #bachira x sub reader

[kirabethstar]

isagi & bachira, blue lock chapter 49

happy holidays i am here to make my annual hellsite post, this time about blue lock because my god i cannot with some of the lines in this (spoilers: they’re gay)

let’s take a look at chapter 49, this iconic line by bachira:

i commonly see this line cited as one of the big bachira/isagi moments and while this translation definitely not wrong, those wouldn’t be my exact word choices

this is the original japanese panel:

bachira: 俺が欲しけりゃ、奪いに来い

the verb used here is 「奪う」 (ubau), which does indeed mean to take without permission, but has a much more aggressive feel to it. 「奪う」is more commonly translated as “rob”, and overall there’s the implication that the thing was taken through unlawful means specifically by force, in a pretty obvious/in-your-face kind of way

the japanese verb that has a closer feeling to the english word “steal” would be 「盗む」 (nusumu), which is more commonly used in situations where the thing is taken secretly without the person noticing (of course there are exceptions; but generally it’s used for more hidden/secretive types of action). 

feeling/imagery-wise, the difference is like one person prying something out of someone’s hands vs. trying to sneak into someone’s room at night to take something

tldr the line is a lot more aggressive and forceful in jp, and i think what would’ve conveyed the feelings better here would be something more like

“if you want me, come and take me by force”

#tldr its gay #blue lock #isagi yoichi #bachira meguru #bachira x isagi #cant wait for this scene to be animated #hoping that the eng subs will do this justice but who knows #me binging blue lock in one go is just me going like #how does this keep getting gayer #and then im reading reddit discussions about how ppl are confused why there are ships like #do you SEE what these boys are saying to each other ???? #are we reading the same thing ???????????

[tteokdoroki]

ೀ⋆OCT 31ST LEGALLY BLONDE ━━ seishiro nagi + coercion !

୨୧ — caution, you are now watching. seishiro nagi + coercion. there’s no way someone broke up with nagi because he’s too blonde!? poor baby, maybe you could provide a little emotional support…(5.5K)

୨୧ — rated r. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact ! nsfw, heavy smut, dark content, characters aged up to 20s, college!au, strangers to lovers (?), teaching assistant/student relationship, dom/sub dynamics, some switching, reader is lifted up by nagi, coercion, dubcon, handjobs, virginity loss, cherry chasing, oral fixation, mind break, praise kink, creampies, soft sex, clothed sex, unprotected sex, TA!reader, elle woods!nagi.

୨୧ — director’s note. happy halloween my loves! i hope you enjoy the final kinktober fic! its been super fun writing and editing for you all. stay tuned for the bonus in the coming weeks <3 - m.list ⋆ kinktober m.list ⋆ taglist ✧

this law school thing wasn’t all what it cracked up to be. 

after the love of his life, reo mikage, had broken up with him for someone smarter, blander and richer than him — nagi had been blessed with the genius idea of following his ex all the way to one of the top law schools in the world. the plan was practically fool proof, the guys at his sorority worked hard to help seishiro study — pulling all nighters for practice tests and rewarding him with naps every time he had gotten a question right. 

rin itoshi had even convinced his parents to reach out to a hollywood director so that they could film nagi’s audition tape. it obviously featured isagi and bachira too. nagi had even worn his best designer swim trunks to impress the board of admissions. they’d all been super supportive of the light haired male in his endeavours and were there when he passed his LSAT exam

with all of this combined, he had managed to get in in — if that wasn’t enough for reo, then what was?

the answer? nothing.

reo still wanted that bland, basic bitch his family was marrying him off to. she was sensible, she was rich and seishiro quickly realised that he had only ever been a bit of ditzy fun to reo — a dumb blonde to stick his dick into whenever the time felt right. eye candy and nothing more. balancing his shattering hard with the complexities of law school had been tough for the white haired male and everything seemed to be going wrong. no one would study with him, reo wouldn’t even look at him and his friends back home were busy with the wedding plans nagi so desperately wished he had. 

however, that’s when you came along. 

after having the epiphany that he didn’t need reo to succeed — nagi knuckles down and studied hard for the law firm internship being offered amongst his cohort. he was relieved to have you as a teaching assistant in the process, not only were you absolutely gorgeous but you were compassionate and empathetic. you were smart, eloquent and everything seishiro wished he could be for his ex.

perhaps that’s what drew him to you, why he followed your every word like a puppy drooling after a treat. you’d been kind to nagi for the entire semester, from helping him out with studying for the internship right down to today, where he would be taking on his very first case in a court of law. it should have been easy, the facts were simple too. the client and fellow fraternity brother  (shidou ryousei) was accused of and arrested for the murder of his wife… but something about the events weren’t seeming to add up. nagi couldn’t come up with an alibi either. 

it was as if the words; the reasonings, the justification for shidou’s freedom were right in front of grey-scale eyes, only scrambled up like morse code. “how about we take a break?” as if you were a vision from his dreams or an angel from up above, you appear behind nagi’s tall frame as he slumps defeatedly against the hotel room desk — your hands fixing themselves to his broad shoulders for a massage. “you’ve been at this all night, seishiro.”

the law student swears your touch could heal all human ailments, the warmth of your palms seeping into the tense parts of his muscles like a cell performing diffusion — relaxation forming a comfortable fog over his brain. “i know shidou didn’t do it,” nagi defends with a grumpy pout, leaning back into you so that his head rests lazily against your stomach. “he told me… he said he was getting liposuction.” 

“we’ll need evidence of that,” you note, jerking your head to the side so that nagi can write it down. this entire time you’d been such a good mentor. “good boy.” something clicks in the light-haired male’s brain, a crackle of electricity shooting down his spine at your praise — swirling around in his guts as if to activate arousal.  “run me through the witness statements again.” there’s a sensual lilt to the tone of your voice and your touch cascades from his shoulders up to his neck like a backwards flowing waterfall.

seishiro isn’t sure if he’s making things up or reading the signs correctly — but he knows that there’s some kind of tension bubbling in the air. particles that resemble an aphrodisiac using kinetic energy to collide together, painting the room with lustful colours. “shidou’s step daughter says she heard a gunshot around 2:15pm after leaving the shower, walkin’ downstairs only to find shidou hangin’ over his wife’s body — covered in blood. ugh, this is too much hassle. this doesn’t make any sense!” he tosses an annoyed sigh into quietness of the room, moaning in surprise when you cup the base of nagi’s neck to pull his head up to face you and your eyes meet.

“you need a break seishiro, we can come back to this later,” you hum, the vibrations of your voice laced with sex appeal. as he swallows thickly, the law student’s Adam’s apple bobs under the pressure of your fairy-light grip on his throat — anticipating more from you. at this point, you’re half bent over him as he leans back in the chair, pink tongue slowly darting out to cover your lips in a spit shine. “how about it?” 

this feels so wrong. nagi’s cock stirring beneath his slacks at how good and kind you’re acting towards him. no one has ever gotten him this hot before — no one aside from reo. and you were still his teacher, by technicality, it would be wrong for nagi to even consider sucking your tongue down his throat. and yet, he can’t find it in himself to stop the temperature from rising between you, for falling into your dangerously salacious trap. 

“y-yeah,” he breathes deep when you squeeze his throat a little to test the waters. “i could do with a break.” 

“me too,” you gasp all too agreeably, bending the rest of the way down to capture seishiro’s lips in a searingly hot kiss. just as he wished you pry his mouth open with the tip of your curious tongue — pushing through his plush lips and curling around his own pink appendage. the lip lock is passionate, ravenous despite the mess and spit that you exchange. he chases your lips until he can’t breathe, sloppily accepting anything you give him, letting you lead where he can’t. 

he’s never done this before, not like this, not without reo. but in this moment, the silver-blonde doesn’t think he could ever go back to making out with his ex. not now that you’re the one kissing him. 

“i-i've never done any of this before.” the blonde gulps, swallowing down the copious amount of spit that builds on the palette of his tongue — looking into your eyes as a sense of hunger dawns on him, as if you’re the very meal he’s set to devour. “not without anyone that wasn’t—“

reo. 

sure they’d done stuff together. naughty touches here and there, hands ghosting over boxer briefs and fingers tweaking nipples (sei’s were especially sensitive because of the cute little piercings his ex insisted he get) — but nothing close to actual sex, nothing with a girl, nothing with someone like you. a burning heat, unlike anything nagi’s ever felt before, begins to brew in his lower stomach. his cock rises beneath his pants that suddenly feel all too tight.

nagi’s girth twitches against his thigh as your nails rake their way down his chest and slowly pop open the buttons of his crisply pressed white shirt. it heaves beneath his clothes — heart hammering against its calcium cage of his ribs. 

“i can tell, pretty boy.” you soothe him by purring into the shell of his ear, teeth tugging at the softness of his lobe. “but you’re a good kisser though. did reo teach you that?” your lips cascade down to his neck like a gentle flowing river at the same time that your hands delve below the belt to squeeze at seishiro’s swelling erection — testing the waters. 

his hips instinctively buck up into the warmth of your palm and a grin spreads across your plush lips at the feeling of his precum soaking his underwater and smearing across your fingers in thick, clingy webs. 

white and seedy and he’s nowhere close to cumming. almost like a little virgin. 

