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megu-nya · 5 months

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I’M GETTING WAY TOO DEEP, I’M FUCKING INTO IT

anonymous requested: ness sharing his girlfriend with kaiser

୨୧ featuring: alexis ness + michael kaiser x fem reader

ଘ cw: smut, spanking, edging, pet names, oral sex (m receiving), nipple play, fingering, choking, praise kink, degradation kink, brat taming, rough sex, double penetration, multiple orgasms, breeding kink, creampie, dumbification

୨୧ synopsis: a recipe for complete obliteration

ଘ wc: 1.8k

It had been a while since you and Ness started dating. You regularly attended all of his games and sometimes even followed along to his games abroad if you had the time. The team loved you and Ness never lost a chance to show you off, always trying not to blush whenever someone praised you in front of him, because goodness gracious he was just so proud of you.

There was, of course, but a tiny little thorn by your side, namely Michael Kaiser. You had started on the wrong foot. The emperor was stunned to find out that from all the members he was your least favourite. “Preposterous!” was what he had yelled in your face. And oh shit went down when you started dating his most loyal servant. The two of you oftenly bickered about Ness, acting like spoiled children. Kaiser felt insulted every time you called him out for treating your pookie bear poorly. The more you vexed him, the more his desire to put you in your place once and for all grew stronger.

And in all this chaos, poor little Ness couldn’t decide whose side to take. He had never minded the way Kaiser treated him. He revered him in all his brilliance. But Ness had to admit that he felt really touched when you defended him against the emperor’s cruelty. He blushed and even cried, which made you drop the argument with shitty Kaiser to hug your baby. And as much as Ness loved you, he couldn’t help but constantly think about one thing whenever you and Kaiser bickered; him fucking you into submission. It was his guilty dark thought that he didn’t utter out loud. But oh boy was he always thinking about it.

Ness had just returned from a trip abroad and you were so excited to see him after a week that seemed like eternity. You had told him that you wouldn’t be able to come see him at the airport, because you needed to take care of some things. However, that was only an excuse. In reality, you had prepared a perfect erotic atmosphere in the house to welcome him. You had worn his favourite lingerie set and had just finished putting on some lip gloss, when you heard his keys on the front door.

You rushed to the door to greet him and to your surprise he wasn’t alone. Your expression turned sour and slightly irritated as you crossed your arms to your chest at the sight of Kaiser. Kaiser who had constantly nagged Ness to tag along because he had missed his “cute little feral kitty”, as he liked to call you. In reality though, Kaiser had an inkling that you’d pull something like this off, having eavesdropped on all your lewd conversations with Ness during this past week and he just wanted to see exactly this murderous expression of yours.

What Kaiser hadn’t anticipated was his cock to harden the moment he laid his eyes on your mostly exposed body in that slutty lingerie. As you complained to Ness about him being here, Kaiser couldn’t help but take in all of your beauty that was usually reserved for your boyfriend’s eyes only. Ness nervously laughed, trying to calm you down, kissing your lips to shut your little mouth. You couldn’t help but melt in his kiss, too touch-starved from his one-week absence, a soft moan escaping your lips.

“Who would have thought that a pretty girl like you would have such a foul mouth?” Kaiser whispered in your ear.

His low voice startled you, making your body tremble as his hands caressed your body and his lips kissed your neck. You tried to push him off of you, only for Ness to grab your arms, slowly breaking away from your kiss. “Ness?” you expressed confused, your voice barely audible over your heavy breathing, before you moaned, as Kaiser sucked on your soft skin. You could see it in your boyfriend’s eyes, feel it in his gentler touch compared to the emperor’s rougher one; they had tricked you.

Were you going to complain though? You could, you could and yet… You didn’t. For some reason you couldn’t explain at the time, you felt extremely aroused by this turn of events. Kaiser shamelessly groped your breasts, making you gasp. In a swift move, he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, slapping your ass with a devilish grin as he followed behind Ness who headed to your bedroom.

Kaiser threw you on the bed and before you could even process the situation, he was all over you, pinning you down on the mattress with his weight. His lips crushed yours, his hands roaming all over your body, exploring every inch of you. He kissed your jawline, before starting to work on his next mark on your neck, whilst his fingers expertly freed your titties from their confines. You moaned and ground yourself against him, as he pinched your nipples. “I didn’t know you made such cute sounds as well,” he mocked.

