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· · · ℜ · · · Aren’t You What They Call a Milf · · · ℜ · · ·

.·:*¨¨*:·. starring Ken R. , Manjirou S. , Baji K., Emma S., Hina H., Takemichi H., Chifuyu M., Kazutora H. , Hanma S. , Kisaki, Peh Y., Pah C., Izana K. , Mochi, Muto, Shion, Sanzu A. , Shinichiro S., Benkei A. , Takeomi A., Wakasa I., Mitsuya T., Hakkai S., Taiju S., Kakucho, Kokonoi, Inupi, South T. , The Haitani brothers x Milf! reader .·:*¨¨*:·.

ᰔᩚ ━━ Warnings: ᰔᩚ ━━ Warnings: Final Timeline! So spoilers, smut, threesome, reader is a switch here, foursomes, fivesomes, gang bang( consensual), Benkei and Mitsuya are end game here, OG black dragons is a little mean, dirty talking( heavy, degradation, praise, pet names, bodily fluids( squirting, cum, spitting, sloppy blow job,etc.), big exhibition here( fucking in a top down convertible, Mitsuya fashion shop, and etc.), yes I know inupi is not in Tenjiku besides they’re all friends here anyways just decided to group them by gangs to avoid writing for every single one of them, little plot here, AGE GAP, DARK CONTENT! voyeurism, missionary, doggy style, attempt at frog style( if that’s what it’s called), reader knows what she wants, breeding kink, reader is a undercover slut, chubby reader, oc kids named amethyst and saphhire( twin girls), pink obsessed reader/momma which means kids are drowned in pink everything, you are 37 years old here so have fun with that, wanted to write an older reader for a long time, nipple play, lactation kink, spitting kink, rough and slow sex, teasing, headcannons are not really headcannons because again I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing with writing that shit, dilf( Draken ), reader and the husband was swingers once upon a time, cuckholding on Hina, Takemichi, and black dragon part, the oh black dragons are older than reader but that’s okay they weren’t even thought of until now. If I’m forgetting something lemme know.

ᰔᩚ ━━ Word Count: 14.5k

ᰔᩚ ━━ Dolly Note from Salaciousdoll: this is really a surprise drop because I thought I was going to post it Saturday tbh but said fuck it give y’all a gift early. I really hope you like it, it’s not the best but it’s something. Been wanting to feed my starving babies from the tr fandom for a minute so here you go. Also the reader is an older woman who’s just fucking everyone why? Because some people pissed me off by slut shaming but nevermind that, Love you guys 🎀

Minors do not interact, 18+

Moms. The person everyone got or needed in their lives as the guidance they need. The carrier. The heart of the family because without a mom being the heart of the family, the family can’t pump blood and love. You were that mom. The mom that your mother was or weren’t, it all depends on yourself. You aimed to be better than your mother even if she was a good mother to you and you did with the two little girls you birthed and raised with your ex- husband. They were the joys in your life, such beautiful little humans to you and everyone around you all. After your divorce from your beautiful husband you still were on good terms with, you moved to another city. You were so glad that he agreed to have the kids a week after you because no matter if you got a divorce you didn’t want your babies to be affected heavily by it.

Your twin girls were the joy and light in your life. You were the pink mom every pink obsessed girl wanted. You always dress your babies in pink and don’t even get me started on the patterns you choose to dress your daughters in but don’t worry they both have a say-so if they don’t feel like wearing anything you pick for them to wear. Your mother didn’t give you that option, but you did with your little ones. From two year olds up until now, 9 years old.

The girls were so excited for today. Today was the day you were moving to another city as a result of starting your new job and new life away from your husband and his new girlfriend. You two have been divorced for years now and you were glad he moved on after sending letters and posting sticky notes on your Children’s backpacks or notebooks saying things like “ lunch today?” Or “ We could always try one last time” or your favorite one “ My sunshine and my little flowers”. It never ended with him until it stopped just five months ago when he met his girlfriend. His girlfriend was someone you called introverted and that’s just what he needs, a shy woman for his outgoing personality, plus she was an entire sweetheart and someone you gladly liked your kids to be around.

“ Mom, is this the house? It’s so big for us!”, sapphire said pointing to the house. It was indeed a beautiful, big house. From the opening gate with your last initial on it in pretty, cursive letters to the big, cilo pivot house-door, you knew you made the right choice for your babies.

“ Mommy mommy, I wanna go inside.”, Amethyst yells as she runs past the gate and towards the front door to open it.

“ Do not run, walk! Don’t want you to hurt yourself and then I’ll have to sit in the hospital while my baby get treated.”, You shouted after her, smiling when she actually listened and power walked into the house.

You really hope you three weren't disturbing the neighbors around and didn’t attract any eyes for now, you were dead wrong because Draken was bringing a box out of Mikey’s house and saw the huge moving truck down the street—just five spaces down from Mikey’s big ass house.

Mikey had boxes of Magazines Emma’s own since she was staying at his house while they were fighting. Draken loved Emma but their fights were stupid and frustrating sometimes, however, the fight they’re in is not. He stayed out all night with Mikey and Mitsuya partying because of the celebration of Mikey winning his championship game. Believe him, he wanted to leave around 12 am, but Mikey had other plans like having a race in a vacant parking lot. Nevertheless, he was glad she and his little boy and girl accepted his apology, they were even mad at him.

He stopped with the box in his hand with his mouth opened a bit in awe, you were a gorgeous woman, way too gorgeous and just right for him and Emma, especially Emma who was looking for another sex partner for both of them. You were taking a box out of the moving truck and you could hear your little girls in the house screaming and running around the empty house in excitement. You almost wanted to cry because you came a long way to get to this point right here. Bouncing from jobs to jobs after completing college and then getting an opportunity to become a fashion designer for your own company which has been skyrocketing since your first fashion show. All while going through departure and divorce from your first love, your ex-husband. Let’s not forget about your twin princesses who gave you the world every time they opened their eyes in the morning or whenever they wanna wake up since sapphire likes to sleep until 12 pm.

You didn’t realize you were standing at the back of the truck staring at the other boxes with your eyes wide and watering—you were dazed out until you heard a deep voice, “ Do you need any help? Couldn’t help but notice you moving in.”

You turned to the voice who interrupted your thoughts and smiled at him making his heart beat pick up, “ No, I wouldn’t want to bothe-”

He turned to pick up a box out of the truck, “ I offered and you’re saying you're bothering me, how rude of you.”

You studied his features and noticed he had a tattoo on the side of his hair, black silky hair was pinned up into a man-bun. His eyes were so onyx like but you were afraid if you would look longer at him, you’ll start trying to figure him out like you always do anybody you come across. It was annoying. You gasped once you just now noticed he called you rude, so you called out to him, “ Hey! I’m not rude, just didn’t wanna bother anyone okay? I’m new here, ya know.”

“ I could tell. No one as beautiful as you is around here. My name is Manjirou Sano, what’s yours?”, Another voice says from behind you. You whirled around to look down at a man who was just as beautiful as the other.

You were about to answer but the same man who helped you bring a box in spoke again, “ Mikey, I thought you were meeting up with your brothers?”

Your head went back and forth between the two as they spoke in Japanese in front of you now. You picked up some words like brother and annoying. It seems like the conversation was intense from the way the short one looked up at the taller one. They both held eye contact until they turned to you in the middle of them, the short one speaking again, “ Now that that’s out the way, what’s your name, pretty one?”

He took the box out of your hand smiling at you while you were finally answering him, “ { Reader’s name}, nice to meet you two and thank you so much for helping m-”

“ Mommmm, Amethyst isn’t giving me my tablet, she’s running around the house with it and I don’t want her to droppp itttt.”, Sapphire whined as she stomped out the house.

You looked at the two men with an apologetic look in your eyes and they waved you off, not bothered by your daughter acting like her age at all. You sighed and walked to her with a box in your hand, “ Where is she right now?”

Your daughter led you to Amethyst who was on top of the balcony smiling and laughing until she saw your stern face. She slowly put the tablet down and her smile sequenced with her tablet, both went down. You put down the box not noticing eyes on your full figured body. The body Draken has beat to when he was 19, it’s like all the milf videos he consumed has come to life as he analyzed the curves of your hips and the roundness of your ass. Your boobs were beautiful especially since it seems like they are still full of milk. He would know because Emma’s boobs looked similar to yours when she was pregnant with his child and that was 7 years ago in 2018. Now, Emma’s boobs were heavy with stretch marks on them kinda like yours except yours looked like you gave birth to two people and had to feed two people. He was beginning to feel like an obsessed weirdo and somehow his mind was only offended by the weirdo part.

Mikey was too busy focused on how your body rolls moved whenever you spoke or moved when pointing a finger at the child being scolded right now. He watched as your lips trembled while you spoke almost like you didn’t want to yell at your daughter or perhaps your love for them was too big and it took a lot out of you to yell at your daughter who looked like a cute kicked puppy being yelled at. Mikey almost spoke up for the little girl when he didn’t even know the situation or had anything to do with your family at all. His mind didn’t like the thoughts of growing attached to you, but his heart told another melody. He needed you or needed to be in your life one way or another. Even in the past life with Takemichi, he always wanted someone similar to you with or without kids. A mysterious beauty.

“ Ammy baby, I do not like yelling or scolding you, so can you please promise to be nice to your sister. You’ll be able to have fun with her just wait until I get us settled in and then you could play with your sister, he’ll even run in the backyard all you want just don’t go near the pool area, deal?”, You were now upstairs on the balcony with your daughter, both of you on your knees with a pink out. Your daughter smiled and wrapped her little pinky around your pink, sealing the deal with her speaking, “ Deal mommy, but mommy, can we go get our nails done again? I want light pink with zebra designs again like sapphire has with her star nails.”

You looked at her nails and smiled while nodding your head up and down, “ Okay, but no ac-”

“ No acrylics or press on or long nails at all, I know mom.”, Amethyst says with a big smile on her face. Her chubby cheeks were a cute distraction for you all the time but not this time as your voice grew a bit stern, “ Don’t interrupt me anymore, amethyst.”

Her little “sorry mommy” melted Draken’s heart a little because he remembered his little boy always saying sorry after Emma scolded him, even now while he’s seven. He could take a wild guess and guess your daughters are around his son’s age, maybe even older than him.

You smiled and pinched her cheeks owning a whine from her saying she’s older now but you paid that no mind, “It’s okay… but it’ll have to be when you come back after next week. Remember you have to go with daddy this week, which also means the faster you unpack, the more time we’ll have to get that mirror you wanted and take sapphire to get ice cream.”

“ Okay! We’ll help and stop playing, right Saphhire?”, Your daughter turned to hang her arms over the balcony while looking down at her sister who’s standing with her hands on her hips.

Sapphire narrowed her eyes before nodding her head. You smiled and clapped your hands, “ Okay, we shall be done by 6 pm since it’s 11 right now. Wanna see who can unpack the fastest?”

Sapphire perked up at the question and yelled up at the balcony where you and Amethyst stood, “ Yes! Gonna beat you two anyway. I run track.”

“ Oh please, saphhy, it’s baby track compared to the one we seen on tv, right mom?”, Amethyst said looking up at you.

You waved your hand and stepped back, “ That’s between you two, leave mom out of this one because you already know how she gets when people say that. You picked your battle now you gotta deal with her fact checking you. Sorry, baby girl.”

Amethyst pouted while sapphire was already on her way up the stairs to give her sister a talk and lesson meanwhile you were heading downstairs to the men you almost forgot were in your house.

“ Sorry about that, now where was I? Oh thank you for offering to help, but I think we got it from here, don’t wanna keep you for that long.”, You say while moving past them to walk outside to the truck.

“ Why are you trying to get rid of us so quickly, {reader’s new nickname}?”, Mikey pouts.

You whipped around at the name with confusion on your face, “ { reader’s new nickname}?”

Mikey smiled with his eyes closed at your question while Draken started to speak to you, “ yeah, I think it’s kinda insulting to say that after we just declared we’re here to help you. Besides, we can make it much easier if we invite our friends to join and something tells me they wouldn’t mind. The question is will you?”

You stared at the two and suddenly thought of something, “ hol up’ prior to agreeing to what you said. I need to know who’s moving my things in my house with me and my girls, so what’s your name? I already know your Manjirou, what’s your handsome?”

Draken almost stuttered but caught himself quickly with a small space of ruby hue on his face, “ It’s Ken Ryuguji, nice to meet you.” When your hand was in his, he felt the roughness of your knuckles and the softness on your skin. The feeling of your hand inside of his hand sent an electrical shock feeling inside of himself and he needed to know more about you. You got him to blush just like Emma and Mikey noticed that and saved it inside of his mind to tease Draken about it later.

Your unexpected laugh brought him back out of his daydream/thoughts, “ Nice to meet you as well, Kenny boy.”

Draken wonders if you could see how large his eyes got when you called him that, but your smirk lets him know that you did. Draken covered it up by turning around and taking long steps to your moving truck while Manjirou was on the phone with, you could guess, his friends.

And yes, there were a lot of them participating in moving your things. One guy with lilac hair in a mullet named Mitsuya and his friend with his blue hair in a haircut were great at getting your kids to focus on moving their boxes upstairs on the balcony by racing or in your words pacing with them. Another pair of guys, one with long hair and yellow highlights tied in a man bun and one with black hair down to his ears, were steering a guy with long, black hair and blue highlights in his hair away from you. You learned that they’re names were Kazutora, Chifuyu, and Baji, respectively. You suspect that these three are gonna be trouble for you, mainly baji. Oh how right you are…

A guy named Hanma wasn’t even helping just trying to get you to be his “ sexy vixen” for his photos to which earned him an insult and eye roll from Kisaki, a man that held elegance and if you looked in his eyes long enough, when he shook your hand when Manjirou first introduced you to him, you thought you seen hidden desires and mystery you could easily unsolve if you stared him into the eyes any longer. So you quickly broke eye contact with him.

You laughed at, who you learned are, Pah-chin and Peh arguing over one box, pulling it like a tug-of-war rope, it was funny but angry just ended up taking the box from them with Kakucho and his twin brother, Smiley, at his side. You were progressing greatly with unloading the truck but you also felt multiple eyes on different parts of your body. It was a lot of people here helping you so you could understand the eyes but it felt like some eyes you couldn’t shake off and when you felt a hard stare on you, you turned to see a white haired man with tan skin staring you down and he didn’t even blink while he stared at you. It was creepy and you were glad you were now grabbing the last box before another man with blue and blonde hair in a mullet helped you close the truck with his brother beside him.

You were so glad you were done by 6:45 pm because now you could take your daughters on their promised trips but first you wanted to thank the men that came to help you and your girls move your boxes inside. You didn’t particularly know why you allowed them all to help you, but they seemed to really want to help and plus maybe it’s a sign for something far greater to be bloomed. It was a gut feeling you were leaning on.

Your girls were now pushing their boxes into their rooms while you were on your way out the house.

Meanwhile, Draken and the rest were coming up with a plan to see you again. Chifuyu put his finger on his chin, “ what if we just show her around Tokyo one by one.”

“ How would we do that genius, we don’t live around here, only one who does is mi- that’s it, the key is Mikey’s house.”, Baji says to the other men around him.

Mikey shook his head and waved his hand in a ‘no’ motion, “ No, not possible. Need privacy, I mean it’s already bad enough seeing Baji and Hanma every other day drinking my juice without my permission.” He finished off his statement while glaring at the two men who shivered from his infamous glare.

“ She’s such a damn babe man ♡,why wouldn’t you like to see us win with her?!”, Hanma exaggerates, throwing his hands up.

Ran spoke next, “ She’s too good to be true. Almost too good. Perfect chubby body of hers, just want to palm every rumple and lump on her body, want her to scream my name. Fuck that I might even impr-”

Mochi interrupted him, “ Dude, you just met the woman, at least take her out or something. This is why women like her needs real men like m-”

“ Fuck no, she needs me because at least I’m good with kids, the orphanages proves that.”, Rindou says with a toothpick in his mouth.

“We’ve all participated in that Izana’s orphanage and were good with the kids so that’s debatable. Besides, the others haven’t even met her yet.”, Muto says next as he leans on his bike with his arms folded.

“ Sanzu should’ve been here then, so stop bringing that airhead up.”, Ran finishes.

You walk out to see all the men are either on their motorcycles or standing talking to another on their motorcycles. Your shoes were replaced with your pink heels which combined to your outfit of a pink, sleeveless top with dark blue jeans. Your sunglasses that were on your head were now on top of your sleeveless top. Each one of their eyes were now on you and they were analyzing every detail about you. From your walk they found attractive to your hair in a hairstyle you had, they even paid attention to the way your body bounced as you walked, specifically your tits.

“ I just wanted to thank you all for coming here to help me and my girls, hopefully we’ll see eachother agai-”, you say before feeling a hand grab yours, bringing it to his mouth.

You felt a small, wet kiss on your hand black hair with blue highlights falling in front of his face a little bit, “ You will see us again, after all Mikey and I are you neighbors.”

“ Mikey and I?”, Mikey asks, repeating what Baji said in confusion and frustration.

“ That explains why Kenny boy appeared out of nowhere.”, You say smirking when you see his face frown up because of your nickname.

“ Don’t call me that in front of them.”, Draken said with authority, balancing shyness in his tone. You laughed at his face, “ My bad would you like to hear me say it in private.”

Draken ears got red and he turned his head from your pretty eyes scoping out his face for his reaction to you baiting him, well. Too well especially when that comment made the other men's eyes wider and mouths drop into big and little o’s.

“ Anyways.”, you walked up to Mikey, who was eye level to your breast as of now and he was damn sure enjoying the view too. “ phone.”, you say as your manicured hand was held out towards him.

He had a confused expression on his face as he dug into his back pocket for his phone, now holding eye contact with you as you stared at him. He unlocked his phone and placed his phone in your hand— taking that as a go, you scrolled and found the phone app to put your number in his phone. Placing it back into his hand, “ Call me anytime you want, we’re neighbors now Manjirou. As for the rest of you, is there anyway I could re-”

“ Pssh, you do not have to pay us. Think of this as the start of a great thing, miss { reader’s last name}. It was very nice to meet you and I think that’s more than enough for many of us. So no payment.”, Kakucho says while starting up his motorcycle like the rest of them.

“ Is anyone gonna let me finish my sentences around here?”, You yelled as they were riding off. Mikey walked back to his house and Draken followed because his car was in front of his house. They were gonna continue until Mikey turned back to you with a big smile on his face, “ Nope. Plus that was a question!”

You laughed as he yelled back at you as the motorcycles rode off into the orange sunset. You had a feeling this wasn’t gonna be your last time seeing them. You heard your twins file out the house calling your name with their little jackets on them, ready to go on your small adventure before their dad came and got them for his week.

☆ᩧ Draken and Emma ୨ ♡l

It’s been two months now and You and Draken hung out with each other a lot more than mikey especially because it’s their off season for their joint career. He told you all about his kid and wife which led to playdates with each of your children.

The playdates then led to meeting Emma who just got home from her trip with a woman named Hina. To say Emma wasn’t interested would be a lie because the way she held your plush body against her petite one was far too long and Draken knew from her famous wink and smile at him that he brought the perfect woman over to fulfill their desires.

From the way your tits sit in your light pink, ballerina wrap sweater and your hips looked in your blue jeans— hugging your wide hips tightly in the right places. You didn’t care about your tummy spilling over your pants which only added to your sexiness. You looked expensive and smelled expensive and yummy with your perfume following you everywhere you moved. They both thought as they eyed you while you were over for lunch— this time without the kids.

Coming to lunch with Draken and Emma was a normal thing, you lying underneath her as Draken was thrusting into your melting mouth was a different thing. A new thing— yet you and them loved this new thing because your moan-gargles were the highlight of both of their evenings and the fact that your pussy was getting sticky and wet from Emma was enough for you. Draken’s cock inside of your mouth was the plus.

“ Oh God! I haven’t had this much fun since Hina babe, Aah~.”, Emma moans as her slick covered yours— she sat her wet, pink pussy on top of yours and rose up to heaven because of how wet you were too. Your pussy was so much fatter than hers and she wanted to bury her face in it later.

“ Oh fuck, just like that, flick your tongue just like that pretty girl.”, Draken moans as he grips your hairstyle into a knot. Your tongue was flicking right and left his cock where his little vein lay, you knew that would break him since you used to do it with your husband. And believe me, he broke so much that he couldn’t talk to you for a day from embarrassment.

“ mmm, I cwn’t I cwn’t, mmmghhuhhh.”, Your moans were gargled and blocked by Draken thick cock going in and out of your mouth, the faster he went, the more the stretch burned the sides of your mouth. Emma went slower at rubbing her clit on top of yours— her hips were so tiny and round underneath your hands as you held her trying to make her go faster, sadly she didn’t listen. In fact, she loved the tears by building up in your eyes from the mouth penetration from her husband and the teasing she was doing as she performed scissoring against you. One of her pale creamy legs was in between your sorrel, thick thighs as she held onto your leg that she lifted up to a better position and held herself up. Emma was in love with the way both of your pussy’s made cute noises. Fuck it, they had to keep you for themselves. She’s gonna talk to Draken about it.

