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akkkkollle · 1 year

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They made Scara’s redesign real fineee wanna breed him very bad.

✧Pairing: Scaramouche × M!Reader.

✧Words: 2200+.

✧CW/TW: The reader is an Electro Archon, breeding kink, humiliation, praise(?), Scaramouche is in love with the reader (and the reader is in love with him too), hickeys/bites, breast games, pleas, aftercare, the reader is bigger and higher than Scaramouche, mention of riding.

❗❗❗❗❗SPOILERS ALERT. ❗❗❗❗❗

You sigh while you meditate, you feel like people are constantly thinking about some battle that the traveler has gone through again. You sigh as you descend to the ground of your kingdom and come back to the physical world. You walk, the sound of your heels echoes through the almost empty room. You look out from behind the door, squinting slightly from the sunlight.

- Hello, M/n. - a slightly sarcastic voice is heard to your right. - It's strange to see you on the street.

- People's thoughts make it difficult to concentrate, Miko. What is everyone talking about? - you ask, finally coming out from behind the door and hovering over the fox.

- The traveler has reached the Sumeru and defeated some new emerging deity of wisdom. So Buer is saved, thanks to him/her. - she says, handing you a dango and some light novel, as always.

- A new deity... It's too weird somehow. - you say, but the fox just shrugs and walks past you into the temple.

- There is an interesting rumor, do you want to hear it? - you nod, coming in for her and chewing your precious dango. - Someone says that the heart of the electro archon was seen there.

Your heart seems to skip a beat when you hear it. You teleport the book to your kingdom and finish the sweetness, looking at kitsune, who only smiles her usual smile.

- Scaramouche? - you ask, and she just nods. - If it's him, then it's expected. He's not a perfect doll, it was stupid to think that he would win.

You walk past her, straightening your hair. Your thoughts are still pondering his blueprint, his structure, his everything. And you become more and more convinced that everything happened as it should.

- Why are you so hard on him? He's just a failed experiment. It's not his fault. - kitsune says in a too sugary tone.

-You don't feel sorry for him, and neither do I. He chose this path himself, my task was only to create a replacement for himself. - you turn your head and look at her. - He, as you know, was not too strong for this job.

She just shakes her head, chuckling a little.

- He's in the Inazuma. - you freeze.

-What?

- He's in the Inazuma, M/n. Don't ask me what he's doing here. I don't know. But he's here. - she answers, putting her hands behind her back. - I gave you what I wanted. See you soon, my dear friend.

She turns around, the sound of her shoes also echoing through the building until she disappears through the door. There is only one question in your head, "Why?".

Your eyes get a shade darker when you hear his thoughts, as if in confirmation that he is really here. But he's too close. You just grin, going back into your dimension, and humbly waiting for him.

And then the night comes. Everyone goes home, waiting for dinner, sleep or to continue their work. The door to the temple quietly opens, making it clear that he is here.

- Hey, (God's Name), come out! - he shouts, standing next to the stairs. You immediately appear in front of him in a meditating pose and with your eyes closed.

- I've been waiting for you, you know? - you stand on the ground, and he swallows slightly.

- I know. Felt like you were reading my mind. - he replies sarcastically, as always. You just laugh, running your gaze over his body and notice the eye of the god of Sumeru.

-Are you going to stare at me for a long time? Or are you so offended that I didn't get your God's eye? - you just shake your head in denial of his words.

You gently take his chin, bending over his small body, which makes him twitch a little. Your lips gently rest on his forehead, lingering there for a few seconds, and then pulling away. He blinks incessantly, trying to figure out what you've done, his cheeks turn slightly red when he swallows, causing his neck to twitch slightly.

- I don't hold grudges against anyone. Although I am disappointed in you, to become a new deity... You're so stupid, you know? - you push him gently.

He lands on the floor, propping himself up on his elbows, looking at your tall figure. His body is trembling slightly, but clearly not from fear. He licks his lips, looking away.

-I could be what you wouldn't let me be.

You tried not to laugh, but it was impossible. A quiet, muffled laugh immediately rings out in the room, causing his cheeks to blush more and more.

-Oh, Gods. I didn't let you? You're too weak, Scaramouche. - he tries to object something about his name, but you press on his chest. - I don't care what your name is now, for me you will always be only Scaramouche. You just don't deserve to be a God. I could push harder and you'd immediately snap in half, even though I wouldn't even try.

His lips pout and twitch slightly. His eyes close slightly and he bites his lip.

-What? Is a weak boy ready to burst into tears just from the truth? What a pity. - you move your foot away, brushing his groin, making him moan slightly. - You... Oh. So you cry because you like it.

His body twitches when you press on his growing bulge, rubbing it. He moans softly and throws back his head, tears still trickle down his face. You throw his hat off his head, throwing it somewhere.

You bend over his body, kissing his bitten lips. He immediately spreads his lips, clutching his tongue into yours, his hands wrap around your shoulders as you both kiss. Your tongues are fighting for dominance, which both of you do not want to give up, and he still gives up, realizing that the archon is too tough for him.

You pull away, kissing his sharp chin, descending on his milky neck. Your lips cover his neck with hickeys while your hands fumble with his unwanted clothes. He groans when you take off the last attribute of his clothes, leaving him completely naked.

You sink lower, to his chest, to be precise. You suck it, leaving the same crimson-red hickeys as on his chest. Your tongue licks his nipple, sucking it, making his cock twitch in anticipation, just like himself.

- Damn, hurry up... - you lightly hit him on the thigh, as a sign that he will stop complaining. - Please..

It was quiet, but that's enough for you. You're still sucking on his chest while your hand goes down to his ass. You circle his rim, and then stick one finger inside, making him moan in relief, feeling your weak swaying.

He twitches when he feels your fingers against his prostate. You grin, adding another finger, and biting his nipple.

- Damn, (God's Name), please...! Fuck me! - his thighs shake as he shudders in orgasm, soiling his and your body with his sperm.

- What a dirty boy... Let's play a game? - he looks weakly at you when you press his upper back and head to the floor. - Since you are not made for battle, so maybe you are made for something else?

His weak eyelids open when he feels your hard cock against his hole, when you slowly rub against its edge.

- What's the prize? - suddenly he asks.

- We don't even have rules, and you want a prize? - he kicks you a little, which makes you laugh. - If I win, then I can fuck you until I get tired. Well, if you are...

- Then... I will do it. - your eyebrow is raised in incomprehension. - I'll ride your useless cock until I blow you dry.

You laugh, but you nod. Poor boy, he doesn't even understand who he's going to play with.

You enter him with one thrust, causing his legs to rise while his head falls back with a loud moan of your name. His back arches over the floor, showing all the marks you left on him.

You immediately start pushing, without giving him time to get used to it. His arms wrap around your shoulders, taking your clothes in an armful. You lightly shock him with your elecro power, he whines, but releases his grip, only wrapping his arms around your shoulders.

-You're ready to come, aren't you? My ass is too good for you. You can't stand it. - he whispers between moans.

- It's funny to hear this from a person who is shrinking around me more and more. - he whines in refutation of your words.

Your gaze falls on his penis, which moves in time with your rough, deep and fast thrusts. Precum drips from his head, which spreads all over his body.

- Damn, I'm coming now... - he whispers, pulling you closer to him, and laying his head on your shoulder.

- Come on, doll, come on. - he comes with a loud moan as his body convulses.

He leans back, looking at your face through the tears that have accumulated in his eyes. All you have on your face is a winning grin that lets him know that he has lost.

- Poor thing. Just don't cry, okay? - you run your hand over his cheek, wiping away his tears. - Regard it as a divine gift.

He nods and you immediately continue your thrusts, letting him know that this will not end very soon.

Some time later.

You exhale finally coming out of his ass filled to the brim with your cum. You cover him with your cape, leaving him to rest and take a nap. And now you're just putting your dick back in your pants, as you feel that you are being pulled by the hand.

-M/n, stay... - he whispers weakly, no longer able to say something sarcastic.

You just laugh, but you get under your cape. Of course, lying on the floor is not very comfortable, but you are not complaining.

-And I ... Was I really created for this? - he says, yawning on your chest.

- This is nonsense, Skara. You're a guy, you were made for battle. If I needed someone to fertilize, I would make a girl. - he nods, tracing patterns on your clothes.

-How many times did you cum in me at all? 15 times?

-18, to be precise, and what? - he shakes his head negatively, kissing you on the cheek.

-Nothing... Simply... - he whispers, already almost asleep. - I wanted to see my beloved Archon. And please him, as once before.

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akkkkollle · 1 year

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I miss the sweet ToMan!Mikey who would do anything for his friends…

Just a random night, reader and his boyfriend arriving laughing from a motorcycle race…

Reader leaning in to kiss Mikey and pet his head. To then push his hair away and start kissing his neck softly. Slowly making their way to bed.

“I wanna make love to you, Manjirō”

Sweet kisses on the blonde’s thighs and ass while whispering sweet things to him about how beautiful he is while being fucked. Making him feel needed, beautiful and very loved.

Thank you so much for reading, Chris.

✧Pairing: Mikey × M!Reader.

✧Words: 1800+.

✧CW/TW: praise, compliments, pleas, hickeys, ending inside, soft and loving sex, pet names, gentle hair pulling, kind of like footjob (this is literally 1 sentence).

- It was so cool! The view was so beautiful, wasn't it, M/N? - the blonde asks laughing, turning his head to you.

- Of course, baby, the view was amazing... - he smiles at you, continuing to tell you something about the views that you saw on your recent walk.

The sight of his smiling and happy face made you smile too. Butterflies were flying in your stomach while your heart was pounding like crazy, and you wondered why it hadn't pierced your ribs yet. He was so beautiful when he was happy. Well, more precisely, he is always handsome, but when a sincere smile spreads on his face... It becomes especially beautiful.

A slight blush spread over his cheeks, nose and ears from the slight cold. His usually black eyes were shining, as if trying to convey all the sincerity and happiness he had experienced during this trip. His hands were actively gesticulating as he recounted the full scale of the views that you both observed about half an hour ago.

He opens the door to your house/apartment when his story comes to an end and he chuckles at the way you put your jacket on his shoulders so that he wouldn't be cold. He turns to you and sees your slightly unfocused gaze, he pouts, poking you in the cheek.

- You're not listening to me, are you? - he says sulkily, while you laugh at his cute face.

- I'm sorry, my love, you just... - you put your hand on his hair, stroking it. - ... Too handsome when in such a great mood.

His cheeks turn red when he puffs out his cheeks and you really want to pinch them to soften his expression. He turns away and takes off your jacket, and then his, hanging them on hooks. Then he takes off his boots, putting them in a corner. He turns around, wanting to leave and ignore you for a few minutes so that you give him the attention he wants.

But he feels himself being gently pressed against the wall. He looks up at you while you look at him with absolutely loving eyes. You stroke his cheek, and he bends down for your touch when you start running your thumb over his skin.

He grunts in surprise, feeling your lips cover him and his eyes widen slightly. But then he grabs you by the neck, pressing your lips closer. He opens his mouth, running his tongue over yours, trying to dominate the kiss that you have allowed him so far.

You gently pull his hair, removing his lips from yours, pulling out a quiet moan from him. You laugh at this, covering his bare neck with kisses, which makes Mikey moan pleasantly, putting one of his hands on your hair.

He immediately wraps his legs around your waist when he feels that you are holding his hips, lifting him off the ground. He wraps his arms around your neck while you gently suck on his skin, leaving hickeys.

You pull away from his neck when you put his body on the mattress. He looks up at you with some longing.

- Mikey. - he hums a question in response. - I want to make love to you, Manjiro.

His eyes widen, his cheeks turn red, and his mouth opens. He fiddles with the sheets in his hands, but nods softly, climbing a little further along the bed, giving you a place.

You climb onto the bed between his spread thighs. You press your lips to his again, but this time the kiss is more filled with passion and desire than love and care. He moans softly into your mouth while you rub his bulge through his black trousers. You pull away for a second, feeling him take off his T-shirt.

-Don't t-tease me, please... - he whimpers, lowering your head a little lower.

You don't argue at all, snuggling up to his chest, sucking on his right nipple, causing his head to tilt back with a groan. He pulls off his trousers along with his boxers with trembling hands, throwing them somewhere back, and then takes off your shirt while your kisses go lower and lower until they end up on his pubis.