And that mocking tone of his irritated you. Suddenly, you changed your position, having him now lie underneath you, as you sat on top of his clothed crotch that begged to be inside you. “Cocky bastard, know your place,” you hissed. You stood up, ready to go and fall in your boyfriend’s arms, only for Kaiser to grab your waist and have you sit on his lap. It mattered not how much you resisted, for his arms had wrapped around you like vices, keeping you in place.

Kaiser removed your panties, his fingers rubbing teasingly your wet folds, as he cupped your breast with his other hand. Your head fell back on his shoulder, a low moan escaping your lips as he started teasing your clit. “Look at him.” He nodded toward Ness who was sitting on an armchair few metres from the bed. Your eyes widened seeing him already jerking himself off at the sight of the emperor having his way with you. “Do you wish to deny him the pleasure of watching you get ruined by me?” he cockily continued.

His fingers dived in your tight pussy, curling up to hit that sweet spot that had your legs tremble. Ness’ hand matched the rhythm of Kaiser’s fingers fucking you, the lewd sounds of your wet core echoing in the rather quiet room, albeit yours and Ness’ moans and groans. Between the two of you, Ness was the first to cum, his seed falling onto his stomach as he moaned your name. It made your cunt clench around Kaiser’s fingers. He could feel that you were close. Yet he wasn’t going to allow you pleasure so easily.

“Ness, come here,” the emperor ordered, pulling his fingers out of you, earning a whimpering complaint.

Kaiser lifted you up, as he instructed Ness to sit on the edge of the bed. He then bent you over, your face almost hitting with Ness’ hardened cock that craved your attention. Looking up at your boyfriend, he looked down at you with pleading eyes, whimpering for you to take him in your mouth. You kissed his lips, before leaving a trail of kisses on your way down. You stroked his sensitive cock a few times, peppering his tip with kisses, then finally stopped torturing him and wrapped your lips around his shaft, earning a guttural moan from him.

As you sucked your boyfriend’s brains out, Kaiser rubbed his cock on your dripping folds, coating it in your arousal, before slowly pushing himself inside till he bottomed out. You gasped, your body jolting at the sensation, while he let out a moanful groan. Holding tightly onto your hips, Kaiser started thrusting in your pussy, relishing the tight grip it had on his cock. “Isn’t she so cute, Ness?” he asked arrogantly.

“Yes hng—” Ness moaned. “Fuck, you’re so pretty, darling,” he praised.

“Yes,” Kaiser cooed, slapping your ass. “A pretty little whore.”

Ness gathered your hair in a nice ponytail, gently forcing your head down his cock, moaning at his second impending orgasm. Kaiser’s grip on your hips was bruisingly tight, but he didn’t care. He was too preoccupied chasing after his own orgasm to mind if he was marking your body. In fact, it turned him on to mark you in front of your boyfriend, having both you and Ness remember this night every time you looked at those marks.

Simultaneously, both Kaiser and Ness cummed, filling your cunt and your mouth with their seeds. As the former pulled out, the latter cupped your cheeks and kissed your lips, pulling you on top of him as he fell back on the bed. “Ness,” you complained. “I wanna cum,” you whined frustrated. Of course, you had understood that Kaiser was edging you on purpose. The cocky little bastard wanted to get back at you for all the times you had riled him up.

The devilish emperor wrapped his tattooed hand around your neck, choking you, as he pulled you up, your back slamming on his chest. “Aren’t you asking the wrong person, kitten?” he cooed in your ear.

And yet before you could hit him with one of your usual snarky remarks, your lips parted to moan, as Ness slid his cock in your pulsing pussy. “Don’t be mean to her, Kaiser,” he said, yet the smirk on his face told you he was only joking. Ness pulled you back down on top of him, burying his face in your titties, worshipping them with his lips, as he slowly thrust inside.

“Well, I suppose I’ll have plenty of chances to tame this little kitty.” Kaiser grinned evilly. Stroking his cock a few times, he slowly pushed himself in your cunt, his cock brushing against Ness, making you feel overwhelmed by the slightly painful stretch. The emperor felt a little sympathy for you, allowing you some time to get used to both of them in your pussy, before he started thrusting in sync with Ness.