Speaking of Draken, he was too busy wrapping his hand tight around your throat, feeling his dick against your neck, the dick print caused him to become animalistic. His balls were now slapping against your forehead and it was a feel-good hurt. That wasn’t even summing up how brutal his pace was in your throat. Somehow it was too brutal, like the just right brutal and you loved it. “ Shit her throat is melting my dick, it’s like her throat is a predator clenching its teeth into a prey, so tight and wet. I could imagine that’s how her pussy feels right ems’?”

“Mmmphhh, fuck babe keep talking like that, I’m close but before you do, yes her pussy feels so good against mine. So wet and sticky, think I felt her clit, uhhghh Drakennn, h-her clit twitched which means she’s either about to cream or squirt. I’m betting on squirting. A shopping spree and another day with her on my end of the deal, what’s yours?”, Emma says as she starts speeding up by rocking her hips forwards and backwards in a riding motion that Draken loves when she’s on top of him. He was too mesmerized by her tits moving back and forth and your whines and moans vibrating his cock was not helping. Emma didn’t even want an answer because she was too lost in your pussy juices mixing with hers almost too perfectly. Your clit vibrated against hers and suddenly she felt a wet substance gush out of your pussy with your loud moans vibrating and engulfed by your own spit against Draken’s cock. All three of you screamed out or groaned especially when you swiped your tongue under his vein one last time.

Emma groped your right tit with her right hand and brought your hand to grope her left tit with your left hand. Her pussy was creaming against yours and yours was squirting against hers which means the substance was turning white and creamy. “ Dr-drakennnn! {reader’s nameeee}, I’m cummin’”

Draken’s hand reached between you two to feel both of your wetness and brought his hands to his mouth as his cock was parked inside of your mouth, lumping his cum into you nonstop, “ so fucking good, need you to swallow all of it, ya hear me? Wanna’ fuck you and my wife while you two lay on top of eachother but first I need you to take all of my load, fu-uuhhh-ck, so hot and sexy.” He was looking at Emma and then peered down at you with your face covered in mascara and spit dripping down your face from his rough face fucking. Yeah, he was definitely gonna give you and Emma a prize and you’ll be a fine third in their relationship, especially since your children seem to get along well with theirs.

☆ᩧ Takemichi and Hina ୨ ♡l

Hina and Takemichi were looking for a person to fulfill both of their desires at once so when Emma told Hina about you and her time with one another, Hina was intrigued on meeting you, so when she did, she was stunned. Takemichi was definitely gonna love you because you’re exactly the epitome of his browser history and you are literally the woman described in his dream he told her about. He was so into Milfs so you were perfect and she was into hot older women so you were perfect.

Meeting Takemichi after Hina was something you’ll never forget especially when he blurted out “ Hot” when he saw you just for Hina to enclose her hand over his mouth, apologizing profusely to you in the act of saving you from possibly chewing up takemichi. She let out a sigh of relief when you just smiled at the two.

Once they both got to meet you, they started to hang around you a lot for a month, Draken and Emma hung out too but Takemichi and Hina were clingier to you, it was a weird but good feeling. The feeling of you being wanted was something you haven’t had in a long time towards you so why not indulge in it with another couple. Remember no strings attached to your little affairs; a note you made to yourself.

Reasons why you were rolling your hips on top of Takemichi snatching all of his moans from him with a sealed kiss each time he let out a squeaky moan. Your hands were flat against your bed and your boobs were happily bouncing in his face causing his eyes to roll to the back of his head, “mmmhh fuck Mitchy, you’re dick is stretching me open. Is this what you take every night little Hina?” Once your head turned to her Hina moaned even more louder as she watched you continue to roll your ass in a slow circle, taking his dick in and out of your clenching hole. She always wanted to see someone else fucking Takemichi while she watched or joined, last time it was Emma since they decided on swinging that one unforgettable night after planning that for years.

She reached down to rub herself through her panties as she watched you wait for your answer and once she didn’t give you one, you slammed your ass on Takemitchy’s sensitive cock, taking him deeper inside while still holding eye contact with Hina, “ I don’t like to repeat questions, pretty one. Now answer my question or would you like your husband to pay the price by expanding his overstimulation time, limits are only for good boys and girls, especially if they’re married to each other because remember, Ahh fuck, remember you guys are one, so what ever you do will effect the other one.” Takemitchy couldn’t take your pussy swallowing his cock so deliciously and came inside of you surprising you a little. Hina was even surprised but luckily she was even more turned on because she never would’ve guessed she’d be into sharing as much as she is right now. Maybe it’s because she wanted you too.

Takemichi clenched the sheets with a tight grip pleading for mercy, “ Please.. please, I can’t. Oh god, Hina please answer her baby. Ahhn shit, she feels so hot and perfect.” Hina now had her fingers inside of her squelching pussy not caring about anything but the way you demanded an answer from her, fuck she was in love with your dominance, “ I-I’m sorry, yes yes I take all his cock every night, can I please touch you or you touch me? I don’t care I just want your attention~”

You laughed and used two fingers in a come here motion to her which immediately made her stand up and come next to you— grabbing her chin tightly, you smiled at her, “ Touch yourself Hina, touch yourself while you kiss me as I fuck your husband like the dirty man he is. I got a feeling you want to see him cry just like me, isn't that right Hina?” She nodded her head and placed her lips on yours savoring the taste of your pink flavored lip gloss on your lips, although the flavor lasted longer than the gloss though. Hina reached to play with her clit in between her index finger and middle finger- whimpering in identical Rhythm with her husband who’s panting and crying with big tears rolling down his ruby flushed face, “ wan’ more! Need more miss {reader’s name}.”

“ Really now? Stand in front of me, on the bed. Latch onto my shoulders if you have to.” You looked down and smirked at Takemichi before lifting all the way up, his cock finally getting the rest it needed. Relief only washed over him for a quick second because now you were pushing his cock back and forth on your clit and vagina hole, it’s like you were teasing him too damn much and he knew he was gonna burst any minute especially from the water erupting from your pussy causing you to shake a little— letting go of his cock because of your pussy starting to squirt even more as you continued rubbing your pussy on his dick.

“ Shit Hina, {reader’s name}, I wanna cum. Wanna cum so bad. Can I cum please? Please.”, Takemichi moaned as his head flew back against the pillow. Takemitchy looked so pretty in your eyes as his sweat rolled down his face connecting with the fat tears pouring down his eyes, his slender chest lifting up and down and perky nipples red with bites from you and Hina prior to this session now. Wonderfully, something even more prettier was in your face now: Hina’s wet pink but slightly tan pussy. You looked up at her as you stuck your tongue out ready for her to ride your tongue. This just reminds you of you and your husband swinger days, oh how you missed experimenting with your ex-husband.

Hina threw her strawberry blonde hair back as her head snapped back in pure carnality of your thick, wet muscle swiping across her pussy. You hummed in delight before reaching up to grab her hips and shoved her pussy into your face— latching your lips on her clit during the time of her small, delicate hands holding tightly onto your head, raising one leg up on your shoulder to give you better access, “ Fuck, this feels soooo goodahhh, keep licking me like that miss {reader’s name}.” You gladly obliged to her small demand and flicked your o this faster over her clit making sure to apply a little pressure on her clit by the heaviness of your tongue. She tasted so damn natural and good, pussy was something you loved eating and appreciating when it comes to women, she was the woman who’s pussy you’ll come back to for thirds, fuck seconds.

Takemichi was cross eyed now at the time of small spit strings appearing and disappearing whenever he opened and closed his mouth, panting out wanton moans and whimpers when you finally reached down to skillfully place him back inside of you. You loved the feeling of his cock jumping inside of you as his and your juices mixed together started to drip down his balls and onto the bed. He felt so sticky and he didn’t care. This was his first time cumming back to back and it’s all because of you. You were Overstimulating him and his wife especially with the way your tongue flicked against his wife’s pussy. He couldn’t think about nothing as he heard Hina’s pretty moans and the slurping and wet sounds you were producing by your mouth and pussy. This was the best he had and he’s pretty sure Hina thinks the same because of the way she’s thrusting her small hips up and down— shaking as she approached another orgasm. “ mmm, God, I wanna do this again, Hina. Shit.”

☆ᩧ Mitsuya Takashi ୨ ♡l

Mitsuya was in love with hanging out with you and your kids. They reminded him of his little sisters from when they were that age. The way they act, argue, and etc. was similar to Luna and Mana. He loves watching you be a good parent to them and them coming to confide in you about anything like the other day when Saphhire asked “what’s it like to be friends with someone you just met” when referring to her own friendship with someone at school and your own with Mitsuya and the others.

She even asked Mitsuya the same question and a question about his life, not too nosy, just a curious baby girl and he happily answered them, which gave the go to Amethyst to ask him questions too. They were slowly making their way into his heart just like you were.

Mitsuya loved being around you and watching you smile and light up at things you loved to speak about or indulge in. Every since you told him about your fashion designing career taking off, he’s been asking you to chime in on his own pieces so that’s why he invited you to his shop, which was a mistake because when he saw your dolce & gabbana leopard print dress clenching to your pretty full-figure and your black pumps, his pants grew tighter and he couldn’t focus.

Mitsuya couldn’t help but to place his hands on your hips as your ass was slightly bent over as you helped him with his patterns for his dress he was designing for his upcoming fashion show in Osaka. His hands felt like they belonged on your waist as he rested his chin on your shoulders to see what you were doing and you were doing the peacock design so perfectly, more perfect than what he had in his mind. He breathed in your expensive scent and sighed prior to trailing his large hands over the paunchy skin poking out your dress at your sides and down to your ass rubbing it. “ Remember what I said I wanted to do to you after our date? Wanna take you right here and now as you focus on helping to design my dress you’re wearing in my fashion show. Will you mess it up or will you finish off well?” Once you turned your head to look at him with a full blown lust in your eyes, he knew he had you wrapped around his finger now, especially with your next words, “ Please take me. Wanted you ever since our second date.”

With that, Mitsuya had your dress hiked up around your waist whilst pounding inside of your cunt, “ Fuck, you’re so sexy, my love. Want to fuck you every day of my life, don’t care how old you are. Want you forever now.” He felt you shake as your ass bounced against him every time he thrusted into you. The ripples from your ass plus the sexy leopard print on your body was causing him to have a feeling in his chest he couldn’t describe. He found the print he was going to fuck you in everyday in his life, for the future with you too. The print he was going to design with just to fuck and make love to you in. The print he was fucking you in now.

You stopped using the pen with blue markings for the peacock patterns because of Mitsuya twirling his hips as he snapped his hips forward, “ Yes, yes, mmmgh, god, your dick is fucking me so good right now.” You tried to go back to printing in the peacock pattern in the dress and you almost fucked up due to Takashi massaging your tits with both of his hands on each boob now, “ Takashiii, I can’t do it. I can’t focus while you’re, mmmhh, fucking me. But I don’t want you to stop.”

Mitsuya smirked before grabbing the pen out your hand—throwing it somewhere afore taking you away from the curvy Manikin that was creepily modeled after your body, too bad you were too busy getting fucked as you walked to his desk. Mitsuya couldn’t missed the opportunity of fucking into you at the angle your body was making right now. Your back was to his chest as you two walked step by step to the desk, your designer heels clicking against the floor with every step you two took. He slammed inside of you, fast and long were what his strokes felt like. Mitsuya was stuffing you full of dick, not letting up when you reached back to move your hand to his stomach pushing on it only to get your hands locked into both of his hands, “ fuck no, sunshine, you’re not getting away after all the stroking of my leg under the dinner table or the taunting you were doing by saying I can’t handle a woman you’re age as if you didn’t fuck Draken or Takemitchy, you play around a lot, love. Lemme show you what the other twin dragon could do.”

It was obvious he was a bit jealous you fucked Draken first but his jealousy was short lived when you said, “ I only got my mind on you right now mitsyy, you’re fucking me right now not them so show me what the other twin dragon can do, the one I really want.” You should’ve never moaned those words because Mitsuya was now holding your head down on the table with one hand and the other one was still holding your hands together alluding to a rope of his own, “ fuck, sunshine, you can’t say words like that. Fucking hell.” Mitsuya's eyes rolled to the back of his head as your pussy wrapped around his wet dick like a blue rubber glove sticking to your skin when you put them in water.

He moved his hand off your hand to let it join his other hand holding your hand when he suddenly heard you moan loudly as you whined and cried with your face on his desk, “ M’cummin, M’cummin right now. Kashiii, it feels like my stomach is snapping, ahhhnnn.” Mitsuya felt his shoes get heavy and wet making him stop to look down seeing you squirting on his cock and his designer shoe, some of the liquid landing on the floor. If you would’ve looked back at Mitsuya, you would’ve seen his wide smile and wild eyes full of shine because he found his new obsessions about you— the new obsession was joining his other details about you he was obsessed with.

“ That’s right, baby. Squirt on my cock just like that.”, Mitsuya says, still pushing his cock inside of you, not caring if tears were pouring down your eyes because of the overstimulation you were getting. You wondered if this is what Takemichi felt like. This was hell and pleasure at the same time. Takashi's eyes rolled and mouth opened to spurt out moans at the feeling of your ass throwing back against his pelvis creating powerful smacking sounds inside of his studio, which was closed as soon as he switched the sign off. He felt himself about to cum and couldn’t hold your hands back anymore, he needed to hold your body tight as you cum on his cock. He wanted to cum inside of you, not knowing if you’re on birth control or not— he doesn’t even care if you were or not, time for him to have a child anyways.

Mitsuya grabbed your stomach through your dress and pulled you up while you were still in your heels towering over him a little, yet he didn’t care. He just needed to see you cum undone again, luckily his mirror was behind his chair and he stared straight ahead watching your face expressions change multiple times in sequence with his thrusts too. Soon as he snapped his hips against your ass making a big clap sound, his stomach knot came undone and he came right inside of you with a loud moan following, “ Fuck yes. Perfect. Perfect. Perfect girl. My fucking girl.” He was babbling and you squirted out his white cum which essentially got mixed with his cum so now you were squirting out white juices as you broke inside of his arms. You tried to escape off his cock and out of his arms, but he didn’t budge not once even if he was growing a bit weak at the moment, “ You’re not going anywhere so just relax, sunshine. Kissing your forehead to finish off his sentence just right.

“ Yo, Mitsuya, you managed to bag a Milf huh?”

☆ᩧ Taiju Shiba & South Terano ୨ ♡l

Taiju walked into Mitsuya studio right on time—seeing you bent over the table with your heels glued to the floor and dress melting in your skin because of the sweat dancing across your body was everything he needed to see to get hooked on you as well. He didn’t even like when Mitsuya hurried to cover you up with his jacket by the chair on the left of him. He wanted to see you even more.

Luckily, He finally got to see you in his restaurant with two friends from your old neighborhood accompanying you at the dinner to discuss everything in your life from your kids to your sex lives. Taiju was viewing the way your lips were moving from where he stands on the balcony above, he was listening to South speak but watching you intensely. South was a person he wouldn’t consider a friend but is very much a friend in other people's eyes. He was back from Ireland because of a match over there and was gloating about his championship win, yet again.

South felt like Taiju wasn’t listening and stopped talking to walk bedside Taiju looking down at you. South followed his gaze and saw you laughing about your friend telling you a story about how the men she fucked was a slug as he fucked her. South smirked and made his way down to you and when he got to you he interrupted the conversation and introduced himself. Taiju vein appeared in his forehead as he watched South spit his pathetic game on you. Taiju knew it wasn’t gonna work until he saw you writing down your number before raising a class at him as you gave your number to South, who didn’t notice the way you were staring up at Taiju.

You felt like you were being a slut but you were divorced for years and celibate for two years after, you needed this and that was your excuse besides you were still young in mother years so why not indulge in your fantasies and save your 40s for sitting down again. Your 20s were stolen from you by your ex husband so now you’re reliving them. You haven’t felt this feeling since your swinging days. You were always private about your life that people didn’t expect that or this act from you until they actually knew you. Yet, You never would’ve thought that these two would get you the first night of meeting them because now you’re in South’s black 2024 Chevrolet convertible bouncing on South’s cock at the back of Taiju’s restaurant with Taiju leaning on the car, smoking a cigar, “ Hurry the fuck up, South. I want her spreaded on this ugly ass car of yours.”

“ Shut the fuck up, this pussy is too good and tight for me to have to cum to your annoying ass voice in the background, so shut up!” South slapped your ass before grabbing it with his large ass hands, his cold rings on his fingers were a contrast with your skin as he lifted you up and down. “ Fuck yes, baby! Fucking tight for an old bitch like yourself, Mmgh fuck, color me impressed. Pussy is swallowing my dick like it’s a mouth. Fuck yeah!”

You were too drunk off how deep his thick cock was inside of you that you couldn’t even hear half of the words he was saying, plus your moans were growing louder and louder, “ Aaahn, it’s so damn deep, fu-uhhhmmm, I think I’m close.” Your hands came up to his neck as you wiggles your ass before riding him up and down to chase your own orgasm, “ Ahhh yes, dick, your dick is so fucking, hnnhahhh. Keep fucking me, South.” A slap to your ass and his head flying back against his seats indicated that he’s in pure rhapsody, basking in the feeling of your pussy taking him like no other woman his age could, the late 20s women couldn’t take all of his dick even if they tried. He’s now hooked on you and he doesn't plan on letting you go but for now, he got to because Taiju’s right here.

Taiju watched your movements whilst riding South’s cock like you were on a bull ride, your dress was up and gave him a perfect view of your ass he couldn’t stop staring at or fantasizing about since he saw it when you fucked Mitsuya. He exhaled the smoke building up in his throat— his yellow eyes watching the car move up and down as you two bounced even more faster due to South’s intense grip on your ass lifting it up and down like you were a pocket pussy of his. South didn’t care about your weight, he wasn’t a heavy weight champion for nothing so don’t underestimate him, “ Shit baby, I could feel your pussy shaping to my cock and now you’re about to cum aren’t you?” Taiju watched you babble out your words to the point they were coming out slurred. You couldn’t speak when South’s cock was reaching places you haven’t felt in a long time, thanks to his right- curved dick.

Taiju smirked at your head flying back as your arms were going limp meanwhile South wrapped his muscular arms around your waist still moving you up and down despite you going limp and mind fucked, some drool was even trailing down your mouth because of your head being back and your mouth open releasing now muffled screams in Taiju’s hand clamped over your mouth, “ Shit, she’s a creamer and screamer, can’t forget a squirter too.” South squeezed his eyes shut followed by a loud groan escaping his mouth, he came into the condom that was pathetically wrapped around his cock, “ Really now? Let’s see if I could—”

“ Fuck no. It’s my turn now give her to me.”, Taiju opened the car door and lifted you up into his arms to walk you to the hood of South’s car. “ You’re okay, little strawberry?” You nodded your head sluggishly, “ m’not done but yes I’m okay now fuck me.” Taiju hummed and unbuckled his pants to free his hard, aching cock onto your wet pussy— legs cocked open revealing the most prettiest pussy he ever seen, “ Fuck, she’s so pretty covered in your wetness.” To get his point across even more, he slid his index finger over your pussy to hold it up to your mouth, “ See how sticky she is, gonna make this pussy mine tonight.”

Taiju was a man of a few words but whenever he did speak, his words were absolute because his cock was driving you crazy as he fucked you on top of the car you’re desperately trying to hold on to. His hips smacked into yours, not giving a damn if people heard the loud smacking noises your bodies created as they slapped into each other. Each time he fucked into you, the car rocked with South chuckling in the back seat with his phone in his hand, he was on the phone with Mikey asking him if he’s up for fighting in benkei’s gym with him. Taiju paid no attention to his loud voice because of your moans drowning out South’s annoying voice, “ nngh! Wanna cum, wanna cu-uhnmmm.”

“ Cum on my dick, strawberry. Make a mess of my cock baby. Need that pussy squirting and creaming on me. Come on, I know you could give me what I want. Fuck!”, Taiju groaned as he leaned over you with his chin on your head while one of his hands were on your head and another one was on your thighs— printing his hand into your thigh from how tight he was gripping the fat of your thigh. Nothing but his chest was in your view and you loved it even if he had his white dress shirt on. Once his cock started to make its way to kiss your cervix you were glad you came before that because you knew that would’ve hurt you if he ended up kissing it. Taiju stopped and came inside of you when you came on his cock causing him to dent South’s hood by how hard he banged his falling hand from your head on it. Both of your moans and groans plus South vulgar language in all three languages he speaks fluently in were heard due to the effect of Taiju fucking up his car. Your friends weren’t even thought about as your squirting came out in white and clear water because of his cum and your cream mixed together.

“ Oh shut the fuck up, I’ll fix it.”

☆ᩧ Tokyo Manji Gang ୨ ♡l

Your kids were growing a little bigger as the months flew by. It's now April and when you moved to Tokyo it was in the middle of January. They formed bonds with Emma’s son and the men you formed relations with. So when your babies were over for their week, you loved spending time with them and the men and women who stop by your house. Mikey and Amethyst always got into it over the dorayaki he got her hooked on by bringing them over and asking if you could make some from scratch. Sapphire loved riding on Hanma’s or Mochi’s neck or backs. During your week with them, it was nothing but fun and extraordinary things happening, reasons why they plan on getting their dad to move across or next to you, on the other side .