“have you ever done this before, seishiro?” 

the sound of his name, salaciously spelt out on his tongue, earns you a high pitched whine from nagi — his head rolling to the side and his thighs squeezing together with vicious need. “n-no,” he pauses before he grunts out a response and his entire body seizes as you take a firmer grip on his cock — jamming a thumb into his leaky slit to spread his arousal. “but i wanted to i just… reo said not until marriage—“

“— you don’t have to listen to reo anymore.” you announce breathily, setting a steady pace to your fist to jerk him off with. you’ve barely started and yet your hand is already glossed in a slight sheen of pre, soiling your knuckles from its viscousness. it’s so much for someone who’s never gone father than sloppy kisses and grinding while making out. it nurtures a certain seed of satisfaction in your chest to see him so messy so fast. “you can listen to me, sweet boy. do you want this… do you want it with me?” 

without letting go of the fat, drippy cock within your grasp — you shift to stand between the desk and nagi’s chair, shoving papers and court notes to the ground in your lustful haze. nagi thrusts lazily into your closed fist as if it’s instinct, following the sensation like a moth takes to a candle light. his grey eyes grow murky like a pond, swimming with desire for you and only you.

who was reo mikage to seishiro nagi? when there was an angel like you willing to feed this inexperienced man morsels of a heavenly pleasure he’s never felt before. the lawyer in training nods at your words like an eager man fallen to siren’s song as bait. “i want you,” he whimpers airily. “i wanna with you.” 

you rub down his thick, lengthy dick far enough to have your fingertips briefly brush against seishiro’s sensitive, weightly balls — just pulsing full of seed to give to you. the feeling makes nagi jump up from his seat so that he immediately towers over you. his height doesn’t overwhelm you, not when the towering blonde collapses onto you with a case of the shakes. he trembles above you, supporting himself by using one hand on the table while is mouth sloppily finds your neck to suck on and pacify himself.

“good boy, sei,” you coo, voice as sweet as hot sugar or candy. “i want you too. i always have. you’re such a pure, darling boy. glad to see that it’s true.” your praise is hidden in your soft moans as seishiro licks at the crystalline salt on your bare skin. you’re a little too twisted, taking advantage of his inexperience and his position beneath you as a student, but neither of you seem to care in this very moment. 

sweat beads against nagi’s hairline like diamonds on an expensive Chanel necklace and roses bloom across his cheeks with exertion — his hips rise and fall into your sticky fist in fluid motions, changing the steady stream of ecstasy you provide him. your hand is a solace for his aching cock, but you still make your student work for it. make nagi chase you since he only works hard for the things he wants. and right now, he wants to reach the end of the tight rope of pleasure you have him walking on. and to stave off the stormy frustration he feels from the case.

your hand wriggles it’s way into his wet silver locks, dragging nagi’s hungry mouth over yours since he’s so desperate to taste you, to have at you. it shows in the way he roughly grabs your hips too, grip so tight it threatens to leave bruises he’ll have to apologise for later. “ngh… please. g-god. miss…a-angel please,” he stutters, his bucking into your hand faster and harder, back and forth, back and forth through the tight ring of your fist. his bright and angry red cockhead peeks through the other side, glazed in opaque white — it’s a nice feeling, blistering hot and sensitive. “i…hah… gotta—“

nagi’s lashes flutter against your cheek — a strained whine reverbing in the base of his throat while you let him fuck your hands to his heart’s content, let him chase this new pleasure he’s never known. let him fall from the high heavens with blackened and burnt angel’s wings. you make him sin, for the first time ever. something about this should feel off to nagi, his law teacher taking advantage of him like this — but at this point, he’s too far gone, drowning in a hellfire of lust. 

mocking his moans, your mouth falls open in one of your own as you follow along with the pitiful expressions crossing the contours of seishirou’s face. “what is it, sei? what do you need?”

the room is too hot. your bodies against each other are temperate in the sex tainted air — accompanied by wet slapping sounds from your hand around his throbbing cock. “n-need to let go. it h-hurts,” he sniffles out, forcing his tongue into your mouth again to calm himself down. the more you speed up, remorselessly jerking him off, the closer nagi gets to the end of his own tether. this sensation is unfamiliar, the crumbling foundation of his orgasm coming crashing down as you fling droplets of his precum and arousal about the place — some of it landing on your clothes, the desk and discarded papers. 

again, neither of you care. 

“surrender to me baby, it’s okay. i’ve got you.” guiding the pale blonde through his first ever orgasm, you pour your heated words into his slobbering mouth — tongue running over his pearly white teeth and tangling with his drool coated tongue. that’s all sei needs to hear before he crumples against you with a shout — the first wave of his high crashing over him and pulling him under. 

it’s world shattering, brain melting as he cums. his abdomen contracts under your never-ending touch, ropes of hot white dribbling from his stimulated tip like a tap that keeps running. nagi swears he almost blacks out, falling dizzy and victim to your lustful charms as he twitches and cums and cums into your soiled palm. 

“f-fuck,” a soft whimper bubbles up on his raw bitten lips, stuttered out in suprise. “w-what was that?” 

“you orgasmed for me, sei, so pretty baby.” comes another set of your gentle praises. he feels his entire body wrack with a shakes at your words, his cock doesn’t dare to soften either. “you look so good when you cum.” 

his greyish-brownish eyes roll back into his skull when you let him go, his tip slapping against his clothed tummy. the brush of his cotton shirt against the slit on his tip makes him writhe from the sensitivity. “c-can i cum for you again? promise i’ll keep being good.” 

“of course,” you grin, proud that to have corrupted the poor boy. “are you okay to let me touch you again or do you want it now?” 

“touch me. now.” he growls, gripping your hand and guiding it towards his dribbling shaft, aiding the movement of your palm around him to start slow and lazy — working seishiro up into a heat once more. this time, the way your hand languidly jerks him off is made smooth by the evidence of his last orgasm, which you now use as lube. if you weren’t pressed for time and with a court case first thing tomorrow, you would have gotten onto your knees to clean up his copious amounts of mess. 

you quickly reduce him to a babbling mess against you, drool laden on his tongue and dripping onto his skin as you drive your thumb over nagi’s hot tip in tight circles with your free hand — touching what doesn’t fit in the other. “reo treated you so badly, poor baby,” you mewl sweetly, kitten licking at his pulse point just below his neck. “you work so hard, you deserve so much better. you deserve me.” 

he believes you, blindly and naively. nodding tenderly despite the way he widely fucks both of your hands as if they’re a makeshift hole — warm and slick, all for him. dopamine shocks him at the stem of his brain, spreading throughout his body like a wildfire only you can tame — it burns so good and  feels even better to have your dainty, perfectly manicured fingers wrap around his chubby girth so deliciously.

for a moment, you let seishiro go to squeeze at his heavy breeder’s balls — noticing the way they pulsate in your palm to signify the pale blonde’s second impending orgasm. “i think…hah… i think ‘m gonna… c-cum! again!”

pushing at his shirt, you press a kiss to the creamy skin of nagi’s shoulder and hum pridefully. “thank you for letting me know, sweetheart. cum for me. give it to me.”

with your permission granted, another blinding ecstasy takes over nagi, and he falls victim to you and your merciless hands once again. blood rushes through his ears like a storm surge, drowning at your angel coos while you guide him through his high, never letting up as you palm him through it all. he quivers and his knees buckle, shooting a hot and hefty load of seed all over your hand and clothes and the papers nearby.  “o-oh! fuck…” nagi chokes on a weak sob, bleating like an innocent lamb at the slaughter house while he weighed against your shorter frame — allowing you to bare the brunt of his weight and height. 

he’s so pretty when he cums, silvering blonde locks matted to his forehead by sweat — cheeks pink and lips swollen and red. if you could, you’d swallow him whole and selfishly devour your student for all that he has to offer. silly little blonde, stupid for trusting you, for wanting to fuck you.

your hand doesn’t slow around his pulsing cock but instead speeds up, digging your thumb into his oozing slit as arousal pearls at its centre once more. “n-no, s’too much.” seishiro cries quietly, tears stinging a pathway down the apples of his milky cheeks. “it hurts.” 

“poor you, poor baby.” you say harshly, mocking the poor blonde’s sniffles and hiccups. he’s exhausted and frustrated but doesn’t dare to pull away — his hips running after your hand hungrily. “you’re so cute sei, panting for me like a bitch in heat, fucking my hand like the dumb little blonde you are.” he hisses at the overstimulation, gargles on spit as it floods his mouth to accompany his appetite for you. 

