#tw.public

[iwaasfairy]

alpha iwa pleaaaassse

tw a/b/o, heat, jealousy, public

You've been progressively getting more and more dazy-eyed, long lashes and pouty lips nudging into his bicep where you sit leaned into him— he should've known what that meant. But everyone is talking and drinking, and he's laughing along with something Kunimi said when you go fix your lipgloss, and it doesn't hit him until you walk back.

Until the heavy sweetness of omega heat fills his nose and makes him snap his head back at you, getting that awfully protective feeling in his gut. The alpha in him is already antsy before he even realizes the damage. You wobble a little as you get back to the table, flushed and hot to the touch, and you let out the prettiest little whine when his hand reaches out for you automatically, instinctively.

It has him clenching his jaw, and a heat sink down into his center.

Your eyes flutter, and he lights up as he gets halfway towards you before you're moving to slide into his lap. His cock twitches to life in his shorts, and the scent only gets worse. You're smelling sickly sweet, mind-numbingly- and it takes every bit of focus he has not to lick a long strip along your throat when you shift around and nuzzle into his shoulder. Not to bite down hard and make you whine like the subby little thing you are.

Your weight pressing on his cock and thighs won't last though. Not if he's supposed to keep his thoughts to himself. His eyes snap to the stare of one of the beta bartenders as the guy seems to know exactly what's going on, and his hands slide up your body to slip under the shirt you have to pull you closer to him.

"Mh-Haji-" you moan. A low rumble falls from his throat. It makes him want to bend you over the table and fuck you until you're pleading with him— sticky and teary as thick globs of cum run down your thighs. Makes him want to sink his face into your clenching, pretty cunt and stuff his tongue inside you until you're squirming on his mouth.

The bartender motions, right as your voice sinks more, and the flushed look on your face betrays everything. You've gone into heat, in public, and he's supposed to take care of it. "Alpha-ngh," you squeak, and then he's standing from his seat and taking you with— as a louder grunt takes the bartender aback.

The beta hesitates, before puffing out his chest to the best of his ability, though his eyes keep flicking to you, and his tongue swipes over his lips. "We don't ... allow people inside during heats or ruts. It will make other customers uncomfortable." Your hot pussy's basically grinding against his hip as you cling on and your eyelashes brush his neck. "Please- you- you will have to leave."

Though his lip lifts to let out a low growl, Hajime glances back at the table. Everyone's gone quiet, both mated and unmated guys shifting in the thick tension, and the pink flush on Makki and Kindaichi's faces is clear. Oikawa's stirring his drink with a certain look in his eyes, but it's Kyoutani -true to his nature- who reacts first.

"She needs to stay," he says, and he stands up, "she needs to-"

"She doesn't need anything from you," Iwa barks back, by instinct, feeling how you shudder and cling closer to him at his anger. He's definitely rubbing his hard cock into you, making a wet spot because of his precum, and you don't seem to be faring any better. But he's only aware his free fist is clenched into the younger man's shirt when Oikawa speaks up, and claps him on the shoulder hand enough to knock him out of it.

"Well well, Iwa-chan- I think it's time for you to call it a night." The touch is grating and irritating, but it works. He releases Kyoutani, who's also currently two seconds away from starting a brawl, and nudges your face to look. You're gone. Eyes blown wide, lips puffy and flushed- the face of an omega who's about to start purring to get stuffed any second.

"Off," he grunts, "get to the car."

"Drive safe," Oikawa grins as he watches you wobble, unable to stop his eyes from dragging down your body- and Iwa only grunts. The skittish blond is quick to usher you along towards the door, as couples, other guests, everyone breathes a sigh of relief. And it makes some sort of pride bloom in his chest when you cling to his arm. His omega's the one. His omega. His.

It's instinct, nothing more, when he drags you along the side of the restaurant and you wobble along, huffing and whining and digging your nails into his bicep like you need something. As soon as he opens his mouth, you're already turning around and sticking out your ass to him, as your lip gets caught between your lips. "Alpha, alpha, please. Please, please. Mhm, need-"

"You're such a brat," he grunts out through his hot sweats, a slight smile coming onto his lips as you shiver when he leans in, "my girl. Mine. Mine, mine." It's instinct that he shoves his pants down his thighs and slides two fingers into the mess you've already made of your underwear. He can't exactly help it.

#iwa day! drabbles #honey mail #🍯honey.pot #tw.a/b/o #tw.public #haikyuu smut #hq smut #haikyuu #hq x reader

[croimilis]

sunshine

title: sunshine

rating: 18+ [no actual smut but it gets close]

character: leo valdez x apollo!reader (leo calls them sunshine)

words: 1,433

themes: established relationship, fluff,

warnings: allusions to smut, making out, public making out, cursing, some minor heavy petting

summary: leo can’t help but stare as you lounge in the sun

a/n: this is an anti-calypso account, so there is no mention of calypso or her relationship with leo in this.  all characters are aged up to 18+, this ended up smuttier than i intended and i am [not] sorry

Leo watches as you sit beside him, arms thrown out behind you to support you as your legs sprawled out in front of you with your head thrown back in peaceful bliss just enjoying the rare peacefulness and calm at Camp Half Blood. With the mid-July heat reaching soaring temperature, activities had been cancelled for the safety of the campers, it had only been a week earlier most of them ended up with heat stroke after a fully day of activities and Will had insisted it not happen again the infirmary was overrun with ill campers and he may have lost his mind in the chaos as there wasn’t enough well trained healer lefts in the Apollo cabin, yourself included as your gifts lay more on the side of archery and the arts. 

Which left the campers free to do what they wanted, most had opted to stay in the shade of their cabins or had enlisted the help of the Hecate cabin who were providing enchanted fans that would help campers stay cool. There were only really three cabins who were found out in heat, the Hephaestus cabin who was used to the heat from the armoury, the Poseidon cabin (which was only Percy at the minute as Tyson got called back down to their father armoury) who opted for staying in the water all day to avoid the scorching heat, and the Apollo cabin who were lounging about various parts of the camp enjoying the sunshine while they could. 

So while Leo was supposed to be working away in the armoury, or in bunker 9, you found a spot on the beach to relax the day away. Leo had seen you on his way to bunker 9 and just couldn’t help himself but join you for a little while, after all it had been a long time since the two of you were able to be alone with Chiron and Mr D really cracking down on two campers of the opposite sex being alone together after one of the Aphrodite kids and Ares kids were caught in a compromising position a few weeks before. 

While you could go to bunker 9 for a little privacy, you had been so busy this summer with teaching archery and taking care of the newest additions to the Apollo cabin, a sweet little 6 year old girl called Abigail, who had attached herself to your hip the moment she arrived at the start of summer, and Leo was busy working away in bunker 9 on his newest contraption or else he was deep in the armoury helping his siblings come up with new weapon ideas.

So you only really saw each other during lunch and dinner and the end of night sing-a-longs where you wrap yourself up in Leo’s arms and you tell each other about your day but it wasn’t enough. You missed him, missed his touch, his sweet words, and the way he lit your body up like a circuit board with just a single touch, and he missed you as well. Missed your sweet smile and angelic words, missed how your touch made him feel alive, as if every nerve in his body was designed to respond to your touch. So, of course he was going to relish in any moment alone with you that he could get, including right now. 

“You’re staring.” 

Your voice breaks Leo out of his trance, the teasing lilt and small smirk spreading on your lips causing him to roll his eyes affectionately while a smile spreads across his lips, he thought he was being sneaky as he came up beside you but of course you knew he was there you always seemed to know when he was around. “It’s hard not to mi corazon.” 

You look simply ethereal with your hair drawn back out of your face and the sun glistening off the light sheen of sweat that had gathered on your skin. How could you not? You were the child of the sun god himself and you were most certainly in your element with the summer rays shimmering against your exposed skin. 

You dip your head forward and turn to the side to look at Leo, eyes full of love and affection as they trail over your figure clad in a pair of shorts and your orange Camp Half Blood shirt which you had tied up with at the front with a hair tie to try and alleviate some of the discomfort caused by the heat while also exposing as much skin as you could to the sun. You let out a scoff at his words and roll your eyes at him, “I am sweating like a pig Leo, my hair is a frizzy mess because of the mixture of heat and humidity. I am a certified mess right now.”

“You are still the most beautiful person on this planet”

This time you snort at him, “Careful don’t let the Drew hear you, she’d have heart failure,” He just laughs as he reaches out to you and gently pushes you down onto the sand by your shoulder, following suit so he was hovering over you and placing his hands by your head to support himself as he leans down and places a gentle kiss to your lips. 