They love when it’s your week because you're the most fun out of the two. You were a little strict when needed but they knew to get their acts together quickly. They loved the house, friends, and most of all, you. So whenever they have to leave, like now, they always get a little sad until Kazutora- who you met at his pet shop- promised to show them the baby bobcat they recently placed in their pet shop. Instantly brighten up their faces, you whispered a thank you to him as he and Chifuyu hugged your baby dolls.

You’ve recently been getting so down and sad whenever they leave and this was one of the moments that the Toman crew got to witness with their own eyes, it was almost sad with how moppy you became, but when Mikey came up with a plan every piece of sympathy escaped the men as they came up with a plan to get your smile or cheeks brightened again, a great plan considering the way your mid-thigh, purple sundress sat on your figure just right with your light purple Steve Madden strap heels to match.

Sex and comfort was Mikey’s plan and it was working as he watched Kazutora and Baji lick your pussy at the same time, tongues knocking into each other several times as you tongue fucked you and hakkai kissing your lips to stop your moans from getting any louder not that they minded. He watched as Draken and Mitsuya spoke about their plans with the vacation getaway they were planning, but Manjirou wasn’t paying attention or going if you’re not. He wanted you there, so that’s why he thought this master plan of his was actually smart. As soon as you started to kiss Mikey before this current situation, you forgot what you were sad about. Your emotions didn’t exactly flip right then and there, after all it took Mikey whispering sweet sayings to you as he and Sanzu laid you down.

“ She’s such a loud moaner, wanna see if we can make her scream?”, Nahoya says to his brother Souya as a bet between them until Hanma decided to join in their conversation, “ 10 yen if I make her scream?” You couldn’t hear the rest of the conversation because baji’s tonhue ring was vibrating against your clit and you couldn’t hear anything but that, well at least you thought you could hear the vibrations from the momentum of his tongue flicking up and down your clit in a long oval taking in the beauty of pussy eating right in front of his eyes. Kazutora and, now, Chifuyu watched with gleaming eyes at how your body squirmed under their holds as Keisuke fucked his tongue piercing all over your pussy. The slurping sounds got louder as he proudly stuffed his face back in your pussy, not letting up even if you thrashed around with loud muffled moans contributing to your brain becoming mushy.

“ Fuck, she’s so fucking volumptous every where, even her pussy is volumptous, wan’ my turn too so Keisuke hurry the hell up!”, Pah chin says forgetting about Yuki for a moment until he heard her voice on the other side of the phone telling him to hold the phone up straight so she could see. She was too busy out with Senju and Yuzuha so she couldn’t participate with all the men of Toman like that but luckily Pah-chin was ever so the loving husband— deciding to FaceTime her so her and the girls could see what they were missing. Keisuke felt your fingers in his hair, yanking and pulling on his ponytail eagerly trying to get yourself off faster and he wasn’t having it, so he stopped and smirked at your head rising up from the sofa in hurt and confusion.

“ Sorry princess, can’t let you cum so fast yet, need you whining on our cocks begging to cum over and over again”, Keisuke says as he rises up from his knees.

Mitsuya chuckled before pitching in himself, “ She’s so damn beautiful when she cums, her little lip bite she does before screaming out will always get me going.”

Draken laughed and nodded his head in agreement while Takemichi blushed as he looked at you with your brown nipples out and your sundress bunched up on your tummy—your pussy was on full display. Your pussy was the prettiest he's ever seen, especially with someone who’s hairy, not bush wise yet not that he wouldn’t or they wouldn’t mind but it looks like it’s growing hair on it. “ She’s so beautiful.” A hand was placed on his shoulder as Takemichi stared at your body lifting up and down due to the oxygen you let in and out, “ Easy, we’re just getting started Takemichi.” Kisaki, a man Takemichi would’ve never thought he’d befriend but here we are. The final timeline was something he hardly discussed with anyone other than Mikey and possibly Chifuyu, he so badly wanted to say that you weren’t a part of the final timeline but damn you were a fine ass edition so why would he worry or complain.

Indeed it was the beginning because after Pah and Pey both took turns spitting on your pussy and eating you out, the twins were now fucking you while Sanzu had his cock in your mouth. You didn’t care about anything except getting fucked without any mercy from nahoya and mercy from Souya, they were ying and yin while fucking into both ends, courtesy to Draken for using his fingers to prep your ass to take Nahoya’s thick 7 inch cock. Your gags and moans were music to everyone’s ear, especially the man who’s holding your head as he fucked into your mouth while your body was stuck in between Angry and Smiley. “ Fuck, she’s a fucking pro at taking and sucking dick. Toman’s little fuck doll.”, Sanzu moaned as he threw his head back.

“ More like Toman’s pretty little Milf, fuck, I wonder what the others would say once they found out she’s milked almost everyone in this room by now. Such a naughty older slut we got our fingers on and in boys.”, Hanma boasts with a loud laugh following making the others roll their eyes at his foolishness. Once they heard the loud slapping and choking noises coming from them fucking into your body, they knew the only thing on your mind was the word dick and they were right. It was like an repeated echo in your mind because of how fucked your mind was. Soon after them though, Kisaki and Hanma both got a turn and you couldn’t take Hanma’s cock in your pussy, he was possibly the largest out of everyone but not larger than south and Taiju whom you had before. His big hands were imprinted on your thighs as he held you up, fucking you against the edge of the table, creaks of it scrapping the floor as he fucked his cum into you. The same cum Kisaki slurped out of you before spitting it back on your pussy and devouring you, “ Too much. Too much. Ahhn.” Your moans were music to Kisaki’s ears.

you managed to still hold on for Mikey’s and the Baji trio. Mikey has his cock in your pussy now and Baji had his cock in your ass at the same time of you switching between Chifuyu and Kazutora, either sucking their cocks or giving them handjobs. Mikey groaned as he felt your pussy tightly clench onto him as he sloppily thrusts his hips forward and backwards, him and Baji moving at different paces torturing your pussy and ass, “ Fuck yeah, bunny. So fucking good for me and my friends aren’t you? Wanna know something, my brothers gonna be pissed I got you first, even my older brother who I- fuck! You’re milking my cock so well- I talk about you to. Good luck dealing with both, my chubby bunny. Now cum f’me.” And indeed you came especially hearing how his entire family wanted you. Your body shaking and creaming on their cocks made the men chuckle and moan in delight.

☆ᩧ Yokohama Tenjiku Gang l ୨ ♡l

Izana got word from his little brother bragging about how good you treated him and his friends. He didn’t like it one bit so he ended up inviting you over to his house to teach him how to bake your famous peach cobbler you made for him when you cooked dinner that one Sunday before your kids went to their dad. He remembered getting to know you even more as you told stories about your little family and where you all were from and etc.

He remembered that night, might even got it tattooed in his mind because he remembered your outfit you wore for the lots of them. Appropriate around your children but still somewhat inappropriate around them from the way it fits your body just right. He noticed all your clothes fit your body, that’s when a light bulb came to his head and he remembered you saying you design or tailor pieces of clothing yourself.

So when he invited you over to his house to make your famous peach cobbler, he or his friends weren’t expecting to see you dressed like you were walking the runway. With a pink and black spaghetti strap dress on and black and black custom made La Parfait heels with pink frills on them, Mochi was the first to ask why you were so dressed up. Neither one of them liked your answer because who were you going on a date with?! It wasn’t anyone from Toman, considering Koko asked the questions related to them and Toman, so who?

Too bad, you couldn’t tell them because A). They didn’t want to actually know and the peach cobbler was abandoned as soon as you mentioned the man you met two months ago, Keizo Arashi. The way that you gloat about him when meeting him in his gym for the first time, pisses half of them off so that led to you being split open by Izana's large cock. His cock was a cock you never wanted to let go of, which is why it gripped which made him release a hiss— slapping your heavy tits repeatedly, “ You really think I’m gonna let you go out with my brother’s friend when I could do more for you than he ever could, no matter if I’m 30. We are only seven years apart baby, don’t piss me off Mahal.”

You felt like your tits were gonna be sore after he and the Haitanis’ get done with them. They’re mouths were glued to each tit after he slapped them. Rindou’s tongue ring was enough to make you whimper and moan while grabbing his blue and yellow mullet without a care in the world. Ran’s mouth was the total opposite of how Rindou made you feel but you still loved him sucking on your tit until milk suddenly leaked out causing him to happily suck on your bouncing tit even more. Ran moaned in delight as he sucked out the milk of your tits, “ Still lactating after all these years, baby doll. Everyday I become more obsessed with you”. You tried to push him off in embarassment, but Izana grabbed your hands in his pulling them down to your stomach as he fucked into you missionary style, “ no, no, it’s so embarrassing but feel so go-ouuuuhhdah.”

“ Good. Be embarrassed, the more humiliated you are, the more your pussy grips my cock just perfect, pretty baby. You’re such a pretty slut who loves to put on a fake persona, aren’t you?”, Izana asks as he snaps his hips into your thighs. Before you could wail out your answer, a presence clouded around you whilst squinting your eyes, “ Mind if I fuck your mouth like the whore that you are.” Your pussy spasms on Izana’s cock making him moan as his white curly hair stuck to his face as it ran with the sweat forming on his forehead, “ Shit! This cougar pussy loves to be degraded, yeah.” Mochi tapped your chin with his huge, heavy dick telling you to open up as he saw your mind start to get foggy as you babbled about needing more like you were casting a spell. You glady opened your mouth and took his cock inside of it. Mochi took in a breathe during the time of your throat taking him in, the gags on his cock made him throw his head back, “ fuck yeah, slut. You’re taking my cock in so well, wan’ more don’t cha?” When you stupidly tried to answer with your mouth, more gags and muffles were vibrating his cock making everyone laugh at your stupidity.

Muto rose up from his seat with Koko and Inupi following behind, “ She’s so stupid. Can’t even answer because her mouth and pussy is being stuffed so well that she can’t speak or form correct sentences. Such a pity for a beautiful woman like yourself. Such a toy, our fuck toy.” Muto wanted to fuck your ass so he waited until Izana came deep inside of your pussy not caring about any consequences, your pussy was too good for him to pull out or fuck with a condom, “ Squeezing me so tight, darling. My little Angel is gonna make me cum. Fu-uhhghhh.” Mochi was next to cum deep inside of your mouth not caring how animalistic his groan was.

You thought you could catch a breath but Muto already had his hands on your body when everyone separated from you, the tit that Ran was sucking on was sore and sensitive to touch right now. Muto lifted you up in his arms and walked you to the couch to sit down with you still having your legs wrapped around him, “ Ride me in reverse, might cum too fast looking at your pretty ass face.” You giggled before getting up to get in the reverse cowgirl position, looking back at him as you grabbed his freed, long cock in your hands. Sliding your pussy on his cock was a magnificent view for Muto as it was for Koko and Inupi standing on the side of you two. You teased Muto at first as your hand still held his cock while slipping him in and out, gaining an irritated grunt from him until he grabbed your hips to slam your down on his cock causing your eyes to go wide and your mouth to scream out curse words. The impact of his cock inside of you was stretching and painful, he’s up there with fucking South, so you couldn’t move just yet because he was letting you catch your breathe again, “ See what teasing me do. Make me wanna make you scream and cry in pleasure on my dick.”

Before you know it, your body was bent down in a all fours position whilst Muto pounded into you with Koko recording the entire thing for himself, fuck everyone else because when you have to pratically manage Manjirou’s finance it was a lot of stress for him and Kisaki, so he needed this. Muto loved the way your ass jiggle as he thrusted up into you, “ The greatest ass I ever seen, just wanna fuck you all day to see it, may even wanna fuck it soon.” Your moans were muffled and what you were saying was gibberish so Muto bent down a little to lift you up to bring you into his chest so now your back was to his sweaty chest while his head was on your shoulders breathing in your intoxicating scent. Koko came closer with his cock now out, “ What was that? Couldn’t hear what you were trying to say, don’t tell me you’re becoming senile already, you’re only in your late 30s. But if you’re not senile, prove it to me and the camera audience.”

You didn’t care about what he was saying, you just needed something in your mouth fast or else you’ll wake their neighbors up especially since your pus A is starting to get sloppier and wetter which means, “ Holy shit, she’s squirting. The pretty bunny is squirting on Muto’s dick nonstop, can’t wait for my turn, so hurry up Muto!” A new voice, Shion, the man who was edging himself this entire time. Muto snapped his hips up three more times, cumming inside of you. You were now stuffed with two of their cum and you somehow felt like your younger self again, in other words, a young cum slut again. Muto grip on your hips were gonna make a dark purple bruise on your sable skin, but you were too busy silent screaming as your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your mouth opened in a little O. Koko captured all of it and now he was capturing it up close with his cock getting worked by your hand as the Haitanis’ and inui took you together. The fact that you were getting fucked in both holes recklessly tells them what type of slut you were back then.

Ran and Rindou loved how well you were sucking their dicks inside of your pussy and prepared ass, thanks to Shion who fingered and ate your ass. Shion slobbering all over your puckering hole was a little embarrassing for you since everyone was watching but it felt so good so you moved the embarrassment to the back of your head. So he was finally useful for something after all these years and that was opening you up for Ran to shove his cock inside of your ass proudly and loudly too. Rindou’s cock had lots of girth so it was hard for him to fuck into you without hurting you until you declared, “ Wan’ more. Rindou please fuck me, stretch me I don’t care. Need more. Ahhghn.” Rindou took that as a go to slam inside of you at the same time of his brother slamming inside of you from below. Soon they both found cadence, so when Inupi came from the side to grab your head to let you suck him, everything fell into place like dominos.

Inupi was trying to hold his whimpers and moans back until Koko reached to slap his hands, “ No. No. Let her hear how amazing that slut of a mouth she has is.” And he did by grabbing your hair tightly in his clutch as his long but skinny cock moved inside of your mouth like he never wanted it to stop. Your moans from how hard and fast the Haitani brothers were fucking you was cut off by Inupi slamming his cock inside of your spit bubbles filled mouth. Fuck your face was getting messier as your mascara poured down your eyes and snot started to form, fuck you were so messy and that only turned Inupi and everyone else on even more. Your phone ringing non stop wasn’t even heard because of how much everyone was moaning, groaning, or screaming. Izana held your phone with a devilish smile on your face while looking at the caller ID with Benkei’s name appearing and disappearing from how much he was calling you. “Too late she’s with us now.”

☆ᩧ Original Black Dragons Gang l ୨ ♡l

Manjirou invited you over to his house again, this time it was only him so you were really excited. He wanted to watch you cook him your grandma’s Sunday dinner you rave about. He couldn’t focus on anything you had to say because he was just watching you cook with your pink polka dot apron that had “Hot Cook” on it. He was about to ask you a question about the macaroni and cheese but he got interrupted by Izana yelling his name all throughout the house trying to find where he was at.

Manjirou was annoyed he got cut off from his time alone with you so he and Izana were arguing and while they were arguing the doorbell rang again. You were debating if you wanted to get it but eventually you did because they kept arguing about you and other things. As you opened the door, three men including Benkei stood there.

Your action of hugging Benkei caused the other two men to be confused and jealous. After the hug, they all went inside and so Benkei introduced you to his friends. Handshakes came from Wakasa and Shinichiro while Takeomi tried to hug you just to feel your boobs squished against his chest. Mikey didn’t like the way the older men stared at you like you were the only person in the room. It irked Izana as well, seeing Shinichiro's eyes linger on your ass as you walked away to turn off the stove.

Great decision to turn off the stove and oven because you were being bent over the table by Shinichiro grabbing your hair as a cigarette hung from his mouth, “ Such a beauty you all were hiding from us.” Benkei’s tongue explored the inside of your mouth while both hands were occupied by Takeomi and Walasa’s cocks. Your jeans you wore were somewhere on the floor and the shirt completely ripped due to Takeomi’s hands so now you were only being fucked from behind with a apron on. Spit dripped down your chin as you tongue kissed Benkei so passionately as Mikey and his, final timeline, Toman gang sat on chairs, floor, and couches. All have their eyes on you getting fucked by people older than you. “ Mmphff.” Wakasa chuckled at you desperately moaning in the heated kiss you and his best friend shared, “Hear that, she’s enjoying this so much, did her body shudder from the touch of your hands… from the silence I could tell it didn’t so watch and learn boys.”

Shin yanked your hair in your hairstyle some more and pushed his long, hard cock inside of you. His baggy pants were on his ankles as he fucked you with skin to skin contact. His skin pumped fresh blood of excitement because he was fucking a Milf and he always wanted to fuck one, older or younger than him, he didn’t care. “ Shit! Her pussy is still so tight and comfortable after fucking every last one of you here. Such great pussy that you should treat as a prize every day. I always taught you guys right? Manjirou and Izana? To treat women like the best damn person to walk on earth and now I’m teaching you how to treat their pussies like the greatest prize you’ll ever get.” Manjirou gulped while Izana nodded his head, rolling his eyes after before speaking, “ You have a lot of nerve fucking my woman Shinichiro. Right in front of me.”

Shinchiro chuckled as he leaned down to your ear—stretching his arms to place his hands across your neck, squeezing it just right and not too tight, “ Little brother already claimed you huh? Benkei, how do you feel about this?” Benkei released your lips from his teeth since he was biting your lips as you moaned from the impact of Shinichiro’s hips smacking against yours at a steady and hard pace. Arashi’s cock was right in front of your face and you tried to reach to lick it but Shinichiro grabbed your hair and pulled your back depriving you of getting to lick his cock. You wanted to cry because you wanted him inside of your mouth so bad and Shinichiro was stopping you. Benkei gulped as he looked at you trying to suppress your moans and tears from falling out your eyes, “ She knows who she belongs with, so I feel good especially knowing that she’s choosing me after all of this is done.”

Soon after, Shinichiro pulled out and let Benkei take you to the couch that wasn’t sat on at all since Manjirou oddly enough had three couches in his living room. Once they did, you found yourself being spilt open by Wakasa and Benkei. Your hair was so messy from the hairstyle you had it in and your teary eyes were so watery that Takeomi almost felt bad for you as he fucked into your mouth, “ Mmmph, mmnnn, I cwn’tttmmmgh.” Double penetration was so hot and had you moaning like a bitch in heat. On top of that, Takeomi’s hair was down and sticking to his forehead so beautifully that you tried to keep eye contact with him as he pistol into your mouth with no care if your throat can take him, “ She’s so fucking pretty taking my dick down her throat like this, should frame it. So, Hanma get your ass over here to take a photo with your camera, you don’t mind right doll?” You tried to nod your head yes, but he just snapped his hips to your mouth causing you to gag loudly making the men inside of the living room groan and moan at your gags, “ my bad, thought you wanted more of my dick in you.” His pubic hairs were touching the sides of your mouth and nose from how deep he was inside of your mouth. And you loved it.

Benkei basked in the glory of your pussy taking all of his dick like a vixen at the same time of Wakasa fucking into your tight ass from above with one leg on the couch. Shinichiro was twisting your nipples causing more tears to fall because they still hurt from three days ago with the Haitani brothers sucking and playing with them. Benkei felt his dick getting wetter with your juices and moaned at the feeling of your warmth around him, “ Haven’t had pussy like this in a long ass time. Wanna get you pregnant so bad.” You moaned at his words because you were the most beautiful while pregnant and plus you loved the praise coming from him the most. It was him and Mitsuya praises that mean something to you. Wakasa gripped your neck with his hand, feeling Takeomi’s dick print moving in and out of you. Excitement from that, Wakasa happily plunged into your gaping ass, “ Say you want him to breed you, Princess. Wanna hear you loud and clear even if it’s through choked moans.” You shook your head, too embarrassed to say anything with a huge ass dick in your mouth slapping your uvula multiple times. Hanma was sitting on the other side of you taking pictures of this entire situation with a chilling smile on his face. Fuck, you looked so photogenic right now, well always really since he’s been taking pictures of you a lot lately.

Benkei and Wakasa slapped each of your cheeks with one of their hands creating more ripples and prints on your ass. You screamed and choked on Takeomi’s cock causing him to throw his head back in pure ecstasy, “ Fuck think m’bout to cum down her tight little throat.” Shinichiro tapped him as Benkei’s arms wrapped around your waist holding you in place as he pounded into you at a faster pace than before— Wakasa catching on and matching his pace. Their balls slapping against each other as they fucked into you, “ Let her speak a little but keep it in her mouth, wanna see her struggle to form words out her pretty, hot mouth.”

And he did just that, pulling half of his dick to hear Benkei now say it, “say you want us to breed you.” You moaned as you tried to bounce back on his cock, “ Wan’ you to brwwd meaaaa, I wanna cummmmh, want you cummmhhh.” Your words came out gibberish and you could tell it was filled with cock.