“i’m not…ngh… ‘m not dumb.” he whinges in response and before either of you know it, seishiro is cumming again. hard. soiling his lap with abundant amounts of white. his chest heaves as he comes down, collapsing against you. he might deny it later, but being dumbed down and reduced to a stupid blonde seemed to really do it for him. 

finding his lips again, you soothe nagi with short and sweet kisses that grow more feverish by his own demand. all of a sudden you find yourself pinned to the desk below with the tall blonde between your instinctually parted legs so that he can grind against your panty clad core. “you’re…you’re right,” you say, breathing deep through your nose as your composure threatens to fall apart. “you’re so smart, sei. you’re the best lawyer on our team but…” bucking your hips once, you lower your voice by an octave so that your words slip through his ears like molten chocolate. “you’re acting like a dumb slut right now. don’t you wanna be my dumb slut, sei?”

his palm flattens against the mahogany desk just above your head, caging you in against its cold surface. “y-yes i do, oh fuck. please lemme fuck you. lemme be inside. i’ll be good.” 

“are you sure, baby?” 

“please—“ 

“but sei,” you brush a stray hair that curls at the centre of his forehead, the dumb blonde looking down at you with swimming grey eyes because he’s so needy. “it’d be your first time…” 

his face scrunches, nose crinkled at its bridge and brows knitted together in frustration. now that nagi’s had a taste of your sinful elixir he can’t seem to stop, you’re like a drug an addict can’t quit. something that could ruin his life or future prospects if he doesn’t get help. and yet he can’t look away, can’t pull his body away from yours and his achy dick from between your thighs — instead leaning closer so that it sinks between your plush pussy lips. 

nagi licks his lips, tongue rolling over his bottom one as he pants desperately. “please angel,” comes his broken beg, hanging pathetically in the sex tainted hair. “i need you. need it so bad. please please please— mph—!”

satisfied with his begging, you shove a set of cum soaked digits past the swell of seishiro’s pretty lips — chuckling darkly as his tongue laps over and in between them, and he whines at the salty taste of his arousal on your skin. “atta boy,” you coo, thrusting deep into the hot cavern of his mouth until the pale blonde gags around you, swallowing your fingers down like they’re a cock. he sucks so obediently, so desperately as if to please. like a good student too — and all the while, you work on kicking off your panties and flipping up your skirt so that he can get a nice rewarding view of your glistening cunt. 

“c’mere,” you reach out to the blonde and he leans into you, letting you wrap an arm around his shoulders to keep him in place. “sei,” you gasp at the first contact of his thick, long shaft against your throbbing wet mound — mouth agape as if you’ve taken a gunshot wound to the chest. “do you know how to do this, smart boy? do you know how to fuck?”

nagi nods, pressing his forehead to yours while his hips jut forward on their own and his seedy tip brushes against your pearling clit so deliciously. at first, his movements are lax and the room is filled with the lewd squelches of your sexes moving over one another, but your breathing soon grows ragged and the salacious bump and grind becomes stickier and wetter. 

“u-uhuh.” he mumbles in response.

he’s so good for you even when his mouth is full and his mind is dazed, sucking on your fingers while he lets you overwhelm him. however, the blonde is only so well behaved and patient, and it’s not long before he slips his girth past the tight ring of your entrance without any warning. his fingertips dance up to your waist, grabbing at the fat there and using it as leverage to drag you to the edge of the table so he can sink into you further.

“oh…fucking hell!” you whimper wetly against the junction of nagi’s neck, nails digging into his shoulders to steady yourself while he sets the pace to your sinful dance. he’s bigger than what you expected (despite mapping his girth out with your hands), stretching your sloppy walls wide to accommodate for his size. you don’t complain, however, eyes rolling as he brushes up against pleasure spots you could never reach on your own. “o-oh baby, fuck me.” 

you pull your fingers out of his mouth with a lewd pop, desperate to hear the symphony of his sweet, low and sexy moans instead of having them muffled by your fingers while he fucks you for the first time. the pale blonde can hardly believe it — having your warmth wrapped around him and your cunt drool down on him like a waterfall. 

the law student throws his weight into fucking you, bullying his way into the deepest parts of your womb to slothfully fuck up your gooey insides. your cunt, your moans, your whole body has some kind of control over nagi — dumbing him down and reducing him to a sex crazed mess. to the point where he can’t even remember his ex’s name. he’s a mop of pale blonde hair and sweaty clothes, entirely hunched over you. 

“y-you’re so tight,” he tells you in a dreamy sigh, lost in the heat of your core. nagi’s grabs at your pudgy thighs and drags you back and forth onto his dick, the new deepness to his thrusts causing you to squeeze and froth around the fat base of nagi’s cock. “hah, feels so…so good.” 

wrapping your shaky legs around his slender waist, you offer up the same treatment to nagi — pulling him close to the point where he’s buried in your sluice sex right up to the hilt. his precum smears against your ribbed walls and his broken whimper echoes around your hotel room. “that’s it, fuck me like you fucked my hand, sweet boy.” lust sparks against your sex slicked bodies, your breasts bouncing with every one of nagi’s calculated yet sloppy thrusts. you can’t get enough of one another, clinging and clawing at one another’s bodies madly. “you can do it, prove to reo that you don’t need him. only me.” 

“o-only you.” nagi repeats weakly, tucking his face into your neck as he pounds you to the high heavens. the desk creaks beneath the force of his thrusts, threatening to break at the nails and bolts that hold it together. his eyelashes flutter against your skin, his low and deep moans mixed with high pitched gasps send a hot rush of dopamine across your brain and it really is all too much. 

nagi’s already cum three times and managed to fold you in half over his desk as a virgin. he feel as though he might break with how much he loves this, loves fucking you senseless. another fresh set of tears burn tracks down his face and gather in his unfairly long lashes as they tickle your skin. he hiccups and heaves against you, whilst his breathing grows ragged every time his glistening cock escapes the snugness of your tight pussy, precum stringing along your puffy folds. 

“so good baby, s-so fucking good!” your voice is broken and husky as you praise him, making his dick pulse against your g-spot over and over again. you’re fairing no better than he is, your skin blistering hot to the touch and bruised from how tight your student is gripping you — pulling you back onto his cock.

the pale blonde feels though he might burst, cream your insides like he did your hand and ruin that pretty skirt of yours — the one that sticks to his pelvis because of how close your bodies are. it’s rubbed him raw while he fucks you raw. “‘m i the best?” seishiro asks, cherishing the embrace of your viscous walls, his shaft coated in a crude mix of white as it froths from your tight little hole. “t-tell me i’m the best…” 

“t-the best i’ve ever had! f-fuck, sei!” you squeal in response, only egging the law student on, babbling your praises while fat droplets of your arousal flies about the place — painting nagi’s pelvis in a shiny gloss, curling in his white happy trail as well. 

“‘m the best. i’m the best for you.” grunting from the exertion and the very force of his own thrusts, seishiro wraps both of his strong arms around your middle and stands up from the table — taking you with him. at the new angle, the coil in your stomach only tightens and you fling your arms around his neck to prepare yourself for what’s to come next. “s’not enough, not deep enough. fuuuck you’re so wet and warm. i-i can’t,” he drawls lowly, nipping at the shell of your ear on instinct. 

that’s when seishiro begins to use his sheer strength to lift and drop you back onto his thick girth, fucking up into you at the exact same time. “g-good god!” you cry out, your impending orgasm prickling at your pelvis — shooting down each section of your spine. all of it only serves to spur nagi on. 

“give me your fingers,” he demands huskily, cantering into you from bellow — your juices running a steamy track down his heavy balls as they harshly smack against your peachy ass. “wan’ suck on ‘em. give ‘em.”

you don’t have time to register his ask because he grabs your wrist before your mind can even catch up (too occupied with the way he’s churning up your guts) and has two of your fingers in his eager little mouth — sucking on them diligently. you shudder as nagi runs his tongue between them, coats them in spit and drool that tracks across his chin once he’s done with them. 

“touch yourself for me?” he pleads through a wet whine, almost too innocently. “wanna see you cum this time.” 

it’s only then that you realise he’s been holding himself back, staving off his orgasm so he can see you writhe and gush all for him. the overstimulation must be burning at his brain, sizzling off his nerve endings and it’s probably more than the dumb little blonde virgin can take. so you do as he asks, trailing your spit slicked fingers between your bodies as they grind down on one another and you with your sensitive clit, pulling its hood back to draw tight circles over the pleasure nub. 

“o-oh! seishiro!” 

“that’s right, touch yourself f’me. wanna see you lose it like you make me lose it,” he moans softly constraining with how rough nagi pounds up into you. one of his hands slips from your hips to grope at your ass, pushing you down on him and forcing his cock to grind against that one special spot threatening to make you break. “‘m sorry,” he whimpers as though he’s going to cry. “d-don’t think i can hold back, angel.” 

