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drakendaydreams · 7 months

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Come Through and Chill || plug!draken x fem!reader

You were just supposed to pick up some bud for the weekend... so how did you end up in bed with the hottest plug around?

Cw:weed, pussy eating, finger sucking, ptv, dirty talk, squirting, draken has a big cock (like coke can thick), belly bulge, pet names (baby, angel, good girl), not beta read (we die like men)

WC: 7.9 k I don't wanna talk about it.

Extra: Plug! Draken playlist.

‘Come through as soon as you’re off work, I got you.’

Blinking down at your bright phone screen you blink once, then twice. You hadn’t expected him to respond that quick in all honesty. “Hey girl.”

“Umm hello?!”

“Hey!”

You jolt as your friend calls your name, an amused tilt to her voice as she takes in your blotchy red cheeks. Tucking your phone away lightning quick you clear your throat, slumping back against the counter. “Are you sure you don’t wanna come out tonight?” Shaking your head, you cross your arms over your midsection as she tosses you a knowing smirk. You chew on your lower lip as trays of food and drinks whizz by you. Your legs and feet ache, hours of doing exactly what your co-workers are currently doing wearing on you. Your closest work friend raises her eyebrows as she leans her elbow against the shelf opposite of you. “So what’s the big plan then if you’re gonna be all by your lonesome?” You shrug, tucking your hands in your hoodie pockets, rubbing your finger over the ring that lays on your thumb. It’s a nervous habit you haven’t quite learned how to break. The spinning of the metal helps to center your thoughts as you stand there. You’ve already ordered a meal to take home after your shift, a bottle of wine in your fridge and endless hours of Netflix to carry you through the next few hours that will bleed into your first two solid days off in over a week. There was only one thing you were missing. Your phone buzzes again and your eyebrows hit your hairline.

`1 location attached.`

‘No rush though, just wanna make sure you find the place okay.’

A place you’d been quite a few times if you recalled correctly. Sure the nights of partying were a little hazy, but you’d been to this particular spot enough times to know your way on your own.

‘I’ll let you know when I’m on my way, it shouldn't be too much longer.’

“Umm, just gonna pick up some smoke and then go home and veg. I’ve worked so many doubles over the past week.” It’s your co workers turn for her eyebrows to hit her hairline. Her smirk grows and the amused tone in her voice quickly turns to teasing as she straightens up to pinch your cheeks.

“Ohhh you’re gonna go see that hot ass mechanic that was eyeing you up last weekend.”

You smack her hand away, trying to hide the way your face burns. “it’s not like that, I swear.”

“Suuuure.” She grabs your chin in her hand, squishing your cheeks together while she makes you look at her. “Is that why you gave him your number the last time we pulled through there? Cause you ‘just need bud.’” She giggles as she makes air quotes with the other hand. Letting out a snort, you manage to smack her hands away. “I’m serious!” Laughing you grab the to go box as the cook behind the window calls your name out. You grab what you’ve been waiting on and book it out the door, trying to ignore her hoots and hollers of, `it’s about damn time.`

The night air is sticky, twilight blues and purple mixing with the fading pink and orange that paints the sky that’s about to throw her dark blanket of night over. Your keys dangle from your hand, jingling together as you walk towards your car. I

t’s a perfect evening, with most of the summer heat knocking out of the air the darker it got. Setting your food and bag in the passenger seat, you pull your phone out as you fiddle around with the stereo system. Bobbing your head along to the song that starts, you find the last message thread you had pulled up on your phone. ‘Draken’ complete with a little dragon emoji makes you roll your eyes.

‘On my way. Be there in 20.’

‘Perfect. It’s right under the mat, just like I said. Enjoy, angel.’

Confused.

That’s the first feeling that creeps up on you as you walk down the hallway to his apartment. Usually it’s louder, a whole crowd that normally gathers here on Friday and Saturday evenings. There’s almost always music going, laughter coming from inside, the smell of food. It’s why you’d asked him to leave what you needed somewhere you could find it. The thought of being around tons of people after a long day of serving customers made you want to curl up in a ball, hidden away from the world.

Checking your watch you let out a small ‘huh’. It wasn’t late at all. 9pm glows up at you from your watch. It was early sure but still by now there would be at least some type of noise coming from the apartment.

Shrugging it off as you walk up to the door, you crouch down. Fingers brushing the rough edge of the door mat, you lift it only to find it empty underneath. Your brow knits together as you lift the entire thing only to find nothing but cold concrete staring up at you. Rising with a groan, you brush your hands off, watching as dust falls to the cement below your feet. Raising a fist, you almost hesitate, but as your foot hits the edge of the mat, another flash of annoyance shoots through you.

All your weekend plans consisted of were your tv, your snacks, your wine and unfortunately, his bud. Letting out a sharp sigh, you knock, the rapping of your knuckles on the black door breaking apart the silence that hangs heavy in the hallway.

Rocking back and forth on your heels as you wait, you pull your phone out. No new notifications flash on the screen and you open your messages, shooting one off before you knock again. You hear the chime of his phone and cross your arms over your mid section, waiting as you hear footsteps approaching the door. You turn your head to look over your shoulder, seeing that you’re still alone in the hallway when the door swings open, causing you to stop short and your mouth to dry out all in one swoop when you turn back to look at him.

The first thing you note is that he’s fresh out of the shower. A wafting scent of fresh pine, whatever scented soap he uses drifting across your nose. It tickles your senses, drifting into your nose. But that’s not where your eyes zero in.

Your eyes flick down to the exposed skin of his abdomen. He’s in the middle of pulling on a black t-shirt, the material catching and sticking to still wet skin. Water droplets roll down the ridges of his muscles, carving a wet path that your tongue would kill to follow. His abdomen is on a brief display for you, each outline of solid muscle searing into your mind’s eye. The deep V of his hips seem like they were chiseled out of marble, something you would find in the finest art galleries.

Your eyes flick back up, trying to pull your attention away from the hard lines and dips in his skin. His shirt flutters into place but at this point none of that even helps.

Wide eyes catch the dip of confusion in his brows, the way they knit together as dark eyes take in your form in front of him. Trailing down to see the frown that tugs at the corner of his mouth, pink lips opening and forming words. Forming words? Shit, he was talking to you and you couldn’t get your eyes off the droplet of water that trailed down his neck and clavicle, disappearing underneath his shirt. It warps around the gold chain that he pulls out of his collar and your stomach rolls at how insanely attractive the motion of his fingers and the sparkling gold against his skin is. “-okay angel?” Snapping your eyes to his, you swallow dryly . He raises a brow at you now, the tiniest upturn of his lips and the amusement that flashed through his eyes has you flushing. He definitely caught you checking him out. Finally your brain catches up to what he’s asked you. “Everything okay angel?” Blinking quickly, you look down at your feet, shoes scraping the doormat. It reminds you of the reason you knocked on the door in the first place. Looking back up at him, your lips curl over your teeth by a fraction. Frustration returns to your body, grounding you as you seem to snap out of your thoughts.

“Yeah uhhh.” The edge of your shoe catches the welcome mat and you nudge it. “I’m missin’ a little something.” His brows dip again, but then an exasperated sigh is falling from his lips and a light dusting of pink dances across the tip of his nose up to his ears. One hand comes up to scratch the back of his neck, his bicep straining against the arm of the t-shirt he’d just put on. His other hand tucks into the pocket of his gray sweats. “Fuck I got caught up. Lowkey I was supposed to put your shit under the door when I got home and I had to handle something on the phone so I forgot.” He looks so endearingly bashful, the annoyance that has settled in your chest dissipates like smoke. Awkwardly, you scuff your toe against the ground, shrugging as nonchalantly as you can manage. “It’s fine I just, was hopin to get it and go.”

“Here, come on in and I’ll get it for you.” He moves to the side, a jerk of his chin the only hint of an invite you get to coming inside. Still feeling awkward inside of your own skin, you follow him in, arms still crossed like a shield. You offer him a tiny half smile as you cross the threshold, moving past him. There’s a crackle of electricity as you move past him that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up straight.

Chewing on the corner of your lip as you turn to look at him, you find heated and amused onyx eyes trained on you, His mouth tugs up in the corner again and a smirk spreads across his cheeks. “Whatcha lookin so nervous for?” He moves past you, his movements, fluid and smooth. When he moves past you, he glances slightly over his shoulder with a wink. “I don’t bite. Come on, my shit’s in my room.” There’s a heat that crawls up your neck and face, and you’re sure that your whole face is on fire as you trail behind him, hands going into your hoodie pockets. You’ve left your shoes at the front door, and your socked feet pad quietly behind him. “Didn’t say you did. Just kinda weird in here when ‘s quiet.” He chuckles as he opens the door to a room you recall being in once. It’d been filled with hazy smoke, and there’d been people packed in here like sardines, passing around blunts and listening to bass heavy music. You also briefly remember that it’s the night he put his number in your phone. You’d been leaning against the desk that night, while he sat in his desk chair right next to you.

At one point you’d been zoned out, sufficiently buzzed and listening to all the noise around you. A single finger had looped in your belt loop and tugged to get your attention. He’d checked on you, made sure you were good and given you water, watching with eyes that were more alert than they should have been for someone who had smoked as much as he had. His finger stayed hooked in the belt loop of your shorts the entire conversation and he’d only let go when your friends called your name, dragging you out of the room. But not before he’d tugged on your shorts, plucking your phone out of your back pocket. He put his number in and shot you a look that could only be described as heated. “In case you’re ever in need of some good bud.” Recalling the heat that had flowed in between the two of you, you want to bolt out of there like the entire place is on fire. It’s unnerving, it makes your insides hot and the feeling makes something in you burn specifically for the man in front of you to look at you the way he did just a mere week ago. “Yeah, ‘s a lil weird when people aren’t here but it’s nice to have a quiet night in. My roommates are both out tonight. Eatin’ at your joint tonight I think Did you just get out of work?” He takes a seat at his desk, turning the chair so he’s facing you. He pats the bed that’s pushed up next to it, motioning for you to take a seat.

