#tw.lactation

[nkogneatho]

"𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐊"

𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊

—cw: lactation kink, mentions of pregnancy, dirty, nasty, depraved stuff, vaginal sex, period oral mention, monsterfucking in kuna's (sukuna's is way too dirty), dry humping, drinking breast milk obv, not proofread (this is too long and i have an event tomorrow)

—a/n: i have officially lost it. is it obvious i have lost it? idk if this is the best or the worst thing you will ever read but this is very depraved and nasty. like...aaaaaaaaaahh okay i am normal. i put my big titties non existent breast milk into this so please read it all and i hope you enjoy.

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔

— satoru is the man who is always up for something new. especially, if it involves pleasing you because he's a good husband and that's good what husbands do. he knows how to pull out the naughty parts out of you, but he had to work his way up.

"I am just saying. It helps. Believe me," your husband was arguing with you.

"Cut it out, Toru. I am not letting you suck my boobs."

"But why?"

"Because it's gross and weird." The moment those words left your mouth, he audibly gasped.

"Did you just call our baby's food gross?" You rolled your eyes. He's always like this. It's not like you weren't curious of his reaction when he does taste you, you were just scared that he'd be disgusted. Plus the post pregnancy hormones are worst as they make you emotional over the silliest things.

"Please, baby? Just this one time. I'll be a good boy I promise." You hate when he addresses himself as if he's an angel. He is a mischievous devil inside. But rather than having him pester you for the rest of the night and ruin your hard earned sleep (since your baby's cries always wakes you up) You thought maybe let him and just get it over with...

"mmph ffhuck." His moans vibrated through your skin, "mhmm god ywo twaste shwo good." The moment he said that, all the insecurity left your body, and heat forming between your legs.

"Ngh—toru..." you felt so embarrassed—so dirty when his eyes locked with you. Your lashes fluttered and you looked away but you swore you could feel him smiling on your nipples. Your husband really digs out the emotions you never thought existed within you.

He was pressing them together, playing like he had just found a new toy. You had never seen so much amusement in those blue eyes as much as of now. Bright pink tongue lolling out to taste the squirting liquid when he squeezed both your breasts together.

"Feels good, right baby? ah!" *slurp* He wiped the dripping milk at the end of his lips with his tongue, and you couldn't process. You felt so wet. And he knew you very well. After all, you've been together for so many years.

"Lay down baby. I'll fuck you while I drink you." You never thought you'd ever hear that sentence but there it was.

𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈

— toji has always been an experienced man. he has definitely tried a lot of things. but there's always areas to expand knowledge and new things to learn. he wouldn't do anything that makes you uncomfortable but he knew the person he was marrying wasn't ordinary. you, deep down, were just very dirty like him.

You had your legs stretched on the sofa, upper body resting on your husband's lap. Since you guys had a baby, it was very rare for you rest. Being a parent is the best thing in the world but it also feels worse than a 9to5 sometimes. Today was a good day though. Your boy was sleeping soundly and you had some quality time to spend with each other. Well, it's hard to go on a date at this time, but you both were just happy to be in each other's presence.

Toji was mindlessly flipping through some channels after he got bored halfway through that one movie he was watching. His emerald eyes fell on your ipad screen where you were scrolling through what seemed like a baby product websites.

"I thought we had bought everything for little gumi." You looked up at him then back to the screen.

"Oh this isn't for gumi bear. This is for me. These are called breast shells."

"What? Show me." He took the ipad from you and carefully observed the product you were supposedly buying. "So what is this a fashion accessory for mommies now?"

"Hehehe," you giggled. "No, baby. My breast oversupplies sometimes and it ruins my dress. They prevent that." You watched him as he sat there in silence, poking his tongue inside his mouth. Within two seconds, he flipped you on the sofa, and gently climbed on you.

"Why are you buying that shitty thing when I am right here?"

"Toji, what do y—OH MY GOD!" he pulled out both your breast pretty quickly, all thanks to your maternity clothes. He knew you won't stop him. He knew you would get wet when he'd do that. And he was right on the money. He started sucking so hard, you felt...foreign. He had sucked them a hundred times before but watching him flick your nipples with his tongue and the milk trailing down, fusing with the tastebuds until it goes transparent and his adam's apple bobs when he gulps it. fuck.

Toji's obvious boner grinds against your heat as he suckled on those pretty tits. The wet patch on your panties were now staining his grey bottoms too.

"Overflowing down there too, mama? Hmph," he chuckled. You were to focused on the feeling of his lips on your nipples that you forgot to see his right hand moving down to cup your heat.

"Ngh—twoji," you mewled.

"Don't worry, baby. I'll take care of you." Thick fingers circled your wet clit, "Ya don't need those shells or whateva when i am right here." He is a great husband. He even saved you so much money that you were gonna spend on those silicones.

𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔

—suguru worships you. it isn't obvious but you can feel his devotion towards you. the way his droopy eyes lights up when they fall on you, or his ears turn red when you kiss him. he loves how you take him in, struggling a little at first because he is girthy and a bit long, but when he bottoms out, you finally exhale and relax your walls around him. holy shit. he loves it. but this time, something different struck his curiosity.

"fuck. you sure we can do this baby?" He asked.

"'s okay, sugu. doc said we had to wait like six weeks and it's been three months." You were so busy in your post pregnancy life that you barely got time for just each other. You hadn't even kissed properly in months. "plus," you reached for his cock, "i need you." Those last words came off as a whine. You needed him and who is he to deny you off your pleasure.

You were on top of him as you positioned his boner to your entrance. He watched as your cunt swallowed him. This time, not struggling as much. Thanks to dilation.

"anh! suguuu~ mhmm missed your cock." You moaned so beautifully, he found himself falling in love over and over again. Yet, something was different. Normally, his eyes would focus down on how you well you take him as you ride it, but today he had found something rather more interesting. Your big tits bumped against his face and he couldn't take his eyes of those nipples. Those glistening nipples. He could see droplets of milk settling and honestly, they looked so fucking tempting. He let his intrusive thoughts win as you felt a warm sensation on your boobs.

"haaa—fuck. sugu, mhmm—no, it's gross" He didn't reply. He didn't need to. Pretending he didn't hear that was just right. Why would you even think anything about you is gross. He would kiss the soil you walked on.

"so fucking sweet. my sweet girl." *sucksucksuck* "these are f'me too, right? these were made f'me. hmm...sweet *suck* fucking *suck* girl.

congratulations. you just unlocked his new kink.

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎

—nanami is a gentke lover. we all know that. he is only mean in bed if you ask him too. that alone needs a lot of convincing because he is scared of hurting you. he is not too kinky but you can't say he's completely vanilla. he enjoys wrapping a tie around wrist as be eats you out. he also found himself getting hard when you called him "daddy." So yeah, he is a little kinky. But not in a million years Nanami Kento would've thought he would get hard watching you wipe the excess milk off your breasts.

"So i just put her down to sleep," you walked out of the baby room, with your left tit out, wiping it with a napkin. "What do you want for lunch—Kento?" He immediately broke the staring contest he was having with your boobs and looked at you.

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"Is everything alright? Is there something on my breasts?"

"Yes—I mean no. of course not." It was rare to hear panic in his voice which only made you mroe curious. You walked closer to him, hsi breath heavier than usual.

"What's wrong, Ken? Talk to me." shit shit shit. you were too close. he could feel your wet boobs rubbing against his cyan blue shirt. If you got any closer, you would loathe him for having a boner for such thing. He was ashamed of himself.

"Why are you looking away, baby? Do you not like me anymore?" Fuck. You're so stupid. Not like you? That man is in love with you so much. He cannot contain himself. You tried to get closer but he tripped on the foot of the couch and felk on it upright, and you on top of him.

oh.

OH.

You could feel it between your legs. You didn't even kiss him and it's not like you were seducing him earlier so you connected the dots pretty quickly on why he was hard.

"hmm hmm" you giggled. "is this what makes you hard you, ken? my lactating tits?"

"don't say it out loud, please." it was so fun seeing him all flustered. you adjusted yourself on top him as you thought of something very dirty.

"wanna taste? i know you're curious." he hesitated a bit, but a man like him can only go so high with his walls before he breaks them and let's his wife take control.

He started off with a few licks, testing his feet into the water. It was sweet with a hint of tanginess. The moment he felt it squirting a lot when he sucked, he fell in love. He acted like a kid who had just discovered magic. You chuckled between your heavy moans as you witnessed him trying to fit in your tits in his mouth as much as he can. You start grinding on him and it only makes him more desperate. He taps your thighs, a cue to pull your dress up and throw it in the floor. You watch as he hungrily latches his lips on your nipples quickly again. Your dress was not even off your arms yet. Nanami had discovered his obsession when he watched you squeeze you tits to squirt your milk on him.

𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀

—sukuna didn't even think it was possible for him to have a child as him being a curse and you being a human but here you were. he was in love with you. maybe his expression for love was different than others, but you felt it. be wasn't an embodiment of rage, but rather an overflowing confidence in his skills. That's where the cockiness came from. Existing for over a 1000 years, he thought he had experienced everything. Well...he was wrong.

"So...you just out this device on your chest and it gathers your milk?"

"Yes. It's called a "breast pump" and not a device," his vocabulary according to the new era was still weak but he was working on it.

When you detached the the vaccum of the breast pump from your boobs, Sukuna's eyes were fixated on them. He loved your tits. He had his fair share of biting and sucking on them till they were sore, but today they looked so plumped and so...succulent??

"What are you staring at? You want to drink it too or what?" You joked as you closed the lid of the bottle.

"Yes." You stared at him. Two minutes of complete shock snd silence.

"What?"

"What? You said if I want to drink it, and I answered."

"Yeah but—"

"Be a good wife, my little human. Good wives obey their husband's wishes." (Please let the feminist in you shut up for a sec and enjoy cuz i know he'd say smtg like this)

"Kuna...I don't know. It's nasty, y'know?"