Shinichiro could tell you were enjoying yourself as if you never did, Wakasa did too which is why he spoke next, “ Would you look at that, the pretty princess acts like she never had cock this great in her entire life. Crying and slobbering everywhere while this pussy and ass gets stuffed to the brim. Seems like you all didn’t do your jobs.” Draken was the first to rebuttal, “ Fuck off, you old fuck.” Wakasa laughed and looked at him as he slapped your ass whilst holding eye contact with Draken to make him even more pissed. Wakasa's purple eyes grew more hazy as he trailed his fingers to your pudgy stomach, squeezing it causing you to squeal and choke on Takeomi’s cock causing him to cum deep inside of your throat from the vibrations of your coughs. Your hands tapped Takeomi’s thighs as he held your head while fucking his cum deep into your throat, “ Holy fuck! So fucking good f’me.”

Your vision was starting to see black spots as he held your head down. Snot was coming down your noise as much as your tears rolling down your face. God, you looked like a high class Slut. Their slut. Takeomi released you and you coughed immediately afterwards because you needed air especially since you were stuffed too much below and felt your lungs jump for air as he stuffed your mouth to the base of his cock. Takeomi and Shinichiro held your hair and tapped your cheek, Shinichiro laughed, “ So messy and pretty, so erotic and unreal as well.” Benkei fucked you with sweat rolling down his naked chest because his shirt was long discarded when he started fucking you. He could never get tired of fucking you, “ fuck!”, he moaned, not caring how he sounds, “ gonna”, feeling your pussy clench to him with a vice grip made him more feral, “ Cum inside”, Benkei lifted his hips into you, making you take all of his cock again, “ This”, your pussy was throbbing and melting his cock now, “ Pussy.”

Benkei came deep inside of you with a loud grunt of the word fuck stretch out. Soon as he did, your pussy started to make noises. Queefing noises, something you were embarrassed about yet everyone in the room knew one thing from that, you were enjoying yourself a lot more than they besides Wakasa thought. Even your cervix was moving back because of your pussy welcoming Benkei’s cum inside like no other. You couldn’t even moan because Wakasa was next to cum inside of you and with the way he rolled his hips and then snapped them into your ass was enough to leave you speechless and out of screams, “ Shit baby! Your hole wraps around my cock perfectly, couldn’t resist Cumming inside of this hole.”. Besides, you could feel your voice getting sore from how hard he was fucking it. You were breathing loudly as your cream on Arashi’s cock danced down his cock and his balls, the juices causing a funny feeling in between his ass cheeks, but he didn’t care especially with your tits in front of his face.

Shinichiro stood in Takeomi’s place with his cock out as he stroked it on your lips, “ Open, want you to take my load in your pretty little mouth, wish I could’ve came on your dreamy tits sticking out the side of that apron, but they’ll be for later.” You tiredly opened up your mouth to take his load and once his cum hit your tongue, it didn’t just hit that. His cum hit your chubby cheeks and forehead— dripping down now and surprisingly when you swallowed he tasted good, salty good, but not healthy due to cigarettes and beer. He turned to his brothers and their friends with a chibi smirk on his face, “ Guess we know which group is better. Just look at how tired and happy she is falling asleep on Arashi’s chest.”

Baji and Kazutora wanted to fight him because they both did the same thing with Chifuyu as well and Baji started to yell but was shushed by Benkei and Mitsuya. They stared at each other before nodding to one another afterwards. It’s obvious who you chose out of all of them.

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begging on my knees for dilf jenson pls 😭 maybe his kids sneaking up on him when he’s on media duty and them trying to take his job lmaooo love your writings so much!

i didn’t do it | jenson button

dilf jenson dilf jenson dilf jenson also thanks for the request!!! yes ik jenson wasn’t in bahrain let’s ignore that 😍

The 2024 season had started and Jenson already had his hands full with two kids that had a little too much sugar. You had fallen sick so you couldn’t join your family to the season opener. Jenson thought it would be best to take both kids with him to let you rest and get better. Of course you trusted your husband to be alone with the kids, but he had a job to do and you didn’t want the kids to be alone while Jenson was working. Jenson assured you he would keep them close by and he meant it.

When you turned on the television to watch your husband, you didn’t think that your kids would also be making their television debut. You smiled as you saw your twin kids sneakily walking towards their dad, who was listening to Will Buxton talk.

Your son, Jack, gently placed a sticker on Jenson’s back. After placing more, Jack gave the sticker sheet to his sister, Ophelia, so she could do the same. It quickly turned into a ‘how many stickers can you stick on your dad’s jacket without him noticing?’ game and so far it was twenty.

“I think we have some guests here.” Will laughed as Jack and Ophelia placed the last sticker on Jenson’s back.

Jenson turned around and saw his kids laughing at him. “What are my babies doing?”

“Nothing!” Jack innocently said while laughing. He then whispered to his sister. “Don’t tell dad.”

But Jenson heard and got curious. “Tell dad what?”

“I didn’t do it! Ophelia did!”

“Jack!” Ophelia giggled and couldn’t resist spoiling their plan. “Look at your back! You have Olaf and Elsa and puppies!”

Jenson turned to his colleagues and saw them laughing. “Do I have something on my back?” He acted clueless.

“A few things, yeah.”

Jenson could care less. It was his kids’ artwork and he was going to wear it proudly even if it was a bunch of stickers on his jacket. So for the rest of the interviews, he kept the stickers.

Eventually, Mark Webber joined the crew and talked about their race predictions for the season. Jack grabbed his dad’s microphone and held it up to Mark even though he had his microphone.

“Oh thank you, Jack, you’re very kind.” Mark lowered his microphone so he could speak into Jack’s. “I actually have a question for the Button twins. Who do you think is going to win todays race?”

Jack lowered the microphone so he could speak in it. “I think Max is going to win because he goes very fast.”

Then Ophelia grabbed the microphone from Jack. “No, it’s Lewis.”

“Looks like we created another rivalry.” Mark joked.

“Dad? What about you?” Ophelia raised the microphone to her dad.

“I think it’s important that everyone has fun and no matter what, I hope everyone has a safe race.” Jenson explained to his kids.

“So Red Bull?” The kids wondered.

#formula 1 #f1 x reader #formula 1 imagine #f1 imagine #f1 x you #jenson button x reader #jenson button imagine #jenson button #jenson button fic

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🌼 freya's recent svt reads (& recs)

disclaimer : these are my RECENT reads, and i haven't added some of my old reads! also i have tried to add atleast one for each member to the list hehe (except jihoon he has two)

note : fic titles labelled with a * mark are series. minors please stay away, strictly. almost all fics here are 18+ !!

— also, i am @angelwoozi 😭 incase you wanted to check out my writing blog then.

CHOI SEUNGCHEOL

* yours, but not yours by @gyukult (fake dating au, 18+)

when a nice guy gets too overbearing, you’re stuck with the option of having a fake boyfriend.

YOON JEONGHAN

Jeonghan's Guide to Insurance Fraud (And Falling In Love) by @starsstuddedsky (f2l, fake dating au)

your best friend offers a way for you to get your wisdom teeth removed without going into debt. the only catch? you can’t fall in love

HONG JISOO

Plush by @bitchlessdino (est relationship, 18+)

soft joshua cockwarming drabble, with love and yearning.

WEN JUNHUI

Love, Actually by @haet-sal (single dad, boss jun, kind of infidelity au, 18+)

You’re the wide-eyed, clueless-but-on-top secretary to Wen Junhui, and it all starts, with one new year’s kiss… well, new year’s fuck.

Mr. Wen likes you. It should have been obvious, whenever he seemed to forgive your inadequate work ethics and frequent unfailing mishaps, and how much he trusted you, no matter how many mistakes you made, how much he hated hearing about your life with your boyfriend… and what kind of boss goes shopping for their employee, privately, anyway?

KWON SOONYOUNG

i don't understand but i love you by @hvcmixtape (est relationship)

soonyoung has only been the kindest and most gentle husband. sometimes you feel like you're floating on the stars, and sometimes you feel like you've just jumped into the most romantic book.

JEON WONWOO

rich girl by @blushnote (rich girl x street punk wonwoo, 18+)

wonwoo likes to call you a rich girl, and you hate it because it’s true. in fact, you hate a lot of things: your friends, your parent’s attitude, the way your life is supposed to be perfect even though you’re miserable. not much makes you happy, except for a punk boy who you can’t even be with.

LEE JIHOON

You Make Me Breathe by @hwanghyunjinenthusiast (hanahaki au)

Jihoon is utterly in love with you. Too bad you're into his friend Soonyoung, and he's too much of a coward to ever tell you how he feels. He's happy to take his feelings to the grave but soon finds that his body doesn't agree with his decision.

* As a Matter of Fact by @starsstuddedsky (co-workers to lovers, fake dating au)

when you're caught in a simple lie, the best solution? dig in your heels and stick to your guns until everything inevitably goes wrong and everyone gets hurt

LEE SEOKMIN

(Not) A Gentleman by @wonusite (est relationship, 18+)

Your boyfriend is the sweetest man alive—a perfect gentleman. However, you’re determined to show him that he doesn’t always have to be a gentleman.

KIM MINGYU

Good Dad, Better Daddy by @bitchlessdino (dilf au, bestfriend's dad mingyu, 18+)

you were hesitant when your friend said you should just stay at her house for the summer, especially knowing you can barely contain yourself with her hot dad around as well as the thought of not getting caught.

XU MINGHAO

at dawn by @sluttyminghao (domestic au, est relationship, 18+)

domestic sex with boyfriend minghao!

BOO SEUNGKWAN

pussy sport by @duhnova (fwb au, 18+)

leave it up to boo seungkwan to almost suffocate between your thighs, eat you out till you’re crying, and to figure out a new kink of his.

CHWE HANSOL

You Get Me So High by @cheolhub (f2l, 18+)

smoking with your best friend (who you totally don’t have a crush on) is super fun till all you can think about is him… well, doing him, to be more specific.

LEE CHAN

promise ring by @lovelyhan (royalty au, f2l, 18+)

no one would've guessed that the daughter of the town’s royal mage has a soft spot for the clumsiest fire elemental in the entire realm. but when the crown prince suddenly asks for your hand in marriage, you're forced to consider how you feel about a certain lee jung chan a lot more seriously.

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I AM BACK AGAIN WITH MY HEAD IN HANDS AND HORNY BRUCE WAYNE ON MY MIND I NEED THAT MAN ABSOLUTELY INSANELY DESPERATE FOR BATMOM. SOMETHINNG ABOUT THE URGE.... DELICIOUS

BRB MICROWAVE NOISES ARE HAPPENING IN MY HEEEEAD 🏃🏻‍♀️💨

writing milf!Batmom was bound to happen at some point lol I was waiting for the day to finally happen fr fr SO HERE ❤

warnings: smut (18+ content, minors DNI!)

Look, with that many kids in the household, did you really think no one's going to talk about how sexy of a mother Mrs Wayne is?

Don't get me wrong, Bruce being called a DILF is not uncommon! Just look at him; a rich and respectable hunk of a man, who is also a father of six children and counting? So much hotter than when he was known as a playboy all those years ago. It was only natural for the public to talk about the missus in question as well.

Who could've possibly been the one to finally tame the Bruce Wayne and better yet, encouraged him into the married life?

You, obviously, and boy, did the public understand why.

No matter how much the media tries to deny it, they can never ignore your beauty, your grace, and dare I say, your MILF-ness.

C'mon, everyone's eyes were always on you the second you'd step foot into the gala. Oh, Mrs Wayne is here, in her new silky, silt-cut dress, matchint heels and jewellery that complements your every feature?

Sign me the fuck up!

You may have acknowledged the reputation bestowed upon you, but what you didn't realized was just how strong that power was.

But, of course, your reputation comes with a bit of a price to pay. Not by you, but by your children.

If there was one thing Dick, Jason and Tim were especially too familiar of hearing, especially on social media, it's about you, and the Internet can be very open with their thoughts. People are getting too comfortable on the app, as one would say.

While there was no denying that you were in fact beautiful, they were still your sons, and to see such language about you was almost as traumatic as seeing you and Bruce fooling around in bed.

• 'Mrs Wayne is so hot??? HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN HER IN THOSE HEELS??? GYAT'

• 'I've seen her IRL when I was visiting her café and let me tell you; photos do NOT DO HER JUSTICE 🥵'

• 'If my future husband and I don't give Bruce and (Y/N) Wayne energy, I don't want it ☝🏼🤨'

• 'mrs wayne's thighs appreciation: a thread that will having you SCREAMING [includes 10+ photos]'

That last one in particular had an intimidating number of likes, mind you. As if their own set of fans weren't a lot to deal with already.

But hoho, if we're talking about Bruce Wayne's opinion on the matter?

Picture this.

It's like watching an edit of your favourites; going from a random video of you adorably scrunching up your nose to BAM—a slow-mo of you looking like a literal model. How or where anyone's ever gotten that footage from was uncertain, but if you asked Bruce if he's ever seen that video before?

Chances are, he'd say yes.

Repeatedly, even.

Hell, he might've saved it somewhere, amongst other 'tresures', for educational purposes.

He acknowledges the fact that you may be a teenage boy's fantasy, the dream trophy wife of many men, regardless if they were in their lonesome or in a tasteless marriage, but in the end of the day, you were his, just as he was yours.

And while he has the means to save your most intimate moments via his greatest machines, he actually prefers the good ol' polaroid. Saving at least a couple of boudoir photos in his pocket, wallet, the Batmobile, locked away in one of the Batcomputer's rack and much more. Whether they're photos of you lying on your stomach cross-legged in your lingerie, or even a picture of the two of you, glistening in sweat and naked in front of the mirror, he never ran short of his precious 'supplies', and he has more where that came from.

Knowing he was the only one able to not only see you, but make you writhe and scream and cum in his bed—in your bed, around his cock? He could die a happy man, truly. And he'll do just about anything you ask him to, no question?

Want his fingers inside you while he smothers his face in between your breasts? Certainly.

Want him to lie back so you can straddle his face and make you cum with that talented tongue of his? You don't have to tell him twice.

Want him to take your dress and lingerie off so slowly, even though his cock is aching to be touched by those sweet hands of yours? Say no more.

That man is always hungry for you, borderline desperate even, but what's new.

But, if it ever goes down to you, or when the public gets too comfortable voicing out, especially in front of you, and it clearly rubs you the wrong way, best believe he'll do something about.

He doesn't need the comments of others to know how sexy of a woman his wife really is, after all.

I wanted to write smut for this, considering it is a milf!batmom after all, but we all know how long it takes for me to do that HAHA I hope y'all still liked this one tho! Please don't forget to leave some sugar! ❤

#— reve's reverie 🌹#— reve's asks 🌹#a mother's touch series #batmom #batmom reader #bruce wayne #bruce wayne x reader #bruce wayne x you #bruce wayne x batmom #batman x batmom #batman x you #batman x reader #batman

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bitbugbites-re · 7 months

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𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚎 | 𝔩𝔢𝔬𝔫 𝔨𝔢𝔫𝔫𝔢𝔡𝔶 𝔵 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯

Your husband, Leon, seems to love being a new father. He also seems to love the new territories that come along with it -- such as trying the milk you produce.

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word count: ~2.1k

gender: fem! reader

cw: NSFW, FLUFF // dilf! leon, married life, lactation kink, cunnilingus, vaginal sex, you and leon have a baby // ktober

a/n: "hey have u started studying for the midterms?" no but I did write a lactation kink fic. thanks for asking!

p.s. -- no black bar this time because it picks up like. literally right away

“C’mon,” he purred, his stubble rubbing up against your naked thigh as he stared up at you, grinning. “Just a little taste?”

You stared at your husband with a raised brow and a small smirk, amused by his suggestion. He wanted to try some of your breast milk, and you weren’t quite sure how you felt about that.

It hadn’t been long since you had given birth to your and his child, a healthy baby boy, who resembled Leon a lot more than he’d care to admit. The two of you were pretty happy with the birth of your son, elated that you were able to start a family together – and while all the early morning screams and consistent diaper changes were tough, neither of you regretted a thing. Especially Leon.

In fact, for some reason, he seemed to be newly invigorated in more ways than one. Not only was he eager to spend time with your child, but he was also becoming more proactive with household duties as well. Not that he hadn’t done it before – he’d take out the trash, clean up after himself, and cook when you asked him to, but now, he was more aggressive about it. You spent the entire day cleaning? Go ahead and kick your feet up on the couch, Leon’s got dinner handled; Your back hurts from sleeping wrong? Don’t worry about watching the baby, Leon took the day off; You have an unexplainable craving for pumpkin pie? Leon’s already on his way to the grocery store. You weren’t sure why this sudden change came about, but you weren’t complaining either. You’d heard a lot of stories from friends whose husbands became totally unhelpful after the birth of their kid, so you were glad that the same thing didn’t happen with Leon.

Although, no matter how grateful you were that he wasn’t a deadbeat, you still weren’t sure why he was suddenly so enthusiastic to help out. You figured that, psychologically speaking, there had to be a reason for it. You just weren’t sure what it was – although, you did figure that it probably had something to do with him wanting to have a family of his own, considering how he lost his at a young age. Either way, it didn’t matter – you were just glad he was being both a good husband and a good father.

“Why? It’s technically baby food. It’s not sweetened or processed – it might not taste good.” you softly chuckled, watching as he spread one of your legs before pushing his head against it. He then began kissing the inside of your thigh, making eye contact as he did so. You petted his head, running your fingers through his hair in response.

“I don’t care,” he mumbled, his voice laced with lust. Leon then placed the hand opposite of the one he used to spread your leg onto your calf, cupping it, before running it up and over to your knee. It then traveled over your thigh, caressing it back and forth as Leon’s kisses started to grow closer and closer to your core. Suddenly, you felt him flatten his tongue against the inner fat of your leg, licking a small stripe up it. “I’ll trade ‘ya.”

You giggled, your face growing hot. “Trade me what? You gonna lick up my whole leg, or something?”

“No,” he spoke, his voice deep. “I’m gonna lick something else.”

You shut your mouth after that, losing the words to speak. Well, you thought, it’s good to know that even after having a baby with him, the passion in the bedroom won’t be dying down any time soon.

He kissed, licked, and sucked all the way until his nose and mouth were centered at your clit. His hands now rested at your kneecaps, and he looked up at you before speaking. “It’s a deal?”

You blushed, biting the inside of your cheek, narrowing your brows at him, thinking before speaking. “...Yes. It’s a deal.”

He said nothing in reply, clearly very serious about what he was doing, as usually he would crack a corny one-liner. But he didn’t.

He moved his hands slowly from your knees to your hips, dipping his thumbs under the lining of your panties before withdrawing them from your body. He slid them all the way down your legs before placing one hand under your heel, lifting it, and helping you step out of the underwear as you continued to sit on the bed.

Once they were fully off, he tossed your panties across the room, watching them as they flung. Somehow, they landed on an adhesive wall clip that you had been planning to use for a hanging potted plant, and you eyed Leon as he raised a brow, seemingly impressed with himself for unintentionally getting the article to dangle from an object. You swore you heard him whisper out a small “nice” as he pecked his way back up your leg and to your crotch, although you weren’t 100% sure.

Finally, he began to do what you were waiting for. He kissed the area above your clit where your folds start, teasing you, knowing that it would be sensitive for you, but not quite as sensitive as if he placed his lips on your sweet spot. Leon then ran his warm hands up your slightly cold body, and before you knew it, he was pulling you by the hips, into his face.

You felt his tongue lick at you in a multitude of different directions, and at one point, you swore he was spelling something. You wanted to ask, your guess being that it was the word “mine,” but your mind was so focused on the wet, warm, tingling feeling down below, that you missed the opportunity while trying to stifle the moans growing in your throat.

Leon continued to lap at you, dipping the wet muscle in and out of your hole occasionally while also alternating between sucking at your clit. He knew exactly what he was doing, and after a while, you started to get close to reaching your orgasm.

You huffed repeatedly, desperate for air as you hooked a leg around his wide back, pulling him closer into you. As you did, his nose drove right up into your sensitive spot, which resulted in him mumbling something into you, his breath brushing up inside your private area.

God, you thought, I don’t know if I can hold on for much longer.

He worked with his tongue for a little while longer before you began to cum, gripping him by the shoulder of his shirt. You were practically heaving him into you, although he didn’t seem to mind. You felt the heat at your clit take over, an electric shock of a climax rising over you as you rode his face, grinding your hips up against him as you panted.

Once you finally calmed down, catching your breath, you felt him pull back, the cold air washing over your core. It was a stark contrast as compared to when Leon’s head was hitched between your legs.

You watched as your husband began to stand, towering over you, wiping his mouth with his forearm. He then picked you up by your sides, where your ribs are, lightly bouncing you further back onto the bed before crawling over you. Leon placed his head between your neck and your shoulder, his hair tickling you slightly. “So. Ready to hold up your end of the bargain?”

“Fine,” you rolled your eyes, smiling. You lightly pushed him back by his shoulder, so that he now sat with your knees in between his spread ones. Pulling your shirt over your head, you revealed your chest, looking down at it, noticing that your bra was lightly stained with a splotch of leaking breast milk. “Oh, perfect,” you said sarcastically. Leon only grinned, not seeming to mind the now-dirty undergarment.

It didn’t take long for him to begin unclasping your bra, which he had gotten pretty good at during your time together as a couple. He could now do it with one hand, which unsurprisingly enough, seemed to impress him more than you.