Hopping up, you nearly groan in relief at being off your feet and something so soft. His eyebrows raise as he pulls out a scale, a jar full of bud and a small green pill bottle from the bottom drawer of his desk. “You good?” If your face gets any hotter, you’re pretty sure you’re going to resemble the surface of the sun. “Yeah I’m good. Just had a long day at work. I opened the restaurant this morning and ended up staying later than I mean to cover one of the other girls who was late and…�� You trail off with a shrug as you tuck your hands into the sleeves of your oversized hoodie. “I didn’t realize how much my feet hurt until I sat down.” “Mmmm.” He makes a non committal noise as he measures out product. Long deft fingers are fucking with the scale, placing a pill bottle on it and dropping little green nugs into it. “You said 3gs right?” “Uh yeah. Don’t need much, just a little to relax this weekend. I finally have a weekend off and I’m gonna take full advantage of it.” You grin despite yourself, thoughts of a freshly rolled blunt and food with a bottle of wine and the softness of your couch filling you with happiness.

“Damn girl, look at you.” The tips of your ears start to feel the same heat as your face as he looks at you with a teasing grin. “Got any specific plans?” “I’m going to melt into my couch and not move for three days.” You bite your lower lip when he fully turns to you, a thoughtful look crossing his handsome face. He twirls the pill bottle in his fingers as he looks at you, eyes half lidded with an emotion you’re not sure you want to name.

The both of you are friends, acquaintances really and you’re not entirely sure if you’re ready to cross the line to anything besides that. But the way he’s looking at you promises something inevitable. He holds the bottle out for you and before your fingertips even brush it, he snatches it back towards himself, a smirk planted on his mouth. “How about you start your relaxing weekend here?”

Your brows furrow and your lip sticks out in the softest pout. A sharp protest sits at the tip of your tongue and you can’t help the whine that comes out in your tone. “Hey!”

“How about… You start the relaxation now?” Your brow furrows as he speaks, confusion flitting across your face. You stare at him for a long moment, chewing on the inside of your cheek.

“What do you mean?” “I mean, smoke with me.” He leans backwards in his chair, reaching for a pack of blunts. Honey white owls, the same as he had at the party. It’s a good flavor, one of your favorites and it’s so tempting to start now. His bed is soft and his room is surprisingly clean, and it smells like a mix of his cologne and extremely good bud. Plus it’s one on one time that you two have never had before outside of a stolen moment of him grabbing you a drink in the middle of one of his and his roommate’s parties. “Come on angel, I don’t bite and it looks like you could use the chance to unwind.” “I have food in the car.” It’s the only thing that comes out when your mouth opens even though the word ‘yes’ lingers on the tip of your tongue. “I don’t want it goin bad or anything…” Trailing off, when his onyx orbs stay planted on yours, you realize that any argument is futile and you sigh. The mega watt grin that he gives you speaks of his satisfaction over his victory and he holds his hand out. “Gimme your keys. I’ll bring your food in and put it in the kitchen for ya.” Smacking your lanyard in his outstretched palm, you can’t help but roll your eyes at his instance and the boyish charm that drifts across his face. In exchange, he plops a rolling tray in your lap with strict instructions to start rolling while he gets your things sorted.

This is crazy. Absolutely insane that one smile from this male had you turning into putty in front of him and you grumble under your breath but get to rolling away. When he walks out it’s silent except for the sounds of the metal grinder in your hands.

It’s a familiar mindless process of rolling, and you do it quickly and efficiently. By the time he walks back in with your purse in hand you’re licking the end of the blunt wrap to seal it. His eyes flick down to your pink tongue that sticks out from your pretty glossed lips. You don’t even notice as you’re focused on what you’re doing, brow furrowed cutely in frustration.

“Lemme see how good you did ma.” Your eyes flick up to his at the use of the pet name at the end of his sentence and you give him a bland look that has his lip tugging up in a smile again. You hand him the blunt before leaning forward to place his rolling tray on the desk, not realizing as you do that he’s already walking forwards. Your shoulder bumps into his abdomen, the same chiseled one you spotted earlier when he was sliding his shirt on.

You scowl when you hear his low chuckle sound throughout the room. “If you wanted to hug me that badly you should have asked.” Your lip curls over your teeth as he plops down on the bed in front of you. “You think you’re real slick aren’t you?” “I know I am.” He throws you a wink as he polyps down on the bed, leaning against the wall as you lean back against the headboard, pulling your knees up. Pulling a lighter from his pocket, he hands the blunt back to you along with the lighter. “Guests light up.” “Thanks.” There’s a soft shick of the lighter sparking, and then a sizzle as you hold it to the end of the blunt and inhale. Draken doesn’t say anything while you take your first deep inhale, instead opting to turn on the bluetooth speaker that rests on the shelf mounted to the wall above his bed. There’s a gentle boom of the system connecting, and then a few notes fill the room before music starts to flow out. Despite your reservations your shoulders relax a fraction as you blow out the smoke you’ve held in, the familiar pepper and citrus taste of the bud heavy in your airway and drifting over your tongue. You take another deep inhale, deep enough to make your lashes flutter and you’re completely unaware of the eyes that are currently glued to your face.

Draken doesn’t think he’s ever seen someone as pretty as you. All soft curves and shiny locks. A pretty smile that stretches wide over your cheeks. The way your head tilts back a little when you laugh and your nose scrunches. Truthfully, he was floored the first time you rolled up with your friends at one of the infamous house parties. You looked so out of place, skittish and shy until your friend shoved a blunt in your direction and told you to relax. Come to find out there’s a little fire, a spark that simmers underneath the shy outer shell. He can’t help that you’re intriguing enough for him to want to know what it looks like when you strip away all the layers to where you burn. Burn for him.

Your eyes open as you let out your second inhale and you lean forward, holding out the blunt for him. Your small, soft hands brush past his large calloused ones and the warmth that radiates off of them makes him want to groan as he thinks about how they would look wrapped around his length. He has to fight the temptation to grab one down while he places the blunt to his lips, right in the place where your glossed lips have been.

The cherry flavor from your lips gloss lingers on the blunt, mixing with the flavor of weed and the blunt wrap. His mind drifts to the thought of what you would taste like. If he sucks your tongue, would you taste like cherry and bud and something else? He inhales and looks at you again through heavy lids. Truthfully he’d smoked half a blunt the minute he’d gotten off work, but the thought of sharing one with you was too tempting to pass up.

When you’d sunk onto his mattress like it was your salvation he jumped at his chance and for now, he can tell he made the right call.

Now that he’s got you here though, there’s a little bit of hesitancy that lingers in the pit of his stomach. It’s been a long time since he’s tried something like this with someone who’s caught his attention like you have. It makes his insides churn with anticipation and he can’t help but sigh out his inhale, the smoke curling out of his mouth. One of the first things he noticed about you is that you don’t have the need to fill the silence with empty words. You’re content sitting with him in the silence, and it’s something he appreciates after a full day of dealing with customers. He takes his second inhale before he’s handing the blunt back. His eyes stay on yours when he wonders when this.. Tension that’s been building between the two of you is going to pop.

It’s like a bubble that traps the two of you in it, but instead of expanding, it shrinks, pressing down and pushing you two into each other. It’s been a month and a half since the first time you graced his doorstep and he’s thought of you every other minute since.

You’re about halfway through the blunt when you let out a sigh, sinking a little further into the pillows. You lick your lips and he tracks the way the tip of your tongue wets your plus mouth. Bloodshot eyes drift up to look into his, and he watches as a smile tugs at the corners of your lips. “Thanks for this. I really needed it.” “Any time angel. You know. You’re kind of my favorite customer. Although you can’t tell anyone else that. They might start askin’ for special treatment and then I’ll be outta a side hustle.” He reaches over and grips your ankle, tugging a little in jest. His thumb brushes over the pretty anklet dangling around it and the minute the metal hits his thumb something shifts.

He traces the delicate gold chain, running his thumb over the tiny links. It glints against your skin, a little angel dangling from the chain and resting against the hollow of your ankle. A low dangerous chuckle vibrates through his chest even though the energy in the room is anything but light hearted. “Guess I was spot on with the nickname.”

“Yeah…” Your voice is just as low as his, as if, if you speak too loudly you’ll break whatever tentative vibe has taken over the room. “Um Draken?” “Ken.” He mumbles it as he moves, leaning a little closer. He leans on his elbow with your feet near his abdomen, nearly laying on his side as he blinks over at you. “Call me Ken.” “Ken..” The sound of his name leaving your mouth in a near whimper does him completely in.