"I think you're forgetting that I am a monster, baby. I ate you out during your those days of the month. This is less dirty." He yaps a lot someone shit him up before I die from embarrassment.

Sukuna laid you on the bed gently after getting you undressed. For the first time in so.many years, you were feeling shy again in front of him. It was quite an amusing sight to enjoy for him. He summoned a mouth on both his palm and licked your nipples. He wasn't sucking yet, but the hint of sweetness still laced his tastebuds.

"I am going to squeeze your breasts in my mouth now, okay?" Why did he feel the need to announce it? Weren't you already so flustered?

The tongues on his palm licked the skin of your tits before squeezing it when his mouth crashed against your nipples, spraying the milk. Sukuna sometimes forget you're a human. You're delicate unlike. The strong force of the suction made you whine and moan so loudly, it vibrated through the walls of the bedroom.

"mhmm I did not know my beloved wife enjoyed such depraved acts," he smirked when his thighs brushed against your bare pussy. you were dripping wet.

"Don't worry, little one. Let me please you. Hope you have pumped out enough in that bottle of yours. Because, I am going to milk you dry today."

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[p-antomime]

ਏਓ — lactat!on k!nk with ajax!

𖦹 minors don’t interact. ┊ wc: 1K.

𖦹 content: service dom!childe, unprotected sex, lactation!kink, small hints of pervy!childe, overstimulation, pregnancy.

𖦹 pairings: bf!ajax 'tartaglia' x gf!fem!reader.

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“You sure they don't hurt?” he asks raising his eyes and resting hands on the mattress below your already slightly weaty body, “They feel... so heavy.” 

“They don't hurt as much as you think, Ajax,” you reply catching the breath and letting the head fall back. 

It wasn’t from today that Childe made incessant questions about your much bigger and fuller breasts because of the pregnancy caused precisely by him, but as the days went by they seemed to get more recurrent and at every chance he used to ask about them, there was a gleam of curiosity behind his blue eyes. He seemed befuddled and at the same time determined to get something that you couldn't discern with certainty until now. 

“But if they hurt, you’d tell me, wouldn't you?” 

He asks and licks his lips to wipe them clean of your slick and you raise an eyebrow not knowing what exactly Ajax was getting at. He had literally just finished making you have the most mind-blowing orgasm of your life and the first thing he wanted to talk about were your tits; maybe you picked the wrong Fatui guy to date. 

“Suddenly too worried about my tits,” you retort and see a smile slowly open on his soft lips that were now wet with saliva and your juices. 

“It’s just natural that I care too much about you after fucking a baby into you, no?” he whispers and ghosts his fingers down your thighs, massaging them gently; you could still feel the slick wetting them a little, “Besides, someone must have told me a while ago that pregnant women’s breasts get more sensitive over time, but that there's a pretty easy way to deal with it.” 

You let the head fall to the side, the way his fingertips were drawing imaginary circles across your skin near your still dripping pussy left no doubt that Ajax didn’t intend to let you out of that bed anytime soon. 

“Who told you that?” 

Childe leaned toward you and let his lips take hold of your neck in kisses and nibbles that eventually became sucks before he answered you, “A certain doctor.” 

As he finished speaking against your skin, Ajax slid his fingers higher, rubbing your clit without much force, just enough for you to be distractedly whimpering as his eyes slid to your tits again starting to leak the warm milk that was usually wasted soaking the bed sheets or dripping down your belly from the beginning of the pregnancy. 

Your boyfriend had already memorized the way they leaked every time he rubbed and toyed with your puffy clit, but he wanted more than that. Seeing was not enough, imagining the taste of your milk was no longer enough to make him cum while he was away from Snezhnaya without access to your body. Childe needed more! He needed to cup your tits with his soft lips and suck the milk out until his thirst was quenched and start this whole process all over again when he was thirsty again. 

His other hand slides down to unbutton and unzip his pants and then discards them beside the bed on the floor, his face moves closer to your tits and his mouth hovers over your nipples already wet with the whitish liquid. If Childe hadn't been so into it, he would have been embarrassed at the way his mouth salivated just from his fertile imagination tantalizing him with thoughts of sucking your milk out until it left you almost dry. 

His fingers rubbed your clit more nimbly and all his lips needed to do was open up and let his tongue lick your nipple before taking it inside. 

Ajax felt satisfied, almost in heaven, feeling your warm sweet milk overflow into his mouth and down his throat. His eyes rolled up in pure bliss as his hand kept rubbing your clit with your juices returning to leak in piles and the other pumped his dick up and down, making the sticky sound of pre-cum spurting fill the room completely. 

You, on the other hand, were holding on to the last thread of self-control not to cum again. Your tits were indeed more sensitive, and it seemed that every sucking motion from Childe made them even more so, but it was so pleasurable, so good that it left no room for discomfort. Your head got dizzy as your felt all the spasms coursing through your body and the warm sensation at the bottom of your belly become more intense, your hips forced against his fingers working on your clit, and little gasping moans in the shape of his name came from deep in your throat.  

Your hands wrapping themselves on his giner hair and pulling his face further against your milk leaking breasts was all the permission he needed to continue. 

Ajax wrapped his arms around your body and pushed you down until your tight hole was hovering over his cock. You could feel the swollen tip rubbing against your folds and without even realizing it a whimpered “P-Please” escaped from between your lips.  

Childe slammed deep inside you, his mouth still sucking your milk out and releasing your pleasure at a level too intense for your poor overstimulated and overblissed body to handle. As a result, your pussy squirted over his dick and walls held him inside massively, hugging him with no intention of letting him pull away. 

He almost thought he was going to cum at that very moment and accidentally let your nipple slip between his lips as he stared at you with dilated pupils, flushed cheeks and your milk dripping down his mouth and chin. It was such a lewd scene that it didn't even seem real. However, the Fatui didn't give you much chance to watch him like this for long, he resumed sucking the milk out as he began to thrust himself into your dripping pussy. 

“A-Ajax, ahn! My milk–it, t-there won't be any left for our—” 

He interrupts you with a groan and lets your breast escape his mouth briefly only to speak, “You can always make more for our son and me, I know you can, princess.” 

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[manjiroscum]

pregnancy diaries: cotton candy

summary: the journey of motherhood is never easy from the first morning sickness to when the water suddenly breaks. such precious yet arduous nine months deserve to be recorded for memories.

character/s: bonten!sano manjiro

warnings: f!reader, mature language, hints of pregnant sex, nipple play, lactation kink, reader gets anxious, pregnancy, mentions of violence, mikey keeps a gun under his pillow, fluff, and use of pet names. Minors do not interact.

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wc: 4.1k

MONTH 0: WEEK 3

Dear pumpkin,

Your daddy and I just found out you’re already making a home in my tummy this morning. Amazing how things escalated, but we’re not complaining at all. I never thought you were the reason as to why I was suddenly feeling sick, thinking it was the sushi we ate the previous week. But turns out, I’m the only one feeling this way. The doctor told me you’re the size of a poppy seed right now. You’re so tiny… Can’t wait to hear your heartbeat angel and have sonograms of you. Your daddy is just as excited as I am. We all are, especially his colleagues. Love you so much, pumpkin.

“The lady back in the clinic, she told you to do this?” Manjiro peeked past your shoulder to see what you have written on paper. Hand absentmindedly rubbing your stomach, you hummed in agreement with a soft smile gracing your lips. Thoughts slightly distracted at the idea of a small life now growing inside of you, a product of you and your husband’s love. That and the endless nights of leaving Bonten’s headquarters earlier than the rest to have fun. While Manjiro never told you he wanted children this early, he was never opposed to the idea at all. Although, it did come as a surprise after today’s visit to the nearby clinic. And despite how hard he tried to remain emotionless, you definitely caught your husband shedding and wipe a tear out of happiness while he held your hand as the doctor announced your pregnancy.

“She said she did this with her firstborn many years back.” Relaxing into his palm that held the back of your neck, you watched as his onyx eyes read the words you wrote. A ghost of a smile on his lips. “I thought the idea is a good one. Not only for, you know, memories but for our little pumpkin, too. Something for them to read…”

“Pumpkin?”

You nodded. “Yeah, isn’t it a cute nickname? It’s better than to give them an odd one just to be unique, ‘ya know?”

“Would you also be writing that you’ve caused the scarcity of ice cream at the nearby 7-eleven?”

Whether he was joking or not, you couldn’t tell with the way he sounded so serious. Either way, you pouted at his words and crossed your arms together. “Wow, as if I’m the only one who ate ice cream these past few days.” Brow raised at him, you then squinted your eyes at your silent husband avoiding your piercing gaze. “I know you’re the one who ate my Häagen-Dazs, ‘Jiro. There’s no point in lying or dodging this.”

“I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about, angel.”

MONTH 1: WEEK 5

Dear little pumpkin,

Today was pretty unpredictable. I went to the clinic feeling a bit sad since your daddy said he might not make it to hear your heartbeat. If you will ask me why, please be patient since it isn’t something kids should know. Still, I will tell you once it is the right time. But just as I was about to head in, your daddy arrived with your Uncle Sanzu, as he would like to be called, in tow. Once again, I’ll tell you in full detail soon how chaotic it was. What matters is that we heard your adorable heartbeat. Your daddy cried at the sound of it and I did, too. You’re definitely growing day by day, my angel.

Eyes wide, your mouth was agape at the abrupt entrance of your husband and his right-hand man, Sanzu Haruchiyo. Blood splatters on their attire close to gleaming under the white light of the clinic. The mothers outside waiting for their turn along with their husbands were clearly suspicious and alarmed by their appearance. Who wouldn’t be at the sight of Bonten’s higher-ups and the evidence of their recent carnage in the clothing they wore? However, nothing mattered at that moment other than Manjiro's presence and the effort he had to exert to be here.