Once the top undergarment was off, he hovered himself over you, placing one hand on your waist to pull you into him as he hung his head low and took your nipple into his mouth. His other hand rested on your opposite breast, cupping it as he squeezed and played with it softly. You gasped at the sensation, and soon enough, you felt him begin to suck at your nipple, the warm liquid seeping out semi-steadily. As soon as he had enough of your milk in his mouth in order to have tasted it properly, a hum escaped his lips. He seemed to like it.

After a couple more minutes of this, he delicately laid you down flatly on the bed and began unbuttoning his pants, his manhood bulging through his black briefs as he revealed them. You then watched as he pulled back, some of your breast milk spilling out of the corner of his mouth as he tugged his shirt over his head. His toned chest was on full display now, and you swore to yourself that you fell in love with him all over again.

Leon leaned back down into you, kicking his pants and underwear off, his cock springing up and hitting against his belly button. You were glad you had a husband who was as big as he was because otherwise, you wouldn’t be able to be in awe every time he pulled himself out of the clothes that restrained him.

You placed your hands on the mountains and curves of his firm shoulders, squeezing them lightly as his lips returned to one of your breasts. A couple of seconds later, Leon removed his mouth with a pop! and spread your legs, placing himself between them. He then took hold of his thick and slightly irritated-looking member, lining it up at your hole. You watched him with eyes full of desperation, your breath hitching as he finally pushed himself in. He groaned at the feeling of himself inside of you before leaning down over you, pressing his chest into yours. Breast milk continued to leak out of your nipples, innocently, and you were sure you felt some rub off onto Leon as his body consumed yours.

You then hiked your legs around his hips, feeling him grind into you the way he knows you like. Leon seemed satisfied with your action, smirking and chuckling through broken breaths as he looked into your eyes while pumping his cock in and out of your core. You grinned back, soft haa’s and hmm’s escaping your lips as you did so.

Eventually, Leon began to speed up his pace, rocking his hips into you with a desperation that only turned you on even more than you already were. The sounds of the bed creaking wildly filled the room, along with the sounds of his skin smacking against yours. You knew for sure, that the two of you wouldn’t be able to last much longer.

Leon’s head drooped down next to your neck, and he shakily whispered into your ear with that deep voice of his, “I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum.”

The desirous tone of his voice sent shockwaves through your body, you shivering a little at the velvety nature of his words and panting breaths. You then yelped out a moan as he suddenly thrust up into your G-spot, likely accidentally, and you could feel yourself begin to unravel then and there. You clutched onto him with all your might, smacking his shoulder to let him know you were cumming, shutting your eyes as you began to feel pleasure overtake all your sensitive regions; your clit, your core, your nipples.

Leon lost himself in you shortly after, his cock rutting up into you in an unstable, unpatterned manner. You felt his seed pour into you in warm spurts, still lightly lurching his waist into you as he rode out his high. You listened as his throaty groans and deep whines spilled from his mouth, trying to catch your breath as you did so. Soon enough, both of you had came and were desperately trying to get enough air in your lungs to breathe normally.

Leon pulled out of you, throwing himself down next to you, taking your hand in his. You turned to look at him, watching as his chest rose and fell with heavy inhales and exhales. A couple of seconds later, he felt your stare and turned his head to look at you, grinning.

“Did you feel me spell something earlier, when I was going down on ‘ya?” he asked, rubbing his thumb in circles on your hand. You simply nodded in response, too exhausted to speak.

“It was ‘mine.’ I spelled ‘mine.’”

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First Come, First Serve (Doctor Isshin Kurosaki x Reader Roleplay) 18+ NSFW‼️

AN: Voila! The title of the fic says it all and I finally finished it. This scenario was sitting in my drafts since JUNE. And like always, thinking of an idea for a dilf like isshin drives me nuts. I hope I executed this perfectly. Basically, imagine it as an ASMR experiment? I guess it’s a roleply scenario? Idk ! he’s a doctor and is happily married to reader! 💕plus, reader calls him “Isshi” cause it’s cute. Anyway,this was actually fun to write - I hope you enjoy it! 💕

THIS IS A CONSENSUAL ROLEPLAY SCENARIO.

Synopsis: Isshin randomly giving his lovely wife a “checkup” first thing in the morning but they have to be quiet. So they won’t wake up Yuzu.😅

WARNING: isshin being a goofball, ROLEPLAY, slow start to smut, foreplay, slight DOM, smut, DILF, NSFW‼️, GRAMMAR

THIS IS A CONSENSUAL ROLEPLAY SCENARIO. Gotta repeat myself cuz some ppl be dumb/blind af

Take your time reading due to pacing! Enjoy! ☺️❤️

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The sounds of clattering and boiling sounds gently echoed in the kitchen. There, you stood in front of the stove, in your silky night dress, Stirring the boiling eggs in the pot and the potatoes in the other. It was a bright and quiet Saturday morning in the Kurosaki household. You, like always, are the first to get up to prepare breakfast for your family (in-law). but, your husband, isshin, beat you to it this time.

You were preparing a light breakfast for yourself at almost 11am. Isshin had dropped off Karen to soccer practice and ichigo left to hang out with his friends in Tokyo, and Little yuzu was the only one that stayed home — Still asleep. Earlier, Yuzu mumbled that she didn’t want what you were making for breakfast and that she wanted cereal, you recalled while humming a favorite tune as you began peeling the egg shells and placed the eggs on the white plate next to your potatoes.

A few minutes passed while you ate your breakfast quietly. Soon, you heard a familiar sound from a car that sounded like it locked. Then, the sound of the front sliding door getting unlocked and then it sliding open. Finally, You heard a long sigh. One that sounded like it was a “relief” to hear. You noticed It was your husband, Isshin. A faint smile on your face, You got up and walked to the sink to clean up your mess. You guessed Karen got annoyed about something that she almost beat him to the ground. But you mentally discarded the thought as you heard his footsteps enter the kitchen.

“Ooh.” He sounded gruffly, standing in the doorway, happy to see that you’re awake now. You turned your head and smiled softly at the man in sight before turning back to clean your mess in the sink. “Well good morning to you too, my beautiful wife.” He continued, walking to his ray of sunshine. You. He wrapped his arms around you from behind and planted a light kiss on your temple. “Mmm.” He groaned, absorbing your presence while he hid his face in your neck.

“Good morning, honey.” You said softly, raising your hand to stroke your the back of the dark haired man’s head, gently. He gave another pleasing groan before he said, “I feel so much better now than I was sending Karen to practice. We were almost late. ” He ended with a chuckle. “You’re here now so that’s all that matters, love.” You assured him, turning off the faucet and quickly wiping away some of the water off the sink. Isshin hummed in agreement and tightened his hold around you a little more. Embracing your warmth. You caressed the top of his hand where it stayed on your tummy before turning to him. You both looked into each other’s eyes for a moment.

The white noise was filled the room comfortably while you both absorbed each other’s presence. “You have me head over heels, honey.” His eyes glinted, taking in your beautiful face. You giggled. Remembering the times he said that to you when you dated him — in the earlier stages of the relationship. “I know that, isshi’” you lightly snorted. “You said that over million times before.” Reminding him. “And I’ll say it a billion times more.” He replied, pulling your closer to him, chest to chest. “Like, during your check-up.” He pointed out, hiding his grin as he watched the way your dowey eyes slowly blinked in confusion.

“Eh?” You’re confused. Indeed. You looked up at him for answers but he didn’t speak more after that.

His clinic is open on Saturdays now? Is he allowing some of his patients to come in for a follow-up?

Your head was filling up with questions and isshin knew it was while he continued looking at your beautiful orbs. “N-no…I’m not due for a check-up, isshi.” You gave him a worried and knowing look. In fact, you were still having war flashbacks when you were having a checkup with your husband (slash doctor) and it led to passionate love-making in the patient room. Which of course, got interrupted by a patient that hollered at the front desk, if anyone was there for them to check-in for their (supposed) appointment. But, they were also also concerned about you. since you were a bit loud in the patient room — getting pleased by your husband.

Isshin, who had forgotten that he had one last patient before closing, brushed it off by telling the person that he was working on removing a really bad burn on your arm. Thankfully, the patient gave a convincing head nod and the rest was history. With this, you never wanted to have or plan an appointment whenever a patient visits his clinic on the same day. “Yeah…” you convinced yourself again. “I don’t need one, honey.” Your hand caressed his chest, reassuringly. “And it’s Saturday.” Your eyes looked into his, “the clinic is closed today.” You spoke softly, you kept on reminding him and yourself.

Isshin moved his hand up under his chin and brushed his bristly hair and said, “Hmm. That’s is indeed true.” He puckered his lips — giving his signature thinking face. You watched him expectantly, still stroking his covered chest. “Hmm…” he said, your eyes slowly widening for an answer.

“Well! The earlier the better!” He winked and gave a thumbs up before taking your hand with his, and walking you to the other side of the house — the Kurosaki Clinic.

“Eh?! W-wait isshiii~” you whined, holding on to his hand, anyway. He smiled widely as he skipped through the hallway, victoriously.

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You sighed. “Hun. You check on me every day.” You reminded him. again — feeling like it’s been 10 times. Isshin is smart. Yet, he’s so silly. You thought. But he’s your silly husband. Whom you love so much. Especially when it comes to alone time.

Like this one, probably.

You both made it to the office. Quietly and safely — while being mindful that little yuzu is sleeping upstairs. He grabbed his clipboard from the front door and Of course, he had to triple check to see if he actually had any patients today, before he opened the patient room door. This man…You shook your head in disbelief. Luckily, he didn’t see.

He walked you inside with his hand still holding onto yours and closed the door behind you. You were going to walk to the patient bed but isshin gently pulled you back and whispered, “Put this on, honey.” You raised an eyebrow. He turned around to get an item from the top cabinet and gave it to you. It was a pink patient gown. The only one he selected for you, of course. You didn’t really need it but you couldn’t protest. He’s doing his job, you mentally noted.

“Okay. I’m changed, isshi.” You softly spoke, standing in the middle of the room. waiting for further instructions from your husband doctor. He turned around to see you in the new outfit. “You look beautiful, lovely” a smirk crept up his face as puts on his white lab coat and his stethoscope around his neck. You rolled your eyes. “Let’s get started, shall we?” He wiggled his eyebrow and grabbed two rolling backless chairs for you and him.

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“Stop being silly!” You pointed, giggling at the man-child who was spinning around in his chair while he wrote down his notes. He asked you a few questions:

“ what do you eat?”

“how do you sleep?”

“what do you do each day?”

“what activities do you enjoy?”

And then, it led to the most self-answered questions like:

what your sex life is like?

And he looks up at you from his clipboard with a knowing grin on his face. Which you want to kick so bad.

He knows the answer. He’s great in bed — With you.

“It’s going great~ thank you for asking…Doctor” you emphasize the ladder, sarcastically. trying to not look annoyed; and not laugh at his antics. because he is your husband, in fact.

Afterwards, Isshin moved back to put his clipboard on the counter and rolled moved closer to you. “Alright. I’m going to listen to your pulses.” He puts on the stethoscope in his ears while you opened the robe a bit to reveal a bit of your chest. He placed the cool circular object on your chest for a few seconds and did the same on the other areas of your body: lungs and intestines. You watched his hand movements and then you looked at him. He looks so focused in his work that you blushed a little. He looks very handsome doing his work too, you thought. Then, he moved the object up to your heart. “Breathe in, slowly.” He said lowly and focused. You submitted. He Listened to your heartbeat. They were music to his ears.

“Now, Breathe out, slowly.” You followed. He groaned in satisfaction. It sounded throaty that you giggled softly, a faint smile on your face. “I can tell that you’re so in love with me, honey.” He chuckled, still listening to your heart beating in his ears. “Isshin!” You whispered, gently smacking his shoulder. He’s so cheesy. “Whaaat? I can’t compliment my wife?” He joked, leaning back to put the medical instrument around his neck. “Alright.” He clapped. “Next are your ears.” He took out the Otodcope from his pocket and leaned over to see your ear.

You held your breath for a moment. His face was so close to yours. You can see his chest hair peeking out his floral shirt. He smelled good too. He used your favorite cologne — the one you bought for his birthday. Sharp and musky with a bit of spice. You described. It fits him very well.

“Raise your hand if you can hear the beeping sounds.” He ordered, while observing the insides of your ear. You did. After a while, he cleaned the device and puts it back in his pocket. “Good to know that you can… hear me perfectly.” He grinned, looking at you with a deep meaning behind it. You blushed. “I-isshi, stop being childish and just do your job.” You pouted, failing to look serious. “But Where’s the fun in that?” His eyes glowered, still holding your gaze as he got up, then turning to his counter to write notes on his clipboard. “Plus, it’s Saturday.” He recycled your words from earlier. “Oh Shut up. I should be saying that, you know!” Crossing your arms, knowing that your goofy husband, the love of your life, just wants to make you feel good — even while he’s working.

“I know, I know.” He walked towards you, bending down to kiss your forehead gently, as an apology. “Aww. You’re too sweet.” You snorted, sounding sarcastic. “Hm. Well My lovely wife seems healthy so far. I gotta show some kind of appreciation for her.” He emphasized before giving you another forehead kiss. “Or else, I’m sleeping on the couch tonight.” He mumbled, pouting a bit.

Isshin turned back to his counter to take out a pair of gloves. You watched his broad back. Curious, you wondered what he meant by that statement. “What do you mean by appreciation?” Your check-up still isn’t done, you mentally noted. Isshin grunted while his fingers flexed to get inside the gloves. the sounds of the rubber coming from it rang in your ears from afar. “Maa…” he turned and walked towards you again. You looked at him and tilted your head. “You’ll see.” He said, his fingers tracing yours arms, signaling you to get up.

Suddenly, Isshin kicked the rolling chair away from the the two of you. Startling you. “Isshi -“ What -“ his hands slid under your patient gown and gripped your thighs from underneath. “Ah! Yelp!” You gasped, your legs automatically wrapped around his waist. “Wait - isshi -“ you grabbed onto his shirt, holding on to it tightly.

“We’re almost done!” He announced, closing the curtains from behind him and turned to walk to the patient bed. “Isshi! I’m not a baby!” You pointed, sitting on the bed. Also Trying to get a hold of what just happened. you frowned and looked up at the said man. Speechless. “What, I can’t help my lovely wife?” He muttered, chuckling as his covered hands stroked your thighs.

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“Stay still, honey.” He demanded, his voice came out low. He was checking for any signs of lumps. His hands caressed your body — hidden beneath the pink patient robe. His hands pressed against your body to feel any signs of it; making you feel a rush of anticipation. This is your husband that you’re talking about. His hands were distracting you from your thoughts. Your orbs followed his fingers as the fabric brushed against the gloves. The room was very quiet except for his throaty groans while he did his task. You quickly glanced up at his face and down to his hands. You’re not sure why you did that.

You gulped when he worked his hands up to your neck. You tucked your lips in - feeling his fingers brush your skin. He’s just doing his job. You reminded yourself. However, your eyes noticed that his brown ones were staring at your lips while his fingers checked for any bumps. You quivered when his fingers brushed against your favorite spot along you neck before he held your face up. Don’t speak. You told yourself. Anticipating what he might do next. Suddenly, he bent over and his soft lips met yours. It wrapped around yours with pent up desire. Slow yet deep. You didn’t protest. You accepted it. “Mm.” You closed your eyes while your lips followed his. His lips slowly smacked against yours — His tongue slipping into your mouth a few times to find yours until he did. The tip of his tongue circled yours for a moment before he broke the heated kiss. You bit your bottom lip and looked into his eyes while he held your face up.

“Rest assured, love.” He whispered, his thumbs stroking your cheeks, a glint in his eyes making you body feel fuzzy. Like he started the fire and he’s going to make sure he’ll get it all out. he peppered your lips with kisses as he was untying your gown from the front. You held his face — not wanting his lips to leave yours while you kissed him passionately. Soon after, he gently pulled the fabric off your shoulders while his lips were on yours and began kneading your globes. “Mm.” You quivered, his warm hands groping your flesh felt good. His palms grazed your nipples in circles before his fingertips stroked them softly — making them hard. You kept squirming under his touch due to your feather like touches.

He broke the kiss again and eyed your perky nipples. “They look healthy to me.” He chuckled, knowing that his ministrations always had a great effect on your body. You giggled softly, “you think so?” You whispered, looking down at him. He looked up at you for a moment and said, “Mm. perhaps, I need a second opinion.” He looked down at your pebbled nipples again.

Both of his index fingers flicked your nipples, gently. He gave a satisfied groan. Your nipples looked like they needed to be sucked on, badly. He contemplated it too while flicked them slowly. You put your hand on the back of his head and giggled. Reading his mind. He giggled too. “Isshi?” You called him softly. He looked up at you and leaned closer to one of your nipples and whispered, “sit up straight for me, honey.” He mumbled. You did. Soon after, your eyes widened when his long and thick tongue came out and licked around your nipple. “A-ah.” You breathe out, quivering from the sensation. You tucked in your lips and whimpered as the thick appendage licked it just right — on the center of it. Your shaky breathes goes unoticed. Isshin held on to your lower arms and brushed his thumbs on your soft skin as he did so. To keep you still.

“Mmm.” He moaned, His lips wrapped around your nipples and gently sucked it before flicking it. A long breathless moan left your lips. The light sounds from his wet tongue sounded in your ears. “Feels so good isshi.” You whispered, moaning softly as he circled his tongue on your nipples. His other hand moved to knead your free globe. Giving you the chance to brush your fingers in his hair. “Mmm.” He groaned, his eyes closed while he sucked your erect nipples with a deep and slow desire. He’s in heaven.

You rubbed your legs together as he moved to the other nipple— you were definitely getting wet as time went by. “Unh.” You breathed out, circling your fingers in his dark hair as his tongue circled your nipple. A few moments later, he removed his lips from your hardened nipples with a wet pop.

The cool air brushed your nipples making you twitch a bit. He looked at his hard work with a grin. You watched him while you panted. “They’re even healthier looking now.” He praised, groping both flesh. He moved up to pepper your lips with kisses in the very quiet room.

“Lay down, honey.”

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“Ngh…” you squirmed, laying on our elbows as you watched him steadily rub the wet fold of your pussy. He took a closer look at his fingers getting covered with your arousal. “So wet.” He muttered, hearing the light wet sounds while he rubbed it against his covered finger and thumb. He dipped his finger into his mouth and licked his finger. Your pussy kept throbbing as your eyes traced his tongue slowly licking it clean.

“Mmm.” He licked his lips and spread your legs further apart. “U-uuunh.” You moaned, circling your hips as his fingers explored your pussy — feeling his calloused fingers rub your sensitive clit side to side. He chuckled and moved up to kiss your lips, softly. Slowly, his lips smacked against yours as he did so — stroking your clit with his middle finger in circles. You moaned softly in the slow kisses and moved your hand down to his hand and pushed it down against your clit — circling your hips up to stroke your clit against it. A rush of pleasure fluttering through your body. “You’re pretty good at keeping track of your own…needs.” He praised, breaking away from the kiss softly and sliding his finger up and down your pussy, making you moan as you squirmed beneath him.

He leaned back and pushed you up against the pillows on the patient bed. “Isshi.” You whined, automatically holding your legs from underneath when you felt his big covered fingers spread your pussy open. “Ah!” You gasped, feeling his lips slowly leave open mouthed kisses on your clit. A satisfied groan left your throat and your head fell back on the pillow. You’re being mindful to not wake up little yuzu in her sleep. Your heavy pants echoed in the quiet patient room. His soft lips nibbled your folds as his tongue gently sucked on your clit while he gently peppered it with kisses. “O-oh.” You whispered, your pussy kept pulsating against his lips. “Ahh Isshi.” You breathed out, lowly. Your hips twitching under him.

The thick and slow smacking of his lips on your pussy is the only nosie that filled the room. And it rang in your ears as you watched him. “Ungh. Isshi…Feels so good.” You whispered , stroking his dark hair synchronously as he circled your clit. “Oh fuck.” You breathed out, his girthy tongue flicked your sobbing cunt passionately. After a while, you pushed his head down and lifted your legs up as you’re getting close to your orgasm. Your toes started cramping . “O-ooh.” You whispered roughly, having difficulty trying to control your breathes and your hips until you reached your first orgasm, abruptly.

You’re squirmed under his tongue which expertly explored your pussy. “Oh my god, isshi.” You praised breathlessly, in full bliss — your hand still on top of his head, the other in a small fist next your mouth while your eyes were closed. His head tilted to the side to lick your cunt and up to your clit. Licking it up and down, paninfully slow. You took a deep breath and grounded your hips deeply on the bed — seeking for sheer friction against his warm and savory muscle. It felt so good. Your chest heaved that it hurt.

Your whispered praises echoed in the room. “Oh. Yeah.” You placed both of your hands on his head and turned your head to the side and rolled your hips up to his mouth— relishing the heat of his tongue gilding your folds. Up and down. “Ughh.” You pulled his hair. He grunted and slurped your sobbing pussy. Your mouth widened and your back arched when he flicked your clit — making your hips stutter. “U-unh…” you panted heavily, circling your hips in tandem with his tongue swiping your clit. “Oh baby.” You whined, twitching underneath him.