Before he thinks too much, before his nerves get the best of him, he places the blunt directly in between your lips. There’s not much left to it, maybe one last hit. “Finish it.” There’s a soft demand in his tone and the feeling in his chest gives way to admiration as you do exactly as you’re told. “Ash tray is on the desk.” He murmurs the sentence out as he presses his lips directly to your anklet. You let out a soft whine before you swallow dryly, half lidded eyes taking in the sight of this big broad man laying the softest kidd on your skin. “I…” “You can tell me to stop when you want me to.” He looks up at you, his nose skimming the skin of your calf. The sight of it, the heat from the weed and the overall tension pops as you shake your head. “Don’t… Please don’t stop.” Your cheeks burn even hotter than before when he grins a heated smile up at you. Your breath starts to come a little faster as he works his way up your leg, large, rough, warm calloused hands moving up your calves to the back of your knees, spreading them wide enough for him to slot himself between. His hands don’t stop moving, massaging your sore calves. His fingers knead the knotted muscles so expertly and gently, you can’t help but melt into the touch. Your eyes slide shut and your mouth drops open in a groan. The moment your attention is off of him, he takes his chance, grabbing you and sliding your hips forward. You yelp in surprise when your back meets the mattress and he gives another deep chuckle, one that shoots a bolt of heat straight to your core. You’ve always been touchy when high, when your senses are heightened to a point where pleasure gets overwhelming. You swallow thickly and open your eyes so they’re glued to his. The music in the room continues to fill the space where both of you linger, and you’re unwilling to break the vibe besides a groan when his hands move from your calves to the top of your thighs. Squirming despite yourself, your eyes finally fall from his to where the backs of your thighs rest on the top of his. He’s broad in between your legs and your heart jumps in your chest as he moves to shit back on his heels. Draken’s - no Ken - is glued to the apex of your thighs, right where your clothed core rests. It’s right below his growing erection and the sight of you squirming underneath it makes him impossibly harder. “Fuck that’s a fuckin’ pretty sight.” You may have been unwilling to break the silence but a high Ken is also a vocal and touchy Ken. Reaching down, his hands skim up your thighs, over the flesh of your plush ass to your waist. He grips it hard, tugging you to sit up so he can slot his mouth against yours. Even cotton mouthed from smoking, it’s the sloppiest kiss of your life, His soft lips meet yours and he presses hard, claiming your mouth. He consumes you, prying your mouth open with his tongue. He strokes it against yours, one of his hands coming up to thread in the strands of hair at the nape of your neck. His fingers thread into your hair and he tugs, tilting your head back so your throat is exposed. A whimper leaves your throat and small hands come up to clutch at his forearms.

You push back against him, tentatively letting your tongue meet his, stroke for stroke. There’s little strings of saliva that connect the two of you when he finally finds it in him to pull away. It’s lewd and wet, your eyes glazed over as they flick down to take in the sight. The hand on your waist leaves, coming up to tap on your lower lip. “Open.” The command is stern, growled out in impatience until you obey, mouth dropping open. You cling to the edges of your shyness, and as much as he finds it endearing, he’s waited too long for this. “Stick out your tongue.” You’re practically panting as you do as you’re told and two fingers are laid on the wet pink muscle, rubbing against it. Your eyes widen and another whine slides out around his fingers, muffled and wet. “There we go. Feels good doesn’t it?” This man hasn’t even gotten you out of your clothing and you feel like you’re going to cum already. How he figured out your oral fixation you’ll never know but he’s exploiting it to it’s extent, moving his fingers in and out of your mouth. All you can do is cling to him and suck, little whimpers and moans falling out around his large fingers. Your hips start moving on their own accord, rolling against him until he’s tugging you into his lap, settling your aching core over his tented sweats. His hand in your hair trails down to your hip, rolling you over his erection with a groan. Every noise you make spurs on his insatiable need, and even though he feels impatient, even though he feels like tearing through every layer of clothing you two currently have on, it’s nothing compared to the desperate way your hips are chasing your high.

“Shhhhh.” The hand at your hip cups your ass, squeezing the denim of your shorts. The seam presses into your dripping core, the pressure of it and his length currently pressing into it with every roll of your hips makes electricity creep up your spine. Your eyes widen and you begin sucking his fingers even harder as the band in your belly starts to tighten. “Go ahead. Go ahead angel, show me how good this feels.”

Your eyes drift shut and your brow furrows just as cutely as he knew it would. A single tear gathers on the corner of your shut eye and with a shudder you come apart on top of him, just from him grinding you down on him and letting you suck on his fingers. He guides your hips against him the whole way through it, waiting until your mouth lets up on his fingers. Waits until the fierce sucking of his fingers eases into small kitten licks and your hips slow to a stop.

“That good baby?”

You can’t believe you feel this good already. Your mind is already halfway numb from a combination of the weed and his overwhelming presence, but a shyness lingers around the edges of your psyche and you can’t help the flush that takes over your cheeks. His fingers draw out slow, gentle as he drags them down your lower lip and over your chin. Realization of how easily he’s turned you to putty in his hands washes over you and your eyes widen a fraction.

Embarrassed, you lean forward, tucking your face into the crook of his neck. His entire chest rumbles with a deep laugh that sounds more like a rumble. “I.. I’m sorry I….”

He shifts, moving the both of you. Your world spins and all of a sudden you find yourself still in his lap, but now he’s got his back against the headboard. “That was the hottest thing I’ve seen in a long fuckin time.” Opening your mouth to apologize for a second time, you don’t even have the chance to say a single word when his mouth claims yours again. This kiss is hotter than the last one, a new burning passion to see you fall apart coming through every stroke of his lips. He swallows your whines, only breaking apart from you whip your shirt and hoodie off of your frame. You can’t even believe for a second that you let him, raising your arms to help. The sight of you sitting there in your pretty lace bra lights an even hotter fire in onyx orbs. Fingers dance up your spine while he brings his lips to your neck, kissing and sucking a line across your jaw and down your neck. You melt, hands slipping underneath his shirt to trace your fingers along the ridges of his abdomen. You trace every muscle with curious fingertips until you splay your palms flat on his stomach pushing his shirt up and over his head. “You’re so fuckin’ pretty.” The compliment flows from his lips as he sucks on your collar bone. You’re grateful you have the next three days off, because the marks he’s leaving are going to be impossible to cover up. Another soft whine leaves your lips as his tongue flattens and runs over the swell of your breast. The sight of it makes fire lick up your insides but a flash of silver in the middle of the pink muscle makes you stop cold. He has a fucking tongue piercing.

Currently he’s using that to his advantage as he slides your bra off, gathering both of your breasts in his hands and kneading the fat as he pushes them together. “Pretty fuckin’ tits. Fuckin’gorgeous.” His thumb swirls over your nipple before he’s dragging his tongue over it so the ball of his piercing flicks it hard. You squeal, squirming in his hold. You’re tempted to dart out of his lap, roll off of him and take a breather but he bucks his hips up at the same time he scrapes his teeth across the stiffened peak and your head tips back, another sinful moan falling from your mouth.

He shifts and the world spins again, your back hitting the plush mattress as he leans over you, raining kisses down your rib cage, sucking on the skin so hard it bruises. He does this in a path all the way down your abdomen, and you never thought you’d be this needy after already cumming, but there is a pulsing want and ache that only he can fill pulsing in between your legs. You’re practically panting by the time he reaches the spot you need him the most.

Your thighs are practically shaking when his big hands grab the back, pushing them towards your chest. A sharp nose runs up the seam of your shorts up to the button. “W-Wait, I…” “God you smell so fuckin good. I gotta taste you baby. Need to see how pretty she looks after she came for me.” Dark lashes brush his cheek bones as he looks up at you and pops the button of your shorts open with his teeth. You swallow thickly and thread your fingers into his hair, almost tugging it free from the ponytail it’s in as you lift your hips for him to slide your shorts off.

The rumbling growl that leaves his chest makes your eyes roll back, and your weeping hole to clench around nothing. His thumbs come up to your folds, spreading them open for him as you buck your hips up, chest heaving with deprived pants. “Please. Please.” You beg without even really knowing what you’re begging for, just needing something, anything to relieve the fire that’s starting to consume. Your high still hasn’t worn off and the extra sensitivity from where his touch presses into you is driving you close to the edge. “Ken, please.”

“Look at me.” His rough tone is demanding, drawing your attention to him as your mouth twists in desperation. “Keep your eyes on me or I stop. Ya hear me angel?”

You nod, but his hand darts out to grab your jaw, squeezing your cheeks until you speak, your tone cracking a little with want. “Yes, I hear you.” “Good girl.” His eyes stay on yours as he dips down, releasing your jaw in favor for spreading you wider. He purses his lips, before he lets out a long string of saliva, thumbs spreading you open again so he can watch as it drips in between your folds. You clench even though you’re achingly empty, a soft gasp filling the air in between you too. It bleeds into loud keen when his mouth finally touches you.

He sucks one of your folds into his mouth and your hands tighten in his hair as he alternates, sucking them until they turn puffy, swollen and aching with need. He moans into your pussy, running his tongue through your slick until the ball of his piercing flicks harshly against your clit. A squeal sounds from above him and he does it again, over and over until you’re bucking wildly onto his tongue.

He should prep you. He needs to prep you but your walls are already to spasm around his tongue and he’ll be damned if he lets you come anywhere but his cock.

Pulling away and sitting up just enough to work his dick out, he thrusts forward, his heavy, thick cock smacking against your abdomen. Your eyes fly open and you look down, letting out a desperate whine when you realize his length extends well past your belly button.

He’s got the prettiest, heaviest cock you’ve ever seen. Swollen and red, the slit weeping pretty pearls of precum that streak your stomach as he lets his length smack down on your abdomen again. “‘S not gonna fit.”