“I’m sorry if I wasn’t able to text you that I’ll be here,” Manjiro whispered, placing a kiss on your cheek before you were asked to lay on the bed. Those steely dark eyes never leaving you, ready to pounce on anyone who’d be stupid enough to hurt you while he’s around. “Was too caught up on getting here on time. Won’t happen again on the next visits, I swear.”

“It's okay, love. I’m just happy you’re here now,” you murmured, left hand in his and fingers intertwined with a squeeze. A comforting smile is what you shot him upon seeing how rigid his stance is while sitting on the stool beside you. “Don’t worry too much, ‘Jiro…”

“How can I not?” he whispered, still following your obstetrician’s every move. “You know I have a lot of enemies, angel—” The rest of his words died down when the hem of your shirt was lifted by the doctor. His thoughts were drowned by the initial fear of his enemies bursting through the door that Haruchiyo was guarding like an unmovable force. That was all that occupied and ran through his mind until a heartbeat broke through his noisy state of mind. Onyx irises locked with yours that were glassy as the sound of your baby’s heartbeat resounded in the four walls of the room. His grip on your hand tightened, although not painful or uncomfortable in any way. No, it was out of relief and other combinations of emotions that came out in the form of teardrops. “Angel, is that…?”

MONTH 2: WEEK 7

Dear darling pumpkin,

My love for you grows stronger as the days pass by. It hasn’t been easy waking up and feeling squeamish. Everything is changing, specifically mommy’s body to accommodate your nine-month stay. Sometimes, I eat food paired oddly that I normally wouldn’t even consider putting near my mouth. Thankfully, your daddy doesn’t say a word about it. You may see him as aloof at times, but he truly cares for us. This morning during breakfast, a rare sight of him cooking pancakes greeted me. And despite how he is rarely home due to the nature of his job, he comes back as much as he can and earlier than the usual times I’ve gotten used to seeing him. He can’t help but get excited to feel you kick soon. I kind of dread it though, cause some mothers say it will hurt at times. However, if it means you are healthy, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

You stifled a gasp, head buried further into the pillow. Sweat coated the flesh under your chin. Sensitive—your breasts were super sensitive that you were quite sure if Manjiro would pinch them one more time, you’d cry out. Heavy was his gaze, hands cupping and fondling your tits. This wasn’t a new occurrence since your husband has always been fixated on them ever since. What was new, however, was the idea of tasting milk from them once you were lactating revolving in his mind among other things. No matter how many times you told him it hasn’t happened yet, Manjiro couldn’t stop massaging your nipples.

“Love, I-I need to pee…”

“Wait,” he murmured, leaning down to suck on one of the peaks, eliciting a muffled whine from you. The heels of your feet digging into the mattress at the touch of his tongue, hot breath awakening goosebumps on the flesh. “Lemme play more. Don’t you miss me?” Mouth pressing a chaste kiss on your left tit, he grinned down at your flustered expression. “Weren’t you just complaining that they’ve become tender?”

“Yeah, but…” Softly hissing, you fought back a moan when he popped the breast into his mouth, sucking on it gently. Ignorant to your nudges for him to leave you alone so you could pee. “‘J-Jiro, I really, really, need to go.”

MONTH 3: WEEK 9

Dear precious pumpkin,

Sometimes I couldn’t sleep at night because I worry about your future. Your Uncle Sanzu blames it on the prenatal pills, but I hardly think that is the cause. I guess it is one of the many things I have to get used to now that I’ll have a child. Plus, there are times when I look in the mirror and see the effects of lack of sleep… It makes me sad. Lucky for me, your daddy has been nothing but supportive. No one at his organization believes he got out of bed at four in the morning to buy the cup of pudding and chilly sauce I wanted to snack on. The doctor said you’re about the size of a macaroni or an olive. Crazy to think a tiny being like you is making all these changes in me. I hope you’re growing well and healthy inside, angel.

Manjiro was close to throwing the mirror you were holding up to your face across the room or out the window and down to the busy streets of Tokyo. There was nothing wrong with getting acne or your stomach slightly bloating. To him, you were the prettiest woman he had ever laid eyes on and will always be until the end of time. But of course, you wouldn’t take his words for truth which frustrated him. And to think you were just doing your routine skincare before bed that led to this situation.

“Love, do you think I’m—”

“You’re not ugly. Practically fucking far from it, angel.” Taking his shirt off, your husband narrowed his eyes when you frowned in disbelief. It wasn’t until he threw his shirt on the nearby basket that he spoke up again, this time, his tone was more solemn. “Why on earth would you, my wife and the one carrying my child, ever be hideous in my eyes? Huh? It doesn't make sense. Explain that to me.”

“I don’t know…” you sniffled softly, warm tears starting to form and blurring your vision. Hand setting the mirror down that Manjiro was quick to pick up and flung it to the couch. It was a miracle it didn’t shatter with the way he threw it like it was mere dirt. Strong arms envelop your form, albeit not tight enough to cause discomfort for he was afraid to hurt you or the baby. Figure melting into his embrace, you inhaled the faint scent of the fabric softener from his shirt. “Sorry if I’m so emotional.”

“It’s alright, love.” Body pulling back slightly to grab your hand, he pressed a kiss on your knuckle. “Don’t ever think I’d see you as ugly because you’re fuckin’ beautiful. Especially now that you’re having my baby, angel. So fucking beautiful.” Hand patting your belly, he added in a more light-hearted tone. “And so is our baby.”

MONTH 4: WEEK 15

Dear adorable pumpkin,

Your daddy and I were super happy today. Not only do we get to eat at a delicious restaurant to celebrate such a momentous occasion, but we finally got to see you, my angel. As you can see in the photo below, you’re so cute and I wish I could hold you soon. The doctor said you’re the size of a pear and your daddy couldn’t help but marvel at the fruit, holding and imagining it’s you. I hope you could also hear him talk to you every night. I can’t wait to know whether you’re a girl or boy, but that doesn’t matter much to me for as long as you stay healthy. Love you so much, my sweet angel.

Looking at the sonogram of your baby, you winced when a tingling sensation ran in your gums as you chewed on the apple slices your husband prepared. Rim of the glass of water against your lips, you set the photo down and got up from the couch to look for Manjiro. The craving for ice cream, cotton candy and juice was aggravating you, especially since you were asked to cut back from the sugary stuff. The sight of your husband by the refrigerator snacking on a taiyaki made you groan in jealousy that caught his attention.

“What’s the matter?”

“Lucky you could continue eating sweets,” you mumbled, nearing the refrigerator to grab the leftover salad. Heading back to the living room couch with Manjiro in tow, you raised a brow when he didn’t sit next to you. Chewing and swallowing the avocados, lettuce, and strawberries, you raised a brow at him. “What? Come and sit down, ‘Jiro. I won’t bite. Wanna watch a movie?” Not waiting for his response, you grabbed the remote and switched the television on. Careful not to step on your toes or breathe the wrong way in your direction, your husband settled next to you.

Despite how quiet he is the entire duration of the film, he was thankful the deities above heard his prayers for once. The last time he annoyed you by just eating his sweets on the couch was the worst, having him evicted to sleep in the guest room.

MONTH 5: WEEK 18

Dear pumpkin,

I hope you are sleeping soundly in there. Sometimes, I feel like you’re trying to say something to me since I feel a sort of bubbling or fluttering inside my belly. Are you happy there? You’re getting bigger indeed and I can’t help but feel emotional every time. Daddy vows to keep you safe, especially now that I’ve become bigger and sometimes my lower back hurts. I can’t even believe I almost forgot about our anniversary. The doctor did say it is part of being pregnant that I tend to become forgetful. I just wish I wouldn’t get so dizzy easily. And if you must know, I decided to ask the doctor to keep your gender a secret in the end. Your daddy and I wanna be surprised after all. One of his friends told us to hold a gender reveal party, but your daddy loves his privacy like he loves his sweets. I hope you stay healthy as ever, my angel.

Manjiro wiped off the sheen of sweat from your forehead and chin using a washcloth. A satisfied smile on his usual passive features mirrored yours after a round of kissing and more. The dress you wore for tonight lay folded on top of his clothes. The gold Cartier bracelet he gifted you gleamed under the warm lamp light. Chest rising and falling to a steady pace, you reached up to cup his cheek, mouthing a ‘thank you’ to him. He pressed a kiss to your hand. Your husband then ran his palm smoothly on your belly. His black irises roved across your skin, caressing the stretch marks that streaked on your abdomen.

“You okay? Do you think the baby is alright?”

“Yeah, I’m more than fine. I’m sure the baby is, too.” Pointing to the direction of the bathroom, you slowly sat up. “I have to pee—mmph.” Carrying you in his arms gently, Manjiro didn’t say a word after he gave you a chaste kiss on the lips as he walked to where the toilet is. “I could get there by myself, you know. But thank you.” You giggled at his show of strength, arms wrapped around his neck and pecked him there. He merely hums in approval.

MONTH 6: WEEK 23

Dear little pumpkin,

There may be nights when bad guys might be out and about. But no matter what, I will keep you safe. Away from harm and silly ghosts that might try and scare you. However, we both have to be brave when we need to be. Your Uncle Sanzu suggested that we get a guard dog, but I think getting you a puppy once you’re a bit older to understand would be better. Plus, I don’t think your daddy is ready to welcome a puppy into the penthouse just yet. You’re a bit heavy now and it is sometimes hard to walk with swollen feet so your daddy is worried about my safety. Yesterday, I felt you kick hard in the middle of the night, which got me all giddy that your daddy got a bit spooked. You do pick the strangest moments to make yourself know, huh. Love you my darling.