You melt into the kiss, your hands reaching up to wrap around Leo’s neck and tangle themselves through the little baby curls at the base of his neck. The kiss is soft and sweet at first, you’re just relishing the feeling of being in each others arms of being able to kiss each other without an audience around but it quickly turns a little more heated as you get greedy and tug on Leo’s curls. 

He groans at the motion, allowing you to slip your tongue into his mouth and deepen the kiss, absolutely desperate to have every little bit of himself he was willing to give in that moment. Leo indulges you, allowing you to swirl your tongue around his before he takes control and forces your tongue back into your mouth, opting to bite down on your lip which draws a soft whimper from your lips and electricity to course through your entire body to where you wanted Leo the most. 

Knowing what you want, Leo is quick to adjust himself so that now his knee was in between your legs pressing against you in the most delicious way. You whine at the contact, a small breathy moan leaving your lips that is doing nothing to calm the raging boner that Leo is now sporting, and Leo pulls back to chuckle against your lips, “My sweet little sunshine girl, already so desperate for me.” 

Leo words cause even more heat to spread through your body and you have to do everything in your power to stop yourself grinding against his knee, so instead to distract yourself you pull Leo back down to your lips and tangle your hands in his hair, giving a light tug every now and then that causes beautiful moans to slip through Leo’s lips. 

You were so greedy for Leo that you would have kept going and let him take you right there on the beach but the sound of voices causes the two of you to break apart before you can get too heated, some of which you recognise as being your siblings from the Apollo cabin (Will included) who seemed to have decided now was the perfect time for a quick swim. You let out a gentle ’fuck’, annoyed that they had interrupted your time with Leo, and Leo just chuckles as he takes a hand to gently run down your jawline so he could cup your check and press a quick peck against your lips before he stands up and offers you a hand, an enticing smirk on his face.

“What do you say we sneak off to bunker 9 sunshine? Hmm?” 

You’re quick to take his hand and he pulls you up into his chest, where you pull him down by his shirt for another quick kiss just before your siblings arrive at the beach, “That sounds absolutely perfect.” 

Leo is quick to start pulling you in the direction of bunker 9, offering a quick nod of his head to your siblings (apart from darling little Abigail who was spending the day with Lacy at the Aphrodite cabin) who are all giving you knowing looks and smirks with Will shouting after you to “make safe choices”, causing you to flip him off with a smile as Leo laughs. 

#august.wrtites #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson x you #percy jackson x yn #percy jackson x apollo!reader #percy jackson x apollo!yn #percy jackson x apollo!you #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez x you #leo vladez x yn #leo valdez x apollo!reader #leo valdez x apollo!you #leo valdez x apollo!yn #percy jackson fluff #leo valdez fluff #aged up!leo valdez #tw. allusions to smut #tw.kissing #tw.making out #tw.public #tw.cursing #tw.heavy petting

[dolliestfairy]

𝑂𝑜𝑝𝑠.. 👀 𓏲๋ ⊹ ֢

jjk, Genshin Impact, Naruto, & Haikyuu Men's react when they got caught in the act while fuck*ng with you ᰔᩚ ‌ིᨴּ ˒˒۪

ೀ𔓘 Tw : Smut, Public S*x, teasing, degradations, mocking. and maybe some misspelled words. lmk if i miss anything! ᰔᩚ Chubby reader fanfictions with no skintone of reader mentioned.

ೀ𔓘 Notes from Author ; tyvm for the long break. my head is like out of an ideas so i have to sort some things out to have an ideas again. and luckily and hopely from now on my heads will be full of these ideas lolol :3 ‌ིᨴּ ˒˒۪

꒰͡⠀Mdni

They Got Embarrased! This type of mens are a Huuuge shy bean! they got pretty embarrased when they got caught wet in you. wether the ones who peeks within it are his friends, his family, or even a stranger.. he still got sooo embarrased! you have to reassure him that everything is fine or later on he will get pretty embarrased that he want you to stop the deed for a moment 😭 but dont hate him though.. he's just super shy and he doesnt know how to handle it.. espesially if its his first time getting caught in the act.

( jjk ) ᰔᩚ Yuuji, YUUTA, Choso ( genshin impact ) ᰔᩚ AETHER, venti, KAZUHA, al-haitam ( naruto ) ᰔᩚ ROCK LEE, sasori, Yamato Sensei, minato ( Haikyuu ) ᰔᩚ Hinata, SUGAWARA, Akiteru Tsukishima, Akaashi, KOZUME KENMA, YAMAGUCHI.

They got a Little.. embarrased.. but Still continue anyway. these type of men will probably gonna stop for a second. its like when he pound into you and someones coming in but after that person sees you both during those things they immediately go out of the room, he's gonna have to proceed some things. its like he's... out of the server. but not even 1 minutes later he's already back and then he just like immediately grabbing you and then pound you Twice harder than before while saying some real real weird and nasty stuff.

( Jujutsu Kaisen ) ᰔᩚ MEGUMI, Geto, Nanami ( Genshin impact ) ᰔᩚ DILUC, XIAO, Ayato, ALBEDO, Zhongli ( Naruto ) ᰔᩚ Kakashi, NEJI, SHIKAMARU ( Haikyuu ) ᰔᩚ TSUKISHIMA KEI, SEMI EITA, Lev Haiba, MIYA TWINS, Kageyama.

THEY DOESNT GAVE A FUCK! what do you expect? do you think some buds or some strangers walking into the rooms will stop him from pounding your big ass hips? No! aint no fucking way. he'll gave whoever that person is some real fucking performance. wether they like it or not. And when that person wants to walk out of that room, he'll be quick enough to saying things like "hey buds! you dont want to check this out?! come see me tame my woman! i'll gave you some stuff to watch!" and others.. i know he's sound like a real Nuts, but.. thats who he is. you'll probably cant complain to him anyway since his excitedment will sped up the pace of his pounding, that'll make it the end of you. and just hope that he'll be merciful enough to not suffocate you with his teasing later on.

( jjk ) ᰔᩚ Toji, GOJO, SUKUNA, MAHITO ( Genshin impact ) ᰔᩚ Itto, SCARAMOUCHE, CHILDE, Kaeya ( Naruto ) ᰔᩚ Madara, OBITO, Sasuke, Kiba, NARUTO HIMSELF, HIDAN ( Haikyuu ) ᰔᩚ KUROO, Bokuto, KYOUTANI, Oikawa, TENDOU, TERUSHIMA.

DID I FORGET ANYONE? INSERT UR FAV!

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[nkogneatho]

I got train, Toji please. NSFW. Thanks Pasi 💕

You got the best option I am scratching my wall rn

˚ ༘♡ 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 + 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 .ೃ࿐

You would die of embarrassment if someone saw what you were doing. It was bad enough already that you were sitting on your husband's lap in a train. People ignored you thinking you're just that couple who likes PDA. Oh no but it was worse.

They would not hesitate to be disgusted and complain if they saw what was actually going on.

The soft tennis skirt concealing the unholy act underneath. Your walls were hugging Toji's girth oh so tightly. If it was any other place, you would be riding too hard till you went limp. But you were not allowed to. This was your idea yet it felt like you were the one getting punished.

Toji's hot breathe tickled your ear as he whispered, "don't move, baby. you'll get us arrested."

You looked back. A pitiful expression plastered on your face. "need'ta cum, toji. please." You mewled.

Now being the good husband he is, toji slipped his hand underneath the fabric. They travelled from your ass and reached between your thighs were your heat settled. His thick fingers—middle and ring—started rubbing slow circles on your clit. At this point, a few people had noticed but turned a blind eye.

"they're watching," you purred.

"yeah but i gotta make my pretty girl cum, right? go ahead, baby. make them wet with your cum."

The words encouraged and it was only a few seconds before you were shuddering on him from the bliss of your orgasm.

"lesgo home and then you can ride me all you want."