You look up at him with wide watery eyes, lips parted as you pant despondently. But no matter how much your voice shakes, your hips move, trying to slip him inside as desire takes over every cell in your body. “Ken, ‘s not gonna-” He chuckles breathlessly, sweat starting to break out on his hairline as he draws back to rub the aching head of his cock along your folds. “‘S gonna fit angel. Imma make it fit.” Slowly, he pushes in, head tilting back as he starts to push in despite the resistance he’s met with. You’re so fuckin’ tight he’s pretty sure that he’s already ready to blow his load and he’s only got the tip in. “Goddamn. Fuuuuuck.” The little high pitched whines that fall from your plush mouth and he can’t helo but reach down and grab your waist in his broad hands. Grip bruinsingly tight, he fucks into you, pulling out and fucking back in shallowly, inch by agonizing inch. Your pussy is gripped around him so tight it’s practically strangling his cock. “Relax ‘f me. God you’re so fuckin’ tight angel. Need you to relax.” A shuddering breath leaves your mouth, and his thumb drifts down to the little bundle of nerves that pokes out, working it in slow circles. Your thighs shake even more as you give. Your walls relax, eyes rolling back as his entire length finally sinks into you. A wet cry leaves your throat as tears leak from your eyes and the man above you lets out a moan so deep you feel it in your own soul. “There it is. Fuckin’ took the whole thing. Such a good girl.” Your hands grip the sheets, lower lip trembling as a tiny sob leaves your mouth. “Ken… so full. I’m so full. ‘S too big Ken. ‘S too fucking bi-” Before you can finish your sentence he’s pulling out and sliding back in, using the grip he has on your waist to drag you up and down his length. You cry out, loud and high as he bumps into your cervix. Your chest heaves and you squeeze your eyes shut as he starts to move you up and down. He’s so big and broad and strong all you can do is lay there and take it as he moves you up and down, eyes glued to the way your slick is coating his cock, how some of it sticks to his abdomen. Strings of slick connect the two of you as he moves you, practically the length of his cock, soaking even his thighs. One of his warm palms spreads out over your abdomen and he pushes down on the bulge that’s appeared. His mouth practically pours out filth as he pushes on his cock pushing through your stomach and you scream his name. “Fuck baby. Look at that. Pokin’ through your stomach. You look so fuckin sexy like this. So fuckin pretty all fucked out on my cock. You like that baby?” You nod, sobbing as he starts to move you faster, your clit hitting his pelvis with every rough smack of his hips. The orgasm that hits you, hits you out of nowhere, hard and fast and so overwhelming that you see nothing but pure white. “‘M cummin’ fuck fuck fuck fuck ‘m cummin!” Your legs kick out and shake as your cream around his cock, a frothy ring of white forming as he fucks you. He hasn’t let up, his grip still tight on your waist as he moves you, rolling his hips into and fucking you onto him. His head dips down into the crook of your neck, heavy pants brushing past the skin of your neck as you sob and keen through your orgasm. Your hands fly up to bury into his hair, moving until your arms are wrapped around his neck. All you can do is hang on as he fucks up into, using your body for his pleasure. “Takin’ my cock so fuckin’ well angel. You were made for it. Made to take my cock.” His breath stutters on the sentence as your velvet walls pulse around him and you whimper, your nails digging into his muscular shoulders. His masculine scent envelopes you, and everything about him crowds your senses as he drives into you. The entire room is filled with the sounds of your slick squelching around his cock, the cries that fall from your mouth and the filthy words he breathes harshly into your ear.

“I’m gonna fill you up. I have to. Have to fill this fuckin’. Perfect. Pussy.” Each word of is enunciated by a sharp thrust of his hips and you practically wail out his name.

“Can’t.. Can’t take anymore Ken please.” Bleary, misty eyes look up at him, blinking past tears as your body jolts with the force of each thrust. His pace is picking up and he’s huffing out deep breaths, and you can tell by the way his abdomen tightens that he’s about to cum. His thrusts are getting sloppier, but you’re right on the edge with him, walls starting to clamp down again. “Ken I can’t!” “You can.” He places a soft kiss right under your jaw, dragging his lips up until they’re resting against yours. “I know you can. Give me one more baby.” You try to shake your head but your mouth falls open when a hand snakes between you two again and starts to make firm circles on your swollen puffy clit. “Ken.. please I…”

Your cheeks heat and your hiccup out an embarrassed sob. You’re not inexperienced by any means, but you’ve never had something that feels like this. That feels this overwhelming and good. You’ve never had someone who fills you this much, who hits every sensitive spot, whose cock is so big it sticks out from your tummy and pushes past your cervix with every sharp thrust. There’s a foreign feeling that’s settled in your stomach and it increases the more he plays with your clit and with every thrust that rams into the tight ring of muscle inside of you. Words tumble out before you can stop them and the minute they’re out, embarrassment and lust flood you in the same instant and it makes you dizzy. “Ken please.. Feel like I’m gonna go to the bathroom!” A rumbling groan is the only answer and his thumb speeds up its pace, his thrusts sloppy. “Fuckin’ squirt baby. Squirt on my fuckin’ cock. I know you can. Make a mess ‘f me.” Another sharp thrust and a pinch of your clit sends hurtling into oblivion as you do just that. Your last release comes squirting out of you, coating his hand, his thighs, the mattress, his abdomen. You feel it run down the swell of your ass as you cry, your nails clawing at his back as you call out his name, sobbing and cumming as he doesn’t relent, panting and groaning into your neck. Hot ropes of cum start to coat your insides, filling you to the brim as he moans. It’s unhinged and messy, his cock head pushing past your cervix to coat your insides, filling your womb almost overly full. Your name leaves his mouth in a rumbling shout before his teeth sink into your shoulder, biting down to muffle the moans that leave his throat.

His hips finally slow and he lays his forehead into the crook of your neck, his hands drifting down to your quivering thighs, massaging them as you both catch your breath. You let your palms lay flat on his broad back, running them up and down as little shuddering breaths leave you.

Finally moving to look down at you, he blinks the sweat out of his eyes, brushing the hair out of yours. Both of you are a mess, covered in sweat and slick, your entire body marked with his love bites and his back scratched from your nails.

Bliss and submission is written over your face and your eyes drift shut as his palm comes to cup your cheek. You’re so good for him, it makes his chest squeeze tight. He’s already softening inside of you, and surprisingly, you both still feel a little high, the combination of pleasure, euphoria and rapture making it that much more heightened.

Both of you hiss as he slides out of you, moving so he’s hovering over you and bringing you to relax your legs completely. There’s a few moments of silence, soaking in each other’s presence.The air between you two settles into something you’re not sure you’re ready to name and you turn your head to say something to him, but find him already staring at you. He pulls you onto his chest, uncaring of the sticky sweaty mess you’ve become. His hand drags up your spine slowly, gently, and he pushes your head down so it’s tucked onto his shoulder. Ken is gentle as he continues to rub up and down your spine, grounding you and bringing you back down to earth. Humming contently, you drift until a rumbling laugh rouses you, and you move your chin until it rests on the top of his chest and you’re looking into those dark alluring eyes. Your hand comes up to trace the dragon tattoo on the smooth skin on the side of his head, following the inky black swirls as he continues to dance his fingertips up and down your skin. “So… wanna smoke again?”

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drakendaydreams · 7 months

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Welcome to Kinktober 2023 everyone. 👏 Enjoy 31 days of pure smut next month. We're officially in our third year of this beautiful time. 😈This year's pieces won't be full-length like I've been trying to do because I know it's a lot harder to get them done that way, but I'll make them as long as I can for you guys. And we're changing things up. I order to make sure I get something out from all of the blogs we're gonna be doing this as a collaboration.😙

If you want to be added to the taglist simply DM me, shoot me an ask, or even reply to this post. 🙌 I can add you to only certain characters, the whole thing, or only certain kinks. Can’t wait for everyone to see what we’ll be getting up to this year. 😉 Age must be in bio or easily found to be added to the taglist.

If you don’t want to see the Kinktober stuff for this year then simply blacklist the tag: #bakubabes kinktober

Now take a peek at what’s to come in a month. 👇 If the date looks like this then that means that the piece is in the queue and waiting for your viewing pleasure. I’ll link them here as they release as well.

Left To Complete Before Release: (18/31)

Day 1 - Gagging || Tobio Kageyama || "Haikyuu!!" by @bakubabes-tatakae

Day 2 - Massages || Eren Yeager || "Attack On Titan" by @yeagerdaydreams

Day 3 - Ownership || Megumi Fushiguro || "Jujutsu Kaisen" by @megumidreams

Day 4 - Desperation || Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "Tokyo Revengers" by @drakendaydreams

Day 5 - Wall Sex || Shouta Aizawa || "Boku No Hero Academia" by @bakubabes-princess

Day 6 - Hurt/Comfort Sex || Renji Abarai || "Bleach" by @seireiteiqueen

Day 7 - Cunnilingus || Zora Ideale || "Black Clover" by @idealedreamer

Day 8 - Anal Sex || Beelzebub || "Obey Me" by @beelzebubspethuman

Day 9 - Cum Marking || Kiba Inuzuka || "Naruto" by @bakubabes-tatakae

Day 10 - First Times || Connie Springer || "Attack On Titan" by @yeagerdaydreams

Day 11 - Face-Fucking || Megumi Fushiguro || "Jujutsu Kaisen" by @megumidreams

Day 12 - Cock Warming || Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || Tokyo Revengers by @drakendaydreams

Day 13 - Public Sex || Katsuki Bakugou || "Boku No Hero Academia" by @bakubabes-princess

Day 14 - Hair Pulling || Renji Abarai || "Bleach" by @seireiteiqueen

Day 15 - Tit-Fucking || Zora Ideale || "Black Clover" by @idealedreamer

Day 16 - Master/Slave || Beelzebub || "Obey Me" by @beelzebubspethuman

Day 17 - Power Play || Benimaru Shinmon || "Fire Force" by @bakubabes-tatakae

Day 18 - Shotgunning || Porco Galliard || "Attack On Titan" by @yeagerdaydreams

Day 19 - Overstimulation || Megumi Fushiguro || "Jujutsu Kaisen" by @megumidreams

Day 20 - Hand Job || Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "Tokyo Revengers" by @drakendaydreams

Day 21 - Phone Sex || Katsuki Bakugou || "Boku No Hero Academia" by @bakubabes-princess

Day 22 - Mirror Sex || Renji Abarai || "Bleach" by @seireiteiqueen

Day 23 - Tattoos || Zora Ideale || "Black Clover" by @idealedreamer

Day 24 - Lingerie || Beelzebub || "Obey Me" by @beelzebubspethuman

Day 25 - Shower Sex || Izaya Orihara || "Durarara!!" by @bakubabes-tatakae

Day 26 - Handcuffs || Eren Yeager || "Attack On Titan" by @yeagerdaydreams

Day 27 - Dry Humping || Megumi Fushiguro || "Jujutsu Kaisen" by @megumidreams

Day 28 - Breast Worship || Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "Tokyo Revengers" by @drakendaydreams

Day 29 - Spanking || Katsuki Bakugou || "Boku No Hero Academia" by @bakubabes-princess

Day 30 - Face-Sitting || Renji Abarai || "Bleach" by @seireiteiqueen

Day 31 - Somnophilia || Beelzebub || "Obey Me" by @beelzebubspethuman

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drakendaydreams · 1 year

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May i have mikey, mitsuya, and izana having a sex with they s/o.