“Woah, calm down.” You then sighed, rubbing your startled husband’s back after squealing out of delight at feeling your baby’s strong kick. The gun in his hand glistened under the moonlight, one he kept religiously under his pillow if anyone decided to sneak up on him while he was asleep. According to him, it has happened before—way back when he was still starting out Bonten. Thankfully, it hasn’t occurred since. But one can never be careless. Watching the way Manjiro tried to calm himself down and place the weapon into the nightstand’s drawer, you waited for his breath to even out. “Sorry if I scared you, love. I was… just excited.”

His eyes turned to look at you before asking. “What got you squealing in the middle of the night?” His voice was hoarse from sleep, eyes still squinted until you guided one of his hands to your huge belly. The bright grin on your face said it all. Happiness is certainly contagious that those soulless eyes had a tiny spark in them, fatigue immediately dissipating.

“I felt the baby kick, ‘Jiro. It was a strong one, too.”

“Really? Do you think it’s as strong as mine?”

“If it were, I’d have a hole in my tummy.”

MONTH 7: WEEK 26

Dear sweet pumpkin,

A few more months to go and you’ll be here in my arms. The doctor said you’re about the same size as a red cabbage. She also said you’ll be able to hear and see inside my tummy. After knowing that information, I’m sure you’ve been listening to the classical music I’ve been playing. Upon searching on the internet, it’s supposed to make you smarter. Your daddy is always looking forward to feeling you kick. I do wish he is around more often around this time of the year. But I can’t blame him since his job can be demanding. I hope you don’t feel lonely like me and enjoy the food I’ve been eating to keep you healthy. Love you so, so, much my little angel.

Feet aching and swollen, you shot a glance at your husband speaking with Sanzu and Kakucho. The bento box you made for you and Manjiro sat on the coffee table, still untouched. The trip to his office was an uneventful one, yet you were buzzing with joy upon riding the elevator up to where he is. However, you weren’t anticipating the meeting to take longer than planned. Hiding your discomfort was futile as a hiss of pain left your lips when you tried to move and get comfortable. Manjiro’s eyes were immediately on you, excusing himself to approach you and get on his knees to apply pressure on your swollen right foot.

“Angel, does it hurt so much?”

Seeing the lingering gazes of the two higher-ups of Bonten, you coughed. Silently hinting for Manjiro to stand up from his kneeling position. But that didn’t matter to him, brows pinched as he added more pressure to where it ached, having you almost moan out in contentment. Kakucho was the first to notice his boss’ sharp glance, quickly leaving the room. Sanzu, on the other hand, had the audacity to stay for two more minutes until your husband stood up and gestured to the door. Apologizing softly at the retreating pink-haired executive, you sighed in relief when there were no more judgemental eyes, back sinking further into the couch. Manjiro let out a puff of air at your actions, shaking his head lightly before resuming his massage on your foot.

“‘Jiro, that can wait. We must eat lunch first,” you muttered, yet lacked the conviction to have him stop completely which he noticed. “I bet you’re starving. You did skip breakfast to get here early…”

“Yeah, just let me finish this,” he murmured, continuing the kneading of your foot that produced more soft groans and asking him to do it harder from you. If anyone were to pass by, they’d think you two were having sex instead of a wholesome scene between husband and wife.

MONTH 8: WEEK 30

Dear lovable pumpkin,

Your daddy is such a silly man at times. You’re still in my tummy yet he wishes to give you a sibling so you wouldn’t be lonely while growing up. And while I’m opposed to the idea, I want to love you with all of my heart first as I will do so for your future siblings if there would be any. It is quite hard to walk around the penthouse because you’ve become so big and heavy. I look like a penguin waddling around, but your daddy says it is a cute sight to see. It won’t be long until you’re here with us. Everyone is so excited that Koko, one of your father’s friends, gifted us baby clothes. Suggested names for you were tossed onto the table, but it is quite hard to decide since we did keep your gender a secret. Please continue to be healthy, even if that means you kicking my tummy most of the time at night. I love you so much, my baby.

Mewling into the neck of Manjiro, you then let out a gasp when something leaked out of your breasts after he pinched your nipples. Many nights have passed since you were able to sleep peacefully. Backaches, more stretch marks, swollen feet, and the baby kicking was enough to keep any pregnant woman awake most of the night. Now that you were lactating, your tits were far more sensitive than ever. Your husband didn’t share the same bothered sentiment as you, contented in kneading and tasting the milk you were producing in the wee hours of dawn.

“Love, I-I don’t think I could take it anymore,” you sobbed, trying to pry off his hands from pinching your nipples until they were rock hard. “Aren’t you t-tired? You’ve been at it since we got to bed!” A stuttered breath from you met the skin of his neck when he leaned down to lick off the milk that dripped down to his hands. It was such an obscene sight that would have your hormones acting up, leading down to the path of soft sex but not tonight. You were far too exhausted for that now. “P-please? ‘Jiro, let’s g-go to bed.”

“Fuck. More, baby, let me see these tits leak one more time. Yeah? Just one last time and we’ll sleep.”

MONTH 9: WEEK 39

To my dear pumpkin,

These past few months have been the most magical I’ve ever experienced. Who knew having a baby was such an amazing thing? But I won’t deny how terrifying it can be, especially when the world you’re about to be born in is far from the common life that an ordinary mother can provide. Yet, know this… Mommy and daddy won’t give up on trying to give you a normal life, one that you deserve to have. Your father swears that he will keep you safe as he promised me back then, too. And I promise to be the best mother you could ever have. Time flies so fast indeed that I can’t believe we’ll be welcoming you soon. I can’t wait to hold you in my arms, my little pumpkin. Your daddy is even giddier than I am, although he tries hard not to show it since I tease him. I hope that once you read this diary of our journey together, I hope it shall not only bring a smile to your face, but to those with whom you’ll share it.

See you soon, my darling angel!

“Say hi to the baby, angel,” Manjiro cooed, holding up his daughter wrapped in cloth. Smiling brightly at the baby girl, you reached out a hand to caress her hand that was wrapped around her father’s finger. Tears brimmed your vision. You fought back a sob as took in her tiny appearance. Eyes memorizing the curve of her lips and the shape of her eyes.

“Hi, pumpkin… It’s me, your mother.” Manjiro handed you the child, the corners of his lips curled up in undiluted happiness while he bent down to kiss your forehead and face multiple times. Love in every peck and whisper of you doing a good job after ten hours of labor. The pride in his chest was at an all-time high. “You’re so small and so beautiful. Yeah, look at you. She’s so beautiful, ‘Jiro.”

“Beautiful indeed,” Manjiro said in a hushed tone, still pressing kisses to your face. “My two angels. Thank you, baby. Thank you for giving me a beautiful daughter.”

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#pat.✍️fics #tokyo revengers x y/n #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers smut #tr smut #manjiro sano x reader #sano manjiro smut #bonten manjiro smut #cw.fluff #cw.smut #tw.lactation #tw.pregnancy

[azurexsnake]

Actually…….

Inexperienced Koko who doesn’t even know what a lactation kink is until he gets with you and sees milk beading at your nipples. Can’t take his eyes off your chest and gulps when it slides down the curve of your tits. And when you ask him if he’d like to taste?? He’s so tentative and skittish, careful like you could break, or worse- think he’s weird for how obviously hard he is despite not fully understanding it himself.

But you don’t. You just thread your fingers through his silky hair as he suckles and make sounds that get his hips itching, air in the room cool against the sizable blotch of pre that stains designer cotton. He keeps his eyes closed, savoring the taste without a thought in his head but wanting more- perfectly relaxed until you brush the backs of your fingers over his cheek, smile warmer than the sun directed right at him, “You’re the perfect baby boy, aren’t you, Hajime?” And Koko fully loses it. There’s no way to miss the spurt of white that punches through the soaked fabric at the tip of his dick. Or how his lashes flutter when his eyes roll back in his head.

He’s hooked and fucked and thoroughly screwed and you both know it.

20+ Content. 19 & Under DNI.

#koko with a raging mommy kink confirmed #how did I not see this sooner??? #this is actually so stupidly obvious #tr smut #tr thirst #kokonoi hajime #tw.lactation #fem!reader #tw.mommy kink

[the-milk-anon]

anons get to know their favorite blogs better (ask five questions and put them in the ask box of your favorite blogs)

what inspired your blog?

what is your most liked post?

what is your favorite post?

what's the last picture in your gallery? (not necessary)

what is your favorite color?

hi anon 👋

favorite blogs huh?

i heard this ask is going around and rly didn't expect getting one myself 🥺💕

what inspired your blog?

short answer: gee @levmada slightly longer answer: kitty levi with a lactation kink (ye that kind of milk 💀)

what is your most liked post?

this picrew post :3 i honestly didn't expect it to blow up like this but i'm rly glad ppl like it so much :D

what is your favorite post?

hmm i don't rly make a lot of original posts 😅 prob the picrew post i linked bc so many ppl enjoy it and it's so much fun to watch it travel through all kinds of fandoms i'm also pretty happy with my aot actor au headcanons hehe

what's the last picture in your gallery?

the last one that's not fanart is this masterpiece

what's your favorite color?

black for sure. grey and green are nice too. used to be a sucker for blue and still like it a lot :3

thank you for sending this 🥺 i hope you're having a good day 💕

- 🥛

#ask game #🥛.info #🥛.mail #tw lactation #tw: lactation #tw; lactation #tw.lactation

[miupow]

the audible gasp that left my lips when you said soobin pulling you aside in public to get some tits. jaw dropped, my poor roommate thought someone died and im like nah ‘soobie tittie fixation’

maybe your wearing a low cut shirt or maybe he’s feeling anxious that day or just kinda needy. pulling you inside one of those family bathrooms to hold you in his arms, pull your shirt down -probably stretching the collar while he’s at it- then just suck until your sensitive i- then move to the other one until that’s one’s red and sensitive too. whispering little ‘thank you’s while his mouth is full, looking up at you with glassy doe eyes, maybe a ‘mommy’ every now and then (but you didn’t hear that from me) once he’s done he’ll pull your shirt back up, press another little kiss to your clothed boobs then a kiss to your lips and leave like he didn’t just make a mess in his pants from sucking some titties in a public bathroom.