You moaned at their double assault, your mind getting lost in a drunk daze of its own, writhing in pleasure between the two of them. You moaned their names, feeling their cocks get harder inside you. Their thrusts became more erratic the closer they got to their orgasms. Your own was close as well and you begged that they would allow the ecstasy seize control of your body. And when your orgasm came crashing down on you like a tidal wave, your body convulsed in their hands, your arousal creaming all over their cocks, before they followed you to the heavens.

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megu-nya · 7 months

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WELL, TELL ME YOUR CONFESSIONS, BABY, WHAT’S THE WORST?

୨୧ featuring: shidou ryusei, itoshi sae, alexis ness, michael kaiser x fem reader

ଘ cw: smut, public sex, shower sex, handcuffs, somnophilia, ice play, pet names, fingering, edging, oral sex, nipple play, choking, praise kink, degradation kink, intimate sex, rough sex, breeding kink, creampie

୨୧ synopsis: if you wanted that, you should have asked, love

ଘ wc: 4.8k

ʚ SHIDOU RYUSEI ɞ

“Hey, sweets, have you seen—” Shidou stopped and took a good look at you. “You okay?”

“You scared me!” you replied, clenching the notebook you were writing in a moment ago to your chest.

Shidou looked at you with eyes filled with suspicion. “What is that?”

“Nothing,” you were quick to reply. “What did you want to ask me?” you changed the topic.

“Nah, forget about that. I’m curious about this,” he said, pointing at the notebook. “Is it your diary?”

“What about it?”

“I want to read it!” Shidou enthusiastically approached you. “I’m curious what you’ve written there.”

“You can’t!”

“Oh, come on, sweets!”

Shidou tried to take the notebook from you, but you refused to give it to him. The more you denied him access to your inner thoughts, the more his interest was piqued. With a swift move, he managed to snatch it from your hands, holding it up so that you were unable to reach it. He started reading your latest entry, as you tried in vain to get the notebook back from him.

And goodness Shidou hit the jackpot. He closed it and gave it back to you without any comment, but a smirk on his lips. He ruffled your hair and slapped your ass playfully as he passed by you. You could only stare at him confused, unbeknown to what he had read.

A couple of days passed by. Today was a special day, as Shidou had a football match. Having won the match had definitely helped to keep him in high spirits. He was sitting on a bench in the locker rooms, towel over his head, downing water. His upper body fell forward, arms resting to his knees, as he tried to regulate his breath.

“Congratulations!” you exclaimed happily, wrapping your arms around his neck.

Shidou smirked. He stood up and caught your hand, taking you with him to the showers, where the rest of his team was as well. He quickly pushed you into an empty shower stall, shutting the door behind him. Your back hit the wall, as Shidou trapped you there in-between his arms. He reached for the valve, turning the water on, watching it fall all over your bodies and drench your clothes.

“W-What are you doing?” you asked him confused and shocked.

Shidou leant closer, his lips crashing yours. One hand wrapped around your waist, slamming your body on his, whilst the other remained holding the wall. He left your lips, kissing your jaw, then your neck, smirking at how your body squirmed underneath him.

“S-Stop…” You tried to push him away. “The others—”

“Hmmm? You want me to stop?” he asked, raising his head to meet your eyes, his devilish smirk plastered all over his lips. “But you were the one who said you wanted to have sex in public once.”

“W-What?!” you squealed.

Almost immediately, he kissed you again to shut you up.

“Did anybody hear that?” a player asked.

“Mmm I don’t know, I didn’t hear anything,” another replied.

“Oi, Shidou, you in there, right? Was that you?” a third inquired.

“Nah, I don’t know what you, guys, are talking about,” Shidou laughed.

He was looking at you with his mischievous eyes, hand over your mouth to prevent you from making another sound that would raise the suspicion of his teammates. He leant over your ear, his hot breath coming in complete contrast to the slightly cold water of the shower.

“Oh, sweets, you better keep your voice down,” he whispered. “Unless of course you wish to get us caught.”

He slowly removed his hand from your mouth, yet his eyes remained locked with yours.

“When did I say I wanted to have sex in public?” you questioned in a whispery voice.

Shidou choked a small laugh. His hands started roaming your wet body, lifting up your skirt and rubbing your clothed folds. Your hand automatically covered your mouth, afraid that you wouldn’t be able to hold back your moans from his touch.

“Oh really?” he questioned, kissing down your neck. “Then what was that little dirty scenario you wrote in your diary the other day, hmm?”

“I-I…” Your eyes shut, as you bit your lip, your hands grabbing onto his arms.