You gently turn his body over, putting his head on the pillows, lifting his gorgeous ass. He teasingly wiggles it in front of your face while you smear lube on your fingers. You kiss the skin of his ass, thrusting one finger into him, starting to slowly move it back and forth. He bites his lip, hoping to hide his sounds, which, by the way, does not work very well.

Your second finger penetrates into him and you start more active movements, already twisting your fingers in various ways, still kissing the skin of his ass.

-You're so handsome, Manjiro. Your magnificent moans when only my fingers are in you... Can I see your pretty face? - he hesitates for a few seconds, but still turns his head to you.

His disheveled white hair covers almost half of his face, making it a little difficult to inspect his face. His eyebrows slide up in pleasure from your fingers, gentle kisses and praise. His lips are red from kissing and from his bites into her. And a small thread of saliva was most likely running down his chin, because a strand of his hair was glued to his face.

You lightly bite his ass, thrusting the third finger, which only makes him whine, pressing his foot into your clothed boner.

- Don't bite, stupid. - he whispers, but a silly, childish smile spreads on his face, which awakens the butterflies in your stomach again.

You kiss the bite and suck in apology, making him whine. He jerks his hips in your direction, wanting you to go even deeper, but you immediately pull out your fingers, causing him to shrink around the void.

-Put it in me, pwease, ah... - he begs, but you just turn him over on his back and lower yourself between his thighs.

- Wait a bit, my love. - you lick your lips, kissing and sucking his plump thighs.

He puts his hand to his mouth, wanting to hide his whining from such a light caress. And he closes his eyes in the hope of escaping from your gaze, which only makes you laugh softly.

He feels a kiss on his forehead and, opening his eyes, sees your face hanging over him. You kiss his nose, which makes him wince, and then you push his hair back, exposing his beautiful face in all its glory.

-Are you ready, baby? - you ask, kissing his collarbones. - You've done so well with me, such a good boy.

- I'm ready... C-come on, pl-please... - he whimpers at your praise, lowering his gaze down, watching you take off your pants along with your underwear.

You pour a little lubricant on your cock, smearing it all over the trunk, which the boy under you looks at in pure anticipation. When you take your hand away, he by inertia spreads his hips for you as wide as possible.

You line up your dick in front of his hole, slowly pushing first your tip, and then the rest of the dick. He moans loudly, wrapping his arms around your shoulders, pulling you very close to him. You kiss him on both cheeks and press your forehead against his.

- Hush, my love, hush. You're doing very well, just need to relax a little, you can do this for me, right? - he nods, pursing his lips, which makes you quickly kiss him on them. - Good boy.

You lift up from his face, and you both mumble when you move slightly in him.

-Always so fucking tight for me... - you swear when you see him slightly pulling his ass back and then forward back on your dick. - Needy today, right?

-Very much... S-so please...Oh! Mnmhm... - he pulls you to him for another kiss while you start your movements in him.

Your tongues are beating against each other, as well as your hips, while you slowly fuck him. He pulls away, feeling your hand on his penis when you stroke his head in time with your thrusts.

- M/n, M/n, M-m/n, I love you so much, damn, damn..! - he jerks his hips in your grip. - I'm g-going to cum, pl-please, please...

- No need to ask, handsome, finish when you want. - you kiss his neck when he arches his back and comes with a loud moan.

He whimpers, feeling that your thrusts on his prostate are still going, making his just-finished penis ache slightly.

- Sorry, honey, just a little more, okay? Will you be patient? - he nods, digging his nails into your back, feeling you twitch in him.

A few more thrusts and you cum inside him, making him breathe a sigh of relief. A few more light thrusts when you experience your high and you lie down on his chest, still being in him.

- I also love you madly, my good boy. - he giggles, yawning, feeling you kiss his chest.

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akkkkollle · 1 year

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Fuuuck that camboy Mikey shit was too damn good. Wanna fuck him with a vibrator on his dick and a cock ring

✧Pairing: Mikey × M!Reader.

✧Words: 1000+.

✧CW/TW: vibrator, cock ring, delayed orgasm, fingering, teasing, pleading, tears, excessive stimulation (?), slap ( 1 time), pet names.

- Damn, too good, M/N! - he shouts when your fingers slide into his ass, touching his prostate.

You grin, continuing to deliberately stretch it out more than usual. You loved listening to his pleas too much, and who didn't, right? You just wanted to bring him to a state where he would be in absolute ecstasy. His body will shake slightly from all orgasms, his gaze will be clouded, his breathing is confused, fast and uneven. He would look great, although who's to say he's not right now?

His white hair was spread out on the pillow, twitching in time with the thrusts of your fingers and sometimes from the movements of your cutie little boyfriend. A thread of saliva flowed from his mouth while his lips were slightly swollen from your recent make-out session. His chest was littered with love bites and hickeys left by you. On his penis was a small pale blue vibrator attached to the penis with a strap of the same color. And also a metal ring on the base of his penis. Precum drips from its bright red tip, trickling down to his hole and, of course, to your fingers.

- Fuck m-me already, please! - you grin even harder when you hear his phrase.

-Baby, you can do better than that. Come on. - you gently kiss his temple, which makes him whine.

-Please fu-fuck me with your dick, I was such a good boy! I deserve a r-reward... Ri-right? - his voice becomes more uncertain with every word he says, which is why he stumbles at the end.

-That's better, my love. - you whisper, licking his ear, making his cock twitch slightly.

You pull your head away from his head, taking out your fingers, he whines from the loss of fullness and shrinks around emptiness. You chuckle at that, but you're not going to tease him any more than you are right now. You yourself are ready to explode with impatience, in the literal sense of this phrase.

You throw one of his legs over your shoulder, aligning your cock in front of his hole. You rub your tip against his hole, he impatiently jerks his hips closer to you, from which you lightly slap him on the thigh, pulling out a quiet moan from him.

He groans contentedly when you finally enter him, stretching his insides. He jerks his hips again, but this time not from impatience, well, more precisely not completely from this.

-What? Does the baby want to cum? - you ask, gently pushing, he just nods, looking at you with tears in his eyes. - Later, honey, be patience.

He wants to argue with you, but to his own surprise, he just nods obediently, grabbing your shoulder.

A pleasant warmth spreads in his stomach. And from your deep, soft and fast thrusts. And from his excitement, which he really wants to throw out, but the ring tightens his helpless penis so much that he simply cannot do it.

You throw his other leg over your shoulder, bending your torso and his knees, going deeper, from which Manjiro grabs the sheets under him, moaning with pleasure.

His eyes roll up and his tongue falls out of his mouth when he can no longer restrain his body. He just gives himself up to simple pleasure, realizing that it will be even better this way.

And then there's a loud moan going around the room, probably too loud. His back arches when he cums on himself and on your stomach. He whimpers while cum is still flowing out of his penis, and then relaxes on the sheets, feeling how you still continue to push into him.

-Tha-thanks... - he whispers, stammering at the end from the vibrator still stimulating him.

- You're always welcome, dear, and now, be kind, bring me to orgasm, too. - he shrinks around you when he feels his cock getting hard again.

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akkkkollle · 1 year

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Random idea:

tw? Drug use

Reader and Sanzu arguing bc he is high and Sanzu telling reader he can’t get pleasure of anything else but drugs and reader starts jerking him off while telling him ‘is that so?’ ‘then I should stop’ Sanzu sensitive bc of the drugs crying for reader 2 fuck him (?

🥀Pairing: Sanzu × M!Reader.

🥀Words: 1900+.

🥀CW/TW: drugs, spitting like lube, a lot of insults, fingering, jerking off, bites, pleading, excessive stimulation.

-Oh, shut up... - moans Sanzu, sighing with fatigue.

- Shut up? Haru, you're a fucking jerk, you know? How many times have I told you not to take it? - you reply irritably, while his head is thrown back on the sofa.

Your words go on and on, making his head, which is under the influence of some drugs, completely split with pain. Your words just cut through his brain and reverberate in his thoughts with a thousand needles, a hundred bullets and a single truck. He just wants you to shut up.

- Do you understand? - you ask, finally finished.

- Understand what? What am I not allowed to take? M/n, in the end, this is the only thing I get high from! - he shouts, simply unable to stand it anymore. - I can't give up what makes me happy, idiot. From the only thing that makes me happy! - he sits down again, covering his face with his hands. - At least right now.

You just look at his face for a few seconds, trying to see at least something, but you see absolutely nothing. Then you just sigh, trying to find the strength to calm down.

You sit down next to him and he stiffens slightly, expecting that now you will teach him again. But no, you didn't utter a word. He gets up, not wanting to talk to you at the moment, but as soon as he walks along your figure, he feels like he is being pulled down.

He lets out a surprised exclamation when he feels himself sitting on your lap, pressing his back against your chest. Your hands are on his hips, stroking them, getting closer and closer to his dressed, already semi-hard, penis. You rest your head on his shoulder, gently stroking his clothed bulge, feeling him harden under you. He makes a whine, which makes you laugh right away.

- Are drugs really the only thing you get pleasure from? - you whisper, biting his neck.

He tilts his head back while you unfasten his belt and pull down his trousers, along with his underwear, lifting his hips to help your action.

His hard cock rests on his clothed belly, you spit on his cock, which makes him wince, and then you start rubbing his trunk up and down. He throws his head back even more, but tries to restrain himself so as not to give you too easy a victory.

Although it was a loss even without effort. He's already sensitive, and under drugs it only gets worse. He lost from the very beginning, as soon as he came here like this.

Your hand slows down slightly in order to stop on his head and play with it a little.

- So what, honey? Is that true? - he just whines, and you...

you just run your finger over the skin under his head, finally pulling out of him a loud moan of satisfaction. He grabs your hand, which lies dangerously close to his hole, only rubbing the delicate skin.

- F-fuck, M/n ... - he mumbles, trying to move your fingers from the place.

-What? Don't you like it? - he nods his head in confirmation of your words. - Then I think I should stop.

He whines when you take your fingers away and immediately pulls them back, forcing you to grab his cock again.

-Go on, son of a biiitch, p-please... - you feel a drop on your hand.

- Oh, are you crying? You don't like it, hmm? - he shakes his head in denial, no longer having the strength and desire to argue with you. - A pitiful sight, but pleasant.

You bite his neck, continuing your movements on his penis. He moans, feeling your fingers enter him.

- Not from b-both sides, da-damn..! - he sobs, no longer understanding what exactly he should focus on.

You lick the bite on his neck and then bite him again, making his throat jump. His cock twitches when the precum starts to drip onto your hands.

-D-damn, damn, I'm coming now, p-please don't stop..! - he whispers, almost praying to you.

And after a few seconds, he comes with a loud moan, which turns into a desperate cry when he does not feel your movements stop.

- M-m/n, wait, I-I just finished, I—! Ahhh, d-damn! - his face is covered with tears, as are your hands. - F-fuck me, pleeease!

- Nah, you were a bad boy, you know? - you whisper into his neck, which makes him feel a grin spreading across your face.

- I'll be good, honestly! Just b-beg! - he's already screaming, and you're just sure that tomorrow his voice will be hoarse.

-I won't say it twice, bitch. - you kiss his neck while he comes again.

He whimpers, jerking his hips, again feeling the movements of your hands on his penis and in his ass.

- Pleeease! I'll do anything you want, j-just ask!

-You're never going to do drugs again, okay? - it sounds more like a statement than a question.

- Yes, yes, yes! - although you both understand that this is a lie. - I won't d-do it anymore!

- Well, okay then ... - you take out your fingers and take your hand away, from which he sighs both from relief and disappointment. - Then let's continue, right?

He feels the buckle slide over his bare back and he nods, already slightly rising on shaky legs, preparing to jump on you before sunrise.

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akkkkollle · 1 year

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Hello Chris,

I have a challenge for you. What if you did every kink/fetish in one thingy ( I don't know on what you call it story ? fanfic ? )............ummm if you decide to do my challenge could you maybe make it about Mikey please.

Thanks

🥀Pairing: Toman!, Kanto!, Bonten!Mikey × M!Reader.

🥀Words: 3200+.

🥀Notes: First of all, I'm sorry that a whole month has passed, I just didn't have the strength to finish writing this. Secondly, not all the kinks and fetishes here (I would go crazy) are just well-known and common here, and I couldn't write it all with one Mikey, so enjoy the three versions. I apologize again. All warnings will be in front of the parts.