ANNIE

mixing mommy kink and soobin’s titty fixation is DANGEROUS im losing my mind

RAAAAAAAAAAAA i’m so sorry but i can’t stop thinking about soobin lactation kink now… new parent hubby soobin who can’t stop begging for a taste ;(

hehe making him so embarrassed and pink in the face by telling him what a good sweet boy he is while he sucks on ur tits <333 ughhh n his muffled “thank you, mommy, i love you”s ugh

#lia’s hard hours 🔥 #tw.lactation kink #txt hard hours #txt hard thoughts #soobin hard thoughts #soobin hard hours #📥.requests #📥: annie! 💕 #nightly.nsfw #nightly.soobie

[miyaagis]

˖ 🕷️ ˖˙ 𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖐𝖙𝖔𝖇𝖊𝖗 𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

thirty-one days of hell on earth, each one more depraved and twisted than the other. can you handle it?

from oct 1st to oct 31st / 9pm cst

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⚠︎ DARK CONTENT / MINORS DNI ⚠︎

fri 01.10 — drugging / matsuno chifuyu [ tr ]

sat 02.10 — gloryhole / ryomen sukuna [ jjk ]

sun 03.10 — forced breeding / miya osamu [ hq ]

mon 04.10 — teacher-student / levi ackerman [ snk ]

tue 05.10 — piercing-tattooing / mitsuya takashi [ tr ]

wed 06.10 — lingerie / geto suguru [ jjk ]

thu 07.10 — wet dreams / oikawa tooru [ hq ]

fri 08.10 — period sex / eren yeager [ snk ]

sat 09.10 — dollification / kokonoi hajime [ tr ]

sun 10.10 — dacryphilia / gojo satoru [ jjk ]

mon 11.10 — hybrids / kuroo tetsurō [ hq ]

tue 12.10 — mile high club / kageyama tobio [ hq ]

wed 13.10 — eating disorders / haitani ran [ tr ]

thu 14.10 — virginity loss / fushiguro toji [ jjk ]

fri 15.10 — sex tape / miya atsumu [ hq ]

sat 16.10 — lactation / baji keisuke [ tr ]

sun 17.10 — abo / kamo choso [ jjk ]

mon 18.10 — degradation / bokuto kōtarō [ hq ]

tue 19.10 — massage sex / ryūguji ken [ tr ]

wed 20.10 — age gap / zen’in naoya [ jjk ]

thu 21.10 — dumbification / iwaizumi hajime [ hq ]

fri 22.10 — threesome / baji keisuke & hanemiya kazutora [ tr ]

sat 23.10 — cum play / geto suguru & mahito [ jjk ]

sun 24.10 — praise / suna rintarō [ hq ]

mon 25.10 — exhibitionism / hanma shūji [ tr ]

tue 26.10 — voyeurism / matsuno chifuyu [ tr ]

wed 27.10 — stepcest / sano shinichirō [ tr ]

thu 28.10 — somnophilia / oikawa tooru [ hq ]

fri 29.10 — pet play / haitani ran [ tr ]

sat 30.10 — biting-marking / hanemiya kazutora [ tr ]

sun 31.10 — monster-fucking / eren yeager [ snk ]

#skyetober.21 #haikyuu smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #tokyo revengers smut #attack on titan smut #tw.breeding #tw.dubcon #tw.noncon #tw.blood #tw.periods #tw.virginity #tw.eating disorder #tw.sounding #tw.lactation #tw.stepcest #tw.monsterfucking #tw.hybrids #tw.pet play

[shorkbrian]

(Baby Daddy)

Kirishima would get sooooo soft the second he finds out you’re pregnant.

Big fat tears would fill his eyes, the big man would be still for once in his life as it sinks in “I’m gonna be a dad?”. 

Then he’s scooping you up in his arms, hugging you to his chest as he rocks you side to side in the kitchen, kissing at your hair and your forehead and your hands and anything he can reach. You’re crying too, but for entirely different reasons.

When he finally stops crying long enough to lean down and kiss you full on the mouth, he’s too rough, sharp teeth tear open your lip and you sob “Kiri, ow!”

“Oh, oh ‘m so sorry baby! Oh no, oh baby I didn’t mean to hurt you, just got too excited ‘nd wasn’t careful. I’m sorry-”

You don’t want to hear any of it, pushing at his chest and crying harder and harder with each word that falls from his mouth. 

“I promise I’ll be more careful from now on, okay? Treat you so good, keep you safe and healthy and-and I’ll rub your feet, and get you whatever you start craving!” He’s already ahead of himself, ecstatic and overwhelmed with the information, hugging you too tight and hurting your joints. 

There’s no stopping him.

The sex before was wild and rough, the definition of “bed breaking”. 

Kirishima was almost feral, ready to shove his cock into you practically at all times, horny at the drop of a hat. You have to go on your tip-toes to reach a bowl in the kitchen? Kirishima’s slamming you against the counter and ripping your shorts down your legs so he can fuck your thighs, entranced by the little sliver of skin he saw when your shirt rode up.

You’re taking a shower? Kirishima’s bullying his way into the bathroom, practically drooling as he strips down, eyes never leaving your cowering, naked form. He hardly ever preps you well enough, so it always burns when he pushes inside you, but asking him to wait never worked. 

A sex scene comes on the tv while you’re taking a nap on the couch beside him and Kirishima just has to wake you up as he pulls you into his lap. Bounces you on his cock while you cry, tired and overwhelmed, groggy and confused at all the sudden stimulation. 

Kirishima only sometimes feels bad for finding your tears hot, as you whimper when he stretches you out. But mostly he lets himself enjoy his twisted desires, tells you it’s okay to cry, lays on the physical affection (kisses, petting with his hands, holding you close) extra thick while he’s fucking you just so you’ll sob harder. It makes you clench so deliciously around his dick.

But now? Now that you’re pregnant and carrying his child, the child that the two of you made together?

The man is gentle.

No more bending you over the couch, leaving bruises on your hips, fucking your throat like you’re a cheap whore. No more growling as he ruts into you, rumbling about how you can take it, how he’s going to get you pregnant, that he’ll breed you like a little cow until his seed takes.

Now he takes everything slow, even though it hasn’t even been a month since you’d taken the pregnancy test. You aren’t even showing. But he smooths his hands over your stomach anyway, eyes soft and twinkling before he kisses you softly, watches his teeth.

Kiri makes sure you’re comfortable during sex - he only ever initiates on the bed now, where it’s cushy and soft and you won’t get bruised or hurt. He handles you with careful hands, gently moving you about. The self control he exhibits is something to behold, especially when you can see how much he’s holding back.

He likes fucking you on your side, early in the morning or late at night, when both of you are sleepy and tired. He fingers you open, slobbers all over his fingers first to make sure he doesn’t hurt you, then when you’re good and ready he slides inside carefully, watching your body for any signs of discomfort. 

It’s easy, slow rolls of his hips, a gentle buildup to his orgasm. It washes over him so slowly and so gradually that sometimes Kiri doesn’t even realize it, just keeps his rhythm and only stops when he feels his cum squelching out against his balls.

Even though you’re pregnant, Kiri still likes to breed you.

Pushes you on your back and coos softly at you as he hooks your legs over his hips, catches one of your hands so he can hold it romantically, keeping eye contact as he pushes inside you in one, fluid motion. He likes to see the way you clench your jaw, determined to not let out any noise, little huffs of air puffing from your nose. 

Likes to snuggle after he cums, soft dick still tucked firmly into your cunt. He doesn’t want a drop to go to waste - waits until he gets hard again before fucking you slowly, making sure that you’re really, truly pregnant.

He gets gross and sappy, enough to make you flush with embarrassment and try to hide your face behind your hands. Leans down to mouth at your breasts, looking at you the entire time, only closing his eyes when they flutter shut from pleasure. “Can’t wait until you’ve got milk, you’re gonna be such a good mama.”

Kiri starts to call you “mama” at every turn. His previous petnames were more cutesy, “Baby” and “Sweetie”, but he likes reminding the both of you just what you are now. 

“Feels good mama? Looks like it does-” He’ll tease, rubbing at your clit with a spit-soaked thumb as he pants above your tits, spent cock limp against his thigh, a plug nestled inside your cunt. When you clench and suck it deeper as you cum, Kiri groans, cock giving a little twitch.

“Hey pretty mama, come give daddy a kiss?” As soon as he gets home he’s dropping whatever’s in his hands to grab for you (you learned early on - come when he calls, or else there’ll be punishment). A broad hand always plants itself firmly on your ass, squeezing and kneading your flesh as he sucks at your mouth.

You hate his stupid perfect mouth.

It gets worse and worse as time goes on, as your belly and breasts swell and grow heavy. Kirishima can’t stop himself from latching on like a baby, nursing at you with heavy sucks and teasing licks. You’re so sensitive from all the hormones that you can’t stop your hips from bucking up ever so slightly.

Then you can feel Kiri raise an eyebrow, feel as he drags himself out from under your shirt to wipe away the spit from around his mouth. You don’t have to look to see how hard he’s tenting his pants. 

“Can you cum from your tits? That’d be so hot little mama, wanna try?” And then he’s diving back under your shirt, redoubling his efforts in suckling at your chest, using a hand to grope your other tit while he makes a mess of the one with his mouth.

God, he’d just be so insatiable. 

At least he’d be trying his best to be gentle.

#Yandere #tw.nsfw #tw.lactation #tw.pregnancy #tw.noncon #tw.dubcon #Yandere kirishima #Yandere kirishima eijirou #kirishima #kiri #Kirishima eijirou #Yandere bnha #yandere boku no hero academia #male yandere #yandere eijiro kirishima #dark kiri #dark kirishima #dark Kirishima eijirou #dark Eijirou kirishima

[nkogneatho]

Just asking is it ok if I request a lactation kink for gojo?! Are your asks open!! No problem if it's not <3

𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐊

—cw: fem!reader with big boobies, lactation, nip biting, thigh riding, titty milk spray (bro idk what to call it), gojo calls you mommy.