“Mmm.” He groaned in satisfaction as he heard you suck in a long breath like a snake. Wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking it, gently. “Unh! ~ don’t stop.” You encouraged him, your hands brushing his hair messily. Eventually, he his thick tongue dipped into your cunt and you saw stars.

“Ngh.” You croaked, the heavy wet sounds echoed in the room. “Ahh. Lick it, lick it.” You whispered, you pushed his head deeper as he glided his tongue up to your clit and flicked it. Your pussy pulsated uncontrollably. “Unh!” you began rolling your his on his tongue, roughly. “Ooh fuck~ isshi…so good.~” he moaned while he bobbed his head leaving messy open mouthed kisses on your your sobbing pussy.

“Unh~” your breath hitched, your hands started trembling as you moved them down to his shoulders. “Isshi’…ah.” you stuttered, your stomach tightened as you got closer to your next release. “I-I’m g-gonna cum.” You whispered, your trembling fingers move up your mouth- trying to cover your whimpers and the callings of his name as your orgasm approached rapidly. Soon after, a fierce and violent rush of pleasure fluttered through your body - your mouth wide open as your head pushed back deeply into pillow — cumming.

“Good.” He licked his lips and rose up, watching you breathe heavily below him. His brown orbs trailed down to your throbbing pussy. “You’re completely fine there.”

Your eyes fluttered open while your pussy was still pulsating. He leaned forward. Closer to your face. Your fingers held his face and kissed him, deeply. His thick tongue wrapped around yours — endlessly tasting yourself. Deep kisses echoed in the room and behind the curtains. Your still want more.

“I want it.” You whispered against his lips. He was a little taken aback. but you’re his wife. So, without hesitation, he pulled you down to the end of the bed. Closer to his hips. He pushed his hips against yours. You felt his hard cock hidden underneath his black pants. He circled his hips — creating a mess on his pants from your arousal. “You want it, huh.” He said. You listened as you watched him unbuckle his belt and unzipped his pants. You sat up on your elbows and watched him pull out his hardened cock. You nodded as you watched him stroke its length. The thick dark hairs surrounding his cock and a few veins on made you clench on nothing.

“Isshi.”you called softly, pulling him closer by his waist with small your hand. Your Breath hitches when he rubbed the warm light brownish tip around your sobbing pussy and pushing it up against your clit. “Unh.” You moaned, spreading your legs as much as you could — your feet in the air before he pushed it in slowly. “Ooh.” You moaned softly, biting your lips as your watched his length enter your core. His soft throaty groan escaped him as he felt your plush walls pull him in. You leaned back on your hands when he held your legs from underneath and pushed it back a bit — spreading you open more.

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The legs under the bed creaked in the room. Your pants mixed with hisses echoed filled the room along with his throaty groans. Your arousal squelched every time he entered your sobbing core — your head nodding in pleasure of his pace. “Ahh.” You moaned, the tip poking your g-spot everytime he pushed in deeply — your walls spasming around his cock. You closed your eyes to focus on the pleasure between your legs. “Look at me.” He said, rolling his hips up each time he entered your sobbing pussy. You opened your eyes. They’re hazy while you’re trying to see his face clearly. “Don’t look away.” He ordered again, pulling you closer to him — your ass on the very end of the bed. “Oh baby.” You breathed out, his cock kept stroking your walls, lovingly.

To reward you, a long thick line of spit fell on your clit. Warm and fuzzy. “Unh.” You moaned, feeling the warmth slowly drip drip down your pussy. “Unh..yeah.” You praised, feeling his thumb smother it on your clit in circles. You whimpered and rolled your hips up. “Like that, isshi.” You encouraged him, raising your hips off the bed and pushed it forward to meet his thrusts. His thumb felt so good rubbing your clit — making you clench around his cock, lovingly.

He Increased his pace and added more of his spit on your pussy. The filthy squelching sounds mixed with your arousal echoed in the thick atmosphere. You looked down and saw white rings on his length. Especially, the mess you and him made — Smothering the two of you. It kissed each other loudly each time his hips met yours roughly — slapping one another, making it extremely lewd.

“Unghh.” He grunted lowly, leaning closer to your face. “You feel so good, honey. Taking me so well.” He praised, his pupils were dark and wide. You gazed at them for a moment before he kissed you deeply. “Mm.” You whimpered, your assets quickly responding to his deep thrusts. The thick wet slapping sounds had gotten louder and filthier. His kisses moved down to your jawline and under your neck — hiding his face there. You felt his warm exhales on your skin making your wallls tighten around his girth.

Soon after, his hips slammed against yours quickly. “U-ungh!” You breathed out, your head had fallen back. “Shit.” He groaned roughly, gripping your ass and pulling you roughly towards him while he pounded into your core. You whined and stared at the ceiling, panting. your hand held onto the back of his neck. Your legs were dangling in the air in his hold — as they’ve been putty for a long period of time.

“Isshi!” You whispered loudly, his tip hitting your g-spot. Suddenly, a long groan left his throat when he felt your walls trembling uncontrollably around his cock. Your nails digged into his neck while your pussy was pulsating until you released — squirting on him. You panted quickly — getting overstimulated by his quick thrusts until he slammed his hips once more and froze. the bed creaking stopped; a rush of warm liquid covered your spongy walls.

You both remained unmoved. Letting out heavy pants. His cock twitched in your core making you quiver in his hold. He peppered your neck with kisses and moved up to your lips. Your lips wrapped around his lazily. He broke the kiss and looked at the mess in between you two. “Heh. This proves that you are in a very healthy state.” He chuckled, giving a few slow thrusts before he pulled out. His cum dripping down his length. “This concludes your check-up, honey.” He grinned stupidly with a sweaty smile on his face.

You scoffed. Youre cool down was taking a while to fade. “you’re insufferable!” You managed to say and smacked his shoulder. He massaged your legs with his a pout. “enough, I’m going to take a shower. And Don’t follow me!” You told him, tying your gown in annoyance and then struggling to get off the bed while he zipped up his pants.

“Oh? I will. You’re crippled!” He chuckled again, watching you struggle before throwing his gloves in the nearest bin and then picking you up bridal style. “Isshi!” You warned him, having enough of his antics.

I know you enjoyed it. He mentally noted.

“That’s, Doctor Isshin, for you, honey.” He laughed while you tried to get out of his hold.

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#i tried i really did #but I know I ate this up #at least it’s done 😮‍💨#isshin kurosaki #isshin shiba #isshin kurosaki x reader #bleach #bleach imagines #bleach x reader #bleach smut #bleach headcanons

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Fuck it here’s part two of

My Ranking of How Quickly I’d Let These Fictional Men Rearrange My Organs

Still BotW/TotK edition because look at these men

You get the point, it’s gonna be hella NSFW because read the title

Oh but also this time I’m formatting the prompts like Stanzi Potenza’s “Animated Men I Would Sell My Body To At a Discount Price, The Discount Being Free Because I Would Never Make These Fine Gentlemen Pay For a Whore Like Me” series on YouTube

Cuz why not

But also this is just me thirsting after the most atrocious and/or attractive men in the Zelda universe

6. Master Kogha

This man may not be a fine dining experience, but he’s definitely worth your time for a banana or two.

A solid six-out-of-ten, the only thing that rivals your hatred for his superhero alter ego is his dad bod that puts furry artists on Twitter to shame.

They say that everything’s better with friends, and this man has a couple that would sweeten the deal, and as it happens, red spandex is absolutely up my alley.

A dork playing glorified dress-up doesn’t sound fun until his devotion to a demon king threatens an entire nation, and I am 100% here for it.

5. Revali

Fun fact, my favorite bird to eat is chicken, partially because I’m basic, but also because I could see myself sinking my canines into that cock.

His aim is im-peck-able, pun intended and unashamed, and he’s certain to get a bullseye into my heart.

I know he’s an egomaniac, but in the deep, dark, crevices of my mind, I know he’s mentally ruined. It’s the lifelong trauma and the “I can fix him” for me.

I love Rito clothing, especially since this man’s version of is the sluttiest thing on earth. After looking at him, I’m certain I’m not getting cold anytime soon.

He could treat me like the scum of the earth and I’d still be on all fours polishing his arrow free of charge. He’s like if a Disney prince realized he was a Disney prince.

4. Daruk

The only Goron I’d let pound me like a quarry, this man has warmed my heart like the fiery maw of his hometown’s tourist trap.

I could write a fifty-page essay about how this man’s kindness makes My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic look like more of a joke than it already is.

I know what I’ve said about Gorons literally crushing me to death, but as long as his words of encouragement are the last thing I hear as he erupts inside of me like Death Mountain, that’s all that really matters.

That loincloth isn’t doing much in the way of covering up his Boulder Breaker, and for that, I thank the weak fabric for its service to our nation. On the plus side, it’s white, so if he ever walks in the rain, that cloth’s purpose in life will have been fulfilled.

The fact that he has a grandson makes him not just a DILF but a GILF. In my opinion, fathers age like wine, so this is a win-win for me.

Combined with his white beard which resembles a mane more than facial hair, he’s like Santa if Santa was somehow both more and less cuddly at the same time.

And I know he’s afraid of dogs, but personally, that’s fine. I’m more of a cat person anyway.

3. Teba

Take everything I said about Revali and multiply it by the “white hair equals sexy” principle, and you have the new Rito chief.

I didn’t think it was possible to find anyone edgier than the spirit inside of the Master Sword, but here we are.

It is taking every ounce of my soul not to say “I can fix him” because clearly, I can’t and he doesn’t want me to.

. I would let him cry his heart out after nearly losing everything near and dear to him. There’s no shame, sweetie.

His wings are long, and I know of a few things that are longer. Given that he has procreated, it’s clear that the hot springs aren’t the only things that’ll be hot and steamy after a night with him.

Speaking of which, he’s a loving parent and a loving husband, which makes him a DILF, and let me tell you, the second that word becomes an adjective, the snow isn’t the only white thing covering the Hebra mountains.

If he could fly me into the skies, I would watch the sunset with him in silence as we realized the real magic was inside us all along or something like that. Whatever makes him happy, and yes, if he asks for it, that includes me swallowing a few of his bird eggs.

2. Tauro

Finally, a himbo the people can rely on.

We love seeing strong, partially-head-empty men being strong, partially-head-empty men.

Only I’m pretty sure this himbo is actually smart.

Idk I haven’t played enough or focused enough in Kakariko to find out lol

This man is investigating the ring ruins but he forgot about the ring he he to put on my finger.

He is giving “I’m going to save the world” and we love that. If you don’t, I see why- I did just say I liked villains- but I’m a double-sided coin.

Speaking of coins, flip one: head or tails? Which part of me is going to need to be replaced by Rauru? I don’t know, and quite frankly, I don’t care.

I personally have some depths for him to explore, and let me tell you, it’s gonna be the cave feeling his gloom infiltrate every orifice instead, and the cave will thank him.

His hair is giving the Hot Topic version of Melanie Martinez, and let me tell you, if I wasn’t a Crybaby, this man would have turned me.

I just love that every single Hylian around is taller than Link. I also love, however, that this man also towers over them too. Honestly, that makes things even better for me personally.

As long as Miss Papaya over there doesn’t realize that Link isn’t half the hero her grandma made him out to be, we won’t have problems. No worries here, chief, just doing some Zonai excavating.

1. King Dorephan

It’s known that this man singlehandedly defeated a Guardian, but judging by his measurements, all of which make the Empire State Building look like a stack of building blocks, it’s not hard to see how.

The leader of the Zora, this man is guaranteed to make any traveler feel right at home- hopefully, between the two logs he calls legs and the other two which he uses for other less savory deeds.

Not that I would mind, he could stretch my throat out to a time when the community will stop complaining about how the company keeps retconning the story with one and turn me into a make seahorse during conception with the other and I’d still have room. I have no shame.

If his son is a ten, he would have still been a ten before inflation.

You have to love a rich man with anatomically-correct shark organs. Jaws was really just my wake-up call after all, but not really because I like my men to talk dirty.

All I ask for in life is for this DILF to stretch me like taffy and squash me like a grape. Once that is achieved, I don’t care what Ganon does to Hyrule- I found my own sacred realm, thank you very much.

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pornstar!nick/pornstar!reader; your mother is sick and no one cares to help but you, the constant bad news should leave you broken however you’re not giving up. With three jobs a week it still isn’t enough to pay the bills and you have to search for money somewhere else, somewhere, something where your mother doesn’t have to know about.

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ceo!bucky/baker!reader; it's time to try out a few kinks you had in mind since seeing Bucky, however nothing seems too hard for him. (Chapter 3)

They Changed Me Forever: The Past Always Comes Back to Hound You [s/f/a/d]

mob!andy/mob!lloyd; you can't get enough of them, they're like a drug. Everything feels good, until bad news reveals what has hounded you for weeks.

You're Arms Are Home: This Was A One Time Thing [s/f/a]

ex!husband!dilf!steve rogers/uncle!bucky; steve and you split over a year ago, but still you end up in his bed most nights, he was an addiction. [to be released in May, no date yet! Still in works, along with inspiration and storyline planning!]

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succubus!reader/(steve); he is the Golden Boy everyone loves, he wouldn't be naughty or dirty...well good for him you showed up and gave him a taste of sin. [end of May/beginning of June, no date yet! Still in works, along with inspiration and storyline planning!]

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pre-outbreak!joel miller; that man loves his daughter more than everything, even when she sets him up with the pretty neighbour. Though he couldn't be mad at her, when he'd been too oblivious to the flirting.

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joel miller; you wouldn't say you were the jealous type – Ellie would say you are –, you're just a woman knowing what's hers and not liking it when other women try to flirt with it knowing exactly what they're doing.

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#joel miller x reader #joel miller smut #lloyd hansen x reader #lloyd hansen smut #andy barber smut #andy barber x reader #ari levinson x reader #ari levinson smut #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes smut #steve rogers smut #steve rogers x reader #steve kemp smut #steve kemp x reader #nick fowler x reader #nick fowler smut #vee's pornstars updates⭐️🔥

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finally getting around to writing this

disclaimer: reminder that this is complete fiction, it’s not a direct representation of pat and brendan’s relationship!!!

happy dilf day!

It was awkward. Your son’s tournament this week went horribly wrong and with his luck, it was the one weekend that Brendan was home for which meant he was at every single game. Now, you were all in the car, driving home from the rink after his team came in 16th out of 20 teams. The silence was the most uncomfortable thing you’ve ever felt, especially since you could feel both boys absolutely fuming in their seats.

“You’re never going to make it anywhere if you keep playing like that” Brendan broke the silence and you looked at him right away. You heard your son mumble something in the back seat but Brendan kept on going, “You can’t play like that, especially when there’s scouts watching”

This tournament was the one that college scouts usually came to watch, it was one of the most important tournaments of the year and as disappointing as the team’s performance was, you didn’t think it was fair to blame it all on your son.

“I wasn’t the only one out there…” You could tell that your son was feeling a little dejected and you couldn’t blame him. Brendan was being ridiculous, blaming it all on your son and you knew it.

“I don’t care, you’re the one who could have changed it out there. You’re my son, the captain of your team. You should know better” Brendan continued to tear into your son while he stayed silent, “That’s embarrassing, aren’t you embarrassed?” Your eyes widened, shocked at how brutal he was being.

“Brendan” You scolded, “That’s enough” He looked at you but you just shook your head sharply. Brendan parked the car and your son scrambled out as fast as he could. You followed quickly, rushing into the house behind him.

“Can I please just go to bed?” He asked you, eyes pleading for you to say yes. You took a deep breath and pulled him into a hug, feeling terrible for the way Brendan handled that.

“Of course, don’t worry, I’ll talk to him” He nodded and dragged himself upstairs, clearly drained from the day. You followed, heading to your room to get ready for bed and soon enough, you heard Brendan entering the room.

You continued moving around the bedroom, finishing your routine and changing while ignoring your husband. “What? You’re not going to talk to me now?” Brendan grabbed your hand when you walked past him but you shook him off. “C’mon why are you mad?”

“If you seriously don’t know the answer to that question, I’m not going to walk you through it Brendan” There it was again, the use of his full name. He actually couldn’t remember the last time you called him ‘Brendan’ it was always babe or Bren, never his full name.

“I’m just frustrated, he is so much better than that”

“You don’t think he knows that? It was a bad weekend Bren, he knows and he doesn’t need you pouring salt in the wound and making it worse”

“I just want him to live up to his potential” He froze when the words left his mouth.

“Oh, you finally heard it?” You ask, crossing your arms over your chest and he sighs, “You sound exactly like your father Bren”

“Don’t say that” He snaps which makes you shake your head.

“You spent all your life trying to prove everything to your dad and now you’re making our son do that too” It was a little unfair to say, you knew his relationship with Pat was a touchy subject but you were defending your son, it didn’t matter.

Brendan made a vow when your son was born, he promised himself that he would never turn into his father. He didn’t want his own son to grow up feeling the pressure and obligation of ‘being a Brisson’, something his father used to tell him was a blessing.

“I’m not-”

“Yes you are!” You were tired of Brendan acting like this wasn’t his fault, like nothing he said was out of line. “You’re doing exactly what you used to complain about your dad doing Bren. I remember you coming to my dorm just absolutely devastated because your dad said something stupid about a game and you just couldn’t stand him being disappointed in you. Is that really how you want to be? A dad who makes his own son feel like that?”

“I shouldn’t have said anything” He said quietly as he sat down on the edge of the bed, dropping his head into his hands.

“Yeah, no kidding” You scoffed, sitting next to him and placing your hand delicately on his back, “I know you mean well but sometimes it’s better if we just let him process it in his own way”

“I hated my dad for doing that” Brendan shook his head, “Fuck, I hate myself for doing it now”

“Calm down Bren, you can talk to him and I know he’ll understand. You’re a good dad, I know that and he knows that, you’re nothing like your father”

“Yeah… yeah I’m gonna talk to him” Brendan smiled, taking a couple breaths to hype himself up.

“Not tonight. Give him some time, you can talk to him in the morning” You said gently, “Let’s get some rest” Brendan sighed but agreed, letting you coax him into bed quietly. You took a deep breath once he was asleep, it had been a long day and you were glad it was finally over.

#happy dilf day!#brendan brisson x reader #brendan brisson imagine #brendan brisson blurb #dad au #vegas golden knights #hockey writing #nhl players #hockey fic #nhl fanfiction

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saintlethanavir · 10 months

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✨ The Results are in!✨

My husband and I have decided to undertake making a visual novel in the setting of our original universe filled with all sorts of supernatural creatures and weird cosmic horror -- it's called Beyond Blood!

This is where you'll find the results to the form we sent out to existing patrons on our patreon and the form we sent out to the public. More info can be found on the original form which I will keep up until tomorrow (June 27th) after that you'll be able to find a link to it on the edited version of this post!

✨Archetype Results✨

We'll be going with:

The Entity (23)

Sweet and Stupid (21)

Mysterious One (18)

Anti Hero/Redeemable Villain (30)

Dilf/Milf (23)

We will be picking two characters for each archetype and have patrons/supporters vote on who we go with! We won't be telling you what the Archetype for each character is though, we'll see if you can guess it 😉

✨Content Distribution ✨

It was a pretty close tie honestly with a discrepancy of like 1 or so between all the options when putting them together so we'll probably go with 50/50 or what best flows. Let us know if you have any questions though!

✨Interest in Supernatural Creatures✨

Y'all really love werewolves LOL which I wasn't surprised by! We'll be going with all and giving you a nice swathe of cool cryptids 😜

✨ Broad Spectrum or MLM/ENBY/LM✨

It was a landslide win of Broad Spectrum! While we have a big interest in MLM romances we have dedicated this project to have lots of choice for y'all, so there will be at LEAST one sapphic romance and mostly Bisexual RO's and the option to be with someone that's Nonbinary!

✨ What do you love and hate about Visual Novels?✨

We've heard your questions and concerns! While this is a horror project the main storyline will have nothing to do with real world issues (Bigotry, Racism, Queer/Transphobia, SA, etc) and we will do our best to provide content warnings if there are mentions of any of these subjects in a RO background. There will also be an option to run the romance as an asexual person and at least one potential RO is in the ace spectrum as well! You will NOT be locked out of a romance if you decide to not sleep with someone.

Sprites will be drawn by one of us and then everything else will be drawn by the both of us collaboratively! There will definitely be at least a Good and Bad ending for each romance, your options WILL matter (within reason), and there will be pretty tough choices too. But also we'll try not to bend your mind or heart TOO much lol.

✨Patreon Results✨

While we understand not everyone can support we will be putting out early access art and writing plus bonus content on Kofi and patreon! Both will be an option just for ease of access to people, everything we do will be on either platform, but Kofi will ONLY be Beyond Blood content. If you'd like to be in the Sticker Club or get any of the normal patreon content PLUS Beyond Blood content you can join the discord or join the main patreon! Note: there is no need to join both, just one!

#beyond blood #visual novel #thank yall!!

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suyacho · 1 year

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I posted 4,646 times in 2022

That's 400 more posts than 2021!