Toman!Mikey.

CW/TW: attention, voyeurism(?), dressing up, daddy kink, 69, face setting, feminization, fingering, praise, mirror sex, overexcitation, breast play, rimming, soft sex.

- Come on, baby, be careful. - you whisper, covering the marble skin of Mikey with kisses. - Show me how good you feel, come on.

He whimpers, still jerking his hand along the trunk of his penis. His hand slides aimlessly over the oiled trunk, fingering the sperm from three past orgasms.

His head is slightly tilted to the side, allowing you to kiss him wherever you want. His white hair is loose, and some white strands are stuck to his face or neck due to sweat. A few tears slide down his red face, rolling down his neck or torso, drawing transparent paths.

- If you come again, I'll reward you, do you want, baby? - you ask, noticing his tired face.

- Yes, Daddy... - he whines, speeding up the movement to finally catch his pleasure again.

Your hand descends on his chest and strokes his nipple through the transparent underwear worn on him. His legs twitch when he feels it, causing the panties hanging on his foot to almost fall off.

-Yes what, babe? - he whimpers when he hears your question and swallows.

- I want to my... My p-pussy feel good of you, please. he says sheepishly as you rub his nipple harder, making him cum with a loud moan.

He relaxes and his body wearily plops down on you. You cover his face with kisses while he winces at it. He gets off you, letting you lie down. He just awkwardly purses his lips, looking at your smiling face. But still leans over you, hanging his face over your clothed bulge, and his ass in front of your face.

Your hands gently slide over his pumped ass while he tries to pull out your cock with trembling hands. You squeeze his skin, making him whine, and his trembling hands clumsily try to undo your belt. When he finally does, he quickly pulls off the elastic band of your underwear, exposing your hard cock, which accidentally hits him in the face. You laugh lightly while he rubs his cheek for a few seconds.

His tongue licks your trunk from top to bottom, in parallel slightly pressing his tongue on the wreaths along your trunk. You mumble with pleasure, licking your lips, and then his balls and part of the skin between them and the anus. He moans, taking the head of your penis into his mouth, sending a slight vibration through it. He whimpers, feeling your tongue on his rim, while you press his trembling hips as close to your face as possible. He tries very hard to please you, even though he is overexcited from his recent orgasm.

He lets out a surprised exclamation when he feels you tear off his upper half of his body, literally sitting him on your face. He leans on your torso, squeezing it, forming red traces of his palms. He whimpers your name, feeling your tongue inside him.

- D-daddy, don't, pleaaase..! - he whimpers, feeling a new approaching orgasm.

You pull his hips away for a few seconds, thrusting two fingers inside, pulling out a new stream of words from him.

-But you wanted your pussy to feel good, didn't you, baby? - he whines with memories and presses his hips closer, wanting to feel your tongue in him again. - What an impatient doll.

You stick your tongue inside while your fingers are inside. He screams with excitement, which is about to spill out, and literally. His hands shake as he squeezes your skin, leaving scratches on your torso.

His face is absolutely red. Saliva runs down your chin mixed with your precum. His lips are bitten from how he tried to restrain his sounds earlier. There are still unshed tears in the corners of his eyes. There are a few light hickeys and bites on his neck that you did to tease him. And his chest is still wearing white transparent underwear, with several colors in the places where the nipples are.

A loud moan rushes through the room, and then you feel a white substance spreading over your chest. His hands tremble treacherously and eventually they slide down your body in different directions, causing his body to plop down on your hip with heavy breathing.

You gently stand up, taking his hips off of you and turning his body over so that his legs lie behind him. He whines when you stroke his head while he's still lying on your trousers. He suddenly licks your base, from which you grab his hair, pulling out a quiet moan from him.

- I want you to feel good too, Daddy. - he whispers, pressing his cheek to your cock, and then licking again. - And since it's not my ass... More precisely, pussy, then my mouth will fit...

- Heh, caring today? - he whispers a quiet "I love you" and takes your cock in his mouth, moving up and down, from which you mumble contentedly.

Kanto!Mikey.

CW/TW: size difference, marking, fetish on clothes, sir kink, food, gag, humiliation with praise, denial of orgasm, sensory deprivation, semi public, deep throat.

The sound of guttural moans reverberates through the room while your hand moves his body on his penis, he only squeezes the sofa on either side of you. He feels your cock poking into the back of his throat, and then you twitch in his mouth.

He raises his tear-stained gaze to your face thrown back. He slowly slides his gaze over your body when his gaze allows it. He feels himself twitching at the sight of you. He always loved you in a gang uniform, and no matter then or now, you always looked too sexy in it. Your big, tall and toned body always towered over him and he constantly imagined as if you were his boss and not he was yours.

He accidentally licks your head when you stop pushing his head for a second and he suddenly feels his mouth filling with your sperm. He swallows quickly, looking at you again. You slowly lower your gaze to him while breathing heavily. And God, he was ready to cum just from that.

-Lie on the table, good boy. - you whisper.

He immediately obeys, lying down on the table. You hover over his small body and he immediately looks at your hand, noticing what you are holding.

- Why did you bring this here? - he blushes a little.

- I just love whipped cream... - he says.

You grin as you spread cream on your finger and lick it off. You mumble contentedly. The blonde makes a surprised sound when he feels you spreading cream on his body, especially on sensitive areas.

- W-what are you... - he whispers.

-Me?- you ask, licking his neck, covered with cream.

- That is, sir... What are you doing, s-sir? - he whispers, stuttering at the end as you suck a hickey into his neck.

-Well, you were a lustful bitch before, so at least I'll eat that way. You've already eaten yours, haven't you? - he whimpers, still feeling the taste of your sperm in his stomach.

You shift your gaze higher, looking at the clock. You quickly grab two pieces out of your pocket. He makes a surprised sound when he feels a soft cloth lying on his eyes, making vision impossible. And then a gag is placed in his mouth, which drowns out almost all his sounds.

-Listen up, cutie slut. The meeting is due to start in half an hour and it will be very embarrassing if the leaders notice you in this position. So... - you run your finger over his body, almost reaching his penis, from which he twitches slightly, making you giggle. - Be a good whore and bring me to orgasm before that time. And you'd better thank yourself for forbidding them to come in ahead of time.

He nods, quickly spreading his legs, showing his pre-prepared hole, which makes you smile easily and enter him with a quick jerk. He groans from the unpleasant and unusual intrusion, but immediately jerks his hips, making it clear that you can move.

You bend over his body, entering deeper into him, forcing him to mindlessly grab the cloak of your white uniform. You continue to lick the cream, pulling out of him muffled moans from your hot tongue sliding over his neck and chest.

His eyes widen under the blindfold when you both hear sounds from outside. More precisely, someone's voices.

- Don't worry, there's still a lot of time, as much as 24 minutes, so let's get to work, Manjiro. - he nods, grabbing your shoulders harder and you could have sworn that if he hadn't been gagged, his groan would have been heard throughout the building.

You wrap your arms around the base of his penis, causing him muffled sounds from delaying his orgasm. He whispers something, but because of the gag you couldn't make out the words, but presumably he just wanted to cum.

Your thrusts become deeper and stronger, your speed decreases, a slight tingling in Manjiro's stomach lets him know that you will come soon. And he shrinks around you when you lick the remaining cream, biting his neck.

A minute later, you're pulling clothes on the two of you. And then you remove the excess from his face. His face has become less red, but he looks at you with pleading eyes.

- No, my slut, you wait for the meeting to end. It'll be weird if they see their boss with a tear-stained face, so just calm down. - he sighs, sitting down facing the door, and trying to catch his breath.

Bonten!Mikey.

CW/TW: drugs, strangulation, dom/sub, pleading, playing with blood and knives, body fetish (yandere reader) , bondage, collar, crying, master kink, weapons, sadism, masochism, rough sex, humiliation, spanking, striptease.

Your gaze glides hungrily over the body of the white-haired man as he slowly undresses, twirling his body. He takes off his black T-shirt, slowly pulling it off, exposing his skinny, gorgeous body. His black trousers also fall onto the bed as he slowly pulls his legs out of his trousers. And finally his fingers catch on the elastic of the underwear, only slightly pulling them off, and showing you his pubis. You frown slightly, already wishing that he would finish this little show and have already given himself into your cruel and bloodthirsty hands. So that you can do whatever you want with him, so that he can moan under you like the very last whore, so that you can admire your God under you or above you, it doesn't matter.

Apparently, he himself becomes impatient and pulls them off with a light movement, exposing his hard little cock. He throws it back somewhere, and then turns around for a second, showing you his back and ass, and then falls between your legs, leaning on your chest with his back.

-You can. - he whispers, exhaling.

He makes a surprised sound when he feels his stomach resting on your lap. He already understands what will happen next. Your finger fleetingly slides over his ass, feeling the soft skin.

- So? Don't you want to apologize, bitch? - he grabs the sheet, crumpling it in his hands.

- I... - he swallows, already feeling the dryness in his throat from the drug that he took earlier. - I'm sorry... Ma-master...

he squeals when your hand rises, and then with great force falls on his ass, causing it to bounce slightly and blush, acquiring a trace of your hand.

- More specifically. - you whisper briefly.

-I'm sorry for bothering that idiot to a-annoy you. - he squeals again, already feeling 2 blows on each of his cheeks.

- Even more specifically.

- I'm so-sorry for hinting at sex to this g-guy, uh... Flirted with him and touch his dick through his pants when... When I r-realized that he had a boner about my words. - he sighs, preparing for you to hit him again and you do it, he screams again.

-Fine.Now lie on your back. - on trembling legs, he quickly climbs over you and lies on his back, spreading his legs, realizing that you are already very angry.

You take off your belt, and then you lift the black-eyed man's hands to the headboard, tying them to the iron bars of the bed. You pull, making sure that the bonds hold his hands tightly. You look at his body while he is trembling with excitement under your gaze. You gently touch his healed scars, they are almost invisible. You catch his gaze constantly returning to the bedside table on the right in impatience, although he is still looking at you. You just laugh lightly, opening the door, making his body tremble, and take out a metal object that glitters under the light of an expensive chandelier in your bedroom.

He licks his dry lips, feeling the effect of the drug, which will double, and maybe triple his feelings with any physical contact. The harder you touch him, the more pleasure he will get.

You experimentally slide over the stitched scars, hoping to cut out new ones, but absolutely the same. He twitches, which immediately makes you hit him on the thigh. He sobs, but tries not to twitch, so as not to spoil your game. You carefully begin to carve words on his chest, arms, stomach and thighs that would somehow show people who saw them that he is only yours. You just claimed all your rights to him, and damn, he didn't mind.

His cock twitches helplessly when you start to carve the last inscription, just on his stomach. So close to his pubis and cock. He just wanted the knife a little lower, but he didn't want to spoil the look of his body for you if you didn't want it on your own.

He blushes insanely when you lick the metal part of the knife after finishing the "drawing", licking his blood, and then putting the knife on the bedside table, because now it is useless.

Mikey tries to see what else you want to take from the box under your bed, but you hit him on the thigh again, from which he whispers a quiet apology.

You take the collar. Black, leather, with several precious stones, collar. His breath seemed to have disappeared. He was so excited that he was ready to cum on the spot. He threw his head back, already extremely wanting it on his neck, and you did it. You tightened the collar matching the black belt on his arms.

And then he screams and sobs. He feels you entering him with one sharp, deep thrust. He, of course, understood that he would not receive preparation, but he clearly did not expect that this would be the case. He comes right away.

- Eh? Oh... I'-im sorry, I'm sorry, M-Master, please, I... - he stops when he feels something in his mouth, and then he hears a click.

- Shut up, slut, or I'll shoot. It would be a loss to lose such a beautiful face, wouldn't it? - he nods easily, tensing slightly when he feels your finger on the trigger.

You start the movement by pulling out the gun and putting it next to it, it wasn't loaded, so there was nothing to worry about. Your hand falls on his neck, squeezing it, making him whimper, shouting your nickname.

-P-pleeease, Ma-master, hurry, hurry! - and, of course, you went even slower.

-The next time I see or hear you doing something like that to someone else, I'll kill both you and him, you're just mine, you little bitch, understand? - he nodded furiously, shrinking around you, making you just roll your eyes.

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akkkkollle · 1 year

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I really love the camboy hc! Can you make a Camboy! Manjiro plz?

Pairing: Mikey × M!Reader, Izana × M!Reader.