“then don’t,” you gasp at the new friction, holding onto your last strings of sanity as you fumble with your clit tucked away between your ravaged folds. “i know you wanna cum for me, sei. l-let go, yeah? wanna see you break for me, like a good blonde slut.” 

your encouragement doesn’t give seishiro much choice, and while he’s in control of your bodies — his lean, strong frame anchoring you down onto his cock as it bullies your insides, you are in control of his mind. you destroy his train of thought, ruin the self-made man he was and send him tumbling into his final high. nagi’s orgasm breaks the surface viciously, pouring another load of his cum against your ripe and rippling walls. there’s still so much of it, the warm and viscous white seeping from your cunt and smearing all over your hot mound. 

the force of nagi’s high is so strong that he nearly drops you, just about managing to pin you safely to the desk once more. he’s still cumming and cumming and cumming — but that doesn’t stop him from thrusting into you hard and fast, desperate to trigger your orgasm so he can reward himself. it doesn’t take long, he’d already had you seated on the edge before his mind had shattered to pieces just from fucking you. 

you gush down his length and all over what remains of your shitty case notes (he probably didn’t need them anyways) with a pornographic shout when you finally hit your peak. it’s like the crescendo of a beautiful song — the world around you spinning and flashing white as you squirt and gush for the white haired lawyer. 

“f-fuck.” you giggle with a soft smile, fatigue washing over the both of you come down from the gates of heaven — crashing back down to earth with ecstasy still buzzing in your veins. “good boy, sei. you did so good for me,” you hum softly. “do you feel any better?” 

seishiro looks up at you from where his heavy frame has collapsed on your chest — clothes sweaty and askew, and offers you a lazy grin in return. “better,” he mumbles meekly and kisses a slither of your exposed skin, still grinding his seed into you as if to make sure it sticks. “thank you.” 

bringing a hand up to toy with his hair and soothing him, you nod. “good, we should get some rest, you’ve got a big trial tomorrow, pretty boy.” 

“do you think I can do it?” 

“i know you can, sei.” you scratch at his scalp. “i meant it. what i said earlier. you’re the best lawyer on our team. shidou’s defence stands a pretty good chance.” 

nagi grins once more, only this time he leans up to press a chaste kiss to your unexpecting mouth — pouring all of his gratefulness into it. 

because thanks to you, he feels more confident about the trial, — almost as if he’s won the trial already. and even if nagi goes lose, at least he’s won you over.

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

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[entirelytoooobsessed]

puppy boys who need their attention on you like they need air to breathe,

who rest their face on your knee after a long day, a meek whine coming up their throat, practically begging for you to at least look at them. with wide eyes as they nudge at you, hands sliding up your thighs and fingers lightly digging into your skin as they reach your hips and ever so slowly pull down whatever is blocking from fully seeing you.

who know better than to touch without permission, pupils blowing wide as they lick over their lips, fixated only by you.

"please, let me make you feel good~"

armin, gojo, denji, yuuta, zenitsu, tanjiro, yuuji, bachira, your fave<3

#ngl i totally wrote this w armin in mind #dom reader #dom!reader #sub jjk #sub demon slayer #sub gojo #sub armin #sub aot #sub csm #sub denji #sub yuuta #sub zenitsu #sub tanjiro #sub yuuji #sub jujutsu kaisen #sub character #sub anime #sub bachira #sub bllk #sub blue lock

[minarinnn]

“RELIEVING STRESS”

content/trigger warning: characters are aged up, afab!reader, piv, dom!reader, sub!bachira, groping, creampie

@daburgershop

sypnosis: after having a stressful day your boyfriend suggest a way to relieve that stress

your day couldn't have gone any worse. first, you didn't hear your alarm and you only had about 20 minutes to get ready for work. second, you were in such a hurry to get to work that you forgot to eat the pancakes that your boyfriend had made for you. third, your super annoying workmate (who's secretly hooking up with your boss) spilled coffee on the new printer the office had bought and then blamed it on you. fourth, your dick of a boss believed her and is taking money from your paycheck to fix the damn printer

with a clenched jaw and forceful movements, you unlocked your apartment door, stepping in and slamming the door behind you

your boyfriend, who laid on the couch, immediately sat up. a happy smile and sparkling eyes adorning his face. "how was your day?" he asked, walking over to you. you couldn't help but roll your eyes at meguru's question, having the worst day imaginable and now having to deal with your naive boyfriend on top of everything else

"do you really want to know?" you spat in response, taking off your shoes and dropping them by the door. you took a deep breath and let out a heavy sigh, feeling your frustration, anger, and irritation building up inside you. meanwhile, meguru had successfully wrapped his hands around your waist, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck

"go on, tell meee" he purposely dragged his words, his hot breath tickling your sensitive skin. you sighed in defeat, knowing that he was just gonna keep insisting if you decided not to tell him

"y'know that bitch that's sleeping with my boss? yeah well she accidentally spilled coffee on the new printer and when he asked who did it, that fucking hoe blamed it on me. can you believe that?! anyways, he believed her, obviously, and he said that the repairs were coming out'a my paycheck. and it literally wasn't my fault! he's such a di-" "so you're stressed?"

you could feel your boyfriend smiling against your neck, his hands rubbing circles on your hips, gradually going lower. "if you couldn't already tell, i am" you huff. "i know the best way to relieve stress" he giggled, gently squeezing your ass and leaving wet kisses along your neck "wanna know what it is?"

the sound of skin slapping against each other filled the apartment. meguru sat on the couch while you bounced up and down on his cock. your hands on his shoulder and his on your hips, following along with your steady rhythm

"fuckkkk, don't stop, please" meguru shamelessly moaned out. the sounds of sloshing and skin slapping echoed throughout the apartment. "aghh,, don't be so loud- ahh,, the neighbors are gonna complain again" you spoke, one hand grabbing onto the back of the couch for support, the other wrapping around his neck.

"ahhh fuckk- i really don't careee" he grunts out, head laying back into the couch "it's not my fault their sex isn't good". you couldn't help but giggle, your hand grabbing his jaw and forcing him to look at you. "try to stay quiet, yeah?" your voice was barely above a whisper and your face held that mischievous smile that he loved

"but you feel so gooddd" he whined, giving you his yellow, puppy dog eyes. your pace slowed down, soon coming to a halt. a mischievous glint in your eyes as he whimpered. your gummy walls clenching around him. fuck he looked so hot when he's needy

"why'd you stop?" he breathed out, whining and pouting at like a baby. "meguru, promise to be quiet.. for me?" you ask, tilting your head to the side. both your eyes filled with nothing lust

bachira hesitated for a moment before eagerly nodding his head, his eyes locked on yours “i promise.. i really do”. his nails were digging into your hips, desperate for you to move and to finally aid him in his release. with a small giggle, your began to move again, earning a moan from both you and meguru

after a few seconds you could feel his cock twitching inside of your fluttering walls that clenched down on him like they never wanted to let him go. meguru bit his lip to try and be as quiet as possible. his teeth tearing through the sensible skin

“mmm, im.. s’close- oh fuck” you could feel the familiar knot in your stomach. meguru only nodded, moaning small ‘mhm’s’. he bucked his hips, meeting you halfway and thrusting up into you, hitting deeper than he was before. that’s all it took for you to cream all over his dick

your boyfriend soon coming undone inside you, his thick seed painting your velvet walls white. watching it leak out from your pretty hole

heavy breaths were heard from both you and him. your chest rising and falling in unison as you both stared into each other. “i think i’m… feeling less stressed” you pant out. “glad i.. could help” he grinned, planting a small kiss on your lips

© MINARINNN 2023 - please do not plagiarize or upload my content on any social media platform.

#bllk smut #blue lock smut #bllk #blue lock #bllk x reader #bachira smut #bachira meguru #bachira x reader #blue lock bachira #bllk bachira #blue lock meguru bachira #meguru x reader

[ilovealexisness]

can u do requests for men? with bachira? idrc what u do just make it male reader (if u can ofc)

I'm gonna kms I had to rewrite the whole thing bc I accidentally closed my tab😭😭😭 But yes I can write for male reader :D

Contains: thigh riding, slight grinding, semi public sex, clothes on

Mdni♡

You and bachira were on a small date at a restaurant, but halfway through he got needy. So there you were in the bathroom of the restaurant with Bachi riding you thigh. You moved him up slightly, guiding his hips with your hands. He rutted his clothed cock against yours, whining for any sort of friction against you. He wasn't even trying to cover his moans, he wanted everyone to know he was yours, how good you made him feel by barely touching him. He wanted you so badly, but you were gonna tease him a little and wait till you got home to let him cum♡

#blue lock smut #sub blue lock #blue lock x reader #dom reader #male reader #bachira smut #bllk x you #bllk bachira #bllk smut #bllk imagines #bllk x reader

[ardorwritesfanfic]

Blue Lock Men and their Kinks

A/N: I’ve been itching to write some Blue Lock stuff lately, so here’s some smut with my favorite boys! Also, the title says kinks, but it’s more of what they’re like in bed!

Genre: Headcanons, smut

Featuring: Isagi Yoichi, Chigiri Hyoma, Bachira Meguru, Kunigami Rensuke, Itoshi Rin

Warnings: Lactation kink, praise kink, daddy kink, sub-Dom dynamics, pegging, hair pulling, bondage, mommy kink, reader is AFAB.

All characters are aged 20+!

MDNI!

Isagi Yoichi

Isagi is a switch, and he doesn’t really lean one way or another

When he doms, he’s a soft dom. He really just wants to take care of you!

When he subs, he’s very obedient.