“Do you really want me to stop?” He licked the hickey he had just finished creating on your neck, before leaning to your ear once more. “Because I know I don’t.”

You wrapped your hands around his neck, holding him in position. You buried your face in the crook of his neck, breathing on his skin and taking in his sweaty scent. If only you could see how Shidou was fighting his own urges that ordered him to take you right then and there and ruin you.

“Don’t stop…” you murmured, your voice barely audible.

He didn’t need to see your face to know how blushed you must have been at the moment. He knew you all too well, after all. He slid your panties to the side, rubbing your bare cunt and coating his fingers with your slick, before pushing two inside. Shidou felt your body tense against his, your hands fisting his jersey. And fuck he couldn’t hold back a low groan as you bit his neck in an attempt to muffle your own moans.

He was growing rather impatient. If he were honest, ever since he read in your diary how you wanted him to fuck you in a public place, he just couldn’t stop thinking about it. It was truly a miracle how he managed to maintain his composure throughout the game tonight. And when you came to meet him in the locker rooms, Shidou took it as a sign to entertain your little fantasy. And here you are now.

He removed his fingers and hooked your one leg around his waist. His cock thrusted in your tight walls, being welcomed by your warmth. He remained deeply buried in your folds for a moment, both of you choking back your moans. He could faintly hear the other players leaving the showers, which greatly pleased him. Shidou started thrusting in your pussy in his usual ferocious tempo, not caring if one or two of his teammates were still there.

“You feel so good, sweets,” he groaned. “So fucking good,” he added with a powerful thrust that had your whole body tremble. “If only I could hear your sweet moans as well.” With a swift pull of your hair, you found yourself being pulled out of his neck, his figure towering over you. You barely managed to conceal your scream from his relentless pounding in your cunt. You bit your lip, feeling his teeth sinking in your neck to bite your tender flesh. “Come on, sweets. Moan for me. I know you want to,” Shidou teased. “Or do you not want all of them to hear how much of a slut you are, wanting to be fucked in public?”

He had one hand on your waist and the other holding onto your leg, keeping you steady, as his cock ravaged your tight walls. The sound of the shower wasn’t enough now to hide the sound of your bodies slapping against each other. Shidou looked down at you, drinking your little whimpers as if parched. He slapped your ass, feeling your body jolt. No, he was past the point of caring if you were caught. This was so exciting, fucking you while in danger of being caught. It got the adrenaline coursing through his veins like crazy.

“Fuck… Fuck… Fuck…” you moaned. You tried your best to keep quiet. And yet, the way he reached deep inside you, stretching your pussy just the way that had you wanting to scream his name and cream on his cock was too much for you to bear. If you were to get caught by his teammates, then so be it. Because right now, Shidou was all over you, holding your spasming body, as you moaned his name, reaching your orgasm. And all you could think about was “More… Please…”

“Not so shy now, are we, sweets?”

ʚ ITOSHI SAE ɞ

“Um… Sae? I think we mixed up our organisers…”

“Yeah. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to have matching organisers.” He laughed from the other side of the line.

Sae was currently abroad. He had a football match coming up and a couple other jobs his manager had planned for him. Which were all meticulously written down in his organiser that was currently in your hands. Well, it wasn’t a big deal, since his manager had a copy of everything he needed to do. But the problem lied with your organiser which was in Sae’s possession at the moment.

“You didn’t read a lot in it, did you?” you asked.

“No, I didn’t,” he replied nonchalantly. “I just went through the first page and noticed your letters and realised I had accidentally taken your organiser. I was about to call you, when you called me first.”

“Oh, I see.” You sighed relieved. “Don’t read it, okay?”

“Why?” Sae teasingly asked. “Is something I shouldn’t know about written there?”

“No, I—” you groaned. “Yes, so please, don’t read it.”

“Okay, okay, baby, I won’t.”

Informing you that his manager was calling for him, he hung up. His eyes fell on the open organiser, reading briefly the latest entry you had written, the first page he had read, thinking it was his itinerary for the trip. Sae couldn’t help but chuckle, looking forward to returning to you. Hiding the organiser in his suitcase, he spiritlessly followed his manager.

The days passed quickly, thankfully for Sae. When he came back from his trip, he returned your organiser to you, reassuring you for the 100th time that he hadn’t peeked inside it once, except for when he opened it the first time, before realising the mixing up. His indifference to your constant asking made you distrustful, but you brushed it off as Sae just respecting your wish.