I want to suck izana dick

Since there are a few characters on here I'll make these little drabbles for you. 😙 Here goes nothing, I think this might be one of the first TR requests I've gotten on here, other than Draken things anyway since that's my main mans right there. 😌

Genre: drabble

Character(s): Mikey Sano, Takashi Mitsuya, Izana Kurokawa (x reader)

TW: pet names, nsfw content, smut, 18+ content, fem!Reader, cunnilingus, oral sex, blow job, inappropriate language (swearing)

Manjiro "Mikey" Sano:

The way your name rolled off his tongue was intoxicating, and the way his hips thrust into your own was just as bad. Mikey Sano knew exactly what he was doing and he wouldn't ever let you forget it. The way your walls squeezed around his shaft over and over as they pulsated... and he couldn't help the small moans that accompanied the way that he slowed his pace. "Fuck, feels so good angel."

Your hips pushed back on him, matching his movements, slowing when he did to keep that rhythm. Every time you were with him it was like the first time all over again. Always making it special for you, no matter what he had to do. "Mikey- s'good. I'm so... so close."

Knowing that he had you on the verge of falling apart seemed to give him a second wind. He would never get enough of you. The way you sounded. The way you moved. The way your face scrunched up as you gripped onto the bedsheets, knuckles turning white. Everything you did was food for him, taking it all in as he took a fist full of your hair and tugged, speaking softly in your ear. "Mmm, gonna cum nice and hard for me? Is that what you're gonna do angel?"

"Y-yes. Just wanna cum. M'so close, fuck." Everything threatened to fall apart as your walls clenched around him. A warmth flooded your body as you rode out your high, nails digging into his back. That's what he had wanted and he was more than happy to be the person that delivered it for you.

Takashi Mitsuya

His fingers dug into the sides of your thighs as you squirmed underneath him. The way his tongue flicked over your sensitive bud felt like heaven, your legs trembling as he tried to hold you in place. "Now now, pretty baby. Don't go running away from me now. I'm not finished with you."

He taunted more as he moved a hand between your legs, loving how your face contorted as he spoke, the bliss almost too much for you to wrap your head around. "You always look so beautiful when I have you at my mercy. Such a desperate baby, who just wants to get that release. Don't you?"

You nodded your head quickly, hands covering your eyes as you tried to stop yourself from moving around as much as you were. It was futile as he nipped at the inside of your thigh, tongue darting in and out of your core as his thumb rubbed circles over your clit. "W-wait, fuck, I'm not gonna make it much longer."

Takashi chuckled against you, the vibrations sending even more pleasure through your body, coming up for air one more time as he coaxed you toward the climax that you so desperately wanted. "Isn't that exactly what you want, darling? To see nothing but white as you feel better than you ever have before? Go on. Cum for me."

Izana Kurokawa

His hand rested on the back of your head as he smirked down at you. You had always looked the best to him settled between his legs. He loved you, he really did, but there was just something that was so inebriating about the way you looked with your hands on his thighs and your mouth on his cock.

He hummed with contentment as he helped your head bob up and down, fingers wrapped into your hair. "Such a good girl. Making me feel so good, you know that?" A sharp breath left him as his cock twitched against the roof of your mouth. "Just like that baby, gonna make me finish early if you keep that up."

Your tongue swirled around his tip as you chuckled softly, every noise and every word that he praised you with was enough to keep you going as long as he wanted you to. The tug on your hair made a small moan escape your lips, the feel of it against his length making it twitch once more. He was close, the way that he tugged harder and harder on your hair with every passing second told you that.

Your hands reached up, nails running down his chest as you looked back at him with those signature bedroom eyes that you had always been so good at. "Can't believe you're still playing this little game after all of this time, but I guess I couldn't ask for a better baby, now could I?" His head fell back as he felt his climax hit him, a loud groan filling the room as he emptied himself out. "What am I ever gonna do with you?"

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drakendaydreams · 1 year

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May i have mikey, mitsuya, and izana having a sex with they s/o.

I want to suck izana dick

Genre: drabble

Character(s): Mikey Sano, Takashi Mitsuya, Izana Kurokawa (x reader)

TW: pet names, nsfw content, smut, 18+ content, fem!Reader, cunnilingus, oral sex, blow job, inappropriate language (swearing)

Manjiro "Mikey" Sano:

Takashi Mitsuya

Izana Kurokawa

©️2023 bakubabes-tatakae, please do not repost/modify without permission, please do not use my work as ASMR without my permission

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drakendaydreams · 1 year

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May i have mikey, mitsuya, and izana having a sex with they s/o.

I want to suck izana dick

Genre: drabble

Character(s): Mikey Sano, Takashi Mitsuya, Izana Kurokawa (x reader)

TW: pet names, nsfw content, smut, 18+ content, fem!Reader, cunnilingus, oral sex, blow job, inappropriate language (swearing)

Manjiro "Mikey" Sano:

Takashi Mitsuya

Izana Kurokawa

©️2023 bakubabes-tatakae, please do not repost/modify without permission, please do not use my work as ASMR without my permission

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drakendaydreams · 1 year

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Day Twenty-Nine - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji {11:00am}

A/N: The taglist for fluffvember is officially closed, but you can find all of the pieces that have already come out below with the masterlist link. Thank you all for sticking around for our fluff times this month. 🥰

Word Count: 0.7k

TW: jealousy, but everything else is just fluffy and lovey-dovey

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The memories of his last girlfriend had been lingering in your head for far too long. You couldn't help it. The two of you spent so much time with his best friend that you always ran into her. And what made it worse was exactly how close Draken and Emma had still been.

You knew that you had nothing to worry about. You knew that Draken wasn't the type to ever do anything to hurt you, especially something like cheating. You knew that his relationship with Emma now was nothing but friendship, but that didn't make the sting any worse.

You had been out with them all day, hitting the town for a little shopping and some lunch and when you got home it had felt like a weight was lifted from your shoulders. You wouldn't lie, you loved spending time with the two of them, but there was something that always made you uneasy about it at the same time.

Draken could sense the weird tension in the air as you all got inside, his arms wrapping around your waist from behind as you both stood in the hallway. "Come on baby girl. Talk to me. You've been weird for a few hours now. What's going on?"

You shook your head, trying to ignore it. The last thing that you wanted to do was have to have the same talk that you had been having for months and months. Your fear that having to have it again would make him want to leave and not have anything to do with you ever again. "It's nothing, don't worry about it. I'm just tired, Kenny. I just need some rest."

Draken huffed, kissing the back of your head. "I know that's a lie. I know you better than you know yourself, don't forget about that, my love." That was when it hit him, something that he could never blame you for feeling, something that he would never ever hold against you. He was just happy that you felt comfortable enough to go out with them all and not even complain about it, especially given their history. "I know what's going on and I'm going to tell you again that I love you more than anything in the world."

You tried hard to hold back the smile that painted your face, not wanting to seem too giddy about it. "You don't have to do that, Kenny. I'm fine. It's not a big deal, I just need to get past it. That'll come in time."

His large hands grabbed your waist and spun you around to face him, giving you one of the widest grins that you had ever seen him wear. "Then let me help you speed that process up a little, yeah?" Draken kissed the tip of your nose and beamed at you, your cheeks warming at his touch. "I'll remind you again... tell you everything that I always do when this happens. And know that I mean every single word of it."

Draken placed a hand on the back of your head protectively and pulled you toward him, placing your forehead against his own. "I love you more than anyone and anything in this world and nothing will ever change that. You're the one reason that I get up and try to be the best person that I can be every single day. You're the reason that I work as hard as I do. So that I can give you everything that you want in this world."

You felt your eyes welling up as he praised you, barely able to contain your emotions as you listened to him continue. "You wanna know the most important part, sweetheart?" He watched you nod at him quickly as you listened even more intently, pushing his lips out to touch yours gently before answering. "You're my everything. You always will be. Until the day that I take my last breath everything that I do will be for you and for whatever family we bring into this world."

Taglist: @bakubabes-tatakae @simps-and-scribbles @southside-otaku @foggyblazewitch

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drakendaydreams · 1 year

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Day 8 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji {12:05pm}

A/N: If you want to be added to the fluffvember taglist send me an ask or DM. The taglist will be open until November 27th, 2022.

Word Count: 0.7k

TW: fluff, fluff, and more fluff, pet names (baby girl), x fem!Reader

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Kenny’s shoulder was your favorite place to be. Your nightly cuddles on the couch were the favorite part of your day. Taking in everything from the way he breathed, your body moving up and down along with each one to the way that the mixture of his body wash and cologne filled your nostrils as you sat there. His hand laced into your hair as you both watched, almost as if it was completely natural, not even realizing that he had done it. His large fingers rubbed circles on your scalp, massaging every spot perfectly as you felt your eyes closing. It wasn’t anything new for you to fall asleep on the couch with him like this.

Before your eyes could fully shut a louder portion of the movie came on, making them shoot back open in surprise. You hummed in contentment as you spoke softly and lovingly to him “You’re gonna put me to sleep again, Kenny. You know that, right?”

The gentle chuckle that filled your ears as he stopped massaging was like magic, something that you longed to hear every single day. The hand that had just been in your hair reached down for your hand, pulling it into his own as he moved it toward his face. A tender kiss to the back of your hand was accompanied by his fingers lacing with your own. “You know that my life’s purpose is to make sure that you’re always safe, happy, and comfortable. It’s the least that I can do. Besides, I love having you fall asleep on me almost as much as I love holding your hands.”