He will do anything he can to please you, even if that means he has to beg for a taste of you~

Definitely has a praise kink. Whether he’s domming or subbing, please tell him how good he is!

Practically cums instantly if you call him a good boy~

Isagi’s favorite parts of you are your tits and your thighs, so thigh fucking and titty fucking are a must!

“F-Fuck your tits feel so good around me. I’m gonna cum on that pretty face of yours!”

Mostly moans and grunts, but sometimes when he’s truly desperate, he’ll whimper.

Prefers slow, intimate sex. Loves to feel and bask in how close you two are.

Isagi does also have a slight breeding kink.

Relishes in the idea of cumming inside you, especially if you tease him with it.

Can get a bit territorial with you, especially when it comes to a certain green haired man~

Will mark you up just to prove that you’re his, if you’re comfortable with it, of course!

Isagi is a dream with aftercare. He’ll grab a wet towel to clean you up, and offer to grab you some water afterwards!

If he’s subbing, he’ll be extra clingy afterwards. Running your fingers through his hair and massaging his scalp are the easiest ways to calm him down after an intense session.

Chigiri Hyoma

Chigiri is a switch as well, but he leans more towards being dominant.

He likes to tease you when he’s domming.

“What’s the matter, princess? Dick too good?” He’ll say with a smirk plastered on his face.

Loves to take it painstakingly slow with you, just to see how long you’ll last.

When he’s subbing, he’s a little bit more of a brat.

Very snarky, and will egg you on.

However, all of that changes when you peg him~

The once snarky man suddenly is too overcome with pleasure to say anything.

He whines, whimpers, and moans, struggling to keep himself quiet.

He’ll be even louder if you tie his hands to the headboard.

He’ll whimper even more if you lightly tug at his hair while either riding or pegging him.

Chigiri’s chest is also very sensitive, rubbing his chest and playing with his nipples will drive him crazy.

Loves to be called pretty boy during sex, doesn’t matter if he’s dominant or submissive.

Will litter you with hickeys, especially around your thighs.

Will praise the hell out of you too!

Likes to cum on your tummy and on your face, and he won’t want to cum inside you unless you’ve discussed the potential outcomes.

Chigiri is also amazing with aftercare!

He’ll cuddle you for what seems like hours until you both calm down.

He’ll run a bath for the both of you, and set out face masks and other relaxing care items.

He peppers kisses all around your face, and praises you for how well you did.

He expects you to do the same for him, please tell him how good he was for you!

Will let you play with his hair afterwards, helps him calm down.

Bachira Meguru

Bachira is also a switch, but leans more towards being submissive (guys I promise this is the last switch sjfjrvjejdj)

Bachira honestly gets really wild during sex.

Nothing about this man is slow and sensual. All it takes is one mention of sex and he pounding into you like it’s the last time he’ll ever fuck you.

Definitely has a mommy kink, as well as a lactation kink to go with it.

You literally can’t keep him off of your tits.

Will take every opportunity to suck on your nipples and mouth on the fat of your breasts.

He enjoys being told what to do, and enjoys being denied even more.

He will hump your leg if that’s the only way you’ll let him get off.

Like Chigiri, he also enjoys getting pegged.

He will beg you to fuck his tight little asshole until he makes a mess on the bed.

“Please, please fuck me, mommy~”

Definitely moans and whines like a bitch, he just can’t help it!

Loves being tied up, especially when you peg him with his hands tied behind his back.

Doesn’t necessarily like being degraded, but loves it when you call him your slut.

Cums in spurts, covering his tummy with it.

Bachira has a lot of stamina, and it doesn’t take long for him to get riled up again and ready for another round.

If he subs one session, he’ll usually Dom the next one, and he won’t go easy on you.

He’ll continuously pound you from the back while groping your tits.

When he’s finally done, he gets super clingy and cuddly.

He’ll want reassurance that he was good for you, and that he made you feel good.

Aftercare is more for him, but he make sure that you’re alright once he’s out of subspace.

Kunigami Rensuke

Kunigami is a dom.

He just wants to take care of you!

He definitely has a daddy kink. You’ll earn a lot of animalistic grunts and growls if you call him that.

Not only that, but he has a size kink as well.

He loves manhandling you into position, throwing you around like a rag doll.

He’ll pin your hands together with his one larger one, and watch your face contort in pleasure as he pounds into you.

“I know baby, can’t move when I have you pinned like this. Guess your completely under my control~”

His preferred speed is slow and hard, drawing out every moan he can from you.

Of course, he will fuck you into the mattress at warp speed if that’s what you do desire.

Kunigami loves marking you up, establishing his dominance over everyone that looks your way.

He’ll leave visible bite marks along your shoulders and chest, as well as your thighs.

Typically he grunts during sex, but you’ll earn a growl if you really push his buttons.

Kunigami also has a slight exhibition kink, and is ready and willing to do anything public with you.

He’ll nonchalantly finger you under the dinner table while you’re out eating, pretending that nothing is happening.

He’s also open to using a remote controlled vibrator with you, and will use it whenever he pleases.

He eats you out like it’s his last meal, and he’s good at it too.

Kunigami also has a slight breeding kink. Loves seeing his cum drip out of your abused pussy.

The thought of you round with his child turns him on just as much.

Aftercare is great with him and he’ll make sure your taken care of.

He’ll rub soothing lotion on all of the bite marks he left you with, on the handprints he left on your ass, etc.

He’ll get a cool towel for your forehead, and another to clean you up.

He’ll praise you to no end, expressing just how much he loves you and how good you were for him!

Itoshi Rin

Rin is absolutely a dom, there’s no way that he’s any different.

Rin definitely leans more towards soft dom.

While he can be overpowering and strict, this is the only time he gets to be truly vulnerable.

He’s very passionate and affectionate when fucks you. He litters kisses all over every inch of your skin.

He slowly fucks you, making sure he feels every inch of your aching walls around him, as well as making sure you feel every inch of his dick.

“Does that feel good, love? Wanna make sure you feel every inch of me~”

Is obsessed with your tits, there’s not a single session that goes by where he’s not touching the soft mounds of flesh on your chest.

Loves sucking on your tits, and definitely has a lactation kink.

Since Rin is incredibly tall, he also has a size kink.

He relishes in the mere idea of how big he is compared to you, how easily his dick could ruin your tiny cunt.

He simply towers over you, and can lift you with ease.

Rin’s chest and stomach are incredibly sensitive as well, and any light touching of that area can elicit quiet moans from the normally stoic man.

Rin has a breeding kink, he loves stuffing you full of his cum.

He prefers to cum on your stomach if cumming inside you is not an option.

Seeing you in his jersey is an instant turn on, he’ll fuck you right then and there.

Rin is very possessive over you as well, and simply telling him that you’re the one thing that even his brother can’t take away from him will get him all hot and bothered.

He also has one hell of a praise kink. Adores when you tell him how good he makes you feel.

Aftercare with Rin is quite lax.

Normally, he’ll just rub your sides comfortingly, whispering praises as you both calm down from your high.

Rin tends to get sleepy after sex, and it doesn’t take him long to fall asleep.

He’ll still make sure your thoroughly taken care of though, before he drifts off.

#blue lock #bllk smut #bllk headcanons #yoichi isagi #isagi yoichi smut #bachira meguru smut #rin itoshi x reader #rin itoshi smut #kunigami rensuke smut #chigiri hyoma #chigiri hyoma smut #rin itoshi

[wildandsmile]

࿇ ✥ ࿇ Worlds Apart ࿇ ✥ ࿇

Summary: Your father serves as the coach for the Manshine football/soccer team, and in your role as the dutiful daughter, you make a point to visit him regularly. However, each time you stop by, one of the star players seems to have a penchant for flirting with you.

Word Count: 4.2k

TW: Age gap (Reo 22 and Readers 29) by the way cannon Reo likes older women so.

Kinks: Fingering, Degrading, Cream-pie, Praising, Sir Name, Squirting, Exhibition, Sub Reader, Dom Reo, unprotected sex, penetrative sex (p in v), humiliation, Choking and Rough sex.

Enjoy!

A couple of years had passed since Reo's departure from Blue Lock. His journey took him to the semi-finals, where he was eventually eliminated by Bachira. However, Ego recognized the immense talent Reo possessed and believed it shouldn't be squandered. As a result, he allowed Reo to continue pursuing his striking career. Shortly thereafter, your father, a renowned co-coach in England, teamed up with Chris Prince. They wasted no time in recruiting Reo, having already witnessed his potential while he was a starter for their team, Manshine City, during his time at Blue Lock.

And thus, you encounter the ostentatious wealthy young man who always seems to have a girl by his side. Each day, you would pay a visit to your father, given his advancing age, ensuring his well-being. However, occasionally, you extended your stay to assist the boys with their routines or offer them water after their practice games.

Whenever you approached Reo, though, he would indulge in playful flirting, charmingly remarking, "I'll treat you good if you give me the opportunity." This, understandably, ignited your father's anger, prompting him to punish Reo with rounds of field laps, much to the amusement of onlookers.