#toji x fem!reader #toji x reader #toji smut #jjk smut #toji x you #toji drabbles #fushiguro toji x reader #fushiguro toji smut #tw.public sex #tw.dark content #💭—ask games

[cythena]

HIS ROOMMATE

♡ ⌢ ₊ NOTES: scara x reader, also some childe but mentioned, sexual tension, public sex (library), unprotected sex, breeding, tall flirty scara, also another post encouraged by @iamnotgayiamstraight

how often did scara have to hear you two? yeah it seemed like every night he would be stuck listening to you and his roommate fucking. he questioned why you couldn’t do it at your place every so often or get a room— just whatever kept it out of his ears. you were always so loud and childe didn’t seem to care. he knew it was a shitty ego boost knowing scara could hear everything. the headboard slammed against the wall, you responded to his dirty talk with sentences strung together with mostly moans. it was real, it was hot, and it made him a little jealous.

after your time with childe, you would usually go home but occasionally you would spend the night— in childe’s room. scara wandered downstairs to grab a monster and hop on some game back in his room. he didn’t expect to see the light already on.

“you son of a bitch, i’m fed u-” he started, ready to cuss his roommate out for his insensitivity.

“oh! you’re his roommate?”

his feet froze in his tracks. he fully made it into the kitchen before noticing it was you standing there. two monsters sat on the island in front of you. a black nike tshirt was draped over your naked body, your nipples hard through the shirt. you smiled at him, seemingly forgetting your appearance and relationship. “i’m y/n!”

“i know,” he responded. “what are you doing down here…in my shirt?”

“ajax sent me down to grab drinks- oh and this is what he gave me to wear last time.” you wrapped your fingers around the cold cans. your pretty manicured nails tapped the aluminum. “you're always in your room when i'm here..." you pouted. your eyes flickered up and down.

you noticed his tank top clinging to his chest. his thighs seemed to almost protrude through his sweatpants. he was shorter than his roommate but very well built. childe said scara would occasionally accompany him to the gym, it was present as he stood with his arms crossed over his chest. you found your eyes tracing the shape of his muscles. were his legs the same?

“i kinda wish you left a little more often.”

scara immediately caught on to your intentions. he scoffed and pressed his arms further against his chest. “how bold, that work on childe?” he stepped closer to the counter, his tussled hair bouncing with each step. he learned against the white quartz and cocked his head. “expect it to work on me too?”

“is it?” you rested your head on your palm, ignoring the drinks you were supposed to bring upstairs. your nail drew circles on the counter as your avoided his eyes. you felt them shift from your own to your nail, however with a quick glance you found them still locked onto your face.

“don’t be shy now, or is this a trick? i’d only expect the best of these games from a girl like you.” you looked up with furrowed brows and pouted lips. you bit your tongue—you think. really you couldn’t come up some snarky response. scara only shut his eyes with a small smile.

“you’re meaner than your roommate,” was all you could spit out.

“i am.”

you snatched the cans up. “but you’re less of a tease than he is. very refreshing.” you smirked and left the kitchen. scara ran his fingers through his hair as you walked past him. he smiled to himself as he thought about you like you were long gone, ignoring the man you were returning to.

scara couldn’t stand being in the same house as childe at times. he could live at the library forever. he didn’t even read much, he only had his textbooks out to look busy however he was more interested in his phone. scrolling through various instagram photos.

“thought i might find you here.”

“hm funny, this would be the last place i look for you,” scara laughed to himself before looking up from his phone. you took the seat next to him in the back corner of the library. “you studying or just miss me?”

“guess. childe’s out with zhongli right now and i couldn’t wait to find you. i just wish it was a little more private.”

“your confidence returns. and what would you like privacy for?” he smirked.

“you’re such an ass, scara.”

“i know.” he cupped your chin with his extended hand. in a swift motion your lips were molded against his, slowly following the pace he set. your hands twitched in your lap. suddenly, your chair was kicked from underneath the table and you were pulled onto his lap. in a trance, you placed your hands against his shoulders.

you pulled away as quick as you started. his lips shimmered with your now shared gloss. “scara,” you panted, “we can’t do this here.” scara gave a mock frown. his hands rested on the back of your neck and waist.

“oh come on, afraid of getting caught?” you nodded. “then better stay quiet.” he hooked your panties to the side, dropping you down onto his cock you didn’t even notice he took out while pushing you by the neck. he muffled both of your moans with the kiss. your eyes shut and almost rolled back into your head. your arms tensed and hands squeezed his shoulders.

your hips rocked back and forth on his lap before he lifted you up. you didn’t sit fully on his lap to stay quiet. your head fell backwards as you relaxed. he dragged a hand from your waist to your upper back to hold you up. he stifled a groan of his own. “f-fuckin’ see why he’s so obsessed.” he also threw his head back.

“scara,” you moaned.

“sound so pretty…what a pretty girl.” you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“i can’t, scara i’m gonna-” you whined. he placed an index finger over your lips. he moved his hand now his thumb took its place. he smudged your dark lip liner with a smirk. before you could complain, he pushed his finger past your lips. the pad of his thumb pressed against your tongue.

voices and footsteps shuffled past the bookcase you used for cover. your eyes widened.

he dragged you down. “sorry pretty,” he shushed you, “i won’t let anyone see you. come on, cum for me now.”

it’s like his own sense. at that moment, he sat you down as your cunt spasmed. your thighs squeezed his own. you pulled his head closer to your chest as you came. your fingers were tangled in his purple locks. your cries of his name were much quieter with his thumb blocking the sound. your body seemed to grow hotter by the second. “ok pretty,” he hissed. “fuck, i’m gonna cum too.”

“inside please. it’s easier.” you looked down through your hooded eyes. your thighs quivered as he filled you up with hot cum. his leg lifted from underneath you.

“good job, pretty. i think i should keep you for myself. but you wouldn’t like that? you wanna be shared.”

you didn’t respond—seemingly too exhausted from the orgasm he sent you in within a matter of minutes. “m-more please scara. i need it.”

he chuckled, tucking himself back in and lifting you up. your hands found the desk behind you to hold you up. your trembling legs took a moment to regain some balance. one hand held you as he packed his stuff up. slinging his backpack over his shoulder, he helped you walk out of the library.

“where are we going?” you asked.

“my room, you still want more don’t you?”

“what the fuck! scaramouche?” you looked over your shoulder at childe and zhongli behind you.

scara grinned, relishing in his roommates surprise. “what’s the problem? we already share everything else.”

#♡ ⌢ ₊ cy. writes #anime #genshin impact #manga #genshin #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin smut #genshin scara #scaramouche #scara x reader #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche smut #scara smut #wanderer #wanderer smut #wanderer x reader #tw.smut #tw.breeding #tw.public sex #tw.unprotected sex

[fatherphilia]

Can you do Tobirama fucking Hashirama wife in public, like he has no shame

thank you for the tobirama request i love that man’s dick

tw. cheating , public sex under cut

shame is not a word in tobirama’s vocabulary. everything that man does, he does with the upmost confidence even if whatever he’s doing is less than respectful in most people’s eyes.

in his eyes, it’s justified.. after all, he was certain she had been the one eyeing him first and he saw the way her gaze drifted over his body whenever they were in a room together. her foot occasionally drifting over his leg under the table while hashirama was talking at a meeting.

what came next was only natural to him.

“quiet down.” the white-haired man snapped as his fingers pulled apart the top of your shirt, the chill of the evening air hitting you as the tops of your breast and collarbone were exposed to his gaze.

you hummed, leaning back against the wall. “i am being quiet. if you wanted no one to hear than you should’ve picked a different spot.” he’d pulled you aside after the meeting, pressing your body up against a random fence in the village, hidden out of the way of the main roads but easily visible to anyone who walked past. “perhaps you want us to get caught.”

tobirama grunted, the tips of his ears turning pink while his hands groped your chest, his fingers brushing against your nipples while his mouth moved in to drag kisses along your jaw. his lips trailing from it’s spot beneath your ear down to your mouth, teasingly dusting his lips across yours before pulling back away.

his knee pushed between your legs, forcing your thighs apart as he pressed his knee right up against your clothes core, rubbing slowly against your body as his finger rubs delicious circles across your hardening nipples.

you let out a soft whine at the sensation, your hips bucking up against his thigh as you feel the pressure throbbing between your legs. it was just his knee rubbing against you but you could already fill the wetness growing in your panties from his touch.

“fuck.” he groans out when his knee comes into contact with the growing wet spot on your shorts, “you like this, don’t you?” he doesn’t wait for a response as his fingers move to the waistband of your bottoms so he could slide them between your legs, his ring finger feeling the slickness dripping down.

a gasp escapes you as he does so, clenching your thighs together in embarrassment as you realize that he could absolutely tell how terribly needy you already were for him after just a couple kisses and touches.