—a/n: okay this is nasty asf and not everyone's cup of tea so don't read if any of the warnings ick you.

They say curiosity kills the cat. Not when it comes to Satoru. Not when it's you. The strongest always made sure to attain the knowledge of everything within his reach. That is how exactly you ended up mewling like a kitten when he latched his mouth on your lactating tits.

Gojo was always amused by your tits. How they looked so perfect, bouncing whenever you ride him. How it was always rubbing against his chest when he fucked you in missionary. But this might be his new favorite thing about them.

"Ngh—Toru," you purred.

"Fweel gwood, hmm?" He muffled with a mouthful of your nipple. "I lvove wyour twits—fuck!" He unlatched his mouth to moan, dark pink tongue swiping against milk glazed lips to taste it all, making sure he doesn't waste a single drop.

"You taste so sweet, baby. Makes me wanna have you for breakfast everyday." Satoru grabbed you by your waist, changing positions quickly so now you were on top of him while he laid back on the headboard.

"Toru? Baby, what are you doing?"

"Just lemme do, mkay?" You nodded and let him do his thing. Satoru's slender fingers toyed with the string of your panties, and soon enough snapped them apart. What's there to worry about? He'll just buy you another one.

"Grind on me," you weren't sure what he was upto but it's not like you had a way out of it. With the heat that was settled on your cheek now traveling your wet core, you started rubbing your pussy on Satoru's thighs. His body temperature was cooler than yours. It baffled you how he managed to keep his calm everytime as he toys with you while you here are burning with lust, shyness and pleasure. You straddled on him a few times before picking up a pace. However, Toru wasn't doing anything yet. You thought he was onto something more (he is) but all he did was watch you with his lustful gaze

"You close, baby?"

"Mhm—hafta cum, toru. Please," you begged grinding harder. That is when the white haired played the card up his sleeve. As you approached closer to your orgasm, Satoru grabbed your tits and squeezed them so now both of your bodies were getting messy with your milk.

"Toru, what—no. Look—'s makin' a mess," you cried, not stopping though.

"I'll wash it, babe—fuck! I need to do this," he pressed both your tits together, your perky nipples spraying his now opened mouth. And the missed drops traveling from his jawline, to his chest, then to his thighs which you were getting off on. You pussy juice and your tit milk mixed together. Tears formed your eyes, from the overstimulation and the embarrassment. It was too much. No no. You weren't crying because it was bad. You were crying because you felt like a pervert now that you were cumming, and whining his name so loud. That might've been the most intense orgasm you've had because it lasted thirty fucking seconds.

Satoru's hand let go of your tits—which bounced back—and snaked to your back, big hands rubbing you till you calmed down.

"Mommy did so good f'me." Your cheeks heated up once again in embarrassment of the nickname, and he chuckled at your reaction. You are so pretty. And he is so lucky to have you who let him play with you.

Yeah he washed the sheets don't worry.

#gojo x reader #gojo smut #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru smut #jjk x reader #jjk smut #gojo drabbles #gojo scenario #tw.lactation kink #tw.lactation #tw.dark content #gojo x female reader #gojo x fem!reader

[togesbunny]

inumaki with lactation kink? 😼

A/N: Sorry for the late reply! Been super busy lately but here it is :) I hope this is what you’re looking for ❤️

Inumaki Toge x reader

warning: breeding kink, lactation kink, pregnancy kink, riding

Breeding you and knocking you up was something that Toge intended to do. You were his bethrothed and he wanted you to stay home like the perfect housewife. What better way than to breed you until you’re big and round with child?

You’re so pretty like this, pregnant and with your tits much bigger than before. After a few months of the early stages of your pregnancy, your breasts have been leaking milk. You complain about how much they hurt. You barely undress in front of him, too worried and insecure about how you look. Oh, how Toge wanted to alleviate your pain and by brushing those insecurities away by drinking that sweet milk from your tits and fucking you like how he used to.

He found himself unable to keep his hands off of you. He’s been a little obsessed, if you will. You don’t seem to mind not when you’ve become much more sensitive to his touches. His mind was flooded with images of you split on his cock with your tits leaking milk, crying and begging him to bred you again and again.

He should be gentler when he fucks you like this but Toge doesn’t care, not when he’s balls deep inside of your warm, tight pussy. His mouth latched onto your swollen nipples, suckling harshly as he rhythmically fucks into your cunt. You’re moaning and struggling to slam your hips down on his cock, wincing as he pinches your other nipple. Sweet milk floods in his mouth and he quietly groans—it’s so addicting.

“Master,” You whine, cunt fluttering around his cock, pleasure shooting down your spine as he hungrily sucked the milk from your nipples. Ever since they filled up with milk, Toge never stopped touching them.

“Keep fucking yourself on Master’s cock.” Toge purred.

Entranced by his voice, you gasp with his name stuttering from your lips as you slammed your hips down. He’s your master, your lover, your everything and you’re so happy that he loves touching you like this—breeding you and playing with your tits that are filled with milk.

#tw.breeding kink #tw.lactation #tw.lactation kink #tw.pregnancy kink #insecurities #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #smut #jjk x you #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen inumaki #inumaki x reader #inumaki x you #inumaki smut #ue.replies #anon ask #answered asks #asks #my asks

[p-antomime]

zhongli would be the type to suck on ur tits to drink your milk while you're pregnant with his child

you're so right, anon, really, really right, but i'll go further, shall we?

zhongli didn't think he could get even more in love with you and your body until he saw you pregnant with his child, with your tits heavy and full of milk, with almost every part of your body becoming hypersensitive that just a little kiss from him on your neck made you completely melt. and, honestly, who could blame zhongli for starting to have the guilty pleasure of wanting to feel how your tits felt around his mouth, letting some milk leak out? it was your fault, he would convince himself of that, after all: you who came out of the shower wrapped in a towel that barely covered your milk-filled breasts, you who wore tank tops that barely covered your growing belly and your cleavage that seemed to invite him more and more to shove his face on it.

and zhongli would only be overcome by his desire when you were doing a google search on how to relieve the pain in your sensitive tits. who is better than him to help you with that? no one! besides, he knows a painless method…

"what? your mouth?", was the first thing he heard as soon as he talked about sucking on them to get some milk out.

"mhm, they're hurting because of the milk letdown", zhongli said with such certainty that he almost convinced himself that this was the truth, "and i can help you with that, can't i? c'mon," he patted twice on his lap inviting you to sit, "I can help you with that, sit here with me 'n relax, my sweetheart".

though you weren't so convinced, your feet took you to where he was and you barely had to make much effort to sit down: zhongli already had his hands on your body, first on your waist and then on your shirt to lift it to show your tits. heavy, full, perfect for him; his mouth was salivating just imagining your warm milk going down his throat and tongue.

as his soft lips brushed against your nipples and began to suck the milk out, zhongli felt his own eyes roll up in bliss and pulled your body closer. he knew it would feel good, but not on this level; it was so hot and almost sweet that it could make him obsessed and addicted. it was only a matter of time before zhongli started sucking harder and harder, until it was impossible for you to suppress the small gasps and stop your hips as it started to force against zhongli's obvious boner.

the goal wasn't to fuck you right then, really, but from that moment on it had turned, after all, if he could give you his milk weeks before, nothing fairer than for you to give some of yours to him in return when he's balls deep in your pussy, right?

— genshin masterlist.

#genshin smut #genshin impact smut #zhongli smut #zhongli x female reader #genshin x female reader #genshin x y/n #genshin x reader smut #genshin x reader #zhongli x reader #genshin zhongli #tw.lactation #tw.pregnancy #zhongli scenarios #zhongli drabbles #(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) — kiki's answer ​ᵎ

[mulberrysilk]

I've been thinking about husband nanami on our wedding night and like he just puts into a mating press and 9months later there's two little hims (one boy and one girl) crying in the middle of the night and he gets up to help feed them but he wouldn't have it any other way and he can't wait to put another one inside.

Nanami Kento x f!reader

cw: smut, Husband!Nanami, pregnancy kink, body worship, lactation kink , not proofread

a/n: omg addfshshd I love this thought. It’s so domestic yet still full of love AHHHHH *screams* I want marry a manz like Nanami and I’d be set for life 🥺

Half asleep, he turned the other side, the sheets ruffling softly as he did and draped his arm over to where his favourite source of warmth would be, brows furrowing to find it empty, the heat on that spot growing cold. Slowly as he came to, his ears picked up the unmistakable sounds of high pitched cries coming from across the hall.

Throwing the blanket off his form, he slipped on his Navy cotton plaid pyjamas before taking careful steps out of the bedroom, rubbing his eyes on the way to the nursery. The wails gradually grew softer , finally comforted and calmed down. The white wooden door was slightly ajar and before making his presence known, he took a peek not wanting to intrude the little peace you’ve finally managed to create for the little ones.

Your humming was gentle and soothing as his eyes scanned the unlit room only illuminated by the moonlight. The two cribs were the first thing he sees and he took note of how one was empty and the little toddler on the other one was standing, tiny hands gripping the wooden bars looking onto the corner of the room. By where the bookshelf was, he finally found you. Sat and gently rocking in the rocking chair with your little boy in your arms, the straps of your silk chemise loosely hung off your arms, one of your breasts exposed as you nursed your son, your eyelids fluttering shut still longing for more sleep.

A soft smile tugged on the edge of his lips at the sight, his beautiful wife and his beautiful children all in one room was a peaceful sight he didn’t want to intrude on but always wanted no matter what, to be a part of.