Words: 900+.

CW/TW: pet names, humiliation, praise, bondage, sex toys, pillow prince, dressing up, teasing.

Mikey.

So... He's lazy, he's very lazy. I think everyone understands this already. So I don't think his streams would be a very diverse thing. But why would he be popular? His fucking moans. He just has an amazing voice, so that's actually the reason.

Well, he's the prince of pillows, you can't argue with me (I mean Toman version of Manjiro, yes...). And everyone knows it, he almost never does anything. He just puts a vibrator on his dick and screams like the last bitch.

His figure is just wow. His toned body is also just wow. But it's still so fragile, you can just bend it and it won't even resist.

And he likes to demonstrate himself, this is an unequivocal opinion. He loves the attention and the feeling of being admired.

He slowly turns on the bed in front of the camera, showing the suit on himself. He impatiently plops down on his lap, bouncing slightly due to the jump on the mattress.

- Well? I'm handsome, right? Say I'm handsome, come on. - he whines impatiently when he doesn't get enough praise, although there have been millions of comments, but it's not enough for him.

Oh, yes, he loves to dress up in something, because this way his figure seems to him and others, as he thinks, more beautiful.

You are a very frequent guest on his streams, simply because he is too lazy to do everything on his own, so your hands (and not only) help him.

- Mghm, M-m/n, too much! - he moans, grabbing your shoulder, squeezing it while his head rests on your shoulder.

One of your hands is holding his knee, pushing his legs apart, exposing his cock and hole. The other hand is on his cock, jerking it off. His legs are shaking, already anticipating his 4th orgasm. And you're not even in him yet.

- Stop, please... - you gradually stop the movement so that it would not be so unusual for him without the feeling of your hand. - I want you, now. In me, please.

-Whatever you say, babe. - you say, lifting his body a little higher, lining up his stretched ass over your hard cock.

After sex, he is very tired, clingy, sick and sleepy. And that never changes.

-M/n! - he shouts.

- No need to shout, I'm right here. - you say, stroking his shoulders, sometimes running your fingers through his fluffy strands.

- I want to kiss. - you kiss him on the forehead when he looks up at you, but he just grumbles, grabbing your face and holding it to him.

And another random headcanon that appeared in my head. Well, I think he has a kink for pleading and praise mixed with humiliation. So...

- Oh, f-fuck, I b-beg you, mgm, let me cum, let me cuuum, I was such a good slut for you, r-right? - he whines, pressing his hips against you, while the chat literally explodes with messages from the hot view in front of them.

- Of course, come on, my dear good... - you bend down to his ear, licking it, and whisper so that only he can hear. - ... slut.

Izana.

Fuck, well, he's a very strange person. At one moment he wants to completely dominate someone, and at another moment he wants to obey and cry, being under the same person. But it is his viewers who see only his dominant side, he just likes to subordinate, that's all.

Its facade absolutely never collapses. No one will ever be able to see his submissive side, well, except for you, of course. Just one dominant look and all the comments are replaced on the desire for him to fuck their brains out. And he just gets this seductive, crazy grin.

His body. He's great. But I don't really think he undresses too much on streams. He doesn't want anyone to see him completely naked, but his naked lower half is enough for everyone.

He would never put on a suit for anything. No matter how nice they ask him, no matter what amount they give him, he simply won't do it. But still...

- I still don't understand why you don't appear on streams in this, Zana. - you say, almost fleetingly touching the fabric of his robe.

- Would you like it if I sat in front of everyone like this? - you just roll your eyes when you feel how he starts to rub against you lightly.

- I don't want to. - you press his hips against yours, not allowing him to rub against the fabric of your trousers. - I want such a perverted "incubus" to belong only to me.

- Well, you see? So be quiet and don't complain.

You will never be a guest on his streams. And by never, I mean never. He won't show you at any price, but they will know about you, that's for sure. He will just compare them when he humiliates/teases them and so they will know that there is a certain M/n.

- Ha, fuck... - he moans as his fingers begin to move inside him, he bends them, trying to get to the right point, but he can't. - What, perverts? You want to be here and help me, right? No, I w-wouldn't let you even look at me. Only M/n..! Ah, mhg, damn! Ha... Can touch me.

- What were you shouting ...? - you whisper, looking into the room, and slightly laughing at the sight in front of you.

- Get out of here, you idiot! - he shouts, immediately moaning, feeling his fingers reach one of the pleasant points.

Is it worth saying that after such antics of his and after his streams in general, he wants you to fuck him? (the boy misses you, you know)

- Idiot, right, Zana? - you ask, stroking his cheek as he struggles with his bound hands. - Well, hush, doll. Which one of us is an idiot now? You're lying here all brains out, like they wanted.

- H-harder, please. - he whimpers as the blush covers his cheeks even more.

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akkkkollle · 1 year

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Congrats on passing your exams, Chris! I should be studying for one, but here I am lol.

I have a special request for you;

Write Sanzu with your favourite kinks. That’s my request. Thank you!

Pairing: Sanzu × M!Reader.

Words: 2000+.

CW/TW: angst to fluff to smut, quarrel, marking, cum inside, sex without preparation, dacrifilia(?), blowjob, riding on the hips(1 time).

Notes: these are not my so favorite kinks, but it's just that this idea has been spinning in my head for a long time, so I wrote it. I couldn't think of anything interesting with my favorite kinks because of the following fan fiction with Mikey, so just enjoy it, please.

The impatient tapping of fingers echoed through the spacious room of your bedroom. You sigh heavily, looking irritably at the clock. Time was barely passing, everything was too slow. You just click, getting up, and going to the balcony.

You lean on the railing, breathing in the cold night air. You calm down a little, but your thoughts are still playing this picture that you saw.

- Why does he need it? - you whisper, running through your hair, pushing it back.

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You calmly walk down the corridor after meeting Bonten. You stretch your neck, tired from sitting in one position. Your hearing picks up some kind of rustle, and your gaze immediately falls on the object that supposedly made the noise. You carefully head towards the sound, looking around so that if something happens, you are ready.

And finally you see a door in front of you, the existence of which you did not even suspect, although you have revised the building plan many times. You gently turn the handle, which turns calmly and gives you a view of your boyfriend's back.

You only tilt your head slightly to the side, keeping the door only slightly open. Laughter comes from the room.

- I won't say anything, don't even try. - the man spits out blood, pulling with his tied hands. - Who sent you to me, huh?

- What difference does it make to you? You're going to die anyway, you bastard.

- So no one sent it, right? What if your king finds out or your dear boyfriend? What you are now turning into mincemeat one of your main informants. Aren't you betraying them.

- You betrayed him. I will never forgive you for betraying my king. - he aimed the gun at this guy, and he just smiled a little.

- And M / n? - he froze for a second, looking away.

You frowned, waiting for his answer. You feel like your heart squeezed and was ready to burst into pieces.

- He... - he hesitates. - It doesn't matter.

You make a surprised sound, immediately closing the door, and heading out.

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- It doesn't matter, yes... What a bitch you are. - you whisper, throwing on your coat, and going outside.

You sigh again, but then you turn around, feeling arms wrapped around your torso. You immediately removed them, slightly pushing him away, from which he only looked at you in surprise.

-Sanzu, let me ask you, what did that 'it doesn't matter' you said when you tortured that guy mean? - his eyes widen when he hears the question and he looks down.

Silence hangs between you. You just laugh as you pass by him, and he just follows you in bewilderment. But his eyes widen even more when you throw on your coat and grab the handle of the front door.

- Where are you going? - he asks quietly.

- Will you answer the question? - he just lowers his head. - I see. We're breaking up.

His eyes go up to the door, which is already closed. He feels tears begin to flow down his face. He quietly settles down on the floor, laying his face. Tears trickle down between his fingers, falling on his trousers.

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- Really? - Mikey asks, looking at you.

- Yes. Do you understand that or what? - he nods. - He can't let anyone betray you, but I...

- M/n. - his whisper makes you look up. - Find out what he wanted to say.

You just sigh when he gets up and walks behind you, heading towards the performers. You just run your hand through your hair, going after him. You see them interrogating some traitor or rather torturing him. But it doesn't matter. You're just looking around, not noticing the pink-haired head. You click, hearing rapid footsteps behind you first, and then several shots.

You turn around, seeing a familiar striped vest. He just bites his lip, turning his head to you when there is a corpse in the background. You just point at the door with your eyes and go there. He immediately puts the gun away and follows you.

You walk through the corridors in complete silence until, finally, you open the door and enter there, and he follows you. You sit down in the only chair in this abandoned room, he is standing next to you, looking down at the floor, afraid to even breathe.

- Will you explain all the same what that phrase meant? - you ask, running your finger down his arm, making him wince.

- I just couldn't express how much I love you, M/n... That is, Mikey is my king and I've known for a long time what I want, and you... You're making me feel too weird. - he mutters, weakly grabbing your finger, but then squeezing when he feels that you don't take your hand away.

You look at him, he looks at you. His cheeks turn red when you pull him into your lap, but he only fidgets a little to get comfortable.

- Thanks by the way. - you say, putting your head on his neck.

- For what? - you just grumble, and he pats you on the back.

- For shooting that idiot. - he gasps in understanding.

- Well, I couldn't let your back get hurt, right?

- Do you want her to get hurt by you? - you ask, gently biting his neck.

He whines, pushing his head to the side, giving you full access to his neck. You just laugh, but bite his neck, pushing back the collar of his shirt, unbuttoning the buttons. You take off his vest along with his shirt and throw them down somewhere when he pushes his head back, which makes you inadvertently run your tongue over his adam's apple, causing him to suffocate for a second.

You jerk your hip, making his little body bounce and he moans as his growing erection rubs against your thigh. His hands clumsily try to unbutton your shirt, pulling off your tie. His gaze is limited by the fact that you are now under his chin. He grabs the fabric at random and slowly but surely undoes the buttons.

You pull away from his neck when you make sure he's covered in your hickeys and bloody bites. And then he finally takes off your shirt, unbuttoning the last buttons. His hands immediately grab your belt when he throws your shirt behind him. But you stop him.

- Hmm? - he mumbles in bewilderment and looks up at you.

- Get off me. - he opens his eyes, but you just lift his body, get up yourself, and then put him on a chair.

- What? - he mutters when he feels that you are pulling off his trousers along with his underwear, throwing them into the same pile.

- I have to apologize. You cried because of me yesterday. - you blow on his cock, which makes him twitch.

Your mouth wraps around his head, which makes him tremble, gently grabbing your hair, expecting you to throw it away, but to his surprise you don't.

- Don't be surprised, I won't control you much today. Have fun while you can. - you take his cock deeper, forcing his head back on the back of the chair.

He whispers a quiet "Thank you", grabbing you by the hair harder. His legs tighten around your back when you take his cock completely. He moans loudly and high when your fingers stroke his balls.

- C-cumming, cumming, cumming, M-m/n, pleeease... he whimpers, feeling tears forming at the corners of his eyes.

You moan in agreement, sending vibrations through his penis, from which he ends up with heavy breathing. His legs shake and gradually descend from your body, allowing you to get up and wipe the cum left on your lips.

He looks up at you tiredly as you pull off your pants and underpants, complementing the pile from behind. He stands up, making room for you, and then sits on your lap, wrapping his arms around your neck and pulling you into a kiss.

His tongue slides over yours and he moans when you run your tongue over his palate. You lift his body, pulling away from his lips. He gasps, feeling your cock begin to enter him very slowly. He whines from stretching and tears finally pour out of his eyes when he feels the stretching that you caused.

He immediately fidgets, despite the severe pain in the lower part of his body. You just grin, grabbing his hips, lifting his body up, and then lowering him down sharply and quickly.

His face falls on your shoulder while you control his body like a toy. You feel the drops trickle down your chest, falling on your torso and the leather upholstery of the chair.

He's whimpering. His voice was hoarse from his loud screams. His face is completely red, while his neck is dark purple, with small droplets of dried blood from your bites. His hands impulsively grab your back when you enter him especially pleasantly.

- I'm g-going to cum a-again, M/N, ahh! - he tucks his legs when he feels the approaching climax, from which he moans loudly, squeezing you, forcing you to growl and also cum into him.

You both relax. You lean back in your chair, while he lies on your chest, outlining your collarbone. You gently take your dick out of him, which makes him whine. You walk up to this pile and throw him clothes.