“you never get this wet for him, do you?”, he asks teasingly and momentarily, your thoughts drift over to your sweet husband. sweet hashirama, the man who was meant to warm your bed day and night and supposed to be the only man you kept close in your heart. what would he think now if he saw you like this with his younger brother?

“of course not.” tobirama answers the question for you, seeing the flash of shame across your face even though you do nothing to resist his touches as he’s pulling your shorts and panties down.

for a second, you’re certain you hear someone walking by, perhaps a startled gasp but something tells you after one look at the man you were with, the individual left just as quickly as they came by.

tobirama leans in, his lips pressing against the shell of your ear, seemingly amused by the way your body had tensed up upon hearing someone in the vicinity. you could his hot breath against your ear as he whispered, “are you going to stand there doing nothing all day? i didn’t take you for a woman that lets the man do all the work.”

his voice breaks you away from your thoughts, a wave of embarrassment washing over you from the situation you had found yourself in but, your hands make their way to his body anyways, feeling along the ridges of his abdomen.

your husband was sculpted from the gods but there was something so raw about the way tobirama’s body felt and looking. under your fingertips, you could feel every scar, every ripple of muscle and thin lines. the thick white hair brushing against your hand as you trailed it down his abdomen and towards his pants so you could unbutton them.

“you’re handsome.” you commented while your hands worked to tug down the fabric of his pants and boxers just enough to expose his cock.

he looked as though he had something else to say but held back his tongue while he felt your hand wrap around the base of his dick, the throbbing shaft aching for your touch as you gave it a few test pumps.

you could hear the inklings of a moan, his eyes averting as his hips bucked every so slightly into the fist you’d made with your hand.

it wasn’t long before he couldn’t take it anymore and his hands were gripping you by your hips, lifting you up against the wall so the only thing keeping you up was his body and your legs wrapped around his waist.

the first push of his cock into your pussy has you gasping, the thick head pushing past your entrance. god, you had not anticipated the man to be so big but you supposed that it was a perfect reflection of the rest of his body (and, perhaps, his ego.)

“a- ah.. tobirama-”, you moan out, your body clenching around his dick as he fully bottoms out inside of you, his hips press against your body while his hand pushes your leg up higher.

“he could never fuck you like i could.” tobirama groans out as he’s thrusting into you, his hips ramming against your body at a pace that has your back aching with the way it was being so roughly shoved up against the wall as he reached the deepest parts of your body.

a whine leaves your wet lips, “i- i-”, you could hardly get your words out as your thoughts were consumed by the way this man was fucking you.

one his hands moved down to press a finger against your clit roughly, causing your body to jerk in surprise. “say it.” he ordered, his eyes narrowing as his thrusts continued. “tell me how much better i fuck you than my older brother.”

your breath hitches in your throat, your cheeks flushing. you couldn’t possibly say something like that, even though you were having sex with another man— you couldn’t do that to hashirama.

“i said to say it.” he grips your legs harder as he gives a particular hard thrust causing you to see stars as his cock hits a particularly delicious spot. “unless you want me to stop?”

“i- i-“ you were certain you looked a mess, drooling as this man fucked you against the wall in the village, your legs wrapped around his waist like you were some common whore and not the wife of the hokage.

you couldn’t handle him stopping though, not when you were so close.

“you fuck- you fuck me better than hashirama!” you cry out, feeling his finger rubbing circles into your clit while he pounds your entrance. there was an unmistakable grin on his face as he did so.

it didn’t take long for your body to reach it’s climax, your hips jerking against his body as your squirted your juices all over his cock, your thighs and body quivering as you arched your back against the wall.

feeling your walls clenching around him has him losing his own control, his hips pulling out in time to spill his seed over your stomach and thighs instead of inside.

when he finally puts you down, your legs are shaking like a newborn calf and you’re rushing to use your jacket to wipe off of cum he’d splattered across your body. “you could’ve just came inside..” you remarked absentmindedly which causes tobirama to raise an eyebrow in surprise as he gets dressed himself.

“couldn’t risk you getting pregnant.” he replies as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

you pause, your face flushing as you realized that he was definitely correct. fucking your husbands brother was one thing but getting pregnant by him, that was another thing entirely; a very, very bad thing despite how tempting it was.

tobirama sighs, shaking his head as he moved to help you finish cleaning off your slick thighs. “you should be getting back soon. my fool of an elder brother has probably worried himself sick.”

#naruto imagines #smut #tobirama x reader #my writing #tw.cheating #tw.public sex

[orchid3a]

🍙 88) "Your sugar daddy/mama know you come to me for a good fuck? Be nice if they did, maybe they could pay me to be your toy." SANZU pls <3

ask game!!

DANGER - S. HARUCHIYO

✦ pairing ↷ Bonten!Sanzu Haruchiyo x sugar baby!f!reader

✦ tws ↷ NSFW, fingering, edging, daddy kink, public sex, cheating (yn "cheats" her sugar daddy), pet names, a bit of degradation towards the end (sanzu's thoughts), poor beta-reading

✦ note ↷ sanzu screams 'fucking in the bathroom while mikey is doing business', obvs koko will then scold him so yep. here again to demostrate that both akashis love calling their s/o 'sweetcheeks'

reblogs and comments are appreciated!!

If someone told you two hours before, that you would find yourself bent over the bathroom sink, in a club owned by Bonten, and fucked by said number two, you would have laughed at them. 

Sanzu Haruchiyo, Bonten’s number two and “Mad Dog”, as some call him, had caught your attention the moment he and his boss entered the room. You were seated next to your new sugar daddy, an old man who couldn’t satisfy your lust, but at least he had money. When you saw him, your eyes shifted to his cyan hues, such bright and dangerous eyes attracted you like a moth to a flame. 

His entire aura screamed danger, but you have always been the careless girl, the rule-breaker and the girl seeking for adrenaline. 

A few sweet promises murmured in your sugar daddy’s ear, whose name was now a blurry whisper in the back of your mind, and you left him and went to the bathroom. Before leaving the room, you bat your eye-lashes to the pink-haired man, making sure he would understand the message.

When you heard a few minutes later, the bathroom’s door closing and a presence behind, you knew you succeeded.

“Ya know, pretty girl, that playing with fire is dangerous, right?” He asks smirking, you giggle wrapping your arms around his neck, bending him closer to your height.

“I’m a bad girl, so what will you do, pinkie?” You tease him, your hands going down, playfully tugging his belt.

“Pinkie? Want to see what this ‘pinkie’ can do?” He chuckles before pulling you in a heated kiss. You close your eyes, letting him have control over you, and your fingers tug his pink strands. 

Haruchiyo places you on top of the sink, his fingers find their way under your skirt, quickly pushing aside your panties. You moan loudly when you feel two fingers, knuckles deep inside you, trying to not lose your balance, you grip onto his shirt, nails digging in his arm. Moans and swearing leave your mouth, as his fingers scissor and curl, touching your deepest parts. 

You feel overwhelmed, in all those months your sugar daddy never once touched you like this! He wasn’t capable of making you lose your control, and he couldn’t make you sing like Haruchiyo does.

You could feel it, your so wanted orgasm was near, but before you can notice, he already removed his fingers.

Your eyes water at your ruined orgasm, so you try to persuade him using your puppy eyes, but his grin shows he will not succumb.

He tilts your chin to pull you in another kiss, biting and nibbling your soft lips, and you moan again.

“Your sugar daddy know you come to me for a good fuck? Be nice if he did, maybe he could pay me to be your toy.”

“I would prefer changing sugar daddy… He bored me to death. And now I found a new good daddy who will spoil me.”

His eyes shine with lust “Turn around, sweetcheeks, I’m gonna spoil ya, for good.”

Thighs trembling in excitement, you turn around, bending over the sink and spreading your legs for him.

You feel his chest on your back, as his hands swiftly remove your skirt, and something hard is poking against your entrance.

“Gonna fill you up so good, that you will only babble my name, clear?” He whispers in your ear, and you can only whimper.

“P-Please daddy, make me yours!”

Haruchiyo smirks as he enters in you, his cock stretching your walls and filling you up, your eyes roll back from the pleasure. He can’t wait to ruin you and turn you into his personal little cocksleeve~

✦ tagging ↷ @haitaniapologist @rnht @aftermxxn @momoewn @qiqi-tutu @giyuu23 @nalyana @savagemickey03

#✒️ - aria writes #🎀- vitium #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x y/n #tokyo revengers x you #tokyo rev smut #tokyorev smut #tr smut #tokrev smut #sanzu haruchiyo x reader #sanzu haruchiyo x you #sanzu haruchiyo smut #tokyo revengers smut #tw.daddy kink #tw.public sex #tw.edging

[whoreshijima]

What are prince Toshi's kinks???