2,528 posts created (54%)

2,118 posts reblogged (46%)

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I tagged 4,206 of my posts in 2022

Only 9% of my posts had no tags

#snow reblogs!❄️ - 1,726 posts

#snow; talks - 1,034 posts

#snow's mailbox :) - 608 posts

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#tokyo revengers x reader - 97 posts

#icymi <3 - 95 posts

#snow's special mail :) - 89 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#this is originally for the upcoming naruto hcs where every character was supposed to have like a short drabble but i only finished itachis

My Top Posts in 2022:

hi hi, this is a piece for @nkogneatho ‘s milfhub, i’m so sorry for being laate with this but i hope this is somehow readable (dont get ur hopes up), i never wrote wlw before but thank you for letting me join <3

shinobu knows your ex treated you like shit, thats why she decided to treat you better.

collab masterlist.

WARNINGS: fingering - shinobu has a strap on, she’s in control - slight spit mention - teasing - cursing - reader got treated like shit by her ex husband - hint of nipple play - praise - dacryphilia - pet names - kinda gentleish at first but rougher at the end? - not beta read, im rawdogging this - 1,4k words - not my best bye

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happy mother’s day and sorry @nkogneatho for being so late with this </3 this is my first threesome where it isn’t two guys so i hope this is ok😭

working with mitsuri and obanai was something you enjoyed doing, especially since you had a little crush. but what would happen if that crush was found out?

collab masterlist

WARNINGS: minors/agelesss blogs dni - fem!reader - milf!mitsuri + dilf!obanai - threesome - unprotected sex - dirty talk - praise & degrading - breeding - nicknames - not beta read, not proud of this and probably ooc oops - 1,4k words

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daily reminder that your favorite authors don’t need to write whatever you want, they’re free to write whatever they want, if you want it so bad write it yourself🧘‍♀️

also to authors, it’s okay to drop out of collabs, it’s okay to say you’re gonna write something but don’t end up doing it, it’s okay to change your mind on things.

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COMFORTING YOU AFTER BEING CATCALLED.

PT. 2 (other fandoms)

very much needed comfort for myself and anyone else who needs it <3 this is the first piece that’s shamelessly for myself fully so i hope you guys enjoy it either way :)

WARNINGS: obviously catcalling - cursing - comfort - violence - mentions of killing kinda? (very angry boyfriends) - reminder this is based on personal experience and how i react to these situations at times, everyone deals with this differently so don’t be rude :)

ORDER: mitsuya - chifuyu - nahoya (smiley) - rindou - ran

A/N: this is my first time writing the haitanis & nahoya :) a big thank you to @arozaur & @bxnten for reading through this :)

— takashi mitsuya.

it was quiet when you walked into the house, way too quiet yet you didn’t seem to care as you were still in the state of shock. the sound of the door closing took mitsuya’s attention, making him put down his pen from all the sketching.

“welcome home love.” mitsuya smiled at you when walking into the living room, frowning a bit when all you did was nod. you usually said something back to him yet your face was enough for him to understand that something was off and was bothering you.

miysuya didn’t say anything and just got off his chair, opening his arms as he walked over to you. “it’s okay, come here.” he told you in a sweet and comforting tone, wrapping his strong arms around you. instantly relaxing, you hugged him back and closed your eyes.

you felt safe in his arms, safer than you did seconds ago. mitsuya always made you feel safe, no matter the situation.

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My #1 post of 2022

in honor of douma being animated, take this smut inspired by a cosplay i saw of douma under a Howl audio <3 how are we feeling douma nation? are we still breathing?

“That’s my girl, you’re being so obedient.” - imagine douma saying that, I’ll leave the rest for your reading experience :’)

a big thanks to @kitaizawa @cherrykamado @kireirengoku & @alician17 for beta reading <3

WARNINGS: minors/ageless blogs dni - fem!reader - oral (m receiving) - face fucking - praise - hair pulling - dacryphilia - spit mentions - this is ass - cursing - 1k words

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watchmegetobsessed · 3 years

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BABY MAMA

A/N: woke up and just knew i needed to write about dad Harry, bc lets be honest, he is my fav. this fic is perfectly fine as a oneshot, but if you'd like, it could be a sequel to Grammy Winner Husband and Baby Grammy, i wrote things to line up with them!

PAIRING: Husband!Harry / Dad!Harry x Reader

WORD COUNT: 2k

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The arena is blowing up, the fans are screaming from the top of their lungs and Harry is putting out a show just as good as the previous ones have been. He is blowing the stage up, singing, dancing, joking around with the fans, enjoying this time he gets to spend with the people who got him to this point in his life. He’ll never be not grateful for what he has, what he is experiencing, no matter how hard this life can get sometimes.

“Dallas, how are you feeling tonight?” he asks in the mic as he walks back to his water bottle to have a few sips. The crowd erupts, the screams almost burst his eardrums, but he just chuckles, easing his thirst with some water before he returns to the microphone stand.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” he teasingly asks, though the reaction is the same. Insane screaming. “Alright, let’s move this show on before you get bored,” he chuckles playfully, the band starts playing the next song and he is back at what he does the best. Performing.

Though not far from the arena, there’s someone who thinks there’s something he is even better at than performing. That person is you, and you’re one hundred percent sure Harry is best at being a father to your five months old son.

Owning the stage, putting out the utter best he can, Harry’s thoughts still wander away from the show he is supposed to be focusing on. He can’t help it, his instincts are just completely drawn to his baby in the hotel suit, dying to know how he is doing. Leaving for the show late afternoon was harder than usually, because baby Theo was having a fever and coughing quite badly. His heart was breaking that he couldn’t help his son, didn’t even know what could be done for such a tiny baby.

“Love, he’ll be alright, okay? The doctor is on the way, it’s gonna be fine,” you told him gently as he was cradling Theo to his naked chest, always so eager to be skin-to-skin with him. Harry kissed his soft little curls on top of his head before nodding, though you knew it was eating him away.

“Call me or Jeff if something happens, okay?” he told you, handing Theo over to you, who was finally asleep after fussing for hours.

“I will,” you nodded, but he cupped your face to make you look at him.

“Y/N, I mean it. I’ll come off the stage if—“

“You won’t come off the stage, Theo is gonna be fine, he just probably got a cold from the aircon at the greenroom in Denver. He’ll be here when you get back, okay?”

He knew this tone, this was your momma bear voice and he would never argue with you when you used it, so he just nodded, kissed you and then Theo’s chubby cheek before heading out.

Now as he is nearing the end of the show he can’t help but think about finally being back at the hotel with his wife and baby, though he won’t let it be seen how eager he is to get off the stage.

The last song passes, the whole arena blows up from the energy and he is throwing kisses everywhere as he heads off the stage, down the aisle that leads him backstage. As he puts on his mask he turns around one last time, throwing some more kisses around to his beloved fans before disappearing behind the curtains.

“Did she call?” he instantly asks Jeff instantly, who hands him his phone over, a text from you already waiting for him.

Doc just left, everything is fine, left some meds for bub. Love you Xx

Even though this is what you told him before too, he feels relieved that the doctor confirmed it, but he still can’t wait to see the two of you.

“Alright, get the car ready, I’m leaving in ten,” he tells Jeff.

“Got it,” he nods, not even daring to argue with him. He knows better than to stand between Harry and his baby.

His legs bounce nervously on his way back to the hotel and he jumps out of the car as if it was on fire, running inside in a rush. He swipes the keycard through the reader on the door and opens it quietly, scanning over the place for you and Theo and there you are, sitting in one of the armchairs with his sleeping son in your arms, your hand gently tapping on his bum. You must have just finished feeding him, because a rag is still thrown over your shoulder and your shirt is all wrinkled around your chest. Theo loves playing with the fabric while you breastfeeding him and Harry loves watching his tiny fingers grab onto it and massaging it aimlessly.

“Hey,” he breathes out, quietly pushing the door closed behind him before he walks over, kneeling in front of you. He kisses Theo’s forehead first, before pressing his lips to yours too. “How is bub feeling?”

“He is doing good. The doc gave him some meds for the fever and we have a syrup for the coughing. He said he’ll be fine in a few days,” you softly explain to him, nodding towards everything the doctor left you on the coffee table.

Harry grabs the bottles, inspecting them as if he knows anything about medicine and you can’t help but smile as he furrows his eyebrows, reading the packaging.

“Want to put him to bed?” you ask him, his head snapping up right away.

“Of course,” he nods eagerly. You both stand up and he carefully takes the little boy from your arms without waking him up. “Hey bubs, I missed you,” he coos at Theo and as you watch him sway with the sleeping baby, your heart could easily burst from just the sight of them.

You didn’t know what life would be like as a family of three. After Harry posted a picture of you with his Grammy award and your belly ready to pop, the whole world went crazy over the fact that Harry Styles is going to be a dad. Despite the buzz, you managed to stay hidden for the rest of your pregnancy and just three weeks after that post, Theodore Styles decided to come to the world. Harry cancelled everything for the first two months, it was just the three of you, showering in the joys of parenthood. You had all the ups and downs, but you wouldn’t have had it any other way.

Then tour got rescheduled and Harry was hesitant whether it was a good idea to go on the road with a five months old.

“Sarah and Mitch are coming too, she gave birth a week after me,” you reasoned when Harry was about to cancel the whole tour. It took you some time to convince him that it’s gonna be fine, though you knew he would be extra cautious with Theo.

Now as you see him gently sway his way to the bassinet next to your bed, knowing that he just performed to thousands of people and now he is here with you and your son, you wouldn’t change it to some peace at home. Besides, you’re convinced tour is gonna do good for Theo, make him get used to people around him, not just the two of you or the grandparents and aunts. During the first night in Vegas, he barely spent an hour in your arms, everyone wanted a piece of him and you gladly let them befriend him, especially because he loves meeting new people, just like his daddy.

As Harry lays him into the bassinet and stands next to it with a lovesick smile on his face, you sneak behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist. He smells so fresh, he surely had a quick shower before heading back to the hotel, but you’re already planning to seduce him to join you for a quick shower as well. He won’t say no.

“Watched a livestream for a bit, you were so good,” you hum, kissing his right shoulder blade and you don’t miss how he leans back against you. “Loved the shimmery outfit.”

“Yeah?” he chuckles softly. Reaching around, he pulls you forwards so he can wrap you in his arms, kissing your forehead gently. “I missed seeing you dance at the side,” he smirks at you and you don’t miss the reference to the old times.

On his first solo tour, when you weren’t even married yet he often caught you dancing like crazy at the side of the stage, it would always make him laugh mid-song and you loved hearing his giggles through the mic, so you often did it on purpose. A few nights ago in Vegas you did the same, but with Theo in your arms, a massive ear protector on his head so the noise didn’t hurt him. When Harry spotted you, he almost started crying, he mouthed I love youand then carried on with the show.

“I’ll be there soon,” you smile at him, cupping his face in your hands to pull him down for a kiss that’s more than just a peck. “Now, I need help with something,” you mumble against his lips.

“Anything, baby.”

“I need you to help me shower,” you tell him cheekily. He pulls back and stares down at you with a playful grin, his hands already wandering under your shirt.

“Oh, is that so?”

“Yeah, I need someone to wash my back and… maybe somewhere else,” you hum seductively and start pulling him towards the bathroom, peeking at Theo one last time, but he is sleeping so deep, the two of you can have some alone time.

“Alright, I could never deny anything from my favorite milf,” he grins, but you smack his chest with a gasp.

“Harry! I told you not to call me that!” you protest, the two of you walking into the bathroom not to bother the sleeping baby in the room. You start running the water right away so it can be nice and hot for you when you walk in.

“Why? You are a milf,” he smirks, so full of himself, already pulling his shirt over his head.

“Then you’re a dilf, just so you know.”

“Baby, my fans have been calling me that for years, even before Theo,” he chuckles softly.

“You were destined to be a dad,” you giggle, getting rid of your own clothes. “Hey, if Theo feels better tomorrow, we could maybe take a walk in that park we saw on the way here,” you suggest, but when no answer comes, you look at Harry and find him just standing there, fully naked, staring at you grinning widely. “What?” you ask, glancing down at your own naked body. Suddenly, you are way too aware of the weight you haven’t been able to lose after giving birth, the stretch marks on your waist and how you’re not at all freshly shaved. Just as you’d move your hands to cover yourself a bit, Harry grabs your wrists and stops you.

“You are so fucking gorgeous, baby,” he hums, dropping his head until his lips could reach yours.

“Stop being such a flirt,” you giggle, feeling your face heating up.

“It’s the truth! I have the prettiest baby mama and that’s a fact.”

He looks at you with so much love and adoration in those beautiful green eyes, it almost makes you cry, knowing that this man is your husband and you get to spend the rest of your life with him.

Wrapping your arms around his neck you kiss him hard, pulling him into the spacious walk in shower.

“Then come and get your baby mama wet,” you giggle against his lips, making him laugh with the ambiguous request as he shuts the glass door behind him, his lips hungrily kissing wherever he can reach and you’re pretty sure the hot water is not the only thing that’s steaming up the glass.

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fuwushiguro · 3 years

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I Love Too Fast, I See Red Flags.

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Kento Nanami x escort f!reader

Genre: Smut & Angst

Notes: day five omg I actually love this one it might be my favourite?? I’M NOT SURE THO I’M SO HAPPY WITH EVERYTHING I’VE DONE SO FAR. I have Nanami brain rot today so today’s Dilf was perfect for me to write.

Synopsis: Nanami works hard at a job he hates. He has a family, but he feels very little for them. He cares for them, but not like a husband and father should. All Nanami cares about is money. Money, and you.

Warnings: 18+, consensual sex, daddy kink, sex work, oral sex, vaginal sex, pussy slapping, fingering, cheating, dacryphilia.

Words: 3.1k

Kento Nanami is a very serious man. He doesn’t take time off. He doesn’t slack off. He wouldn’t dream of breaking a rule. His job leaves him unfulfilled. Each day he works he seems to lose more and more of his own identity. All he cares about is money, how much he’s making, how much he’s spending. Money. It’s his reason for living. It’s all that matters. Kento Nanami is married. Kento Nanami has a child. And still, all he cares about is money. He has feelings for his family, yes. He wants to protect them, of course. He’s overbearing in matters concerning them. But he has no real love towards them, no real passion for them. All he cares about is money. Money.

And you.

The call comes in at the usual time. 2:00pm. You’re told to be at the office at 6:00pm, sharp. Not a minute earlier, not a second later. The call comes a few hours earlier than necessary so that you have a few hours to prepare, arrange your belongings, plan transportation, arrive on time. It’s all that is asked of you.

You love Kento Nanami.

He’s a wonderful client who pays you well for your time. Being an escort wasn’t what you dreamt of being when you grew up. Sure, you had dreams. But big dreams are all they were. You would never be cut out to go to college and get a world class education, but what you lacked in a supportive household and funds for university you made up for in sexual prowess. You’re part of a network of escorts, and you are the best of the best. You are in high demand, new clients begging for you to take them each and every day. You’re the talk of the town, you have a pussy as rare as gold dust. You don’t hesitate to drop older clients if they don’t pay you well and take on newer clients that do. But you’d never drop him.

You love Kento Nanami.

He was one of your very first clients. You were his very first escort. The night you had met, Kento Nanami was actually quite desperate to leave. His colleagues decided to have a small get together after hours, in the office of course. Your agency sent yourself and a few other girls over to entertain the men, except you were running late. Nanami insisted he had no desire to be there or be any part of this. He waited and waited and waited for the elevator to reach his floor. The excruciating aroma of sex and sin filling the walls of the office building, it sickened him to his very core. The elevator dinged, and he exhaled in relief. He kept checking his watch whilst he continued to descend each and every floor. His floor was high, and he needed the lowest. He needed to leave. He strutted across the lobby, internally beaming at the prospect of leaving.

Nanami doesn’t smile. He is much too serious for that. He had to park a little further away today, a colleague stole his usual spot. He pressed the button on his car keys and heard it beep from the distance. He looked both ways, ready to cross the street. He didn’t see the cab; it was like it appeared out of thin air. If he’d stepped any further onto the road he’s certain his foot would have been crushed under the weight of the vehicle. Nanami doesn’t raise his voice. He’s eloquent, he is a man who fights his battles using his tongue as a weapon rather than a boom in his chest. He prepares to chastise the driver and give him a real piece of his mind.

But then there you are.

He never would have guessed you were going upstairs. You don’t look like the type to play a role in that sort of affair, but you are. You assume instantly that he works in the building. You question his reasoning for leaving the party. Are you sure you won’t join us? You ask with a pretty little lilt that would thaw the iciest of hearts. He replied simply. He replied in the most Nanami way he knows how. Yes.

Yes, you won’t join?

Yes, I will join.

He was so tired that day, but the feeling of your hot tongue on his shaft had him spilling himself down your oesophagus almost instantly. You didn’t mind, nor care. You drank him up with a smile on your face and a glimmer in your eye. Massaging his thighs and thanking him for the delectable taste. It’s clear he works hard. You want to help him relax. You want to help him feel better. You sit on his lap and give him a kiss, he can still taste himself on your curious tongue. Your soft jiggly behind rutted against his crotch, and he gradually felt himself becoming hard once more. He told you he wanted to cum. But he also told you he didn’t want to work for it. This is what you’re here for. You straddled yourself on him, riding him until he filled your insides. It’s not protocol to fuck raw in your line of work. But his serious demeanour told you that he could be trusted. And he could. Because you’re more than happy to see him still to this very day. You’re more than willing to drop everything to be at his beck and call.

You love Kento Nanami.

The few hours before now and then gives you time to buy a new lingerie set. He tells you that today he’s wearing an ultramarine blue shirt and you should find something to match. He likes it when you match. You find the perfect ensemble that you’re sure he will love. You’re so good at your job, he admires it about you. He knows exactly what you do. He knows he isn’t your only client. And yet, when you’re with him you’re able to make him feel like the only man who matters to you. He is.

You have some time to kill before you go to his office. There’s a café not far from the boutique you bought your lingerie. You don’t mind spending time alone, it’s rare you get the chance. You sit with your coffee and enjoy the solitude, making sure to keep an eye on the time as you do. His office is across town.

Oh. Yes. You remember to book an uber before you forget. Ordering it to arrive at quarter to six. You’re certain you’ll make it to the building before then. Each time you visit Nanami you are required to wear an uppity office style uniform. You must blend in when you enter the building. Nobody can know who you are, or why you are there.

So time passes. Your uber arrives. You admire the city around you as you’re taken to your destination. Kids playing on the street. Market stall owners yelling at idle pickpockets. Dogs peeing on hydrants. Life is happening in the most natural way and you’re experiencing all of it. But that is soon halted when your driver stops. You thank him and step out of the vehicle. You were right, of course. You’re here with time to spare. You consider lighting a cigarette, but remember Nanami loathes the scent of tobacco. It’s endless, really, your anxiety spiking as you wait for the right time to waltz into the lobby. You use the time to reply to some emails. Check in with friends. Admire your bank balance.

5:57pm.

You enter the lobby, it’s more or less baron. You worry that you may be a little early, but you’d rather be early than late. If the elevator takes too long, you will be late. But after it is finished descending five floors, you’re inside. You hum quietly, enjoying the generic music that is playing inside the elevator. When you reach your required floor only a minute has passed. You dawdle for a while, wishing another minute to greet you. It does. You begin walking in the direction of Nanami’s office. When you’re outside, there’s another minute to wait. He’s inside, you can hear his shoes pacing calmly on the wooden floor. He knows you’re out there. He heard your heels clatter against the ground. Isn’t this a tiresome little dance? Not for Kento Nanami, he is a very serious man.

When 6:00pm hits, you knock on the door.

“Come.” he speaks directly, eagerly.

You walk inside, shutting the door behind you. He doesn’t look up at you yet, head still in his paperwork. But he points in the direction of the door. You must lock it. And you do. He doesn’t tell you to sit down, so you don’t. You stand, your right hip sunken and your left leg outstretched, both hands on your hips. You’re patient and still. A modern day Venus De Milo. A mannequin that has been decided, dressed and posed to fit Nanami’s will and desire.

He finally puts his papers down and gives you the honour of his stare. He approaches you, languidly. Not a word is spoken. You smile at him, you hope it’s a sexy one, you know it’s a sexy one when you hear his breath hitch ever so slightly. He unbuttons the top of your stuffy work shirt. His fingers dance slowly as he does the same to the rest. He pulls your shirt open to see your bra and the top of your garter belt. He leaves ghost like traces on the top of your breasts that spill just a little over the cups of your bra. He holds his shirt next to your lingerie, examining the colour match. He tucks a hair behind your ear and uses the same thumb to gently pull your bottom lip down, biting his own when he sees it wobble back into place. That’s his way of telling you what a great job you did. It’s perfect. You’re perfect.

He removes your shirt from your body and drapes it neatly over the back of the nearest chair as not to crumple and crease it. He turns you around, nonchalantly, moving your hair away from the nape of your neck so he can kiss you softly. You mewl at the contact, quietly enough that only he can hear. He unzips your skirt, the zip ending just above your rounded cheeks. You let him push the garment down enough, so it drops down your body and waterfalls around your ankles. Your thoughts are a blur when he hoists you over his shoulder. He skilfully bends down to pick up your skirt without dropping you or losing his balance, placing it over the same chair as your shirt. You giggle childishly, and he leaves a quick slap on your rear. He puts you down on the desk, caging you in while he peers into your eyes.