- M/n, and nothing will happen if we have been away for so long? - he asks, looking at your figure buttoning the sleeves.

- Nothing. Just get dressed and don't worry. - he just shrugs and buttons up the last button. - Don't you think you should hide what's around your neck?

- No, I don't want to. Oh! - you just giggle when he stumbles and grab his hand, leading him out of the room.

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akkkkollle · 2 years

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Ok, hear me out! Kanto manji gang waiting to be fucked by reader, all of them! From Benkei and Waka too Mochi! But the best part! They get too see and hear the other, that are all in the same room (in the meeting room when we seen them before the fight) and they are waiting naked like good boys! And the kinks: for Waka at least will have too be meeting press! And for mochi and Benkei like them crying from it, they are inexperienced poor babys. That is all and sorry if it alot, I just got it from the one with Kanto Mikey one 🙃🙃🙃

Pairing: Benkei × M!Reader, Mochi × M!Reader, Wakasa × M!Reader.

Words: 1110+.

CW/TW: The reader kind of wears heels, dacrifilia(?), mating press, hickeys, teasing, sex without commitment and proper care afterwards.

The sound of your heels echoes down the hallway as you head to the room where someone is waiting for you, like good boys. Your lips almost imperceptibly stretch into a smile when you imagine what you will do with them and finally relieve your stress.

Your hand rests on the door handle, turning it, making people in the room shudder. But they immediately calm down when they see your figure in the doorway.

- Are you naked already? How sweet. Who do you think I should start with? - you approach the edge of the table, leaning on it and examining the three figures in front of you.

You just giggle when they don't answer. You just walk to the right, heading towards the brunette, who swallows when he sees your presence next to him.

Your hand slowly climbs up his bare thigh, sometimes pawing his muscles along the way, causing him to flinch slightly. In the end, your hand rests on his penis, tracing it all over the base, and also running your fingertip over his head, collecting his precum. He moans from this action, twitching, making you grin.

- Come on, baby, lie on your back, okay? - he nods, blushing at your tone.

You grab his hips, squeezing them. They lean on your shoulders while you unbutton your pants, and pull in your underpants enough to pull out your dick. He whines when he feels your dick in front of his hole. And then he moans when you push into him. Your hand grabs his braid, pinning him to the table, his eyes close, feeling how you entered him to the end.

He shrinks around when you start pushing, tears flow down his red face. You just lean towards him, licking the salty drops, feeling how he twitches his nose when he sobs. You kiss his cheeks, snuggling up to them. Your kisses sink lower and you linger on his lips, gently kissing him. He wraps his arms around your neck, pulling you closer.

He jerks the hips that rest on your shoulders, forcing you to pull away in disbelief.

-What's wrong, honey? - you ask gently, and he just shakes his head.

- N-nothing... I want to cum. - you look down questioningly and see how he immediately twitches.

- So right away? Well, come on, when you want. he nods quickly, feeling your hand stroking his cock.

He moans loudly, making the other two men drool. He feels how you accelerate your thrusts, sending punches straight to his sweet spot, making his legs tremble.

And after a few thrusts, he cums on your dick, squeezing you hard, forcing you to cum as well. His breathing slowly calms down when you come out of him, kissing him on the forehead and heading to the next actor in today's story.

- Well, Ben-Ben, are you ready yet? - you ask, stroking his back, watching him tense up under your touch.

-Yes. Put it in, please... - he says calmly,

You nod, pushing his ass apart, and pointing your dick there. He tries to grab the smooth surface of the table, but to no avail. His hands are just calmly lying over his head.

His face falls on his chin and he looks to the left, where he sees a freshly fucked brunette. He squeezes, making you hiss and squeeze his ass harder. He turns to you, showing you his depraved face.

Tears are streaming down his face. His cheeks turn even redder when he sees your greedy gaze. His lips are bitten when he tries to hide his moans from your deep thrusts.

- Mmm, I'm co-coming... - he moans as his cock hits the edge of the table.

- Come on, Benkei, finish like the last time. - he whimpers when his cum falls on the table, dripping down the edge, and falling to the floor.

You get out of it, heading for the last one. His cock twitches when he hears the sound of your heels stopping behind him.

He feels your head resting on his shoulder, biting his neck. He jerks his head to the side, rubbing his ass against your naked cock. You giggle, biting his neck, forcing him to press into your crotch.

-Don't tease me, you idiot. You've already kept me waiting. - you nod, guiding your cock into the new ass again.

He screams, feeling your cock in his ass, he immediately shrinks, becoming even narrower than he is. You mumble contentedly while fucking him.

His two-tone ponytail is now loose, his hair falls to his shoulders, swaying in time with your thrusts. His hands grip the edge of the table, but he immediately screams when you turn his body over, putting him on his back. You press his legs against his chest, making him moan and cling to your back.

- Do you want me to fill you, handsome? - he starts repeating "yes!" as if it's a mantra and you're smiling.

- Juuust do it already, I want you so much... I-inside. - he whispers very quickly, licking his lips, even though they are already wet from his saliva.

You just shrug your shoulders, accelerating your thrusts, which makes him throw his head back even more. And you finally cum inside him, pressing his legs as close to his chest as possible.

You get out of it, this time you are already getting dressed and correcting your appearance. The sound of your heels is heard back towards the exit, but eventually you turn around.

- Can you handle it yourself? - they nod weakly. - Great! I hope you enjoyed the way I go you all around in a circle, babies, have a rest.

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Could you make one of kakucho in the tenjiku era? the reader is izana's boyfriend and kakucho being a faithful follower of izana could not help but become obsessed, when I say obsessed I mean that he literally steals the reader's underwear to put it on his face and masturbate, or spy on him while he has sex with izana , one day at one of the many tenjiku kakucho parties he can't resist anymore and seduces the reader to finally fulfill one of his dirtiest fantasies, being dominated by the reader

Pairing: Kakucho × M!Reader, Izana × M!Reader.

Words: 1200+.

CW/TW: Peeping, yandere, masturbation, underwear, sex on the asphalt, humiliation, praise.

A heavy sigh escapes from the lips of the black-haired man when his heart breaks again in his chest. One look at how you have fun with his best friend is enough to cause him the strongest jealousy. He just wants you, but Izana is his best friend, he can't do that.

Every time he looked at you, he was filled with love and desire to possess you instead of the white-haired guy sitting on your lap. He puts his head on the table, remembering everything he could to distract himself from it all, but only thoughts of you came to mind... And about Izana.

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His hand goes lower, stroking his thigh, imagining that these are your hands. Your underwear is hanging on his face right now and with every quick breath he takes, your scent touches his receptors. A picture plays in his head where he imagines what you would do if you were here.

Your hand gently runs along his thigh, teasingly slowly climbing up. He's just whining from this action, wanting you right now. When you finally reach the elastic band of his underwear, you outline his bulge, causing him to moan confusedly for a second.

You kiss his neck, barely touching his skin. You can feel him swallowing under the fleeting touches of your tongue and lips. Your hand slides into his underwear, slowly stroking his base, and releasing his cock completely. He twitches his hips, pulling a short laugh out of you at his impatience.

- What? My sweet boy can't wait? - he nods convulsively, trying to formulate his thoughts. - But you need to be patient, you don't want to upset me, right?

- No... Of course not, M/n. - he whispers when the movements of your hand on his penis accelerate and he whimpers when a tear rolls down his face.

- This is my good boy. - you suck a hickey into his neck, which makes him moan even harder and cum.

He lowers his head and your underwear falls on his penis, soaked in his sperm and smell. He whines softly in shame, but throws his head back in humility.

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He fidgets, trying to find a comfortable position, feeling the boner that has appeared when he remembers your smell. But thoughts keep climbing and climbing into his head.

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He walks down the corridor, completely forgetting to pass something to Izana. He puts his hand on the door handle, but a groan is heard from inside. He opens the door slightly, seeing a picture of you fucking a purple-eyed man on the table.

-Oh, fuck, that's all you can do, right? - he asks, although it is obvious that he himself is at the limit.

Kakucho involuntarily groans, not understanding how it is possible to disobey you and play with you like this and provoke you.

-You'd better keep quiet, you little whore. I haven't been teasing myself all day. - he giggles, he immediately groans, feeling a slap on his thigh.

He pulls your head, his fingers pull at your hair, not wanting to let you go and give you the desired oxygen.

The black-haired man exhales, feeling a terribly unpleasant boner between his legs, but here he can't get rid of it, it's too risky. So he just goes to the nearest room to imagine himself in his place. But he is immediately stopped by Kurokawa's very loud groan, so he decides to go back and...

Your hand is on the guy's chocolate throat, squeezing it. He writhes in pleasant pain, imagining how bruises will form here after a while, which he obviously will not hide, showing everyone that he is only yours.

And then he can no longer restrain himself and his hand goes down, behind the belt of his trousers and underwear.

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He whines even harder, feeling his erection only grow. He looks up and sees you, who is retreating to the street to breathe, because you have become stuffy, under the displeasure of your boyfriend.

Kakucho passes quickly, remaining unnoticed and heading for you. He comes out the back door and sees you, even slightly drunk, but insanely beautiful, leaning on the wall behind you.

-Do you need something, Kaku? - he flinches at your voice, but shakes his head.

- No, I am... It's also stuffy. - you nod, looking away back at the wall, and sitting down on the asphalt.

He looks at you, but especially at your hips, which he wants to sit on so much... And he does it. You let out a surprised sigh when you feel a weight on your lap that is obviously not your boyfriend.

- Dizzy, sorry.... - he puts his head on your shoulder, burning with shame, trying to normalize his red cheeks, but does not come out.

- Kaku, you better get off... If Izana sees us, he will think the wrong thing. - he clasps his hands on his hips at the mention of it.

He whispers only a quiet "Wait a bit", fidgeting on you, pretending that he is trying to get up, but he does not succeed and he only rubs against your groin, forcing you to harden under him.

- Hitto. - you put your hand on his shoulder, making him freeze, already expecting that he has crossed the line. - Did you decide to seduce me like that or what?

He nods, still nuzzling your shoulder. His heart aches terribly, waiting for the very rejection that is about to follow. You will say that you love Izana, but you don't need Kaku at all and...

- Once. - he raises his head in disbelief. - My boyfriend doesn't know anything, I'll only cheat on him once with you.

His eyes are wide open, but he feels the hard asphalt under him when your lips touch his lips. He whimpers about it, opening his mouth, giving you access. You run your tongue all over his mouth, leaving no untouched place.

Your hands go down to his trousers, unbuttoning them, pulling down his underwear, exposing his rock-hard cock. You briefly touch its head, collecting precum from the tip and go down, finding that it is already stretched.

- M? The whore has already played with herself, right? - he just swallows, unable to do anything from the feeling of your fingers so close to his hole.

You just roll your eyes, unbuckling your belt and lowering your underwear, exposing your semi-hard cock. He grunts, finally seeing him so close to him. He cringes all over just from the thought that he will finally experience this feeling, which he has been craving for several years.

-Ah! - he groans, feeling a slap on his thigh.

-Don't shrink like that or I'll leave you right here, pervert. - he nods, trying to relax, just like you told him.

He screams contentedly, but fortunately your hand is pressed to his mouth, so he didn't shout too loudly. He looks at you, seeing exactly the same look that you look at a blond guy during sex.

- Shall I start? - you ask and he immediately nods, although he is not used to you at all.

The sound of two bodies touching is muffled by music from the club and the sounds of cars passing by.

His hands are on his face, trying to hide the sounds of indescribable satisfaction. His red cheeks are perfectly visible from under his hands. And tears flow from his eyes, flowing down, right on the asphalt.

You can feel it twitching on your stomach as you go deeper into it. Your hand rests on his cock, stroking him, which makes him just whimper.

- I'm coming now, please... - he groans, trying to say at least something understandable.

- Me too, so let's go together.

He nods. The thought of coming with you warms his soul. He already imagines how your sperm will be inside him while he will cum on your hand.

After a few thrusts, he finally cums, squeezing you hard, forcing you to cum into him as well.

You just normalize breathing for a few seconds, and then you put on clothes and wipe the sperm on both of your bodies. You lift him up, and he holds on to the wall, unable to walk.

- Kaku, come back in a minute after me, okay? -he nods, looking at the floor.

You leave and he already hears Izana's displeased exclamations that you have been walking for too long and the laughter of the others at the top of the Tenjiku.