Ooooooo!!!

Corruption for sure— taking the sweet little princesses virginity and ruining all other men for you and making you miss his cock everytime you touch yourself

CNC and predator play— loves chasing you through the castle walls and gardens, basically hunting you until he’s forcing your dress up your hips and fucking you under the large oak tree where anyone could see

Public/voyeurism— his staff and knights often hear your moans and desperate cries for more and to go harder and prince Toshi loves knowing that they can all hear it

#haikyuu smut #haikyuu #hq #haikyuu!! #ushijima #ushijima wakatoshi #✨.prince toshi #tw.cnc #tw.predator play #tw.public sex #tw. voyeurism

[iwaasfairy]

babes can i request something like what you did with brother tobio who only loves his sister and shes the only one for him 🥲 but with ushijima-nii please? (its the first ever incest ive read and its still my fav 😭) only if you like and you have the time i love you thank you!!!

a/n. of course of courseee this was very fun to write (。┰ω┰。) tw. incest, size kink, jealousy, semi-public

ushijima wakatoshi x reader

Your hands are a little shaky as you allow yours to be taken into his much larger palm, staring anywhere except across the room, where the stony expression feels zeroed in on you. It’s not Tendou’s fault that the way his long, pale fingers wrap around your hand feel dangerous enough to make you sick, but you can’t help but feel it anyway.

He’s gentle when he places a hand on your lower back, gentle when guiding you left to right in an attempt to make you relax a little. “You don’t like to dance? You’re so shaky.” Tendou’s bright voice is still cheerful as he tilts his head to the side. But you notice the way his eyes search your face for something, and by his expression, he doesn’t find it.

You can’t exactly explain it either, that you’re only this wooden and stiff because his tall, lanky shape is blocking your view from your big brother— and that… You think it though, and maybe that’s enough for Tendou to get the gist, because he glances over his shoulder. His mouth corners twitch at whatever he sees, and you’re entranced by the way he leans down to your ear to sigh. “I think that your niichan is calling you over.” His lips curl into a smile as he pulls back, gently pats your head. He looks back at you again after seeming to think it over, before ever so slowly, the smile falters a little.

“Am I going to be in trouble later?”

There’s something unspoken that lingers in the words. You think he might just know, and it makes your face a horrible few degrees hotter. Obvious as you are, you can only place your hands to your cheeks in the hopes that they cool down. And you allow yourself to squeeze Tendou’s hand once, before shaking your head. “No, I think I might be.” You blink, stomach dropping when you catch Toshi nii’s eyes for the first time since earlier tonight. He stares like he’s been looking the entire time, and knowing him, he might’ve been. “Later, Satori.”

You brush through the people before you can think about whether or not there will even be a later.

When you get to Wakatoshi, he’s still holding a beer bottle, and tilts it side to side in a motion that might be calming in any other context. You right your back, puff your chest forward a bit as you clench your hands together behind your butt. “You called for me, nii nii?” you softly ask, careful to phrase it gently. But the brunet doesn’t really look away from the spot in the crowd he’d been watching; only slowly breathes in and out.

The slow ticking of your internal clock with each breath makes you more anxious. So anxious in fact, that you start fidgeting with your skirt like a scolded child. “W-we were just- just dancing for a little while, ya’know? It wasn’t serious. Tendo was just keeping me company.” Wakatoshi finally looks at you when you fall quiet, chewing your lip as you try your best to read his face. He’s been quiet all week though, quiet and … well- weird. “Because you were talking to Semi,” you tack on the whisper, not daring to look away from him.

“I know,” your big brother mumbles back, almost too soft to hear it, before he puts the bottle onto the table to his side and stands up from his leaning position to his full height. Wakatoshi nii towered over you ever since you were old enough to remember, but for the first time in a long while, you’re awfully aware of it. Aware of how much bigger he is, and how you probably pissed him off. But where in the past he’d have just ignored you, looking past you with a slight frown— tonight he looks.

Looks so intently at your face that you’re unable to do anything but stare back, popping your lip in and from between your teeth. Swallowing every few seconds, until he puts you out of your misery by leaning down towards you. Toshi nii has never hurt you before, and you don’t want to think he would -ever— but you’d still sooner expect to get a tap across the face like your mom used to do, than for your stoic niichan to place his hand on the back of your skull and just keep you in place for him to press a kiss to the crown of your head. He lingers as he speaks, “come step out with me for a second,” before letting go.

The spot where his lips touched seems to radiate heat long after he’s pulled away, even when you reach up to touch it with wide eyes.

You follow him out of the room without another word, only stopping when he does under the street light outside the hall where his team is still celebrating. The blue-ish light casts a while halo around his fluffy hair, but casts a shadow to the floor where Wakatoshi seems to hesitate when he looks down at you. “You know I like talking to you,” he starts, deep voice unwavering as always— but something off in his expression, “talking to you is easy.”

“Of course,” you softly agree, “because I’m your sister… it’d feel easy.”

“I suppose,” Toshi nii agrees, slowly rubbing his hand over his neck. “Do you— ever think about me though? As a man.” The way his eyes meet yours have a sort of intensity you’ve never seen before, and you lock your sweaty hands together instantly. You open your mouth to respond, but he is quicker. “Because I think of you as a woman a lot. I think you’re beautiful, and I enjoy our time together. When you talk to other men, I don’t like it, and I want you to talk to me instead.”

He talks like what he’s saying makes sense, but you’re unable to stop him. “I think I get jealous when you’re not around me.”

“Stop,” you whisper, as Wakatoshi steps closer and tilts your face up to him.

“I hate seeing you smile at someone else, or talk to someone else.” He doesn’t falter, doesn’t even pause— always with that same stubborn determination that’s gotten him the farthest in life. His hazel eyes flick around your face as you grab his wrist for support, and bite your lip and whine out his name. What the hell are you supposed to do with that?! “I want you—”

“Niichan, you’re not making any sense-” you snap, watching his cheeks dust with the softest pink; as you realize he’s serious. He’s serious, and you are falling, like you’re sinking through the floor into his arms.

“I love you,” he stubbornly admits, stepping right up to you so your toes are touching, and wrapping an arm around your back. He stays like that, covering you from the cold and the dark like he always had before; breathing in slowly but surely. And it hits you that the reason why you’re about to cry at the look in his eyes, is because you always kind of knew. You knew that when he’d go out of his way to walk you back from class with an umbrella held over your head, it was out of love. That the way he’d nuzzle his face into your shirt at late nights talking, and the beautiful way his laugh would fill your room up— that it was a rare thing.

Or when he called you late after practice, without anything in particular to say. Or how he’d put you on his shoulders, so careful not to drop you. How he’d only ever talk back to your mom when she’d comment on how close you are, how co-dependent. It hits you all at once that he always felt this way, and just didn’t have the words to express it. And it hits you that you never got over your stupid childhood crush on your niichan— that you just didn’t want to say the words. It makes you lean into him with a sniffled realization of guilt, as his hands move to wrap around your cheeks like you’re made of glass. “I love you,” he whispers again, letting a small smile come to his lips. “Is that okay?”

“You can’t tell anyone,” you say back, and swallow when his face comes closer and closer to yours.

But Wakatoshi nii only hums, “I haven’t told anyone except you.” And then you feel the heat of his face near yours and close your eyes, and a pair of lips come over yours. Softly at first, before you grab the front of his shirt and pull him in harder, suddenly overrun with emotion. It makes him grab your ass, pull you closer to his body and slip a tongue into your mouth that tastes sweet and bitter all at once. You can’t help but moan when he sucks on your tongue and kisses you so good it makes you forget- before pulling back to look at you.

His hazel browns are blown out and lips flushed pink from the kiss, as he groans. “You have no idea how often I had to stop myself from wanting this. I want you. I want to have you all to myself—”

“Then have me,” you surprise yourself by what comes out, how pitched and desperate you sound as you try to catch your breath. But it’s all Wakatoshi nii needs to squeeze your cheeks and dip back down to kiss you harder, tasting you and licking and sucking- making you feel scorching hot from top to bottom. His strong hands knead in your ass, before sliding under your thighs to pick you up against his body in one fell swoop, without disconnecting from you. He only pulls back to let out a groan as your center rubs against him where you lock your legs, pushing his head into your neck.