Your eyebrows raised a little at his words. “You really like holding my hands that much?” You had never been with someone that had been so in tune with you, so loving, just wanting to be around you every second of every day and never getting tired of it. His long fingers playing with your own made your face warm. “Tell me something. Why do you like it so much? It’s such a small little thing that I’ve never seen anyone get so much joy from.”

He huffed and took a deep breath, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips as you tilted your head back to look at him, settling yourself better between his legs. “You really wanna know why? Because the reason is kinda stupid I guess. No laughing, you got it?”

You were already trying not to laugh at him. He was always so passionate with you, no matter how big or how small the situation was. You put your free hand over your mouth and tried to hold it back, a snort coming out with the strain. “I promise I won’t laugh at the reason, but you should know by now that telling me not to laugh always makes me laugh.”

A loud and hearty laugh filled your ears as he threw his head back onto the couch cushions, his fingers unlacing with yours to hold your hand up farther as he spoke, touching his cheek with it. “Alright, alright. You've got me there.” He played with your fingers affectionately and hummed. “I like the way that your hand sits in mine. It’s just so much smaller, makes my heart flutter every time I see it.”

You felt your heart tug as he said it, his lips touching your hand again possessively. You could barely make out what to say, every single thing that you wanted to say to him disappearing in a moment. You looked up at him and swallowed hard. “You’re a sap, you know that, Ryuguji?”

Just that line said more to him than anything else would have. He knew that you said it with nothing but love and adoration. And that was all that he needed to hear as he pulled your body as close to his own as he could. “Only a sap for you baby girl.”

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drakendaydreams · 1 year

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OMG! I’m so sorry, I think I accidentally reported one of your stories 😭😭 I didn’t mean to, my phone went all fucky when I was looking at the date of the post! I really hope it doesn’t cause you any troubles! 😭😭

No need to apologize, nonny. 😂 I don't think anything came of it since I haven't noticed anything happen with the blog so I think everything is okay. 💞

#personal #harlie rambles #anon #nonny

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drakendaydreams · 1 year

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Day 1 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji {12:40pm}

A/N: If you want to be added to the fluffvember taglist send me an ask or a DM. The taglist will be open until November 27th, 2022.

Word Count: 0.9k

TW: Nothing but fluff, just a mentally exhausted reader and a man that just wants to help

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After the week that you had been having the last thing that you wanted to do was get out of bed. You wanted to stay there as long as possible, never seeing the light of day again… at least not for a little while. An eight-day stretch filled with miserable people and shitty co-workers had brought you to the brink of mental exhaustion.

Your front door had opened and you hadn’t even noticed. You hadn’t heard the small clicking sound of it shutting and Draken had tried to keep that a secret. He had known how bad of a week that you had had. He had gotten the play-by-play through your text messages throughout the days and could hear the pure exhaustion on your voice when you spoke through the line for your evening phone call whenever he wasn’t in town. And he hadn’t been able to do a damn thing to help while he had been away with Mikey.

But now he was back and he was determined to make up for not being there. Determined to make the weight of it all fall off your shoulders.

Draken leisurely walked to the bathroom, turning on the bathwater to the perfect temperature and letting it fill as he wandered to the kitchen. He knew exactly where everything was. The two of you had been together for a while, he had spent many nights at your place, enough to know where everything was. He reached with ease into the top of the cupboard for the coffee grounds, filling up the coffee maker and turning it on.

You were his baby, he was going to make sure that everything was perfect for you when you climbed out of that bed. The smell of fresh coffee filled the area and made his mouth water, his large hand pulling the fridge open to grab some eggs and the other fixings for a wonderful breakfast. If there was one thing that Draken knew, it was how to cheer you up and make you feel like you were the only girl in the world.

He made his way back to the bathroom as the food on the stove began cooking, adding your favorite scented bubbles and small flower petals to the water. Sure, he hated the scented bath stuff, or so he said he did, but if his baby wanted it then that’s what was going to happen. And with that he finished up breakfast, placing it on a tray and making your coffee just the way you liked it before grabbing himself a cup.

When your bedroom door opened you were too exhausted to even look up, ready to tell the intruder to make it quick so you didn’t have to go back to work tomorrow. That was… until you recognized the familiar sounds of the boots on your bedroom floor. Your eyes opened wide as the aroma of food and coffee filled your nostrils and you gradually sat up. Draken’s smiling face stared back at you, the tray of food from his hands gently placed in your lap as your eyes welled with tears. “K-Kenny…”

You could barely get anything else out before he climbed onto the bed next to you, kicking off his boots and placing a hand on the back of your head protectively. He pulled you toward him and brushed his lips against your forehead. “Don’t worry about that right now. Just eat.”

You looked down at the plate of your favorite food in your lap and nodded. You had never been more in love with him than you were right now. The way he hadn’t hesitated, had just taken care of you and didn’t think twice about it once he had the free time. “You didn’t have to do this you know.”

Draken chuckled a little and took his jacket off, noticing the small shiver that had just gone through your body. He swung it over your shoulders and picked up the fork for you as you clutched your warm mug of coffee in your hands. This man had never been against feeding you, especially when you were having a rough time so that fork reached your mouth quickly.

As you took a bite you heard him speak softly, tenderly, nothing but pure love behind every single word that he said. “Y/n… I’d do anything for you. I love you more than anything in this world. I’d go to the ends of the earth just to see you smile.”

You whimpered as your eyes welled even more. What had you done to deserve someone as special as him? You thought that same thing every day when you spoke to him, and when you saw just how much he always put forth for you. “I love you, Kenny. Thank you.”

Draken placed his hand on the back of your neck and squeezed lovingly, capturing your luscious lips with his own at the sound of your words. You were his heart and soul, his reason for being, and he would do anything and everything to make you smile again and again.

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drakendaydreams · 1 year

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A/N: The month is really almost over? Jesh, I can't believe we've made it this far. Thank you to everyone that's been following this journey the entire time! Now... Kenny’s having a hard time sleeping so we’re gonna help him out. 😌 The taglist is now closed, but if you want to keep up with the posts that have already been put out or the ones that are still to come you can find the up-to-date masterlist below!

Character: Ken “Draken” Ryuguji (x fem!Reader)

Warnings: smut, fingering, 18+ content, oral sex (receiving), nicotine usage, dirty talk, offensive language (swearing), squirting, pet names (pretty girl, darling, doll, sweetheart) daddy kink, hair pulling, orgasm denial, minors dni

Word Count: 1.2k

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He tossed and turned as you both lay in bed, every single thing that could possibly have his head spinning was what was keeping him up. Draken needed to get some peace, needed to find some way to unwind to let him finally get that rest that he needed more than anything. The man already barely ever slept, this wasn’t helping at all. Finally, he climbed out of bed, making his way toward the sliding glass door that went to the porch. He snagged the pack of cigarettes and lighter from the counter and his way by and placed one between his lips. Maybe the nicotine would help him relax a little, help him get himself level.

Draken closed the glass door and took a drag, keeping it there for as long as he could to get the best hit possible before letting it back out. The instant burn made him take a deep breath as he tried to calm himself even more. It was chilly, the small bite from the cold air helping to bring him down to earth. There was only one other thing that ever even came close to this kind of release for him, and when just a few cigarettes he’d sit and smoke didn’t do the trick he knew what he needed to do.

He made his way back into the house and sauntered to the bedroom, the sight of your sleeping figure spreading a smile across his face. You looked so beautiful no matter what you did, you were perfect to him. The small snores that left you melted his heart as he stepped closer to the side of the bed. Draken grabbed the blanket and climbed in next to you, sliding underneath it and pulling it over his head.

You stirred a little as he moved between your legs, almost waking up but easily falling back asleep when he hesitated. Draken’s hand gripped your thigh gently and leaned down, his hand sliding between your legs. As his fingers trailed against the fabric of your panties you stirred more, a small and happy moan leaving your lips. His voice was sultry and smooth as he spoke softly. “Just keep dreaming, baby girl. You’ll wake up to a surprise quite soon.”

His fingers slid past the fabric, rubbing against your clit. Your body moved more, almost arching in your sleep as your head grew light. The quicker his fingers moved the more you came out of sleep, your eyes fluttering open as they plunged into your core. “F-fuck, Kenny.”

A devious chuckle left his lips as he watched your eyes open. “I know it’s the middle of the night, but daddy just couldn’t sleep and needs some help.” He groaned lustfully as he watched your eyes roll into the back of your head. “And you always tell me to wake you up whenever I need you… now is that time darling.”

You watched his face slowly sink between your legs, gripping the blanket to throw it off of you as quickly as you could. Just the thought of not being able to see just how perfect he always looked as he sucked on your puffy clit made you whimper. The way his tongue vigorously flicked over your sensitive bud had your hand flying to his hair. You tugged harshly, his unbraided hair sinking through your fingers with ease.

The sudden pull made him snarl, pulling away from you and grabbing onto your hand to take it away. His eyes were dark and menacing as he watched you. “Aht, aht. Now did I tell you that you could touch? Because I don’t remember giving you that permission, doll.”

When your hand pulled away you felt his fingers lace with yours, pushing your wrist down into the mattress. You squeezed hard, your knuckles turning white as Draken went back to the assault on your clit. “N-no, sir.” You could barely get the words out as you felt your walls closing around his fingers.

Draken pulled his fingers away, the loss of sensation sending shockwaves through your body. He denied you of the orgasm that had threatened to take over all your senses. “It’s far too early for that, sweetheart. We’ve just barely gotten started.”

You cried out in agony as you desperately grabbed for him, trying to pull him back to you. “K-Kenny, please. I can’t-”

“You can’t what, pretty girl? Can’t handle it?” He smirked at you and grabbed your thighs, squeezing hard enough to leave bruises where his fingers were. “You can and you will, you’ll only cum when I tell you that you can.”