He slides down the wall, carefully sitting down on the asphalt, feeling a strong pain in the lower part of his torso, but he will endure. He finally got his way. And if it's so great... Maybe some case will help him, right?

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akkkkollle · 2 years

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Dear Akkkollle,

I have a request could you do super masochist Omega Mikey x super sadist alpha male reader where the read goes in to rut and make it super dirty smut ?

With these kinks: Spanking, Biting/marking, first time dry orgasm, Knotting, Nipple play.

Also could you have the reader call Mikey princess too please ?

Thank youfor hearing me out 🙂

Pairing: Omega!Mikey × Alpha!M!Reader.

Words: 1000+.

CW/TW: biting, dry orgasm, nipple play, knooting, spanking, size difference, denial of orgasm, cum inside, "Princess".

- M/N, just relax, okay? - he whispers, playing with your fingers on your left hand. - You know you can just fuck me, I don't mind.

-That's the problem, Mikey. - you pull your hand back, making him whine.

-Drop this idea, you're going to have this soon, honey, you need to have sex. - he smiles, and you sigh heavily.

- Are you sure you agree? - he nods.

A few minutes later.

Two completely naked bodies are lying on the bed. Your hands press him to the mattress, pressing your lips into his. He just whimpers, wrapping his legs around your waist, his hands tangled in your hair as he pulls you to his face.

You pull away, lowering your head lower, already kissing and biting his neck, he swallows when you bite the area between his shoulder and neck and sobs, feeling how you literally bite through his flesh.

- Why? You did it before... - he asks, but then he screams feeling a slap on his ass.

- I will mark you as much as I want, don't ask stupid questions. - you lick his blood, feeling the taste of metal on your tongue. - Everyone should know that this princess is mine, don't you agree?

He makes a sound like "Uh-huh", while sobbing, feeling your lips almost at his penis. He twitches negligibly right in front of your nose and you teasingly lick the tip, from which he raises his legs.

-How small you are, princess. - you're chuckling, making him snort.

- You're too big.

At the same moment, he moans, feeling your fingers on his penis, and your mouth on his right nipple. His hands cling to your hair as his legs wrap around your body, pulling you closer, which immediately makes him feel a slap that makes him moan even harder.

He whimpers when you start pulling his nipple with your teeth, biting it. He feels the imminent approach of orgasm, he violently jerks his hips in your grip, trying to cum faster.

A loud moan escapes from his lips, and then a sob as tears flow down his face. You pull away from his chest, chuckling. He's still hard, there are only a few drops of pre-cum on your hands.

His cheeks are covered with even more blush and tears flow down them when he sees the way you look at him. You lower your hand lower, circling his fluttering hole, feeling how wet he is. He jerks his hips impatiently and immediately feels another slap. He swallows, whimpering.

-Princess, be patient. I need to enjoy your pathetic appearance. - he nods, biting his lip, no longer trusting his own voice. - I've never seen you have a dry orgasm, you're just a priceless sight right now.

He whimpers a quiet "Please" that can barely be heard. You just roll your eyes and direct your dick into his wet, mucus-filled hole. He groans from stretching, and then from the pain when you immediately start moving.

His hands grab onto your shoulders, his nails dig into your skin as you grab onto his thigh, going much deeper, hitting his prostate.

A low growl escapes from your lips when you feel his ass squeezing around you, making the feeling even better. He licks his lips, pulling you to him, as a result of which you collide with his shoulder. He whispers a quiet "Please" again, but this time there is an extraordinary desperation in him. You bite his shoulder, making him moan and twitch his hips.

His black eyes are tightly closed while crystal tears flow from them. His face is absolutely red, although it is impossible to even think that a person can blush like that. His lips are bitten with anticipation. And his blond, usually gathered hair, scattered all over the pillow.

- M/N, please, I'm going to cum now..! - he shouts when you suck his neck.

- Nope. - you squeeze his whole penis, which makes him whimper loudly. - We'll come together, okay, can you stand it, princess?

He nods quickly while crying even harder. He feels like he's ready to cum right now, you just need to let go of his cock, but you obviously won't do it. You're still nibbling on his neck, although you are well aware that tomorrow he will look, to put it mildly, not very good in the neck and shoulders.

He can feel you twitching in him. He squeezes his legs even tighter, pressing you closer and stronger to him. He feels another slap when you unclench your hand, and squeezing you, he comes with a loud moan that echoed through the room. And you come with him.

- Damn, you came inside me. So warm... - he whines, squeezing your hair.

-This isn't the end, Princess. - he looks at you questioningly, and you just grin, making a lunge, making him whimper.

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akkkkollle · 2 years

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— Same 😭 So, I have another request if you don't mind. How about chemsex with Haru? If you feel uncomfortable writing this, feel free to skip it, I understand.

🥀Pairing: Sanzu × M!Reader.

🥀Words: 1000+.

🥀CW/TW: humiliation, praise, drugs, chemsex, hickeys, overexcitation, hair pulling(?).

🥀Notes: It can be terribly written, I'll warn you right away.

A loud groan echoes around the room, followed by a long and equally loud whining. His hands cling to the fabric of the pillowcase, tearing it. His hips are deliberately moving backwards, trying to accelerate and deepen your thrusts.

He licks his lips, for the thousandth time in a few minutes. He feels terribly dry in his mouth, although a few minutes ago you had a very passionate make-out session. He feels a tingling sensation in his body when the synthetic drugs begin to take effect. But which ones exactly? You both don't know.

Then and now, only your pleasure was important. You both become too hardy and strong, but only for a while. After a while, you will just lie down and fall down from fatigue and withdrawal all over your body. But you've never cared about it, you need to live in the present moment, not the future.

- S-sooo deep, I can't! - he shouts, while his head falls down, as well as his gaze, he sees the bulge in his stomach appearing and disappearing and whines.

- Come on, slut, you can handle it. You can do a lot now. - you grin, biting his neck, from which he jerks his shoulders, lifting his head from his hands.

His bleary gaze meets yours. Both pairs of your eyes are filled with the purest lust and passion. You can see each other's reflection in your eyes.

With one jerk, you press your lips to his lips, making him moan contentedly. The taste of recent drugs mixes again in your mouths as your saliva mixes. You both hum, pulling away, and continuing your work even more diligently.

His hands tear the fabric of the pillowcase even harder when he feels a strange, but quite understandable surge of strength. Your thrusts become almost brutally impossible when you continue your movements, forcing him to tear his voice from screams.

He moans, cumming about 10 times in a few minutes. You just wanted to see how long you could last if you mixed everything he has. And damn, he obviously liked it.

He quickly draws in air when his brain becomes useless, his legs tremble when you fuck him right after orgasm. His body twitches and he can't help but twitch in your grip as he gets aroused again, biting the pillow to stifle his moans.

His face is absolutely red, just like a ripe tomato. Mascara drips down his cheeks, leaving behind colored traces. His eyes rolled to the back of his head. The tongue is no longer held in the mouth and falls out. His disheveled pink hair, which so seductively exposes his neck, which you just want to bite. Which is what you're doing.

Your teeth bite his flesh, biting through it, causing him a herd of goosebumps running down his back. He groans, feeling a drop of blood roll down his neck and back.

-P-please, M-m/n..? - he asks, turning his head slightly, looking into your eyes.

- What is it? - you ask, moving closer to his face, being dangerously close. - Don't you like it, honey?

He shakes his head negatively, whining when he comes again, already feeling a new approach of orgasm.

- I w-want.. Turn me ooowwer. - you laugh, but for a second you slip out of his ass, turning him on his back, and inserting your dick again.

He groans contentedly, feeling how you put his leg on your shoulder, entering him even deeper. His hands wrap around your back, leaving behind scratches that will take a very long time to heal because of their number and the force that was applied when they were created.

- That's much better, right? - you whisper into his lips, which makes him throw his head back, and from his mouth comes a guttural moan, presumably meaning yes.

You lick your lips, going down again, and kissing him. He moans, wrapping his free leg around your waist, again feeling the taste, albeit almost not remaining, but the taste. His hands get tangled in your hair when he pulls you to him, not wanting to let go. Even the burning in his lungs from lack of air won't make him let go of your head.

-Well, well, baby, don't be so greedy, okay? - he's just whimpering, unable to say anything coherent anymore.

You look at his belly, completely stained with his sperm from several orgasms. Your bulge appears in it, which awakens in you the desire to click on it. He whines, feeling your fingers pressing on his stomach.

- Baby, do you mind if we go even harder? - he shakes his head negatively, clinging to your shoulders, kissing you again. It's going to be a very long night, and maybe not just a night.

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akkkkollle · 2 years

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Thoughts on yandere reader? I always see only yandere x reader

Pairing: Sanzu × M!Reader, Bonten!Mikey × M!Reader, Chifuyu × M!Reader, Souya × M!Reader, Mitsuya × M!Reader.

Words: 2000+.

CW/TW: yandere, mention, murder, manipulation, codependency, torture, sex, more detailed pre-warnings before stories.

🍷Sanzu.(2 yandere, what could be worse?)

CW/TW: Belonging, murder, strangulation, manipulation, punishments, threats, hints of self-satisfaction.

God, you're a killer couple. Literally and figuratively. You are ready to kill anyone for each other. But if you look at it from the other side... You're both deadly to each other. This is an abusive relationship and you are almost always the abuser. You want this guy only for yourself, he should belong only to you, listen only to you, see only you, hear only you, talk only to you. But it's very difficult because of his work. Even if you both work at Bonten, everything is still difficult. Jealousy absolutely always eats you up. Sanzu can be controlled, but you are not. But Sanzu is ready for anything. You can attach millions of bugs, wiretaps, cameras to it, install constant surveillance on it, and so on. So you more or less stay calm in most cases. But sometimes...

- What do you do? - you ask, looking into the room.

- M/N, we are in the torture chamber. What do you think I'm doing? - slightly sarcastic, but with a smile he asked.

- Why did you take it off? - you show the wiretap and he just comes up to you, takes it back and puts it back on.

-I just thought it would be bad for you to listen to that idiot's screams. - he points back to where the corpse is already lying. - I was going to put it back on, but you came.

You feel your muscles tense up. He just turns around and goes to put everything in its place. You feel that he's not telling you something. But what exactly? An unpleasant feeling of jealousy fills your whole mind. Of course, there's nothing here that would indicate treason, but damn...

- Sanzu. - he shudders when he hears his last name and turns to you. - You're lying to me.

His eyes widen slightly, almost imperceptibly for someone other than you, but he shakes his head negatively and turns back. His back stiffens when he hears your slow footsteps approaching him. A feeling of fear, not peculiar to him, suddenly wakes up when he begins to tremble. He knows perfectly well what you're capable of when you're jealous and he really does want to experience it, although it's scary for him.

He flinches when he feels your hand wrap around his neck, squeezing hard, probably leaving a bruise behind. His hands rest on the windowsill, on which he wanted to wipe the blood, but fate decided otherwise. He hears and feels your whisper in his ear and it causes a shiver through his body:

-Are you sure you're not lying?

- I'm sure... - you squeeze his neck harder, making him choke. - ... master.

-Then what are you hiding from me? - your other hand starts teasing slowly down his neck to his back.

- Oh, me... I didn't take it off for that reason.

- And for what reason? - you whisper right into his neck, lowering your fingers lower and lower, almost touching the waistband of his trousers.

- I wanted you to be jealous. But I really didn't cheat..! - he shudders when he feels cold fingers on his warm skin next to his hole.

-You wanted to make me angry? Did you want me to punish you again for being such a naughty little brat? - you squeeze his hand, almost cutting off all oxygen to him. - So I won't do what you want.

You immediately release his neck and remove your other hand, starting to leave. He makes a sound of surprise and turns to you. He quickly puts his arm around your waist, pressing against your back.

- But wait... you...! - you tear it off in the middle of a sentence.

- A month without sex, Haruchi. - his eyes widen even more and he looks at the back of your head. - If I find out that you used something for satisfaction, I will destroy it.

-And if these are my hands...? - he asked cautiously.

- I'll cut it off. - calmly and seriously you said, freeing yourself from his grip, and leaving the room, leaving him with a painful erection and a corpse.

🍷Bonten!Mikey.

CW/TW: after sex, mention of hickeys, bites and bruises, mass murder, codependency, praise, Mikey is insecure, smoking.