“It’s not fair that I had to escape to the bathroom for a cold shower any time you walked around the house. Should’ve done this so much sooner.”

“Please.” You shiver as he runs a hand up your belly to pull your bra aside and grab a handful, before groaning against your lips as you whimper for another kiss. He rubs your nipple as you rub your crotches together for more friction, only making him more impatient in the process. But you’re just the same, because you can feel our panties start to get awfully wet at the feeling of his dick hardening in his pants. “Niichan, we’re still in public,” you whine out though, back wanting to curl as he pinches your puffy nipples so good.“Then hurry to my car,” Wakatoshi bites out, barely able to put you down to start searching his back pocket for his car keys with fire burning behind his eyes. “Hurry in. I’ve wanted to slide my cock into that little cunt of yours for so fucking long— I need it now.” You don’t need to be told twice when he pulls you back again to kiss you hard and deep, before pulling you towards the car park on long legs.

#haikyuu smut #haikyuu #hq smut #ushijima smut #ushijima x reader #🍯honey.pot #💫ch.ushijima #tw.incest #tw.public

[bokutoslittlebird]

Request: canni request a chikan with ukai keishin?

Warnings: female genitalia, noncon, chikan/train sex, groping, fingering, creampie, public sex, reader wears a skirt

Ukai + Chikan

You knew it’d be a bad idea to take the train while wearing a skirt with no shorts underneath, but you wanted to get home as fast as possible and you knew a street you’d have to walk down would be crowded at this time of day. With a heavy sigh and some convincing nothing severely bad could happen, you changed your path to head towards the station.

You made sure you wouldn’t be pushed as you climbed on board, repeating to yourself how many stops the train would make before it was your stop. Keeping close to the doors, you managed to secure a small area that didn’t make it so the crowd was pushed against you. With a small victory under your belt, you gazed out the window while waiting for your stop to come.

At the stop after the one you got on the train at, your eyes widened as you watched more people fill in. The small victory was lost as someone pushed up against you, giving you a rushed apology, before moving further in. A heavy sigh as you glanced to see the woman sitting in the seat next to you was asleep, head down as her body moved with each breath. You wish you could’ve been that lucky. Another push against you, but this man only muttered an apology and stayed close by, his hand on the wall of the train while his other one held onto the railing. “Sorry, not much room,”

To further prove his point, another person bumped into the two of you, though the man kind of used his arm to prevent them from squishing you. The bumper took out an earbud before apologizing, only to put it back in as they stayed put. At least they wouldn’t bump into you again. “I can tell,” you answer him, rolling your eyes. Not to him, but the situation you’re forced to deal with.

When the train begins moving, you know the time between the two stops is long, meaning you’ll be stuck in this position for a few minutes, maybe ten tops. Afraid to get on your phone with a stranger over your shoulder, you settle on just gazing out the window and ignoring the movement behind you.

That is, until you feel fingers pressing against your pussy, making your whole body freeze as he rubs you. “Don’t cause a scene,” he warns, making your whole brain freeze. Thinking something bad wouldn’t happen is a naive way of thinking, as you should’ve expected someone to take advantage of someone like you on a train like this. “Nod if you got it,” he whispers. A small nod comes from you, with your one hand on the train wall and your other pressed to your chest.

His fingers continue rubbing against you, not pushing past your underwear. Not long after he began, he pushes your panties to the side to push his fingers inside, making you close your eyes as you cringe at the feeling. Not only is he violating you, but you can feel the wetness coming from you just from some ministrations, unwanted ones at that. It makes you feel disgusting, but thankfully he doesn’t even bother trying to talk to you. Just having to suffer with the feeling of his fingers inside of you, rubbing against you, despite the feeling makes you want to puke.

The universe has it out for you at this point, you think, when you feel his hard cock rubbing against the skin peaking out from your panties. Removing his hand from your warm walls, he uses it to remove himself from his pants, rubbing a hard and leaking cock against your damp panties. Opening your mouth to let out a mixture of a sigh and a moan, you push the hand that was against your chest to your mouth. Pressing into you until your chest is against the wall of the train, he then slides his cock under your panties and against your slick folds.

He easily slides into you with the amount of wetness his fingers got from you. The feeling of him inside of you is sickening, the fact he easily slid in making the feeling even worse. Attempting to not draw attention to the passengers who aren’t tuned out, you keep your hand over your mouth while he slowly pushes his cock in and out of you. Feeling one hand move up your hip and even further up until it’s cupping your breast, you can only look to make sure the person beside you isn’t facing your direction. With the knowledge that they aren’t, facing the other way as they listen to music you can faintly hear, you screw your eyes shut as you try to block out the situation you’re in.

The man behind you rubs his fingers over your nipple, which he toys with through your shirt as it faintly hardens, but not enough. When he attempts to slide his hand under your shirt, you gasp and grab his hand, stopping it. However, you then have to bite on your lower lip to prevent any noises from escaping. Leaning down until he’s at your ear, he grants you a warning, though you can do nothing to stop it. “Coming,” is all he says.

When you feel him hit a spot inside you that makes you see stars for a brief moment, you almost wish he’d continue until you found release. Instead, he almost immediately finishes after that, pumping his perverse cum inside of you that has your legs weakening from how much there is. Your nails scratch against the train wall, but you are granted the quickness of which he pulls out. However, it’s mostly because the train is slowing and people are becoming more focused on their surroundings. With him snug in his pants, you squish your thighs together and attempts to smooth your clothes, waiting for the door to open.

Your stop wasn’t that one, but you weren’t going to give him or anyone else another chance, hopping off the train as the first one off. The man watched as you left, but didn’t follow.

#BB.Kinky #BB.Dark #BB.Requests #keishin ukai smut #haikyuu smut #ukai smut #tw.noncon #tw.chikan #tw.public #Mr. Keishin #Ukai.spice

[tenkobrat]

fifty/fifty | takami keigo.

request – can I request for Hawks getting jealous over chubby y/n bcs she's having fun with another guy so he must remind her who she belongs to until she has to beg for him to stop bcs she can't take it anymore and she was sorry.

note - I didn’t include whether or not reader was chubby. it makes me uncomfortable to write/describe body types whether it be skinny/chubby/fat so I’ll update my rules to reflect that.

details and tw – wc: 1.2k | afab!reader | dubcon | mentions of alcohol | semi-public sex | unfaithful reader | slapping | degradation | panty fucking (?) | baby trapping

Keigo is smarter than he’d ever let you know. The disarming pro hero – your dick appointment, for lack of better words – comes off as the golden retriever boy of every fan girl’s dreams, a soft romantic with a stroke game to make you come around every now and then. He’s shown you, through dates that you spitefully argue are most definitely not dates, that he’s the kind of man that you should fall in love with. It’s what leads you to believe that you could see other people without suspicion, because even if you aren’t dating him, you can’t escape the gutting shame that comes with it.

 However, Keigo has been waiting in your hallway all night, waiting for you to come home from your date with another man, or at least that’s what he’s convinced himself was happening. What other reason could there be for your frigidness when he tells you he loves you or for you to be out so late without Keigo. You are seeing another man, he just knows it. He says he really couldn’t care who it is but when you come stumbling down the hallway, alone and still buzzed, his blood boils.

 The other man won’t even walk you to your door and somehow he’s better than Keigo? It’s a nuclear blow to his ego, one that changes his every instinct to hold you with the utmost tenderness. But maybe you don’t want the nurturing type. You don’t want the domestic Keigo he has been pretending to be for you. Why bother keeping it up when you don’t fawn over him like he deserves. Your legs wobble underneath you as you focus on the swirling ground below you, not even noticing the vibrant red wings waiting for you until you arrive at your doorstep.

 “Hawks, what the fu–" It’s easy enough for him to grab you by the wrist when you walk up, spinning you so that your chest is pressed up against the chipped paint of your front door. He releases you from his grip but his heavy body presses into yours, wings serving to trap you like a birdcage. You look up at the fluorescent lights in an attempt to avoid smashing your nose against the door.

 “Is this what you see other men for, baby,” he growls through an unwittingly gritted jaw. Your booze-rattled mind can’t yet comprehend the malice behind his touch when Keigo gropes your chest through the flimsy material of your dress. He wonders if you bought it yourself or did your other man buy it for you to wear. It doesn’t look like the type of thing he thought you’d like but Keigo figures that he never really knew what you truly liked anyways.