Nudging the door softly open, he stepped inside, his daughter whining softly and bouncing impatiently in his crib as he looked at you. He scooped his daughter in his arms, the little girls with tufts of light blond hair burying her face into his chest, immediately comforted by his presence and like a miracle fell asleep within minutes.

“Ah,” you winced softly, the tug of your sensitive nipple latched on by your son being sucked and tugged too harshly. He was fast asleep and yet he was still drinking your milk. You softly sighed and decided to put him in his crib again, sleepy eyes taking in the room only for you to blink a couple of times to make out your husband’s bare torso bent over Yuka’s crib. “Kento,” you softly sighed, heart warming at the sight of him.

“Why didn’t you wake me?” He whispered, stilling the rocking chair so that you could stand and quietly make your way to your son’s crib.

“You looked really tired…” you replied just as hushed as his tone, leaning over the crib and gingerly placing your son in his crib, tucking him in with his favourite blanket. “Besides I can handle it on my own.”

Nanami softly sighed before gliding his hands around your waist and closing the gap between your back and his torso, his bare skin radiating warmth on yours. His lips brushed against your ear as he clasped his hands to lock you in his embrace.

“I know you can but you don’t always have to, we’re a team,” he rasped, eying the two little bundle of joys whisked away to dreamland.

“They look so much like you,” you giggled softly, bringing your hand up to the nape of his neck feeling his lips against that sweet spot in the crook of your neck. “Especially Kenjiro.” You smiled down at your son, caressing his chubby soft cheek.

Nanami hummed deeply, hands on your waist not able to resist the urge to let one roam higher to cup your aching, swelling breast while the other trailed lower to your sensitive mound.

“K-Kento,” you gasped, your walls clenching immediately quick at his hot touch. You were already dripping wet, a side effect whenever you breastfed and you squeezed your thighs shut, embarrassed when he finds out how slick your folds were but his deft fingers had breeched their way to your aching cunt.

“Mhm,” he lowly growled,satisfied to feel his fingers easily coat with your slick. . “Let’s take this to the bedroom so I can take good care of you. Show you just how much I appreciate you.”

You nodded and you were swooped bridal style in his arms, your hand coming to mouth to muffle your squeak of surprise. Nanami captured your lips in his as he carried you out the nursery, quietly closing the door behind the two of you before he laid you on the bed.

“Kento,” you whimpered, staring up at him.

His eyes wandered your form, loving the way your chemise was bunched slightly round your waist, the hem dangerously high up your thighs the matching silken lace panties with a saturated wet patch tempting him further.

“Darling,” he purred, running his hand up your leg, kneeling on the bed, cock hardening in his pants. “Why are you being so shy?” He teased, leaning over you, propped on his elbow as he let his hand trail up your body, missing your cunny on purpose. “I’ve touched you like this before…many, many, times.”

“We just…it’s been awhile,” you stuttered, voice small and meek, cheeks hot. “My body’s not the same as it was after having the babies,” you admitted, looking away, lips trembling, embarrassed.

“Your body,” he rasped, pulling down your chemise to expose both breasts heavy with milk. “has changed to carry two of our children. Be proud.”

A soft moan left your lips when his tongue licked a strip on your breast, lapping across your sensitive nipple. “K-Kento…”

“I know how much they hurt sometimes,” he purred, massaging your breasts, a shaky breath of relief leaving you. “Shall I relieve that pain?”

His narrow Fox eyes gazed at you with such intense warmth and adoration that you nodded without hesitation, the love you had for your husband making the familiar ache of desire pool in your lower belly.

Nanami watched your eyes flutter close when slipped his hand down your panties to toy with your swollen clit while he massaged a breast in one hand while his mouth was latched onto the other.

“K-Kento…if you keep doing that—the sheets will get messy,” you shakily breathed out, walls clenching around nothing as pleasure sparked in your core.

“I’ll clean it up,” he replied, his mouth off your breast momentarily. You caught a glimpse of his salvia that had slicked your soft skin and how it glistened in the dark room, white milk leaking out your perked nipple.

Your cheeks heat up and your arms moved to cover your chest out of embarrassment, before you could do that, his lips latched unto your breast once more, eliciting a gasp from you.

Nanami was a little dissatisfied with himself at the thought of you being insecure of your body, he must not have been reassuring you enough with how much he adored you. The children took up your time while he was working, and even at night, when things would get just a little heated, the children’s cries would have the both of you up and alert to tend to them, the sexual tension immediately evaporating.

He pressed the pad of his two fingers against your clit, massaging them in circles slowly and tracing your slit to gather your wetness and spread it all over your cunt.The taste of sweet milk made he hum deeply, finding it beautiful that this was the milk that nourished his children. How could you be so shy of such a thing? Motherhood was a look he didn’t know he’d adore so much on you. Conceiving wasn’t hard for you and him as a couple, weeks after your wedding night you had began to feel ill in the morning, had cravings and mood swings that he was able to soothe. Those signs were were as clear as day.

Slowly, he slipped the two thick digits into your sopping cunt, a soft moan leaving you at the almost forgotten feeling. Your whole body ached with heat, needing to be touched everywhere to soothe that ache and your husband was doing just that. His blond hair was messy with sleep and his broad, toned upper body made your mouth water. It’s been so long since the two of you had been this close. Your hands ran along his back, feeling the ripples of muscle that moved when he did. Your nails indented into his skin when you felt his fingers curl inside of you, slowly pumping and easing his digits in and out of you with precision.

“K-Kento, n-need you,” you whimpered, begging for more, so easily riled up from his loss of touch for so long. “Please.” Your hips moved on its own, grinding yourself on his fingers greedily. “Don’t want to come on your fingers—mhmf—want you inside me.”

“As you wish,” he simply replied, sliding down your panties and discarding them somewhere in the bedroom. He stripped himself of his pyjamas before he settled between your thighs. His cock was erect and throbbing to be buried inside of you. You stared at the sight of your husband completely bare, remembering the many times his thick member stretched your walls and stuffed your cunt full.

And with how you laid before him reminded him so much of the cherished wedding night. You, laid on your back, looking up at him through half lidded eyes, pupils blown wide with lust, lips wet as you breathed heavily. Completely vulnerable to him. And only him. The memory was completed and the wash of deja vu hit him when he pushed your thighs to your chest,cunt fully exposed to him now.

He positioned the underside of his cock against your slit, slowly rocking back and forth to coat himself with your arousal, a deep hum leaving him while a sharp inhale came from you. You wriggled your hips a little to tell him to not keep you waiting and if it hadn’t been so long, he would have preferred to prolong that pleading glazed look in your eyes.

“Impatient are we?,” he teased, before he sheathed himself inside you inch by inch, going slow to feel the way your walls open up and stretch to accommodate his girth. His name left your lips in sweet refrains, your fingers clutched the bed sheets and your back arched in anticipation, so utterly in need to feel him close.

“Kento, f-fuck me, please,” you whimpered, arms wrapping loosely around his neck and core clenching when he bottomed up, cock head snug against your cervix.

“You don’t have to ask twice, my love.”

Slowly he pulled back, watching the strings of your arousal rip apart from your cunt and his skin. You shuddered at the sensation, moaning wantonly and nails digging into his flesh. You were hot around his length, walls pulsating with need and clit so pink and swollen.

“Another one,” he spoke, your brows furrowing as you panted, searching his eyes for what he meant. He bucked his hips forwards, filling you to the hilt once again. “Let’s have another baby.” Before you could answer, he began to work a steady rhythm. The passionate paced glide of his cock in and out of your sopping cunt had you squirming and wrapping your legs around his hips to feel him deeper. Consumed by the delicious pleasure swirling in your lower body, you tried to move your own hips in tandem with his, moaning his name over and over.

“M-missed you,” you managed to blurt out, walls squeezing him tight. His pelvic bone brushing your clit with each deep stroke.

“I missed you too,” he groaned softly, thrusting into you with all his worth, missing the way your cunt hugged his cock, making you cry out in sinful indulgence. He was going to make you swell with child once again. He needed to. “You take me so well, darling. Can you feel me? Feel me here?” He pressed his palm against where your womb would be, the pressure applied adding to the lust that made your head spin.

“K-kento! D-Don’t,” your head shook from side to side, the feeling too intense. But he didn’t stop. No, not with the way your cunny was sucking him in, almost begging to be filled with his cum.

His skin was hot against yours, both of you glistening with sweat in the dimly lit bedroom that soon filled with the scent of sex and the sounds of skin slapping against skin, Kento’s deep grunts, your muffled moans and the slippery wetness of your cunt. Your body jolted with each thrust and Nanami watched in a trance at your cute lewd expression and the way your heavy breasts bounced, pearly white milk dribbling from your pebbled nipples. The added fullness of your body from your pregnancy making you curvier, sexier. Even more tempting than you already were.

His hand grabbed your soft breasts, rolling the stiff nipple between his fingers as he continued to rut into you, his head dipping to your chest to lap the sweet honey from your tit. Your back arched into Nanami, your oversensitive breasts making your stomach coil.

You babbled his name over and over like a chant, your fingers finding purchase in his soft blond locks. Your grip grew tighter making your husband moan against your breast, signalling you climax. Whie exploded behind your eyes as everything came crashing down, your cunt clamping around his cock as you came. Nanami came soon after, not being able to hold back his own orgasm. You softly moaned at the sensation of his cock twitching inside you, hot ropes of his cum filling your womb, your body shivered in delight.

Nanami remained for a couple of minutes still inside of you, relishing in the long missed closeness and intimacy that had not occurred in a long while before pulling out, ready to hold you in his arms after cleaning you up.

But before he could get off the bed to grab a towel, your hand held his wrist, tugging him not to go as you shifted from your laid position to your hands and knees. Nanami swallowed thickly at the sight. Your plump ass up in the air, giving you a view of your cunt stained with his white cum, your hand reached under you to spread your folds for him, still needy for more. Greedy.