These relationships are most likely completely incomprehensible to anyone. Either you are codependent and cannot live without each other. Either he just belongs to you, or maybe you belong to him. Whether it's not even a relationship, it's a continuous bloody chaos. And frankly, all three options will be correct.

You're both absolutely insane. You don't know what mercy is. If you don't like a certain person, you will no doubt kill him. And if this person does something serious... He will die in the most terrible agony. You can only be nice to each other, no one else should see you as anyone but the brutal Bonten bosses.

You sigh, taking a drag, feeling the blonde pressing against your thigh. You run your hand through his hair, exhaling smoke.

- Did you like it? - he asks, moving his finger along your thigh.

-Of course. How can I not like something if it's you? - you can feel him smiling weakly, pressing his cheek against your skin.

- Only I can give you such pleasure, right? - he asks, forcing you to look at him.

- It was, is and will be only you. - you put out your cigarette, lying down to him, pulling him to your chest. - You were my only one, so you will be.

- I'm glad. - he's hugging you, snuggling up to you. - I am also only yours.

You look down at his body. Your gaze falls on his back, the right side of his torso, neck and hips. They're all covered in your hickeys, bites, and handprints.

-That's understandable enough, my love. Have I been too intrusive with the marks? - he chuckles, glancing down fleetingly.

- No, I like it. - he's yawning. - Good night anyway.

- Good night, darling. - you stroke his head and already hear a soft sniff.

After a few minutes, you pick up the phone, opening the news feed, hoping to see exactly what you need. A smile appeared on your lips when almost everyone was talking about killing several dozen people today. You just put the phone down and kissed Mikey, which made him wince a little.

🍷Chifuyu.

CW/TW: manipulation, crying, handcuffs, rough sex, pleading.

Unexpectedly? Most likely yes. So, your relationship would definitely be like something very comfortable, but manipulative on both sides. You would constantly manipulate him, limiting him in everything. And he would constantly manipulate his feelings and emotions for your attention, but he's a bad liar, so... It doesn't always work. Well, more precisely, it almost never works, but you play along with him because you love him.

- M-m/n, hmm... - his hands are twitching in handcuffs while his body is twitching under the onslaught of your thrusts.

- Why are you crying, kitty? You said yourself that you don't have enough extreme, I didn't want to upset you. - you say sweetly, kissing him on the nose.

He nods, sobbing. He knows that he asked for it and he likes it, but he cries just for the reason to cause your pity. It's a pity he doesn't understand that you know the whole truth.

- Then I can be even rougher, right? - he nods, making you laugh, but you make the thrusts deeper and faster.

His legs twitch as he wraps his arms around your torso. Tears are streaming down his red face, rolling down his hickey-covered neck. His lips were swollen from a recent make-out session. His breathing is absolutely uneven and absolutely heavy.

- Come on as hard as possible! - he moans, sobbing again, he shouts, tearing off the mask of the "vulnerable" boy.

Souya.

CW/TW: riding, praise, sadism (not in the direction of Angry), mention of blood, teasing.

He's such an angel. You will not and cannot touch him. He's too innocent. You know that he truly loves you and would not think about cheating. But these idiots who climb to him annoy you very much. But your precious boyfriend is not a conflicted person, especially against girls, so he just endures. But you're not. Although he will never know about it. He just doesn't need it, you will drive them away from him in words, and in the evening they will remember only your face looking at them with absolute contempt. Although when you come with drops of blood on your clothes, he is very worried.

-See, angel? I'm fine... And you, too. - you say, watching his little body bounce up and down on your cock.

- Y-yes. I just thought, ha, that you were hurt, d-dear. - his face is on your shoulder while his arms are around your neck.

Your hands wrap around his chest, and your thumbs start playing with his nipples, which makes him moan and then whine. His jumps became very unintelligible. Different pace, strength and time. So you just throw him on his back, making him gasp.

- Do you mind if I help, my love? - he shakes his head negatively and groans contentedly when your dick starts moving in it again, touching all the right places.

Mitsuya.

CW/TW: murder, sex on the table, rubbing nipples and penis with other objects

With him, you also understand that he is not capable of treason. He's too busy, but that's the problem. He is a designer, therefore he works more with girls. Beautiful girls. Of course, he's probably gay if he's dating you. But suddenly one of them will change his mind and he will fall in love with her.

But he always assures you that you are the most beautiful person he has ever seen and he loves and will love only you. But there are bouts of jealousy in any case, especially with you, yandere-kun.

- Ah, M/N! S-so deep...! - he groans, feeling you hit right into his prostate.

His hands are on the table, clutching it. His chest rubs against the surface, rubbing his sensitive nipples. Your hands gripping his hips. And, of course, his penis, which also rubs against the smooth surface of the table.

The dress he worked on earlier has long been forgotten and lies on this very table, moving in such a way to your thrusts.

- So what, Takashi? - you whisper in his ear, causing goosebumps on his body.

- You knew before that you were my best model, M-m/n ... - he turns his face to you, grabbing your lips in a greedy kiss, pulling away after a few seconds.

You just smile, knowing full well that that girl obviously won't get her dress anymore. Well, more precisely, the dress won't get her. Her shouldn't have touched your favorite guy, right?

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akkkkollle · 2 years

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Camboy kazutora perhaps? I feel like he'd be a whiny bottom!

Pairing: Camboy!Kazutora × M!Reader.

Words: 500+.

CW/TW: praise, dressing up, pet names, pleas, overexcitation, mention of hair pulling.

Such a cutie, God... He's incredible. He's just a small, whiny kitten, very cute, loud and obedient (almost always). And he is also very sensitive and in most cases loves overexcitation for this reason. The more he cums, the much better.

- Ah! D-damn, what orgasm is this? The fifth? O-oh my God... - his back falls on the mattress and on the pillows behind him, taking into account his lower part, covered with sperm.

His hips are shaking even when they are lying on the bed. Cum drips onto the sheet, creating a mess. There are a lot of vibrators around him, especially small ones. But after a few seconds, he immediately rises on trembling hands, grabbing a random vibrator and turning it on.

His popularity probably rose because of his curiosity and, obviously, his beautiful voice. He is ready to try a lot at least once to see if this or that thing excites him more. And, of course, his high-pitched voice breaking when he begs the chat to cum.

Hm, it also probably happened because of his cute body. Well, that is, he has a great figure. A fairly thin waist, moderately thick hips, a nice dick and ass. And, of course, his long hair, which many would like to pull.

As I mentioned earlier, he is very obedient. He constantly begs to cum and won't do it without permission. And also, perhaps, he likes to be called a kitten or a kitty.

- A-ah, mhm, d-damn, damn, dammmn, I b-beg, pwwease, let me finish! Let me, I've been such a good boy, pwwease, pwwease, pwweeeease! - he whines, and even though his eyes are rolled back, he weakly watches the chat.

And he lets out a moan of pleasure when the chat is filled with messages, such as: "Come on, kitten," "Come on, kitty," "Finish off your gorgeous little body," "I want to pull his hair."

Most likely, the audience will never know about your existence. He doesn't want to involve you in this activity. You're just for him. Although it's a bit unfair from this point of view, right? But, if he still wants to see if he will experience more pleasure from sex on camera than from jerking off or a fake dick...

- M/n, so deep, ah..! - he moans when his head rests on your shoulder and his hand wraps around your bicep.

His naked torso is now open to the audience and the sight of you lifting his body up and down on your cock makes others want to do the same with him. The sight of his excited face gives unprecedented pleasure to others.

- Kitten, I can go even deeper, you know. - you whisper, biting his neck, which makes him whine. - Let's make you come like a good boy, and then we'll do whatever you want.

He nods aggressively, after a few seconds, spilling cum on his abs and chest. You gently kiss his neck while he whines, squeezing your cock.

Well, he won't show you after this time. Pain in his legs and thighs after sex is enough for him already, and then add streams? I won't say that he would mind repeating it, because he liked it, but...

- So why don't we do it again if you liked it? -y ou ask, fingering the strands of his hair.

-M/n, I'm becoming different with you, I don't want others to see it. - he blushes a little.

- Oh, you don't want to upset me, kitty? How sweet. - you squeeze him in your arms, from which he groans with displeasure, but smiles slightly.

Good. Now imagine him in that cat underwear and tell him he's not sexy. He's sexy. It'll suit him so damn well.

He sits down, spreading his legs, showing a black tail with a blonde tip like his hair. He wears black ears on his head. And the body is wearing black underwear in the style of a kitty.

- Wow, do you like it? I don't know... I like. It is quite convenient. - he whispers, scratching his chest.

He loves having sex with you after his stream. He is especially sensitive, already prepared. And what could be better than getting a real dick after all these toys, right?

- You were moaning so loudly, kitten, do you know? I just couldn't wait for you to finish. - you whisper, squeezing his hips, making him whimper.

- I tried to finish faster, you know I wouldn't miss it. - he presses into your groin harder, trying to make your thrusts deeper.

Maybe once he forgot to turn off the stream.

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akkkkollle · 2 years

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always bonten and toman mikey but what about kanto mikey???

Pairing: Kanto!Mikey × M!Reader.

Words: 1000+

CW/TW: from gentle to rough, orgasm delay, praise, humiliation, degradation, slap (1 time), "Daddy" (2 times), overexcitation, punishment.

An intermittent moan reverberates through the room, followed by a sob a few seconds later, followed by a slap of thighs against thighs. The moan of your name escapes from the lips of the blonde as he grabs your shoulders harder, lifting his hips up and then down again.

Your gaze slides over his naked body. The only thing that covers his small body is the Kanto jacket draped over his shoulders, as always. Beads of sweat trickle down his body from the foreplay that ended a minute ago. His little cock jumps to the beat of his thrusts, bouncing until precum flows out of the tip. His hair is loose, showing his cute naughty strands. His black eyes are full of lust and bliss from the pleasure he is experiencing now. Tears accumulate in the corners from a slight pain from stretching. His mouth trembles as he moans and whines from his inept movements.

He's not used to riding you, usually you just fuck him, but today...

-D-do you like it? - he whispers, stuttering when he feels you touching his prostate.

-Of course, Manji, you're doing so well. - you stroke his head, pulling his hair back for a few seconds.

He smiles slightly at your praise, and then whines when you kiss his neck, occasionally sucking it, leaving light hickeys. He pushes his head back, giving you more access to his milky skin.

He squeezes around you, making you growl from his tightness. His fingers tighten, scratching your shoulders. And his lips immediately fall on yours, casually kissing them. The kiss is full of lust, only the tongue, the clash of teeth and the rare bites of each other's tongues.

- Ah, I'm now... C-cumming, let me, please. - his head falls on your shoulder, his warm breath blows over your skin.

- Of course, sweetheart. Come whenever you want. - he nods quickly, biting his lips, continuing his careless jumps on your cock.

-T-thank you, Daddy... Damn! - he groans as his orgasm hits him.

He continues several thrusts, but then stops, trying to catch his breath. You stroke his head with one hand, hugging him to you. You struggle with a strong desire to throw him on this leather sofa and fuck him like the last time. You just wait until he regains his breath and you, too, will feel a great sense of orgasm.

- M-m/n, I... - he sighs, and your chest feels his exhalation. - Continue yourself, my thighs are already, phew, everything...

You look down at his thighs and realize that he is telling the truth. He's sitting on your lap, but his thighs are shaking as droplets of his sperm flow down them. You just laugh, putting it on the couch, pulling out your dick for a few seconds.

He gasps, not yet recovering from the orgasm, when you insert your cock again and start your thrusts. Again, this hot, pleasant feeling grows in the lower part of his stomach, again making him feel aroused. His hips hug your waist as your thrusts become much deeper and more precise.

-You're so weak, Mikey. You can't bring me to orgasm because of fatigue. Are you sure you're invincible or does the feeling of my cock inside you make you such a weak boy? - you ask, biting his neck, causing his back to be covered with goosebumps.

He didn't see the sky during the loss, right? But with you, he's ready to see everything. Though sky, though heaven, though hell, though his death. The feeling of how you fuck him constantly makes him become a helpless being, subject only to you alone.

- Don't you think you should be punished for this? - he opens his previously closed eyes wide.

He looks into your eyes and whimpers, realizing that you are not joking. He doesn't like punishment, he just likes sex with you. He's such a good boy, right? But the best proof of power is strength. And it does not matter whether it is physical or moral.