“Is your pussy wet, princess?” he asks you. Finally, breaking the painful silence that has been brewing since you entered the room.

“I think so. Yes daddy.” you whisper, trying to get close enough to steal a kiss. He moves your panties to the side so he can see for himself. You almost see a glint, a twinkling reflection of your sodden folds in his eye. You think he might break into a sweat at the sight.

“Daddy has been working hard all day, he forgot to have something to eat.” he started, two fingers trailing up and down the length of your slit. The breathy sighs leaving your open mouth are like a siren call to him. “Thank you for bringing me a meal.” he tells you, instantly diving into your cunt. An earthy moan tears from your chest, your head rolls back from the contact. He sucks at your clit before letting his mouth travel down towards your hole. His tongue snakes inside your precious little cunt, his nose resting on your mound.

“Oh fuck daddy…” you groan, hips bucking against his face. Your fingers find themselves in his blonde locks, pulling him closer into you. Your clients don’t eat your pussy, but Nanami does.

You love Kento Nanami.

“I love you Kento Nanami.” you cry as you orgasm into his mouth.

It’s embarrassing how well he knows your body now. The exact right way to have you creaming yourself against his face. He drinks you like you’re holy. You’re his fountain of youth.

“I know.” he states simply as he fingers your hole through the aftershocks of your release. “I didn’t say you could cum. Did I?” he asks you rhetorically. You shake your head at him.

“No daddy. But you said you were hungry.” you reply, biting one of your newly manicured nails and looking at him with an animalistic lust in your eyes. Your cockiness is soon silenced when he lands a wet, harsh slap against your pulsing little pussy.

“Move for me. Bend over my desk.” he commanded.

You jumped down from the table, spinning yourself around and leaning over the hardwood desk. You hold yourself up with your hands, but that isn’t quite what he had in mind. He holds you by the base of your neck, tightening slightly as he forces your body lower. Your face connects to the table with a light thump. His smart work shoes kick at your ankles, spreading your legs wider for him to admire your gorgeous hole.

“I should have asked sooner. But I trust you’re still on birth control.” he speaks, his questioning sounding more like a statement.

“Yes daddy, promise.” you tell him, greedily anticipating him slotting inside of your entrance.

You feel the tip enter, instantly shuddering from the contact. You loved Kento Nanami’s pretty cock. A few blonde pubic hairs dusted the sides, gathering at the base of his shaft and his balls. Kento Nanami would ordinarily have a blonde snail trail to boot, but Kento Nanami shaves his chest and lower stomach. He feels fresher, fits into his shirts better, apparently. You love the way his shaft is decorated in pretty veins that throb when he’s in close proximity to you. They match the veins on his forehead when he’s stressed. He sheaths himself inside of you all of the way to the hilt. You tell him again, you’ll never stop telling him.

“I love you Kento Nanami.”

“I know.”

He begins to roll his hips inside, getting you used to his impressive size. He leans down to dust light kisses between your shoulder blades and down your spine, the feeling of his lips remain like a lingering ghost on your body.

He begins to rut inside of you, his cockhead tickling your sweet spot. You cry from the pleasure of it all. He attempts to soothe you as he picks up the pace again, his balls slapping nicely, stimulating your clit. You move a hand down towards your sex, but he pins it in the small of your back.

“Daddy…”

“You’ve already cum without permission once. Don’t test my patience.”

You wonder. Each time you’re in the presence of Kento Nanami you wonder. Every time he’s balls deep inside of you, you can’t help but wonder… what it would be like to be his wife. You know he’s married, you can’t help but not care about his wife and child at home. But you wish you were her. Kento Nanami is a very serious man. He cares for nothing except money, and you. And yet, he won’t divorce from his wife. He won’t leave her for you. So you wonder, what it would be like to be his wife.

“N-Nanami – mmpf – Nanami… Please… Please leave her.” you cry through each thrust, feeling completely used and vulnerable. You love him…

You love him.

You love Kento Nanami.

He laces his fingers through your hair, and you feel euphoric at the touch. Until he grabs a fistful, pulling you towards him, arching your back and giving him the opportunity to whisper directly into your ear. This time he thinks, it might finally sink in for you.

“I’ve told you once,” he thrusts, “I’ve told you a thousand times,” he thrusts harder, “Do not talk about my family. They are nothing to you. So do not fucking mention them again, do you think you’re capable of handling that?” he snaps, his hips wildly slamming into yours while he’s still yanking at your roots.

“Y-Yes daddy…” you sob, raising your hands to erase the tears that have streaked down your face. You have no doubt you’ll be a mess of patchy foundation, smeared lipstick and drooling mascara when Nanami is through with you.

He doesn’t let you cum again. When he’s close, he pulls out and furiously pumps his shaft. He huskily moans as he paints your pretty cunt lips in his white viscous seed. He spreads your pussy open, admiring the way your pulsating little hole greedily takes some inside. He got some on your new blue panties, a final memory of him in this particular set for you to wash away when you return home. He slaps your backside, commanding you to turn and stand upright on wobbly fucked out legs like a new-born deer on ice. He brought a towel to his office in preparation, he’s a gentleman. Getting down on his hands and knees while he cleans his mess up from between your folds. When all is said and done, he allows you to change into your clothes and head for the exit. He stops you, as he has one final thought.

“You are fun, darling. You are the only fun thing in my life,” he tells you, a serious low thrum to his tone. “I will never leave my wife and child. I made a commitment, and I will not just leave because I don’t particularly care for her. Consider, if you become my wife, this will no longer be fun for me.”

“Nanami I—”

“I do not care for anything in this life but money, and you. I need you to be fun for me. I don’t need you to be my wife.”

He doesn’t look at you as you grab onto the door handle to leave. He is collecting his papers, trying to locate his brief case. He is so committed to a life that he hates, because he signed a contract in his mind that is binding. You exit the room, turning one last time to look at him before you leave him until next time he needs you. He halts, looking back to you, outdoor coat over one arm and brief case firmly in his hand. He looks like he’s been caught in headlights as he waits for you to speak.

“I love you Kento Nanami.”

“I know.”

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syrma-sensei · 2 years

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Hiii 👋 i hope you're doing well 🖤

I read your drabble about the one where y/n is nile's sister and omygod that was sooo good 🥺😍

Anyhow, is it ok to request about y/n getting jealous of marie hahahahhahahaha

Love you and stay hydrated ~

Well, I'm thirsty for Daddy 😩 But other than that I'm good thanks for asking, dear ❤️

I honestly didn't expect people to like it, I'm really surprised! Thank you for this ask, darling, I'm really into writing jealous reader with our big dilf 🤭

Let's do this!

Oh, but first, in case you haven't read part one, so you can understand what's happening here.

→ Family Complications part 2

pairing: Erwin Smith x fem!reader

setting: modern world

taglist: @mrsackxrman @koulakoukoula2003 @hopeless-daydream3r @vienna-fae @sinnerofthewalls @killerbananas @antoxsmith @galactict3a @peachysunrize @dassmyname @im-a-killer-queen

tell me if you wanna be added to my Erwin taglist 😉

Marriage life was nothing like you had expected, but with your husband by your side, nothing hindered you back.

Erwin had proposed to you two years after that day, and certainly, you couldn't find a better husband for yourself, and your brother, couldn't be happier to lead his baby sister down the aisle to her elegant groom. Nile burst out crying that day.

You spent two weeks abroad as a honeymoon, given that your husband's recent promotions at work gave him more responsibilities and he couldn't be away for too long.

They were the best two weeks in your entire life, nevertheless.

Whenever you remembered the naughty stuff you and your new husband did, it brought a giddy smile on your face. You loved Erwin's childish side, and the mischievous glint that would usually flash within his eyes whenever he hinted at something naughty to you.

Erwin was a generous lover; he showered you with affectations and attention, and never left you starved for him, well, unless he did it on purpose because he'd had delicious stuff stored for you.

You were now nine months pregnant with your first child, and you could remember pretty lucidly the day you two sowed your baby's seed.

You could still feel his touches from that night, his kisses and lips against your skin. His intense gaze when he held yours before becoming one. His grumbles and grunts of your name as he bred you, and the way you clung onto him as desperately as your received his hot seed.

It was beautiful.

You were now sitting in the passenger's seat beside Erwin, while he drove to your middle niece's birthday.

You glanced at him from the corner of your eyes, one of his arms was resting on the window, and the other one was holding the wheel. His sleeves were rolled up, and eyes concentrated on the road.

“Is everything alright, darling?” He asked, without shifting his eyes off of the route.

“No, nothing at all,” You shook your head, “I'm just wondering if Anna would like her presents,”

He chuckled heartily, “Of course, she is going to love them, sweetheart,” He caught your hand and brought it to his lips. “Don't worry about such thing,”

You shivered at the kiss, nodding before turning your attention to the window.

Of course you didn't worry about such matter, you knew all of your nieces too well, even better than their own parents, you practically raised the three girls. But there was other thing that had kept on nagging you for a month now, and no matter the effort you put to brush those nasty thoughts away, you couldn't.

You couldn't but think about the overly displayed emotions between your husband and sister-in-law recently.

You had caught him multiple times speaking with Marie alone, and whenever you stepped in, they'd act awkward in front of you, and that alone was suspicious to you.

It wasn't possible, Erwin was yours, your fucking husband, and Marie was your stupid brother's wife. It couldn't be. You knew they weren't heartless enough to break yours and Nile's hearts, and ruin two families, were they?

You didn't want to be suspicious of them, but they weren't helping you, as a matter of fact, they weren't even cautious about it, and that confused you gravely.

You tried to prevent facing Marie, your brother even, just to not alert those disturbing thoughts. But now, you had to, since you can't skip your dear niece's birthday, even if you were tired and worn-out of pregnancy and being on your last month before going into labour.

You felt the car haul to a stop, and Erwin pressed on the windows buttons as they started to roll up. He grabbed his jacket from the seat behind, rolling his sleeves down again before getting out of the car. And as the gentleman he was, he rounded the vehicle to open your door, extending his hand out for you, once out he led you to Nile's door before returning to the car to fetch the presents you two brought.

After ringing the bell, the door opened, and you petrified, Marie was the one to answer.

“Heeey, (Y/N)!” She gushed before hugging you. “We missed you, how have you been?!”

You stood in your spot, flinched in her hold, as you responded awkwardly, “I'm fine, I'm totally fine,”

Marie giggled, brushing your swollen belly with a gentle hand, “How's the little guy here? Is he giving you hard time?”

“Yeah, sometimes he grows feisty,” You giggled too.

“Yeah, happens a lot as they tend to turn upside down inside their mommies' bellies.”

“Yeah, I guess,”

“Auntiiiiiiiie!” You heard little Anna shriek, and soon enough you found her hugging your legs, a beautiful crown decorating her head.

“I thought you wouldn't come to my birthday party, auntie!” She gazed up at you with a pout.

You giggled amusedly, gasping dramatically, “Me?! How can I miss my dear Anna's birthday?!”

The little girl chortled breathlessly, then shrieked again, “Yay! Uncle Erwin's here too!”

She dropped her hold of you immediately and jumped onto Erwin, and the latter was fast to catch her in one arm, while holding the presents in the other.

“Hey, sweet Anna,” He kissed her cheek tenderly, “Were you a good girl this year?”

She covered her mouth with her hands, laughing, “It's not Christmas, Uncle Erwin!”

He guffawed lightly, “Is that right? Maybe Santa's visiting you earlier this year,” Erwin handed little Anna her present and she squeled.

You snorted at your cheesey husband, making bad dad jokes already. But he did look like a father holding his daughter, and it made your heart flutter. He was going to be a great father to your son, you were sure of it.

“Hello there, Marie,” Erwin said, and before you knew it, you saw him kissing Marie on the cheek.

“Hello, Erwin,” She blushed a bit.

Okay, what the fuck was that?!

“Hey, (Y/N), Erwin, there you are,” Your brother came, Abbie in his arms, “Everyone is waiting for you,”

The party was good, and Marie's cooking was better. Everyone was there, Mike and his wife Nanaba, Hange and their husband Moblit, and even Levi was there. You didn't know why, but Levi was the girls' favourite although he always called them: shrieking brats.

When the feast was over you offered your help, but everyone chidded you for that, and insisted on you to just rest.

The little girls and their friends pleaded Levi to have a tea party with them, and to everyone's surprise, he said, “Tch, okay, who can drink the tea raw, I'll give them a ride on my back,” And there was more shrieking, and Moblit had to tie up his partner to not participate in that party, Hange was more excited than the little girls.

“So, how is it to keep a living thing inside of you for nine months, (Y/N)?” Nanaba asked you as she was in her husband's hold.

You chuckled, “Well, a lot of peeing and crying for no reason,”

Mike snorted a bit, but Nanaba nudged him.

“But Erwin is here for me, for us, I couldn't do it without him,”

Nanaba smiled, locking her hand with Mike's, “Yeah, that's the point of marrying them in first place, no?”

You chuckled.

“Erwin's been working his ass off lately, ya know,” Mike grumbled, “And whenever I tell him to get his ass a break, he always says I'm not doing this for me, I'm doing it for (Y/N) and our baby,”

A sheepish smiled cracked your mouth, and you felt yourself flush. Your heart grew rapid.

A mix of feelings swelling at the tip of your stomach. And here you dared to suspect him for betrayal? How could you forget those nights, those very late nights when he went back home drained and tired, and no matter how you begged him to take a break, he'd just smile at you and kiss you, telling you how much he loved you.

Fuck, you were an idiot, an utter idiot to even have qualms about him and your sister-in-law, Marie would never cheat on Nile. Never. God, she'd dumped Erwin for him!

You excused yourself, standing up while holding your heavy tummy with your arms, looking for your husband. You wanted to do something, to tell Erwin how much you loved him, how much you were excited to begin another chapter of your lives, to be a parent with him.

But your giddy strides came to a haul when you crossed by the kitchen's door, where Marie was supposed to be. You heard Erwin's voice.

“I'm forever grateful to you, Marie,” His voice was gentle, and caring it made your heart tug, “Without you, I couldn't have had it, this new opportunity, this life, thank you,”

You were indeed stupid, tears rolled down your cheeks, as you stepped in the kitchen, your heart broke when you saw Erwin kissing Marie's forehead so softly, almost close to the softness he'd kiss you with.

“How dare you,” You hissed through clenched teeth.

Erwin's head whipped towards you, eyes wide at your messed up face, “Darling, are you alrigh—”

“Don't touch me!” You cried, slapping his hand off of you, “You fucking bastard, under my brother's roof?!”

Erwin's eyebrows went up, but Marie was fast to retort, “(Y/N), wait, there's a clear misunderstanding,”

“Hey, (Y/N), what's going on?” Your brother's voice chimed in.

“I don't know, ask your wife!”

Nile looked at Marie with questioning look, “What happened, M—”

A loud shout teared out of your throat, turning the attention back to you, even Mike, Nanaba, Moblit, and Hange rushed to the kitchen.

Erwin was fast to catch you as you dropped on the floor.

“Darling, are you alright?!”

“F-Fuck... fuck you!” You gasped, “Th-the baby's coming!”

As if on cue, Erwin saw the baby's water seeping out of your womb.

“Bloody hell!” Mike cursed under his breath.

“What are you waiting for?!” Hange remarked rather thrilled, “All of you to the car. Now. I'll be driving,”

Erwin nodded, carrying you in his arms and darting outside, and everyone was on his heels.

“No, you won't,” Moblit stopped Hange, “You're gonna stay here, looking after those kids with Levi,” He plucked the car keys from their hand, and kissed their cheek, “See you later, love,”

“Honestly, you're no fun,” Hange crossed their arms to their chest, shouting at their husband as he was already in driver's seat, “Wanna see a baby getting outta his mom's vagina!”

“Uncle Lee,” Little Anna said, “What is a vagina,”

Hange turned their head, and saw Levi, and God was he angry.

“Okay, what the hell happened, Hange?”

Back in Hange and Moblit's car, you were holding onto Erwin's hand, crushing it with pressure.

“Yes, just breathe in and out, you can do it, (Y/N), you can do it,”

“Fuck you!” You spat, sweat shimmering down your temples, as a huge pressure cramping your womb.

“Could anyone tell me what the hell's happening?” Nile said.

“Your sister's giving birth, obviously,” Mike sassed.

“Shut up!” He nudged his friend, turning to the other, “What hell you did, Erwin?”

The latter grumbled exasperatedly, it was the first time for him to attend such a thing, and it was his freaking son at this point, “I don't think it's the perfect timing to—”

You gasped again, “No, tell him you fucking bastard, tell him about you and Marie!” You glared through tears at the latter.

“What?!”

Mike and Nanaba chuckled, enjoying this too much.

“Don't look at me like that, Nile!” Marie said hotly. “I helped Erwin to be with (Y/N) back in the day,”

“WHAT?!” You and your brother exclaimed together.

“As you heard, darling,” Erwin kissed your hand, “You have Marie to thank for that,”

“Okay I'm super confused now,” Nile pinched the bridge of his nose.

You gulped, hissing through your gritted teeth, “So am I, bro, so am I — FUCK!” You punched your husband in the face. “What have you put in me?! A horse?! God!” You squawked in pain again.

Erwin laughed through his tears, “It's okay, love, it's okay, I'm here with you,”

You leant into your husband's chest, as the pain growing intense in your lower body, “You fucking, utter bastard!” You felt your back breaking, “I'd never do this again!” Your head snapped backwards, and you went out of consciousness.

“(Y/N)! (Y/N)! Darling answer me!” Erwin freaked out.

Everyone tried to help you, while poor Moblit was thanking God within himself, that he made the right call to never let Hange come along.

•••

Your eyes fluttered open, and your head turned immediately to the side where Erwin sat in a chair, holding your baby delicately in his arms.

“Hey there,” Your voice was hoarse from all the screaming, and your body was absolutely ruined. It fucking sucked, what on Earth came into you to have a baby? But the sight before you made you swoon.

“Hey,” Erwin smiled, hardly detaching his gaze from your baby to look at you.

“Let me see him,”

He chuckled, “Of course, love,” He stood up, then leaned down to you, and you sat up eagerly, you almost snatched the little creature from his father's hold.

“Awwww, aren't you the prettiest thing?!” You exclaimed ardently.

Your son was the spitting image of his father; wipsy, golden locks, sharp and blue eyes, and most importantly, thick and beautiful eyebrows decorating his cute face.

Your son cooed.

“You did well, my love,” You heared Erwin say, proud swelling in his voice. “You were amazing,”

He kissed your forehead, and you cried.

“I'm so sorry, Erwin,” You wept, “I'm so sorry, I don't know what happened to me, I said terrible things to you and Marie... I-I...”

“Shhhh,” Erwin put a tender finger on your lips, “None of that matters,” He cupped your cheek ever so gently, “This what matters now,”

You smilled through your tears, and leaned in and kissed the pad of his large palm.

“I love you, Erwin,”

The latter grinned, “I love you too, (Y/N), there's no word can describe how happy you make me,”

The two of you looked at eachother, and when you decide to kiss the hospital room flung open, and Hange burst in.

“Show him to me! Show him to me! Show him to me!” They practically jumped in beside your bed, and the others came on their heels.

“Hey, sis”

“Auntie!”

“Tch, you're already noisy, they're gonna kick us out!”

“Hey, (Y/N),”

“Congratulations!”

You heard hange sulking, “He's nothing like you, (Y/N)! I mean he's the cutest thing I've ever seen, but one Erwin is enough already!”

Everyone burst out laughing, but Erwin squinted.

Everyone was eager to see the little new baby, the newest addition to the family. And your nieces started to cry that they have a tiny little cousin and auntie (Y/N) would be busy with him now, but you said that he too needed older sisters to look after him too, and as always, they shrieked excitedly, and Levi rolled his eyes.

The latter was curious, and you let him carry the baby, his eyes were cold, but once his tiny fingers wrapped around Levi's thumb, he found himself blushing.

And Marie, God, you almost forgot how many times you ranted "I'm sorry" to her but she just shrugged it off, and told you it was okay, and she wasn't offended at all, for she was pregnant, for three times, and she knew how a woman could be extremely sensitive at that sort of times.

Your mouth was tired out of smiling so widely, but you couldn't help it, you had your big, loving family around you, and now you bestowed it with another member.

Mike cleared his throat, while Nanaba's arm tugged in his, “Nana and I have something to tell you too,”

Everyone's attention was on her, and she grew anxious. Mike patted his hand and nodded at her softly.

Nanaba mustered some courage and muttered, “We're expecting too,” And she turned into a red tomato.

“No kidding!” Hange exclaimed, “When your due comes, I'll be the one driving,”

Everyone burst into laughter again.

You leant into your husband's shoulder, watching everyone chatting and smiling.

“Thank you, Erwin,” You whispered.

Yes, you fought, cried, laughed, and had your many complications as a family, but you were forever grateful for him and the family around you.

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