"Hey, dad, how has your day been?" you inquire, planting a gentle kiss on his cheek. He turns toward you, a broad smile gracing his lips, and replies, "I've had a good day, dear. By the way, I know you just arrived, but could you fetch some water for the boys?" You offer a swift nod before making your way to the supply room, retrieving the water jug, and returning just in the nick of time.

"Once again, you grace us with your presence, princess," he remarks, deftly taking the cup of water from your hand and punctuating the gesture with a subtle wink. You roll your eyes and swiftly retort, "You're well aware I'm here for my dad, Reo." Yet, true to form, it's as if every word you utter that he doesn't wish to acknowledge simply passes through one ear and exits the other. "We both understand that it's just a self-assurance you cling to, convincing yourself it's all about watching me play, princess," he asserts, using his shirt to mop away perspiration and inadvertently unveiling his well-defined six-pack in the process. In exasperation, you throw your hands up and walk away, prompting Reo to trail closely in your wake.

"And what's your desire now, Reo?" you inquire, quickening your pace in an attempt to create distance between yourself and the purple-haired man. As anticipated, he manages to intercept by firmly grasping your wrist. "Well, give me a moment," Reo pleads with puppy-dog eyes, managing to melt your resistance just a tad. Succumbing to his persistence, you let out a hurried yet slightly curt, "What is it, Reo?" He disregards your brusqueness and proceeds, "I just wanted to extend an invitation to you for the upcoming victory celebration our team plans to host." With that, you come to a complete halt, pivoting to face Reo, your arms crossed and an eyebrow skeptically raised.

"You're talking as though victory is already in the bag," you retort with a sassy undertone, the effect of which sends a subtle shiver down Reo's spine, unbeknownst to you. He relishes witnessing your pouty demeanor, the way you appear and speak when you're irritated entices him even more. Yet, he finds himself engaged in this playful cat-and-mouse dynamic and is content to indulge it for a little while longer.

"Oh, come now, you don't truly believe we're destined to lose, do you, princess?" he chimes in, grasping your hand and gently massaging your knuckles. Eager to respond, you start, "Well, I don't think your team will..." Your sentence is abruptly truncated as Reo claps his hands together, interjecting, "Well then, if that's the sentiment, I'm eagerly anticipating your presence at the party." You're about to interject and voice your hesitation, but before you can, he departs, leaving you alone with your contemplations.

Before long, the anticipated game day arrives. Just as you had predicted, Reo and his team effortlessly overpower the opposing side, amassing such a significant lead that the match concludes ahead of schedule. As the dust settles, your father rushes onto the field, orchestrating a heartfelt group embrace with the team. Glancing towards them, a grin stretches across your face as their jubilant cheers and chants fill the air.

As the post-game festivities wind down, your attention shifts to Reo, who approaches with an infectious grin. You're well aware that his next words are bound to carry a hint of arrogance. "You see, princess, I told you victory was ours," he declares, his face beaded with sweat. You couldn't deny the charm in his triumphant expression, but you're determined not to inflate his already sizable ego. Nonchalantly, you retort, "Indeed, you did make that prediction," your tone carrying a playful undertone that downplays your enthusiasm for their impressive win.

"Since victory is ours, it seems only fitting that you accompany me to the after-party," Reo proposes, leaning against the fence and casting you pleading puppy-dog eyes. In response, you playfully place a finger on his lips, your expression softening into an adorable aw-struck gaze. "Um, no," you reply, relishing the playful moment. Ignoring your refusal, Reo persists, now puffing his lips in a childlike pout, his puppy-dog eyes unwavering. The charming standoff continues until your resolve finally crumbles.

"Alright, alright, I'll go, but on one condition: you must score 10 goals in your next match," you challenge. As your words sink in, you witness a transformation in Reo. His eyes widen with a newfound determination, as if flames of passion burn within him. "Really?" he exclaims, a smile that illuminates your very soul gracing his lips. Affirming your wager with a subtle nod, Reo bolts over to your father, urgently requesting gym access to train late into the night. Observing his earnest efforts for your attention, you can't help but find his determination endearing, knowing that you hold the power to grant him his desire.

True to form, like a well-oiled machine, the much-anticipated match unfolded according to schedule. Recognizing the gravity of the occasion, you chose to sit beside your father and Chris Prince, demonstrating unwavering team spirit. The boys poured their hearts into the game, and everything was proceeding splendidly. However, when your gaze fixed on Reo as he maneuvered down the opposite side of the field to wrest control of the ball from the opposing team, you couldn't resist turning to your father with a question.

"Dad, how many goals has Reo scored so far?" Despite the initial reproachful glance, your father set aside his reservations and provided the answer. "He's netted 9 so far," he informed you. Upon hearing those words, your heart sank momentarily as your attention remained fixed on Reo, who was advancing toward the rival goal. While you harbored a certainty that he would successfully score that goal, a flicker of hope kindled within you—a hope that he might not, considering their substantial lead. After all, the opposing team was already significantly behind, making a single goal seem inconsequential.

Your hopes were nearly extinguished when you witnessed Reo clinch the game's final goal, marking his remarkable 10th score. As the team rallied around him, playfully tousling his violet hair and lifting him into the air in jubilation, your fleeting optimism faded. However, your spirits were soon lifted when the entire group approached you and your father. They expressed their gratitude to him for his unwavering training efforts and extended their appreciation to you for ensuring his availability to guide them.

A comforting warmth enveloped you, as you realized the tangible impact of your involvement in the team's journey. Sharing a sincere smile and offering a gracious acknowledgment, you watched as they headed towards the locker room. Yet, a moment before they disappeared, Reo silently mouthed, "Wait for me." Though fully aware of his intentions, you remained seated, patiently awaiting his return. After approximately half an hour, Reo emerged once again. With an exuberant grin, he sprinted towards you, sweeping you up into his arms. Beaming at you, he exclaimed, "Did you catch my performance out there, princess? Wasn't I utterly astonishing?"

"Absolutely, Reo," you reply, struggling to stifle your laughter, feeling as though you're witnessing a child eagerly showing off a newfound skill to their mother. However, the lighthearted moment is swiftly replaced when the purple-haired young man inquires, "So, are you still planning on attending the party tonight?" You hesitate for a brief moment, then tap his chest gently as a signal for him to put you down.

He responds accordingly, lowering you to the ground. As he sets you down, his facial expression undergoes a shift, prompting you to offer your explanation. "Well, Reo, I was actually thinking I might not—" But before you can finish your sentence, Reo interjects assertively, "There's no backing out now, princess. We made our little wager, and I won fair and square. I'll see you at 8, okay?" You attempt to voice your thoughts, but before you can formulate a complete response, he's already striding away, the distance between you growing too great to carry on the conversation.

With determination, you headed home, fully aware that escaping the party was out of the question. Once inside, you ventured into the depths of your closet, selecting a variety of outfits. However, after an hour of fruitless searching, you resorted to FaceTiming your best friend for outfit advice. After a barrage of reactions ranging from outright rejections to tentative approvals, the two of you finally settled on a chic velvet two-piece ensemble.

Following your decision, you dedicated time to meticulously curling your hair, and then you settled in front of your mirror to carefully apply your makeup. Just as you were about to apply the finishing touch of lip gloss to complete the look, a knock echoed through your door. Swiftly, you hurried over, deftly applying the lip gloss in the process. Unsurprisingly, upon opening the door, you were met with the sight of Reo, elegantly clad in a black suit. His coat was artfully left open, revealing a crisp white button-up shirt that wasn't fully buttoned, offering a tantalizing glimpse of his bare chest.

Raising your hand in a gesture for Reo to wait by the door, you notice his understanding nod before you hurry back to your room. With swift precision, you retrieve your wallet, select a pair of shoes, and gather some safety essentials. Returning downstairs, you subtly showcase your outfit to Reo, a sly hint that you're dressing up for the occasion, although you'd never admit to it. Your actions are a playful payback for the teasing he's subjected you to. As you reach for the door to lock it, you cast a wink his way, a subtle acknowledgment of your little game.

Soon enough, you find yourself seated in Reo's car, gazing at the city lights as they blur by. The enchanting view momentarily captures your attention, until Reo's hand gently rests on your thigh, drawing you back to reality. In response, you subtly adjust your leg, granting him slightly more access to your thigh. However, as his touch ventures further, radiating warmth, you swiftly slap his hand away, a playful yet assertive reminder of your boundaries.

"You're quite the teasing expert, princess," Reo remarks, his hand resuming its place on the gearstick. The journey leads you to an upscale club adorned with Manshine Clubhouse signage.

Gazing at the vibrant-haired man, a perplexed expression crosses your face, prompting him to explain. "One of the guys saved up and invested a bunch of money into this place. With renovations and some significant investments, we ended up with the Manshine Clubhouse."

A nod from you acknowledges his preemptive response to an unspoken question—a characteristic of Reo that you appreciate. His uncanny ability to anticipate your thoughts and provide answers creates a unique connection between the two of you.