 “Keigo, please I’m really tired,” he wants to laugh. You still think he gives a shit about what you want. If it wasn’t so audacious to him, he might’ve been able to hold back from using his free hand to slap you. You freeze up in response. The part of your brain that screams at you to obey, that drenches your lace panties with the use of brute force, takes over and Keigo couldn’t be more pleased with you.

 “Fucking finally,” Hawks rucks up your skirt, forcing the fabric to rest exclusively around your waist. Your mind is so far gone, between the alcohol on your breath, whatever else might be in your system, and the urge to submit, that you don’t even fuss about the fact that you are practically naked in public, at the mercy of his wings to shield you from any voyeur. Your thighs part ever so slightly for him and he hasn’t even bothered to make a move for you panties yet, “all it takes is a bit of force and you’ll just spread your legs for any fucker that comes your way.”

 You whine for him, wiggling for him to touch your puffy clit, to give you just a modicum of his attention. You couldn’t have made a fatal choice. Keigo grabs your jaw, leaning in so that all of your sense focus on him and him alone, “I don’t want to hear a single fucking thing out your whore mouth. Got that, baby?”

 The contempt in his little nickname clues you in to the fact that your only option is to nod and Keigo bites back a praise rising in the back of his throat. Instead he hoists you up against the wall, forcing you to sit on his knee as he fumbles to pull his cock out of his khakis. You know better than to reach out and touch him, pretending that the ceiling is just the most captivating thing you’ve ever seen under the soundtrack of Keigo’s belt clinking. But you also can’t help but take notice of how you actually feel inclined to touch him this time, how his meanness – it makes you want to be close to him.

 In your contemplation of the irony and discrepancy of Keigo’s touch, you miss how he removes his knee, lining himself up with your clothed hole. Even with the manner in which your panties stay damp from your previous endeavors that night, the feeling of him forcing his cock inside of you, bastardizing your lace into a makeshift condom, it’s simply excruciating.

 The fabric scratches against your swollen walls and you pray, to anything really, that he will not pull out, inspect the fabric, and find the leftover cum that will surely now stain the inside of your panties. But that’s exactly what he does, sticking one finger inside the garment as soon as he’s pulled out. Keigo doesn’t say a word, an unusual silence from him. Rather, he harshly tugs your hair back, craning your neck even further, only to shove his tainted finger in your mouth and wait until you clean him off.

 “So you let other men cum inside you,” Keigo pushes your panties to the side, this time properly fucking into you and letting you feel just how good his cock is. Keigo on the other hand, feels how drenched your cunt is with another man’s seed, how shamelessly you moan on his cock. It only serves for him to push even further, snapping his hips against your ass as he gets closer to his own end. Even as riled up as he is, he still is so volatile when it comes to his own orgasm. The push of your ass against him edges on his own curiosity, “tell me, who came inside you?”

 You stutter against him, unsure of the importance in this moment. You can’t understand why he would want you to moan out the other man’s name but Keigo has bigger plans in mind. The wrapping of his hand around your throat once more, his long fingernails pressing into your skin, it’s all to say that he isn’t testing you nor is he really asking you. You know that you have to.

 “E-Enji!”

 Keigo’s hips still as he releases his load into you. A bitter pang rests in his chest, knowing that you slept with his childhood hero but he finds solace in the fact that in the exact moment you uttered the name of the man you’d rather be with, there was a fifty-fifty chance that Keigo managed to tether you to him for the rest of your miserable life.

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[manjiroscum]

HOMEWRECKER

Character/s: Bonten

Warnings: f!reader, sexual themes, mature language, heavy cheating/infidelity, unprotected sex, breeding kink (mikey's part), exhibitionism (ran's part), public sex (haruchiyo’s part), just bonten (not including mochi and takeomi) being homewreckers, and hints of angst. Minors do not interact.

S. MANJIRO

SLY AND SECRETIVE. Manjiro Sano was a force to reckon with. A man of few words, but when he wanted something—he will have it. Which why you ended up here, sitting on his lap, bored out of your mind but the promise of him fucking you after the meeting was enough to make you stay. Your husband blissfully unaware his wife has been snatched up by a dangerous criminal. Poor man, whom you’ve been married to for merely three years, was far too deep in his office work to know you’ve been warming up someone else's bed. Thinking your best friend was keeping you from the house to fight your boredom while you were in Manjiro’s bed, screaming and creaming around his cock.

Being Bonten’s leader, he never left a single trace behind after pounding your tight pussy at every single spot in the house your husband bought. Not even the fertile cum he kept stuffing your warm walls with, making sure you either swallowed or a single drop wasn’t wasted. Those onyx irises glinting up at your window, waiting outside in silence every morning for your husband to leave. And even when he was heading out, finished with his daily goal of cumming hard inside you, sometimes those empty eyes would shine a little whenever he crossed paths with your husband on his way home to his unfaithful wife who might be pregnant with Manjiro’s child.

“Don’t worry your pretty lil’ mind, baby. He’ll never find out about us. And if he does... how unfortunate.”

S. HARUCHIYO

UNBOTHERED AND PROUD. If there was anything Haruchiyo desires to witness, it would be the look on your husband’s face upon knowing you were no longer the innocent little wife he married. Of course, he wasn't the only one to be blamed for this blasphemous relationship. You wanted it in the first place, whining how your stupid husband couldn't fulfill your needs. And really, why do you still insist on staying with the man when you could have Haruchiyo, right? But of course, Haruchiyo loves the thrill of getting caught. Taking every chance he could get to fuck you outdoors where anyone could see, sneaking into your house and railing you against the wall while your husband was in the shower. The latest endeavor being you bent over your husband’s car in the underground parking lot while he was out getting groceries.

Yes, Haruchiyo Sanzu was violent in his ways of torture, but he still had a heart. He didn’t like to hear you sobbing about how you wanted to end the marriage, and hoping to marry Haruchiyo someday. So, Haruchiyo did what he does best—being loud as he fucked you in the living room couch, waiting for your husband to get home and bare witness to your pussy folds splitting apart for another man’s cock.

“This slut of a pussy is mine. And if it isn’t, no one else can have it. Am I right, babe?”

KAKUCHO

IN DENIAL BUT WILLING. Kakucho first refused to believe he was the other man. He didn't mean to ruin your marriage and the trust your husband had for you, but really... Could Kakucho even stay away after he had a taste of nirvana? It wasn't his fault, he tried to convince himself. He never wanted to kiss you, but your lips were too tempting for him to resist. And you, surprised and dazed at the action, returned the favor. Kakucho was instantly hooked.

At this point, he didn't care whether he was the other man, keen on having you all to himself, whatever it took. Bribing the right people to keep your husband busy, too busy to go home and check up on his wife who was bouncing on Kakucho’s thick cock. Begging for his cum to fill your womb. Bonten’s number three was reduced to a whimper, gripping your hips while he thrusted up to meet you halfway.

“Marry me—s-shit, marry me, baby. I’ll keep you satisfied. All you have to do is ask. Just leave the bastard and be mine.”

H. RAN

SHAMELESS AND COCKY. Ran Haitani entered your life like a hurricane out to ruin everything except your heart, which he held like it was glass. A deadly and addicting drug was his love, out to poison your husband's image. Retina burning images of loving lavender irises and smooth words over your husband’s tired expressions and weak smiles. He knew Ran was seeing you, his superior was quite a charmer. If anything, your husband suspected Ran to be wooing you ever since the day you attended the annual party Bonten held where you met the enigmatic executive.

Unsigned divorce papers sat inside the drawer of your husband’s desk. No matter how much he wanted to, he knew Ran Haitani would shoot him in the head if he ever made you cry. Why wouldn’t he just ask you to leave your husband? Why was Ran Haitani so shameless whenever he exited your shared home, knowing your husband was in his car, watching the scene of you kissing the other man goodnight when he just got back from work? How could Ran Haitani be so cocky, arm around your waist whenever he introduced you to one of Bonten’s clients as if your husband wasn’t in the same room, just a few feet away? Why couldn’t Ran Haitani shut the door when he was fucking you in the same bed where your husband sleeps in, fighting back the urge to just shoot his superior who was grinning at your husband standing by the door, silently watching you take Ran’s cock, sobbing his name.

“Your wife is such a good cocksleeve, isn’t she? You’ll be alright if she marries me if you somehow die, right?”