- No, I'm me.. Ah! - he moans when you slap his thigh, increasing the speed of thrusts. - S-sorry, yes. I'm such a bad boy.

- I'm glad you understand that. You know, it's only fair if I don't let you cum either, right? - he just nods, but mumbles with displeasure when your hand squeezes his penis, especially pressing on the base.

He whimpers, feeling an approaching orgasm, which, unfortunately, he will not get. But at the same time, he feels your dick twitching in it. That means you're coming soon, too. Maybe you'll take pity on him?

- Is Daddy coming now? - he asks, whimpering.

- Yes, so you, slut, better squeeze harder and accept it all. - he shouts "Yes!", which makes you smile, speeding up your thrusts as much as possible.

And you finally cum inside him, relaxing your hand on his cock, letting him cum. He screams, feeling you cum into him and his own orgasm. But when you pull out your dick, he shrinks like a good boy.

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akkkkollle · 2 years

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Hello Chris! ~ Imagine Bonten Mikey feeling a lot of sexual tension with reader, reader noticing and deciding to tease him by making their lips touch but not kissing him and touching his ass while whispering dirty things and making Mikey cum untouched to then fuck him until he is crying, humiliating him while Mikey just moans and cries while calling the reader “Master” and begging him to use him as his little fucktoy<3

All of this with Sanzu watching maybe?

Thank you for your time!

Pairing: Mikey × M!Reader.

Words: 1400+.

CW/TW: a little feminization, humiliation, sex on the table, Sanzu watching, mention of death, teasing, orgasm untouched.

Your footsteps are heard in the hallway as you leave this most boring Bonten meeting. Although maybe this time it wasn't, but your thoughts were occupied with completely different things during the meeting.

The look of your boss. Almost the entire assembly, his black eyes looked at you, as if looking into your soul. As if he wanted to find out and find out all your secrets, and then use this information. Did you think so? No. Maybe you'd think so if it was just a look.

He constantly somehow inadvertently interacted with you. But it was only small touches that could be counted as an accident, and words or phrases that flew out of his mouth in his usual calm manner. But today, when he asked you to stay after the meeting...

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-So why did you want me to stay? - you ask, looking at his small figure coming up to you.

He didn't deign to answer you. You just felt a weight on your knees and... realized that it was Mikey. Your eyes widen slightly when his hands rest on your shoulders, squeezing them slightly while he tries to get comfortable on your lap, inadvertently rubbing your dick.

He just looks up with his empty eyes at you, looking at you, as always, as if killing with a look. But... This time you see some faint gleam in them. A grin blooms on your lips when you feel him rubbing uncomfortably against you.

You press him against a long table and his ass collides with the table as he groans in surprise. In the end, you put him on this table. Your hands are dangerously close to his ass, your fingers tapping on the table, letting him know that you're almost touching him. Your face hovers over his face and your lips hover over his lips, almost kissing them. He closes his eyes, but opens them when he hears your laugh.

- You're so needy, aren't you? - you whisper, which makes goosebumps run down his back. - Just sitting here and waiting for your subordinate to kiss you, right?

He just bites his lip, looking down. There is a slight blush on his cheeks, which only adds to his beauty. Your warm breath on his ear excites him so much, his excitement only grows.

-Such a little boy, you're too direct, you know? And too serious... But ... - your tongue fleetingly touches his cold skin, from which he whines slightly, rubbing his thighs. - And what if we make you the perfect toy for men, since you are so hungry for their attention?

He shakes his head weakly, but he feels himself tense up more from this idea. Being used by another man? He doesn't agree.

-Then what do you want? - Maybe you can tell me?

- You. - he answers softly, imitating your whisper.

- In what way? - you ask a little mockingly.

His hands slowly stroke his hips, his gaze is lowered down and he looks at your hands. Just move a little and he will feel...

- In all. - he answers.

You're just chuckling, saying:

- But, baby, do you really want me so much? Do you want my dick to rebuild your insides? Do you want my lips on your lips? Do you want to hear my voice when I humiliate and praise you? - he nods. - Well, aren't you a good girl?

He feels a slight tremor all over his body. No one has ever allowed himself to do this next to him. He has always been strong, but now he wants to be the weakest. For you.

- Imagine how your gorgeous ass would shrink around my cock while I fuck you. As if your useless dick was leaking and then coming, Mikey. - you speak almost inaudibly, feeling how he trembles under your figure and rubs his hips. - Or maybe it would be better for you not to cum? Your pleasure wouldn't matter, you'd be just the perfect toy for me, Mikey. Do you agree?

A quiet "Yes" escapes his lips when he sees your face above his again. Your lips almost touch his bitten, from nerves, lips.

"Ah!" echoes in the room when he feels your hands pushing him onto the cold surface of the table. His body was shaking with excitement and damn...

- Oh, did you cum? - he is surprised by your phrase and looks down, but immediately whines, looking up at the ceiling. - Just from my words, right? What will happen to my dick?

He groans at this phrase. He had been waiting for this for so long, he had imagined it for so long. And he's finally going to get your dick. You pull off his trousers and underpants, exposing his cum-covered lower part. He twitches at the sensation of cold air on his heated flesh.

Your fingers slide to his hole painfully slowly. He insanely wants to jerk his hips up to feel the touch of your fingers on his hole, but at the same time he can't. A strange sense of submission grew in him very strongly. And when at last your fingers touch him exactly there, he moans, and you are surprised.

- Are you ready yet? - you ask mockingly.

- Yes, Master... - you are even more surprised. - I've been dreaming about you fucking me for a long time, so... Well, you see for yourself.

You just laugh, unbuckling the belt on your trousers, and pulling them down with the underwear. He mumbles when he feels your head pressed against his entrance and he jerks his hips in impatience, you just roll your eyes and your cock is finally in him.

He groans with relief and pleasure. His hands immediately grab your shoulders, scratching them. A few tears are pouring out of his eyes from the stretching that he is currently experiencing. But he immediately wraps his legs around your torso, tapping on your back, giving a sign to move.

You immediately start your thrusts, immediately getting to the right place. Blissful moans come out of his mouth as he squeezes around you, slightly hindering the thrusts. His body lies helplessly on the table while you fuck him like a little toy. Just like he dreamed.

A barely noticeable smile appears on his face, even this is very strange for his apathetic state. But damn, he's gorgeous right now.

- Fuck me harder, master, please... Use me however you want! - he pleads, throwing his head back in bliss.

- Oh, yeah? That is, does the great Mikey like it when he is used as a sex toy? - he whines, but nods blankly.

He likes the prospect. The way you would fuck him, not even caring whether he likes it or not, whether he wants it or not, whether the moment is right now or not... He agrees with everything, as long as it's you.

Tears are already seriously starting to roll down his red face, falling on his chest and on the table. Your back will hurt from the scratches on it. And his hips and ass will definitely hurt from this case.

You hear an indifferent moan from him, and then a whimper. His arms are twitching, his legs are clenching much harder, his head is thrown back with a loud groan, squeezing you hard.

-Oh, cumming, cumming, cumming, master, please let me..! - he whines, chewing his lips.

- Fuck, come on, cum with me.

And he does. Cum stains his tummy, and your cum stains his insides white. You both take your heavy breaths.

You get out of his ass, which makes him grunt, and get dressed.

- Are you going to stand there for a long time? - he asks, turning his head towards the door.

- I am... I just forgot the folder... Yes. I'll take it, sorry. - he walks past you, taking the ill-fated folder and comes out with red cheeks.

- Go. - he whispers, getting up. - Go faster, I'll do it myself.

You just shrug your shoulders, unable to contradict him and go out.

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- Still, it was interesting, you know? - suddenly a familiar voice asks.

- Sanzu, I won't be responsible for your boner, go kill yourself against the wall. - you're being sarcastic, making him blush again.

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akkkkollle · 2 years

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— Thank you for doing my request and happy belated birthday! Can I request another one? Reader makes Sanzu choke on his cock until Sanzu's face is all flushed and eyes are filled with tears.

Pairing: Sanzu × M!Reader.

Words: 1200+.

CW/TW: deep throat, blowjob, humiliation, a little praise at the end, the reader has a big dick (this can be considered a warning, right?), Sanzu is just a sub.

Notes: I love Sanzu so much... Just so you know, I adore him.

His gaze slowly slides up your sitting figure until it reaches your eyes looking down at him. The look of your calm eyes causes an exciting warmth in his stomach, from which the pain between his legs becomes more and more unbearable. The desire to rub his hips against each other in order to achieve at least some friction is growing exponentially, but he tries not to do anything and even spreads his legs wider, as far as his tight business trousers allow.

- And what are you waiting for? - you ask, putting your elbow on the armrest, and you put your head on your hand, inclining your gaze.

- Your permission. - he answers meekly, running his hand over the fabric of your trousers, almost without touching them.

-You're too obedient today. I thought you'd take off my pants and underwear a long time ago and suck on my dick like it's the last thing on Earth. - he whines a little at your words, feeling the emptiness in his mouth and throat.

- I'd like to, but... You look... - he mumbles something at the end, looking down at his bulge.

He makes a surprised sound, feeling your hand on his chin as she squeezes him and raises him, forcing him to look into your eyes.

- And now again. Loud and clear so I can hear. - you say firmly.

He swallows, feeling his favorite feeling. A sense of submission to you. The dominance you're radiating over him right now... He's ready to cum just from thinking what you're going to do with him in the future.

-Well... You look too bossy today... And sexy. - he tries to speak as loudly and clearly as possible, but it doesn't work very well.

- Oh, okay. I figured it out. - you release his chin, returning to your previous position. - Now suck me off, slut.

He licks his lips, already anticipating your taste on his lips, in his mouth and throat. And, of course, his hands immediately reach for your belt, unbuttoning it, then unbuttoning the button, and pulling the zipper down. He slides your pants a little lower and gently slides your underwear, exposing your erect dick.

His tongue slides over his lips again, wetting them. He looks at you again, earning a lazy nod from you, and starts.

The tongue sticks out of the mouth to first moisten your cock with his saliva for easy sliding on your organ. He licks your head, on which droplets of preculate are already appearing. His tongue slides lower while his hand wraps around the base of your penis, slightly jerking his hand up and down. He licks the wreaths that have protruded all over the trunk, slightly pressing on them sometimes.

When he gets to the top of your penis again, he takes the head in his mouth, sucking it. His tongue teases your slit, licking the precum, instinctively swallowing the sweet/salty/bitter liquid that he has already loved so much. He takes a little more, licking right under your head, on sensitive skin.

His problem increases even more when he hears sighs/groans/growls from you. He pulls away from your dick for a second, looking at his problem, but immediately returning your cock to his mouth. Now you are the main character, so he should please you, his problems will wait.

Your hand rests on his hair, pulling it a little further along your base, which he does with pleasure, taking more. Your hearing picks up sounds that mean that your cock has started to reach his throat and you have a great idea. Your hand pulls his hair even tighter, making him cry out, but immediately get used to it, removing his tongue when he felt your movements.

His hands cling to the fabric of your trousers, trying not to lower them lower. Guttural moans, dirty sounds of his mouth filled the whole room. He felt your dick touching the back of his throat, but he wants more. Even if it's impossible, but he wants it.

- Fuck, Haru... So gorgeous to me... - you whisper, making him whine.

He feels an unpleasant pain in his eyes, which means that in a few seconds tears will form and they will roll down his cheeks, stuffed with your dick. And damn, that would look great.

He feels you twitching slightly in his throat and he understands that you will come soon. Tears are already rolling down his cheeks, red as ripe strawberries. Saliva flows down the chin in a mixture with preculate. His eyebrows twitch as he frowns, trying to stop the tears.

And he lets out a surprised exclamation when he feels you cum in his mouth. He immediately swallows, trying not to miss anything, and after a few seconds looks up at your satisfied face.

- Did you like it? - he asks, his voice hoarse from lack of air.

- Yes... - you swallow, trying to calm the dryness in your throat. - You're just the perfect whore, Haru, you know?

He giggles shyly, as if

there is still something left in his twisted mind that he would be embarrassed about. But he immediately moans, feeling you pull his hand up to you. His thighs rub against each other accidentally and he whimpers when you put him on your hips.

He looks great. His disheveled pink hair, red cheeks and nose, his mouth swollen from blowjob.

- So beautiful for me. - you say a little ironically, running your hand over his cheek as he bends down to your touch.

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