“M-more,” you softly spoke, your lustful gaze locking with his eyes, his lips between his teeth, cock twitching to life once more.

In a blink of an eye, he was settled behind you, his hands gripping your hips, tightly. What kind of husband would he be if he denied such a sweet simple request?

#jjk.smut #tw.lactation #tw.pregnancy kink #tw.breeding kink #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #Nanami smut #nanami kento smut #nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #💍.nanami #jujutsu kaisen x reader

[azurexsnake]

Kakucho, Mikey, Izana, Kazutora, and Rindou all have lactation kinks they will admit to. Sanzu has one too but you’ll have to catch him in it cuz he’d sooner die than tell you in any way

#tw.lactation #i said what i said #and now that i think about it #koko has one too and he goes beet red if you ever bring it up

[absolutvirgin]

❛𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐲❜

𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔— fushiguro toji x f!reader

𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒆— jujutsu kaisen

𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎— one-shot

𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆— nsfw

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔— lactation, mentions of pregnancy and baby, reader is a mama, masterbation, nipple play, toji drinks breast milk, creampie, vaginal penetration, degradation, biting, reader kinda (?) scratches his back, squirting, toji drinks your fluid.

𝒗𝒊𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒏 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔— we’re gonna ignore how i wrote for day 3 before day 2. i promise i’ll finish it soon 😩

𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕— 0.8k

being a new mother was hard, ontop of being a good wife for your husband, toji fushiguro. you had just put your newborn down for a nap, toji was out attending to his job. you finally had time to yourself, which as a new mother wasn’t something you often found.

your favourite room had become the laundry room. it was quite, warm and pleasuring. “fuck, fuck, fu-“ your moans came to a stop and you whimpered, your orgasm denied. you opened your eyes. there was no way the load had finished already-oh. the machine had been turned off.

in front of you stood your husband. he gazed down at you with hard, green eyes. in the depths of his emerald eyes swirled an emotion you weren’t unfamiliar with. it was, after all, how you got pregnant the first time. you gulped, looking up at his form that towered over you.

“you’re home early.” you smiled up at him, your cunt fluttering in need. tojis eyes travelled from your smile, down towards your breasts. you had chose not to wear a bra, you were just going to be in the house all day. around both of your nipples, the shirt had dampened.

toji didn’t respond, instead he began to undo his belt that held his cargo pants on his waist. you whimpered, unconsciously spreading your naked lower half. his cock was hard, and you began to wonder how long he had been watching you. his hands grasped the bottom of your white t-shirt, ripping it over your head harshly.

toji wasted no time, his hand gripped the bottom of his dick, lining it up with your dripping cunt. “oh fuck,” your cunt gripped him tightly, not allowing him to slip in as quickly as he pleased. he grunted, forcing his way through your right walls until he had bottomed out.

“such a naughty whore, getting off to the washing machine while i’m at work.” he growled, kissing his way up your stomach until he got to your hardened, leaking nipples. his tongue flattened, licking all of the milk his tongue could find. his dick twitching inside as he cleaned your breasts. you whined, your voice high pitch, as he softly nibbled on your nipple. his other hand, toying with the opposite breast. he began to thrust, slow but deep, sucking your breasts dry. his hands squeeze your breasts, as if it would help the flow of milk. he finally comes up for air, hands moving down to the back of your thighs. your hands reach, locking behind the nape of his neck. he lifts you with ease, moving so your back is now against the wall.

you grind forward, meeting each of his perfected strokes, your juices soaking his cock. “so wet, hm?” he groans into the nape of your neck. he runs his tongue over the juncture of your neck and shoulder, before biting down. your hips falter in their bucking momentum, a loud mewl leaving your lips.

“yes, yes, all for you.” you whine, tangling your fingers in his raven locks. the squelching noise echoing throughout the laundry room is so obscene. the smell of sex, strong in the room as your husband plows up into you. the pull of his heavy, stiff cock inside of you earns a string of endless moans from your plump lips.

“did the washing machine make you feel this good, little one?” he continued his assault on your neck.

“hmf, no.” you mewled, pulling his hair as your toes curled. “you make me- make- make me feel s’ good!” your thighs begin to shake, tightening around his hips.

“yeah? you gonna cream on my dick? let me fuck you till you’re so dumb you only remember my name?”

“yes! please, toji!” but he pulls out, and you whine, he has you grinding against his abdomen searching for a release. he laughs darkly, lowering you to the floor.

“such a needy lil thing, you are. don’t worry, i’ve got you.” he lifts your legs over his shoulder, fucking into you like there’s no tommorow. that warmth that had begun to form just minutes earlier, rebuilt at a faster pace. your eyes rolling into the back of your head, claws sinking into your husbands muscular shoulders. your breathing picked up, your whines hitching in your throat.

“toji! pleasepleaseplease-“ you wailed, your orgasm approaching fast. “i’m gonna, ‘m gonna!” you weren’t able to warn him as your body went limp under him, tongue sticking out as your body trembled uncontrollably. your clear liquid splashed all over him and yourself, pooling on the tiled flooring.

“fuck.” he grunted, his strokes not faltering at his advancing high. “that was so fucking hot.” his balls slapped harshly against your ass. “shittttt” he came with a long groan, burring his cock as deep as your cunt would allow him, his seed painting your gummy walls white.

he removed his soft cock from your warmth, taking in the sight of your exhausted body. “someone’s gotta clean this up.” he leaned down, slurping up your juices. you watched through lidded eyes as he went as far to slurp your liquids from the floor. “you taste so good, little one.”

#tw.lactation #tw.nipple play #tw.milf #toji fushiguro #toji zenin #dilf toji #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #minors dni #kinktober #kinktober 2021 #tw.creampie #tw.unprotected sex #tw.masterbation #tw.vaginal penetration #tw.biting #tw.scratches #tw.squirting #breast milk

[bokutoslittlebird]

Cowgirl reader with Ushijima as her caretaker/milker

This was fun to write I’ll admit but it’s legit just thirst don’t think too much while reading it. Also a heifer is a cow that hasn’t had a child yet its not supposed to be derogatory

Warnings: I use milk as a word for cum, lactation, monster girl? Half breed? Something

USHIJIMA THE FARMER or rancher. Imagine it: him, with a nice tan and maybe some freckles as he lifts big stacks of hay and gives them to the animals. The horses love him, always crowding around him when they see him. He has on a cowboy hat he occasionally takes off to wipe the sweat from his brow, only to put it back on so his face is shaded but there’s a glow in his eyes as he tends to his daily chores. All leading up to his very last chore of the day: milking his prized heifer.

You stay in a cozy little area all to yourself. Since you’re half-animal, half-human, you’re treated a bit more humanely than his other cows. And you’re not bred by his bulls either. Your milk is absolutely divine and he prefers it straight from the source, finding it helps him get along with his day faster.

You’re given clothes, but they’re often taken off when it gets too hot out during the summer, so he’s not entirely surprised when he walks in to your naked form, curled up in your little napping area. He hates to wake you up, he really does, but it’s his last chore for the day and he hasn’t missed a single chore since he started working here. You don’t seem to mind being woken up especially when he’s so gentle with you.

He doesn’t know what it is. Is it because he takes a few sips of milk from your supple breasts before properly milking you? Does the relief of milking make you horny? He has never figured out the source, but you’re much easier to milk when he’s pumping you full of his cock. You’re no more than a dairy cow, needed for the milk you can produce from your breasts. It fetches a high price, a cowgirl’s milk, so he can deny it tastes better than regular milk.

You’re moaning as your hands hold you up against the wall, your walls being spread as his hands tug and milk your breasts into the bucket. Even once he’s done with getting the milk from you, he plans on giving you some of his own milk. Sometimes you drink right from the source like he does, but most of the time he just fills you up.

His cum inside you can just make you go right back to sleep, stuffed full of warm cum oozing out of you and basking in the sunlight. It’d be a shame to leave you now, seeing you so deliciously spread out for him. He has a few more minutes to spare, he thinks as he moves his face closer to your cunt.

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[hornime]

MOMMY’S GIRL | MIYA OSAMU X F!READER

warnings: 18+, timeskip!osamu, f!reader, whew um feminization, mommy kink, titty sucking, lactation kink

a/n: i was like ‘who has the biggest tits hm’ and then i remembered i already wrote something for bokuto so this is me switching gears and pushing the osamu agenda

"you’ve got such pretty tits, mommy.”

you’re peering up at osamu with puppy dog eyes, your head resting on his chest as your finger traces circles on his flesh, precarious close to his underboob. motivated by a sudden need, you swipe your thumb over a nipple and a slight shudder reverberates throughout his body.

“yeah? you like ‘em?” his words are just a shade over a whisper, his voice breathy. 

“of course i do,” you reply cheekily, pinching a bud before dragging your hands down to cup the bottom of his tits. “they must be so full ‘n heavy with milk, mommy. don’t worry, i’ll take care of that.”

he makes a confused noise that’s quickly kicked out of his throat as you place wet kisses along his pecs, making his sensitive skin bloom in goosebumps. osamu’s hand finds its way to the back of your neck, desperately urging you to continue.

“mhm, they are,” he nods, his other arm raising up above his head and clutching at the pillow. “please suck ‘em, baby. make mommy feel good.”

you snicker, he’s such a pillow princess, before letting your lips seal around the nipple that’s not being toyed with by your fingers. he gasps as your tongue pokes out to tease it, small whimpers escaping his mouth.

“ah, good girl,” he whines. “g-good girl, yeah, that’s a good girl, that’s mommy’s girl, you’re mommy’s girl, so good for mommy, yeah?”

you hum in affirmation, letting the vibrations stimulate his nerves and forcing his head to push back into the bed. detaching yourself from his chest, you crawl forward to kiss him, playing with his nipples by gently rubbing your palms over them.

“yeah, your girl. always gonna be yours, mommy.”

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