You nodded in agreement, knowing that there was absolutely no arguing with Ken Ryuguji. “Y-yes, daddy.”

His fingers plunged back into you, pistoning in and out of you relentlessly. The smirk that painted his features was almost as enticing as the way he used your pleasure as a way to calm himself to sleep. It took everything inside of you to keep from letting go as he used his free hand to grab a handful of your breasts.

The way your cunt pulsed around his fingers made his cock twitch against his sweatpants, his hips rutting into the mattress lightly. He needed his own release at this point, your pretty, sinful noises making him near his release more and more.

He grabbed onto the back of your leg and pushed it up farther for better access. Draken’s body pressed against the mattress even farther as he chased his high, bringing you to yours at a quick speed. His tongue lapped at your clit and his fingers fucked in and out of your velvety walls.

Draken could tell you were close, the way your pussy clenched around him over and over made his cock twitch harsher in his pants. A small wet spot was beginning to form, his grip on your thigh even tighter as he coaxed you on. Your grip on the sheets was like a vice as you tugged at them. “S’too much. Kenny. P-please. ‘M gonna- AH!.”

His eyes grew lustful again as he heard your pleads. Every pretty little sound from your lips telling him that you were trying harder than you ever had in your life Draken hummed in content and nodded slowly. “Being such a good girl for me. I think you’re ready now, aren’t you pretty girl? Go ahead and cum for me, sweetheart.”

His words were all it took, the instant gratification from his agreeance had your walls letting go. You cried out his name over and over with a spew of curses right behind it. “God damn it!”

Draken groaned filthily as he felt your cunt clamp around him, his own release hitting him as he painted the inside of his sweatpants with a loud groan.

Your orgasm hit harder than it had in a very long time, your back arching as the new sensation filled your body. It swirled inside of you and a clear liquid stream appeared as your body let go, gushing all over him. His half-lidded eyes looked up at you as you finished, his tongue greedily lapping up every drop you offered him. “There you go, pretty girl. Squirt all over daddy.” Your body went limp underneath him as he climbed over you, his pussy drunk eyes watching your now fucked out state. “Nice and exhausted just for me. Looks like we’re gonna sleep nice now.”

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Welcome to that special time of year, Fluffvember 2022. 💞 Your girl is gonna be doing both ends of the spectrum this year. These are not going to be quite as extensive as the last month’s pieces were. They're going to be closer to drabbles to make sure I can get them all out. 🥰 If you want to be on the Fluffvember taglist then please let me know. I'd be happy to add anyone to it. 🥺

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Now take a peek at what’s to come in a couple of weeks. 👇 If the date looks like this then that means that the piece is in the queue and waiting for your viewing pleasure. I’ll link them here as they release as well.

Day 1 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "I'd do anything for you."

Day 2 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "I'm right here."

Day 3 - Shuji Hanma || "Are you blushing?"

Day 4 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "You're just a softie."

Day 5 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "Did you know that you talk in your sleep?"

Day 6 - Taiju Shiba || "You smell really nice."

Day 7 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "Care to give me a back scratch?"

Day 8 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "I like the way that your hand sits in mine."

Day 9 - Manjiro "Mikey" Sano || "No, like... it's just, I can't believe that you're actually wearing my clothes."

Day 10 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "I remember practicing how to ask you out in the mirror..."

Day 11 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "Problem Solved."

Day 12 - Keisuke Baji || "I promise to love you for the rest of my life."

Day 13 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "You're the best part of me."

Day 14 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "You're the one."

Day 15 - Kazutora Hanemiya || "That's not even fair."

Day 16 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "Why the hell is there glitter everywhere?"

Day 17 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "You shine so brightly it's intimidating. I love it."

Day 18 - Shuji Hanma || "So, you're just kissing strangers for no apparent reasons?"

Day 19 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "You always know how to cheer me up."

Day 20 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "Don't give me that look. No... NO! I said no puppy dog eyes! You know I can't resist them! Argh, fine!"

Day 21 - Taiju Shiba || "I kinda adopted a puppy behind your back... don't be mad! Look at those cute fluffy paws!"

Day 22 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "Hot chocolate and cuddles? Kisses?"

Day 23 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "I'll never give up on you."

Day 24 - Manjiro "Mikey" Sano || "You're too good to me."

Day 25 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "I got you."

Day 26 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || I just wanted to impress you."

Day 27 - Chifuyu Matsuno || "Could you sing to me?"

Day 28 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "Will you join me, love?"

Day 29 - Ken "Draken" Ryuguji || "You're my everything."

Day 30 - Keisuke Baji || "Kiss me again."

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drakendaydreams · 2 years

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A/N: And we've made it almost to the end of the second week of this shit. Draken's about to remind you that you only speak what he gives you permission to speak. 😤 If you want to be added to the taglist for Kinktober then send me an ask or DM. Age must be in bio or easily found to be added to the taglist.

Character: Ken "Draken" Ryuguji (x fem!Reader)

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, 18+ content, speech restriction, degradation, dirty talk, spanking, dom/sub dynamic, offensive language (swearing), alcohol consumption, minors dni

Word Count: 1.8k

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Draken’s gruff voice filled your ear as he gripped your hand, you were about to head inside for the next Toman party and he had been planning this little “surprise” that he had for you for what felt like forever. “Now listen to me, babe. There’s something I wanna try tonight, something we’ve never done before, something that you might not be too keen about at first.” He pushed you toward the wall of the building, not caring about the people that were passing by you to make their way into the party. He figured that they’d just think the two of you were drunk already. Draken tapped your lips with his finger and smirked. “I don’t wanna hear a single word fall from these angelic little lips tonight unless it some sort of praise about me, got it?”

You almost wanted to test him and tell him that would never happen, the brat inside of you starting to come forward before he even had a chance to finish his sentence. The only thing that stopped you from doing it was the look in his eyes. The look of fire, the look that he wore when he was in the mood, the look that told you that he was going to give you one of the best nights of your life. You nodded, giving him the one thing that you knew that he was looking for when he gave you an order. “Yes, daddy. I understand.”

Draken pulled you away from the building and wrapped his arm around your shoulders, ready to show off his trophy wife to everyone in the room as he always loved to do. His grip was protective as they made their way through the slew of drunk Toman members. Draken knew these men, knew them better than most people, they didn’t like to stay away from what wasn’t theirs. Draken was one of the only members that wasn’t constantly drinking himself into a stupor. Draken kissed the side of your head softly and nodded toward a few of the people that were standing around. A group of the Toman ladies were all sipping on drinks together, ones that you spent so much time with already.

Draken raised his eyebrows at your hesitation to walk over. Could you really do this? Could you really manage to speak in only praises for him? This was going to make everything that you did tonight so much harder. But he was your dom… you knew listening to him would not only keep him happy but give him something to praise you for later while he showed you just how much he loved you.

“What’s the matter, baby love?” His voice was teasing as he eyed the group again. “They’re looking right at you. I think they might want to talk to you.” Draken took his arm from your shoulder and gave your lower back a small nudge toward them. “Don’t forget that I’ll be listening to every little thing that you do. I’ll never be far enough away to not hear you. Praise your daddy unless you want to be punished.”

You nodded quickly, giving him a small, weak smile. “Yes, sir.” You could do this. It couldn't be that hard right? You could totally handle this. You approached and listened to them, starting a conversation when they finished the one they had been in made you realize just how hard this was going to be.

The passing hours felt like torture as you noticed that you were repeating things over and over again, your friends looking at you like you had six heads. Great, everyone was going to think that you were absolutely insane now. Thank you for that Kenny. The relief that washed over you when you finally noticed the familiar musky scent appear next to you with a deep, rough voice accompanying it was like no other. You loved your friends, but you just couldn’t keep this act up much longer.

“Good evening, ladies. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but I’m going to have to steal your little friend over here.” He gave them all a smile and placed a hand protectively on the back of your neck, a shiver running down your spine. You knew that there was something else to that grip as his fingers dug into your skin, something that no one else in the area would realize.

You gave them a small wave as you followed him, not wanting to risk pissing him off in any way as you sensed the urgency in his voice.

Draken was falling apart, watching you be such a good girl for him was bringing him to his knees. He was going to lose it before you even got outside of the building. He wouldn’t make it.

The path you were on that was once heading for the front door changed, his grip turning you toward the conference room where Toman had all their privates meeting. You watched him lock eyes with Mikey for a mere moment, a small nod between the two of them telling Mikey to make sure that no one tried to get into the room.

Draken pushed you through the door and closed it behind him, his tongue running around his lips as he looked back at you. “Damn baby girl. You really know how to make a man happy now don’t you? You really listened to every word I said back there.” He chuckled and placed his hand lovingly on the back of your head. “Now that deserves a reward, but there’s a catch. You gotta keep this pretty little act up.”

You swallowed hard, ready to plead with him. You couldn’t take this anymore, it was killing you. “But Kenny-”

Draken shushed you adoringly and wrapped his arms around you, running his hands down the backs of your legs as he lifted you from the floor. “Aht, aht, I only wanna hear praises coming from you. Don’t you dare do anything else.”

You felt your skirt ride up as you were placed on the long table, the cool touch of the wood on your exposed skin making a shiver run up your spine. His body moved closer to yours in an instant, his hands gripping your waist as he pressed his lips to your own. His large hands tightened around you and he pushed you down to the table, a small whine filling his ears as he pushed your thighs apart. “Fuck, Kenny. Please. I need you. Need to feel you.”

He slapped the inside of your thighs lightly and growled. “You need me, huh? Need me real bad? And what do you love about daddy, huh?”