H. RINDOU

DEVIOUS AND UNREMORSEFUL. Rindou Haitani, like his brother, never really pay much attention to consequences. He didn't care about the lives he trampled on or snuffed out. He was selfish indeed, especially when it comes to you. Who was your husband to keep you away from him? Rindou would be damned and be called a coward if he gave a fuck about what your husband said, telling him to stay away or he'll call the cops. Empty threats, they all were. Rindou could do so much more and without remorse. Your husband was a wimp, and you, his pretty angel, deserved better. Him.

Your marriage to the bastard was only good on paper. He never gave you the time nor mind anyway. Rindou, no matter how dark his background was, treated you better than any man could. Kiss you until you were drunk on his lips. Warm the side of your bed because your husband was out on another drinking session with co-workers. Fuck you better than your husband could ever do. You knew Rindou was the better man, regretting that you tied the knot too early.

“He'll never be able to have you cumming like this, doll. Never. Only me. Say it’s only me.”

K. HAJIME

TWO-FACED AND CUNNING. Hajime Kokonoi hates losing. He hated losing more than wasted money. The grim line his lips took upon knowing you were married was almost too hard to ignore, fearing it could be permanent. Because how could he not have you? He should've been the first man—the man whom you should call husband. Not his idiot of a secretary! What did you see in such a man that you did not see in him? But opportunity always comes knocking on his door. So when he found you crying outside his office, having been shooed away by your husband to focus more on work, Hajime Kokonoi was to the rescue.

Spending time together—often eating lunch and talking lead to one thing and another. Soon, you were moaning underneath him, soiling the expensive leather seats of his car as Koko pistoned his hips, almost bruising yours with how powerful his thrusts were. Aiming to carve the shape of his cock inside you, and have you forget the neglectful husband you married, oblivious to his boss fucking you and ruining the marriage behind his back. Too trusting of the smile Koko flashes him whenever he innocently asked about your welfare.

“You should invite your beautiful wife next time to join the party. I’m sure she’ll enjoy all the entertainment I have planned. Wouldn't you agree?”

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[nkogneatho]

Ohohoho a dangerous game you set into motion, Pasi!!

—I got [Fitting room] and the character I would like is [Geto]. nsfw please, I’m horneeeee. ✌🏻🥺

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Fitting room + Geto .ೃ࿐

One thing about Suguru, he is always gonna drag himself to go shopping with you no matter how exhausted he is. He not only likes spending more quality time with you, but he loves to choose things for you.

Now here's where it gets a little annoying. This motherfucker will choose the sluttiest clothes to exist and forces you try it on. But he hides them under cute penguin tees and pastel hoodies so you enter the fitting room with nothing to worry about. After trying on everything else, you notice one hanger falling from the pile of sweats. You pick it up to witness it is the shortest effin skirt. Is that even a skirt? It looks like a big belt.

"Suguru, what the fuck?" your voice is a little distorted due to the wooden door in between.

"Oh so you found it huh? Put it on f'me, babe."

"There's no way I am wearing th—" He knew you would need a little convincing so you were interrupted by your blatantly walking in the trial room as if it was normal.

He didn't even lock the door because when he swooned you around, your back stuck to the door, keeping it close.

Geto's fingers unbuttoned your baggy jeans. While his hands were busy, his teeth sinked in the soft pink fabric and he dragged it away from your hands.

"If you're not gunna wear it yourself, I'll gladly do the honors." His knees hit the ground and he gently helped your feet inside the entrance of the skirt. When it finally crawled up, you felt ashamed. He could see everything. He could see how wet you got. The short fabric felt more like a napkin than a piece to be worn. But he wasn't going to give up so soon.

"There ain't a lot of people in this shop. The security's poor too. Say we take advantage of it, baby?" His thick fingers drew patterns on your panties, sending shivers in your body.

"'m gunna sit back here. ride me in this slutty skirt, mkay?"

That evening, you either blessed the ears of people in the next fitting room, or traumatized them for life

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[hornime]

Omg for your even Dabi w a mommy kink and public sex???? I WOULD ABSOLUTE SELL MY SOUL. ❤

Your brain is huge. ;3; I hope you're having a nice day!!

PALM OF YOUR HAND | DABI X F!READER

part of my a whole lotta lewd event! [ details | masterlist | CLOSED ]

warnings: 18+, sub!dabi, f!reader, mommy kink, public sex, degradation, handjob, exhibitionism(ish), begging

a/n: thank you thank you!!! i really hope you like this <3

dabi doesn't know how this arrangement began. he doesn't know how a powerless civilian like you somehow wrapped him around your quirkless finger and eating out of the palm of your hand. but on nights like these, when he's desperate to get off and finds that he can't do so without you, he really can't bring himself to care.

his back is pressed against your chest, hands bracing himself against the brick wall that you're pushing him into.

he called you, directing you into some downtown alley with his voice laced in neediness and desire.

"please touch me," he'd begged, pleas echoing through your phone speaker. "i need it so bad, mommy, please."

and so, here you were, doing just that: touching him.

your arm snakes across his waist, yanking him closer so that your tits are squished just under his shoulderblades. your fingers dip below his shirt to push the waistband below his balls. he shudders as you wrap them around his cock, hot and heavy.

"you're pathetic," you whisper into his ear. "i can't believe you asked me to come here this late at night just because you couldn't cum. don't you have any shame?"

he whines at your words. he doesn't have any shame, not since you ruined sex with anyone else for him. he needs you, only you, and you both know it.

"sorry, mommy," he blubbers, the first tears beginning to pool at his lashline. "i'm sorry, i just had to. i can't cum without you, mommy. i need you to cum."

"i know, i know." you leisurely stroke your hand along his shaft, the pre-cum leaking from his tip slicking up your palm. "it's not your fault you're such a slut. you just can't help it, can you?"

the sound of chattering fades into earshot as a group of people walks past the alley you're tucked into. the orange glow of the nearby streetlight illuminates just enough so that of they looked in your direction, they'd be able to see dabi hunched over with a hand on his cock. the thought sends a thrill of electricity through your veins.

dabis head rolls back onto your shoulder as your other hand trails up his chest to squeeze his neck.

"ah, mommy," he gasps. "that feels so good, ah, please don't stop."

the hand on his cock moves faster and faster as he bucks his hips up into your grip, desperate for his orgasm. you suddenly halt your movements and he whimpers, carelessly fucking into your fist to chase the stimulation that's quickly slipping away.

"you filthy whore," you say through gritted teeth. "can't you tell that there's people right there? if you're not quiet, they'll hear you. they'll hear dabi, the big, bad villain, begging to cum like a bitch in heat."

the thought of being caught seems to send him into more of a frenzy, choked whines pouring from his lips as he thrusts more fervently into your hand. despite you closing off his windpipe in an effort to keep him quiet, he just can't seem to stay silent.

"god, mommy, yes," he rasps. "i want 'em, want 'em all to see how good you make me feel."

"really?" your hand starts picking up the pace again, languidly stroking from base to tip and back again. "you don't care at all if someone sees you like this?"

"god, no," he wails, chest rising and falling as he pants. "don't care, mommy, i mean it. i jus' wanna cum, don't care about anything else, just wanna cum, just want you to make me cum, please!"

"what a filthy fuckin' slut," you snicker. "you're disgusting."

he moans loud, and you're barely able to cut off the sound by digging you fingers into the tender flesh of his neck.

"mommy, 'm close—"

"—shut the fuck up," you hiss. "you're being so fucking loud."

you shoot a glance over to the street, a devilish smile curling your lips. "fuck, i think they saw—"

dabi howls as he suddenly cums all over your hand, blue flames bursting from his palms and charring the brick they're resting against. the white liquid glides down your knuckles and his thighs, the small sounds of it dripping onto the ground joining the chorus of his shaky inhales of oxygen.

you thread your fingers through his hair and pull his head so that his face is right before your cum-covered hand.

"lick."

he easily complies with the order, tongue lolling out of his mouth to lap up at his release. his lips close around each of your fingers, and he hums, a dazed look in his eyes, as he cleans you up.

"didn't know you could cum so quickly just from thinking someone saw you," you quip. "man, you're fucked up."

"shut up," he growls, typical attitude starting to leak back into his body. "by the way, this is the last time this is happening."

you cackle. "didn't you say that two days ago?"

"i—"

"don't bother, dabi. we both know you'll be begging for more in a few days, tops."

you begin to walk away, leaving him alone in the alley. you tilt you head to look at him over your shoulder.

"and just remember that mommy's always a call away."

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[cythena]

best of all best friends

pairing: kaedehara kazuha x fem!reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

he huffed. "we're fine."

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

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

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

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

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

"kazuha! y/n!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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