Lost in your thoughts, you're snapped back to reality as your date playfully tugs you into the club. The sights and sounds of dancing people envelop you, allowing you to soak in the atmosphere. Just as you're considering asking Reo to dance, a group of girls materializes, engulfing you in the crowd and temporarily interrupting your plans.

Understanding that trying to rejoin Reo might be a futile endeavor, you venture deeper into the club. Your eyes lock onto Nagi's girlfriend amidst the crowd, her presence providing a semblance of comfort. Approaching her, you engage in a casual conversation, quickly establishing a rapport. As the conversation flows, you summon the courage to broach the topic of hitting the dance floor.

To your surprise, she readily agrees, and you both kick things off by sharing a shot before immersing yourselves in the dance floor frenzy. The music resonates, the ambiance is electric, and the night seems to come alive. Amidst the pulsating beats, you relish in the carefree joy of letting loose and having fun.

As the hours roll on, fatigue begins to take a toll on your legs, prompting you to express your need to take a break to your newfound companion. With the music blasting at full tilt, you manage to convey your intention to sit down, though you suspect she only caught the "sit" part, given the deafening noise.

You locate a comfortable seat and ease yourself into it, initially basking in the ambiance of the club. However, your tranquility is shattered by an onslaught of giggles from across the room. Turning your gaze, a disconcerting sight meets your eyes: Reo flanked by two girls, perched on his lap, their hands eagerly exploring his body. It's as though they're vying for his attention, throwing themselves at him shamelessly.

Strangely, an unfamiliar pang of irritation courses through you, fueled by the undeniable urge to be the one occupying that seat, engaging in those affectionate gestures, sharing kisses, and reveling in the private jokes that elicit his radiant smile. You can't deny the surge of happiness his expressions bring, yet beneath it lies a growing anger.

Watching him interact with those girls, his touch tracing their contours, as if he's committing their forms to memory, ignites a fire within you. As you observe, your frustration simmers. The disparity between your worlds becomes glaringly apparent. Reo embodies intelligence, affluence, and popularity, while you're simply a down-to-earth individual with a deep connection to your father. Doubts swirl in your mind, wondering if his professions of love are genuine or if he merely desires to toy with your affections.

However, the last straw snaps as you glance up at Reo and the girls once more. His gaze locks onto yours, as if penetrating the depths of your soul. In that moment, his lips move in a silent confession, "This could be you," just as one of the girls plants a deliberate kiss on his neck. Fueled by a surge of frustration, you seize your resolve, grabbing your belongings and marching to the exit. Dialing a ride, you step outside, the biting wind cutting through you, offering no reprieve from your emotions.

Your attention is drawn back when Reo emerges from the building, his eyes finding you amidst the darkness. With purpose, he strides toward you. "Why are you leaving, princess?" he queries, his expression a mix of bewilderment and something more sinister. It's as if he's an enigmatic force, fully aware that his actions are the driving force behind your departure, a realization that only fans the flames of his ego.

Determined not to give him the satisfaction, you respond, your words carrying an edge of bitterness. "I've had my fill of enjoyment for the night, and my feet are aching. But what about you? Aren't there two eager girls waiting for your attention?" The words drip with venom, a testament to your simmering anger.

"Well, well, well, seems you had your eyes on me, huh, princess?" Reo quips, a smug grin playing across his face. "And what if I was?" you retort, meeting his gaze with a hint of disdain, your gaze never faltering as you hold his gaze.

Unrelenting, Reo chooses to keep prodding, his determination evident. "Well, why didn't you come and join?" he challenges, further stoking the flames. It's in that moment that your attention zeroes in on the telltale lipstick marks adorning Reo's neck. As you count each visible kiss mark, a surge of anger courses through you, intensifying with each passing moment.

The mounting frustration propels you into motion, compelling you to walk away in a bid to regain your composure. Yet, as anticipated, Reo remains in pursuit, his words like arrows aimed at your vulnerabilities. "Aw, come on, princess, don't tell me a tinge of jealousy is creeping in," he goads, his words deliberately provocative. Ignoring him, you maintain your brisk pace, refusing to give him the satisfaction of acknowledging his jabs.

However, Reo's provocations continue undeterred. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you're developing feelings for me or something," he jests, a knowing glint in his eyes. Suddenly, his grip tightens around your arm, halting your movement despite your efforts to pull away. Struggling against his unyielding grasp, you attempt to break free, but his hold remains resolute, overpowering your struggles.

"Your silence speaks volumes, confirming my suspicion," Reo assets, stepping directly in your path. His words hit home, as they reveal a truth you've kept hidden—the fact that you've fallen for this self-assured, albeit aggravating, individual. You refuse to grant him the satisfaction of admitting your feelings, at least not yet.

Determined to evade his scrutiny, you avert your gaze, ensuring your expression remains concealed. However, your attempt is short-lived, as his hand lands on your cheek, compelling you to meet his gaze. "Oh, no, princess. You won't escape by turning away. You owe me an answer, a genuine one," Reo insists, his grip firm as he holds your gaze captive. He demands a direct response, his eyes betraying a swirling mix of emotions, the complexity of which you can't quite decipher.

Despite his persistence, you maintain your silence, unwilling to let your emotions become an open book. This stance, however, is beginning to test Reo's patience. He's accustomed to bending situations to his will, and the prolonged cat-and-mouse game is chipping away at his composure, gradually igniting a spark of frustration within him.“Well princess since you don’t want to answer me I guess I’ll just have to fuck the answer out of you and with that Reo drags you to a near by alley way.

Reo's lips curled into a seductive grin as his fingers danced along the contours of your quivering abdomen, tantalizingly inching closer to the delicate fabric that barely concealed your enticing curves. He eagerly tugged it lower, craving the sensation of his hand slipping beneath the soft velvet fabric. Your breath hitched as his fingers grazed your tantalizingly bare thighs, inching dangerously close to your aching core.

You gasped with anticipation as he boldly slid his hand beneath your delicate fabric, his fingertips caressing the slick contours of your aroused core. His head inched nearer to yours, his lips tantalizingly grazing against your earlobe, causing a delicious shiver to course through your body. The warmth of his breath, coupled with his intoxicating scent, enveloped you entirely, leaving you utterly captivated.

What do you mean, "don't want to turn you into a dumb slut just yet, princess?" He poked his finger inside your sticky cunt and laughed as he felt the tight grip of your walls on his finger.

You muttered, "Fuck," knowing that keeping your mouth shut was going to be difficult, but you were so attracted to him that you didn't want the moment to end. You were in dire need of him. You closed your eyes and murmured, "Fuck, Reo," once again.

When he started pushing it in and out of you, your breath got erratic and you started making low whimpers and groans. When Reo inserted his middle finger and sped up her speed, you tossed your head back in an instant because you wanted to hear more of the wonderful noises you made exclusively for him. And he was not the least bit dissatisfied. Once he got to the part that always made you roll your eyes back in your head, you started muttering her name under your breath.

“You’re making such a pretty mess princess , look at you” he spoke in a lower tone. The combination of his voice that sent shivers down your spine and the movements of skilled fingers caused a familiar knot to form in your stomach.

I enjoy how you stretch between my fingers. You take me so well," he gushed, his other hand raising your skirt fabric again for a better look at your cunt. He noticed that your secretions were soaking through his palm and pooling at your feet as they dropped from your thighs. He let out a whistle at the site, unable to contain his amusement.

You could hardly believe how drenched you were for him as you lowered your gaze to the spot where he met your body and moaned in horror. You knew Reo turned you on so badly, but witnessing your body respond to his touch was something else entirely.

The only sounds you made in the alley were the wet noises coming from your cunt as his big, thick fingers stretched it out. It was almost embarrassing how effortlessly his fingers slid into your cunt. And you would feel shame for it if you weren't being fucked out by him, but you didn't give a damn.

“I'm- I'm so close! Don't stop, please” you say to him as your nails dug into his shoulder blades and your eyes shut closed.

Reo whispered in your ear, "Cum for me, princess," as you finally sought your high, mouth agape and eyes closed. He didn't cease his moves on your body until you virtually begged him to stop, despite the fact that you were on the verge of passing out from the exertion.

Then, you squirt all over his hands and watch as he proudly watches your messed-up condition while pulling out his fingers and bringing them to his lips to suck them clean. You were too worn out to speak, so your face was red, your eyes were shiny, and your lips were bitten. Your dress was now only just covering your upper body, and your tits were practically bursting out from behind it.

After you had a moment to catch your breath, he lined up his cock with your now hypersensitive cunt and pushed his throbbing cock within, without giving you a chance to acclimate to his size before he began thrusting into your sloppy, wet cunt.

You started crying because the feeling of him within you was driving you mad. When Reo's left hand rubbed rough circles on your clit, he let out a series of low grunts. And his right found its way to your thirst, where it rested on your throat, making your breath heavier and your cunt tighten until you and Reo were both on the verge of cumming.

"You look fantastic in this position, like a filthy little cum slut who is just itching to be filled, but what you don’t get to cum. So feel free to cry on my cock while I decide if you can continue to breathe.