You whimpered as his fingers wound into your panties, a ripping sound filling the room as you felt the fabric let loose. Draken wasted no time before he plunged his fingers into your core, knowing that the second that he did you’d be ready for him. He could read it all over your face, you were desperate for his touch. His digits curled perfectly against your silky walls as your hips moved against his hand. “Shit,” You tried to keep yourself together as you spoke to him, tried to keep yourself from falling apart so quickly. “Love the way you make me feel so good.” You whined for him, chasing your high as you praised him over and over. “Make me feel on top of the world.”

Draken pulled his hand away as your walls clenched, leaving them clenching around nothing with a dark chuckle. “Now, now, how about we get to the good stuff, yeah?” You heard his belt come undone as he leaned towered over you menacingly. “You’re gonna be reminded that your daddy is the one that’s going to always make you feel good.”

He pushed his jeans down his legs and freed his cock, stroking slowly as he leaned toward you. Draken rubbed his tip against your folds, watching your hips push toward him as you grew desperate for his touch. “P-Please, sir. I need more. Shit-”

Draken finally gave in, your pleads like music to his ears as he snapped his hips into yours. He kept his pace quick and stable, watching every little movement and every little face that you made as his cock bottomed out inside your walls. Every thrust of his hips sent his cock over that one particular spot that had you crying out underneath him. You sang his praise over and over, your hands digging into his lower back as you pushed his shirt up and left welts on his skin. “That’s my good girl. Just like that. Go ahead and leave those marks for all the others to see. Take what’s yours.”

“S-So good, daddy.” Your walls were closing around him fast as you rocked your hips against his, matching his movements as you gripped the edge of the table. Draken stood up straight and rest his hands on your thighs, watching as he buried his cock into your greedy cunt, watching as your slick seeped out around his shaft.

“Such a pretty fucking sight, now go ahead and let go for me baby girl. I know that you want to. I can feel it. Show daddy how good he makes you feel.” Draken’s hand appeared between your legs, his thumb now rubbing vigorously on your throbbing clit. The extra stimulation sent you over the edge, your cunt quivering around his cock as you did as he said and let your orgasm take over your body.

A loud grunt left Draken’s chest as you suffocated his length, his hips slowed to a near crawl as he stuttered against you, spilling himself out inside your core. “Fucking christ-” His body leaned over yours on the table as he held onto you, kissing the side of your head. “I couldn’t ask for a better baby. So god damned perfect for me.”

Your cheeks warmed at his words and he rest his forehead against your own. “K-Kenny, I cant-”

Draken shushed you, knowing that you were completely overwhelmed at the moment. “Don’t say anything, baby. I know. I love you too.”

He stood up and pulled his jeans back up, taking your torn panties and balling them up to put in his pocket. Draken helped you sit up and turned around, holding his arms out for you to climb onto his back. “I know damn well you’re not walking out of here right now so I’ll carry you.” As you climbed onto his back he made his way toward the door, letting you resituate your skirt before he opened it fully and brought the two of you into the open. ��I think it’s time that we made our way home and continued this from there. What do you say, pretty girl?”

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drakendaydreams · 2 years

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A/N: We're almost a week in and we're gonna have a little fun messing with Kenny today. What better way to mess with him than by making him beg and plead for us? 😜 If you want to be added to the taglist for Kinktober then send me an ask or DM. Age must be in bio or easily found to be added to the taglist.

Character: Ken "Draken" Ryuguji ( x fem!Reader)

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, 18+ content, pwp, male submission, dom/sub, dominating reader, teasing, pet names (baby girl, sweetheart, baby, doll, my love, good boy), scratching, gentle slapping, brat taming, biting, offensive language (swearing), dirty talk, minors dni

Word Count: 1.4k

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Your hips straddled his, a tight squeeze between them as you raked your nails down his chest. Small, white marks followed where your nails had just been. Draken’s large hands gripped onto your hips, tugging at them playfully. “What’s the matter, sweetheart?” He rubbed his palms over your skin and hummed contently. “I think someone’s looking for something. Just by the way your thighs are clutching my sides it tells me that.”

You did something that he hadn’t expected, you placed your hand over his lips and shushed him. “Stop talking, usually you’re the one that gets all the fun, but today that’s gonna be me.”

You could feel the anger seeping from him. You were gonna tell him what to do? Ken Ryuguji? Draken was not one to take kindly to someone else trying to be dominant over him. It didn’t matter what the situation was, Draken was always the one that wanted to be in control.

Draken opened his mouth to speak again, but the feeling of your hand against his cheek made him stop and his eyes widened even more. The vein in his forehead popped out as he grit his teeth, a snarl sounding. “Did you just-” Another slap hit him, was this real?

You leaned closer to him, your lips just barely touching his. “Didn’t I tell you to be quiet, Kenny boy?” You rolled your hips over his lap, feeling the bulge from his boxers pressing against your heat. “Mmmm, feels like the one needing something might be you.”

Draken calmed a little, a little tinge of anger still evident in his voice as he grabbed for your neck. You were quick, your fingers tangling with his almost instantly. The feeling of your hand in his made him stop, letting you pull it down to the mattress as you pinned it behind his head. His voice was strangled as you reached for his free hand and pulled it next to the other. “Are you sure you wanna do this? Think you’ve got the ability to handle a bratty man like me.” His chuckle sent a shiver down your spine, but you held your ground. “Because I don’t plan on making this easy on you.”

You nipped at his earlobe, tugging gently. A groan escaped his lips as he pushed his head back into the pillows. You almost had him where you wanted him. Draken wouldn’t fight for much longer. “It doesn’t matter if you make it easy on me or not, Kenny. I know every little thing about you.” You kissed a trail down his chest, inciting more groans from him.

“Fuuuuuuck,” The word drew out on his tongue as your hips ground against him again, his cock twitching against his boxers. “Don’t do me like this baby. I know you’re about to lose it as much as I am.”

You let a devilish chuckle leave your lips as you licked your lips, leaning toward his large frame. You were completely under control, Draken was always one to underestimate just how much control you could have over yourself. It was easy for him to make you fall apart, but when you were the one that had the upper hand it was the last thing that you were worried about. “I don’t think I have anything to worry about.” You reached a hand down and squeezed his thigh, looking back up at him when you felt him tense.

“What’s the matter, Kenny?” Your smirk was all it took to make him finally lose it, he needed more, wanted everything that you had to offer him. Draken’s hands grabbed your hips and pulled you over him, the sudden feeling of pleasure almost making you falter for him. “Is my big tough guy realizing that he’s putty in my hands?”

A soft and breathless moan filled your ears as your hips continued to drag over his lap, the friction of your wet underwear soaking his bulge causing him to let more and more sounds out for you. This was when you knew that you had him, the only time that Draken would even remotely show this side of himself.

Draken gripped harder, his fingers on the verge of leaving bruises on your hips as he spoke. The small pleads that were starting to fall from him got louder and needier as time passed. “Come on baby, p-please. Shit. Don’t tease me. Come on.”

A menacing chuckle filled his ear as you kissed his jawline. “You want a little something baby? Wanna see how good I can make you feel?”

A loud and seething groan left him as he finally gave in completely, his head pushing back into the pillows. “Y-yes, fuck. Please, doll.” You lifted your hips from him, his hands relaxing as you hovered over him. You pushed the front of his boxers down and freed his cock, watching it stand for you as you wrapped your hand around it. You stroked it once and watched as his hips bucked up to match your movement, a growl audible when you didn’t move again.

You licked your lips and kept your hand there, the look in his eyes giving you a rush of adrenaline. The pure need and desire behind the sounds sends a rush of happiness through you. “You want more then you’re gonna have to beg me for it. The big, bad Draken is gonna have to do better than that.”

Draken was now too filled with desperation to even care about that tough-guy attitude. You had broken him. He was ready to do anything and everything that you said just to feel the way your walls engulfed his cock. “Baby, please. I’ll give you anything that you want, do whatever you want. Just please… please fuck me.”

The tone of his voice gave you the green light as you hovered over him, lining his cock up with your entrance. You dropped your hips slowly, letting just his tip slide into your cunt, giving him just a small taste. His hips slowly pushed up, changing his mind halfway, not willing to risk you not wanting to continue.

As he changed his mind you smirked, taking it as a sign that he had completely given in. You were now the one in control, you were now the one that had to ability to do whatever you wanted. You lowered yourself completely onto him, a small whine falling from you as his hands gripped your waist. Out of habit, Draken pushed his hips up, pulling your hips with him to get his girth as far into you as he could.

You placed a hand on his chest and shook your head, stopping him in his tracks. “Now don’t you dare get ahead of yourself, my love. It’s my turn now.” A loud moan pushed from him as you moved your hips, his hands resting there as you set a steady pace over him. Every whimper and mewl that filled his ears made his cock twitch inside your walls.

You could feel the coil in your abdomen tightening already, his thick cock hitting every spot perfectly. Draken’s moans grew deeper and raspier with every move of your hips. You could barely contain yourself as you slowed your pace, letting him revel at the moment, knowing he was close to his high by the look on his face. Every new face made the euphoria flood through you even more.

Before you even had a warning his hips bucked, emptying himself out inside of you as your cunt milked his cock. You leaned down and pressed soft kisses to his jawline, smiling deviously. “That’s my good boy. Just wanted to give me everything that I wanted, huh?”

Draken nodded slowly as you continued to ride him, bliss from his high still flooding him as your cunt clenched down on him. Your climax ripped through you, spews of curses followed by his name leaving your lips as you rode out your high. Every sense heightened as you buried your head in his neck.

Draken wrapped his arms around you as your body collapsed against his own, keeping you as close to him as he could. “You think you’re slick with this whole thing, don’t you? Think that you can be the one in charge every time now?” A small, evil laugh sounded around you as his strong arms kept a hold on you. “Looks like it’s gonna be my turn to take it out on you next time.” You caught a small wink as you looked up at him. “I hope you’re prepared, baby girl.”

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