As your nails drove painfully into his wrist, you whimpered. You felt your dizziness returning slowly. When I tell you to, princess, you'll cum on my cock. While his lips were making contact with hers, he spoke. You could hear the strain in his voice, the quiet gasps.

“M’mm yes sir, promise not to cum until I’m told” you moan out with your fucked out expression which was only make Reo even more feral.

Reo repeats, "Good girl," before giving you a few more pointed thrusts. When he repeatedly lands on the sweet spot, a sound that can only be described as a scream rises up from deep within your chest. He let go of your neck a little while ago.

"Cum." The demand had barely reached your ears as your vision went white. You felt his hips stutter against your own, shooting his load in tandem with your own orgasm.

The sight of you struggling to get up with your legs spread wide and his cum leaking out of you into the chilly ground was an object of admiration as he slowly withdrew. He couldn't deny that seeing you there just increased his desire for you, but he forced himself to help you tidy up and enter your Uber, where he spoke softly.

“Once we get home, I’m going to fuck the shit out you real fucking good until you can’t say anything but my name~” you only nodded knowing that you were in for a long night.

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[ssailormoonn]

─── ❛ Sit ❜

Bachira X Fem!Reader

WC; 1.1k | !MDNI! | TW/CW; Cock warming, Bulging, Skirt kink, sub!Topᶠᵉᵐ , dom!Bottomᵐᵃˡᵉ, Praise, Pet names, Slight? Subdrop, Slight dub!con

M A S T E R L I S T ─── B L L K M A S T E R L I S T

The was a bright light shining in my face as my eyes open and I shot up from the bed now sitting up from the sun and from a familiar voice calling me.

I scan the boyish room and my eyes lay on Bachira sitting in a gaming chair and playing some game on the computer in front of him and was talking to someone through the headset, probably some of the boys playing with him.

"Oh, pretty, you're up," Bachira says spinning around to face me in his chair.

"Yeah," I say softly.

"C'mere, Pretty," He demands.

I pout in annoyance and walk over to him with my arms crossed wanting to know what's up with him. Bachira's looking good as usual, even in comfy home clothes he's still hot. White T-shirt that's almost see through and a pair of baggy grey sweats.

But, he's acting so weird. It's like it's not even him talking right now. I stand in front of him blocking his view to the game he was thoroughly engrossed in and right after he pats his lap gesturing me to take a seat on him.

"Sit here I wanna cuddle," He says says in a teasing tone, his emotions are complicating things, but how could I stay confused at him.

I straddle his lap and wrap one of my arms around his neck and the other folded against his chest lightly gripping the clothing on his shoulder as I bury my head further into his neck. He wraps his arms around my lower back but still playing the game. Though I kept on shuffling around trying to find a more comfortable position to sit in.

"Lemme guess, talking to your dear sweet Y/n," I voice says through his headphones I recognised the voice as Isagi, so loud I could hear.

"Mhm."

"Quit moving, Pretty," Bachira whispers into my ear.

As I listen to him and stop moving around I now rest my entire weight on his lap and only then could I feel his length prodding against my clothed sex. The unexpected action made me let out a whimper into neck.

"Oh hell nah, the fuck was that," Another voice says.

"Y/n's not feeling well, aren't you?" Bachira replied in the same teasing tone.

"Yeah," I say loud enough just for the microphone to catch.

The boys on the other line start to argue over each other making it the perfect time for Kawaki to talk to me without their ears hearing, "I can feel how wet you are just from that one move, Pretty," He whispers teasingly into the shell of my ear.

"So why don't you slip my dick into that pretty pussy of yours," He continues to whisper, "And sit still like the good girl you are for me."

"That's embarrassing," I shyly say into his shoulder.

"Mmm, come on baby, do it for me," He says almost begging with an edge of desperation in his voice.

"M'kay," I say into his shoulder.

I slide further away from the band of his sweatpants and pull it down his legs, he assists me by lifting his hips just a little. He wasn't wearing boxers so his hardened length sprung out hitting his abdomen..

In curiously I rub my thumb over his swollen tip swiping and moving the dripping precum from his dick and bringing my hand down to trace his prominent veins slightly sticking out of the flesh making him jut his hips forward and letting out a sharp hiss at the contact.

"Fuuuck, don't do that, Pretty, come baby," Bachira says gripping my hips in the reaction of my actions, "Be a good girl for me. Sit and please me."

I hesitantly stand up and slip my underwear down my legs with the band hooked under my finger. I stand out of the holes and was going to put the underwear in the handbag that I had. Before I was even a step away his voice spoke again.

"Uh-uh, Give me," Bachira says holding his hand out and I hesitantly hand him my garment and place in in the palm of his hand and right after he put it in the pocket of his sweats that were now half down his legs.

I shakily make my step towards him and straddle him once again. I see how he mutes his microphone and his hands grasp my hips and digs his nails slightly into my hips.

Grabbing the base of his dick and lubricate the tip with my arousal dragging the tip across my folds making it drag across my clit in the process making me let out breathy moans.

The bolts of electricity coursed through my and my heartbeat went down to my throbbing clit as I slightly lost my balance while letting  and fell into him with my still clothed body pressing up against his. I manage to get my composure back and lift away from his chest and slowly sinking down onto his cock.

Taking my hand away from his base and continue to grip his shoulders. The breathy moans and whimpers continue to leave my throat as tears bunch up in my eyes from how big he is and I take a quick look down to see I'm only half way.

"Doing so well for me Pretty," Bachira moans, "Look at you stomach already getting bigger cause of me and you're not even fully in, so pretty baby."

Instead of taking my time to sink down on his dick I quickly put all my weight and sit with his full cock deep inside me and I could feel the tip just kissing my cervix making me let out a moan and he lets out a deep groan in return.

He groans out, "See Angel I knew you could do it, made for my dick."

I arch my back pressing my chest against his due to the over whelming pleasure of the angle his cock pressing into. His balls pressed right against the base of my ass, his pelvis pressing against my clit making me let out ragged moans and sighs as my back continued to arch into him.

I see his hand shakily reach out to grab his controller and unmutes his mic with his other hand, "Sorry mates, I'm back," Bachira says confidently but slightly breathy, as he continues to cock warm me.

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#bllk smut #bllk x you #bllk x reader #bllk x yn #bachira x reader #bachira smut #meguru smut #bachira meguru smut

[iwashie]

𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 (18+)

౨ৎ synopsis : bllk men who like to hear you moan or you who like to hear them moan

˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚ ⁀➷ warnings- mdni, nsfw content, nipple play, crying, maybe a lil bit of sub/dom dynamics, established relationship, pro player(18+), kinda praising, gn!reader.

Men who love to hear the grunts coming out of your mouth as he has your legs on his shoulders, one hand on the headboard and the other on your breast, his huge body hovering over you, balls deep inside you. "you love to talk and now you're so quiet, sweetie" pinching your nipple to get a moan out of you, "where's your beautiful voice, huh…" going deeper, making the bed sway and your breasts bounce with the force he thrusts. He would do anything to get sounds out of you, pushing you to the limit, muttering "too much..," " There you are… Make more of those beautiful sounds" he whispers in your ear, kissing the tears streaming down your face as he went faster, making you moan and dig your nails into his arms, "That's right, love, make those sounds I love."

barou shoei, shido ryusei, oliver aiku, michael kaiser, bachira meguru, itoshi sae, kunigami rensuke, karasu tabito, chigiri hyoma, raichi jingo, jyubei aryu, don lorenzo, ego jinpachi, chris prince, noel noa

Men who can't hold back the moans as you grind on his cock, drawing grunts and heavy breathing from him. "Don't be quiet…I love your voice" you say, changing the pace you ride him, drawing out a strangled groan from him as he shook his hands pinned above his head- a futile attempt to touch you. Tears began to stream down his chin along with his saliva as he let out his voice, sly moans for you to continue "I'm close ngh!", "only good boys deserve to cum" you rolled his nipples on your fingers, making him squirm on the bed, his waist finding your ass coming down hard on him, every now and then you change the pace, earning moans from him, "I love those sounds..." you kept riding and torturing him until he was nothing but a mess of crying, salivating and moaning your name, until you felt the hot liquid inside you "good boy."

isagi yoichi, kurona ranze, nagi seishiro, michael kaiser, bachira meguru, itoshi rin, mikage reo, alexis ness, yukimiya kenyu, tokimitsu aoshi, zantetsu tsurugi, gagamaru gin, niko ikki, shuto sendo, hiori yo, nanase nijiro, eita otoya, marc snuffy, lavinho

#blue lock #blue lock x you #bllk x you #blue lock x reader #bllk imagines #blue lock headcanons #blue lock smut #bllk smut #michael kaiser #bachira meguru #isagi yoichi #alexis ness #karasu tabito #gagamaru gin #eita otoya #marc snuffy #blue lock lavinho #itoshi sae #itoshi rin #ryusei shidou #barou shouei #niko ikki #nanase nijiro #nagi seishiro #reo mikage #chigiri hyoma #kunigami rensuke #tsurugi zantetsu #kurona ranze #yo hiori