“Fuck, I’ve missed you…” he groaned, kissing your lips.

Sae couldn’t stop thinking about the little entry in your organiser. It was torturing him the whole time he was away. And now he was desperate to try it out. He lifted you in his arms, wrapping your legs around his torso, as he carried you to the bedroom. He lay you down, hovering over your body, which he was in a hurry to undress. His tongue and lips worshipped your bare beauty, relishing your soft moans and heavy breathing.

Your eyes widened, noticing him holding a pair of handcuffs in front of your eyes. “W-What… Sae, you liar! You read it, didn’t you?”

“Woah woah, don’t get so worked up, stop punching me!” He laughed, catching your hands. “I’m the victim here. I opened what I thought was my organiser to check my itinerary only to be met by your dirty little thoughts. Can you imagine how turned on I was reading that,” he asked, kissing your neck, “and how I wanted to fuck you right then and there?”

His lips were burning you like warm wax everywhere he touched you. And you found yourself slowly losing control of your body, responding to him. Staying mad at him seemed nearly impossible, even if it wasn’t actually his fault and it was a mere misunderstanding.

“So, would you like to continue? Or should I stop?”

You stole a moment to look into his eyes. It was clear that he was beyond aroused by now. And so were you. Feeling your cheeks blushing, you showed him your wrists, indicating for him to put the handcuffs on. Sae cuffed your wrists and kissed your lips again. You tugged on his shirt, asking him to take it off and he removed it the next minute. Sat on his lap, naked and feeling so perfect in his arms, you couldn’t help but grind against his clothed crotch.

Sae smirked, as he slowly set you on the floor. He helped you unbuckle his belt, taking his pants off along with his boxers. He comfortably sat on the edge of the bed, watching you get to work. Your cuffed hands wrapped around his shaft, stroking him, as you peppered the tip with small kisses. His groans urged you to hurry and take him in your mouth, feeling how his body tensed with impatience. Your lips engulfed his cock in a warm and wet hug, having Sae throw his head back and a low moan escaping his lips.

His right hand found its way to your hair, caressing it softly. “Mmmm… Yes, baby…” he moaned. You were getting restless, pressing your thighs tightly together and trying to ignore the pulsing of your needy pussy. Sae could only chuckle at your whiny moans, muffled by his cock that occupied your mouth. The next moment, he let out a guttural moan, reaching his orgasm, pleasure overtaking his whole body for a few seconds.

Lifting you up again, he lay you on your back on the bed. Spreading your legs, he smirked seeing the dripping mess you had made. He thrusted two fingers inside your wet cunt, drawing out a couple moans from you with just that simple action. Sae placed your legs on his shoulders and aligned his throbbing cock with your hole.

He thrusted inside you suddenly, almost forcing the air out of your body. He was holding onto your cuffed wrists, slamming your body against his. Sae would almost entirely pull out, leaving the tip to rest in your pussy for a couple seconds, before thrusting back in. Your moans were sweet music to his ears. “Sae… F-Faster… Faster please…” you whimpered, feeling restless by his rather slow tempo.

Sae flipped you on your stomach, lifting your ass in the air, before picking up his pace. Your cuffed hands clenched the bed sheets, as moan after moan escaped your lips. His grip on your waist was tight, holding you in just the perfect position for him to penetrate you deeply. “Fuck… I ngh— I’m gonna cum…!” you moaned, curving a smirk on his face.

“Me too, baby. Fuck—.” Sae felt you convulsing around his throbbing cock, creaming him with your arousal. He fucked you through your orgasm, hearing you moan his name over and over again. With one last thrust, he sheathed himself in your depths, his body collapsing over yours and his arms wrapping around your body, as he spilled his hot seed in your pussy.

ʚ ALEXIS NESS ɞ

“Where did I put them?” Ness mumbled to himself, as he entered the bedroom.

He had been searching for his football gloves throughout the house. He had searched everywhere, yet he couldn’t find them anywhere. He noticed them laying on top of his side table and sighed. As he picked them up, his eyes fixed on your open diary that laid atop the bed. And you were nowhere near it. Ness fought against the urge of taking a sneak peek inside. But ultimately, he lost.

“Ness?” you called for him.

In a panic, Ness hid the diary behind his back and smiled as he saw you coming inside. What he didn’t know though was that his cheeks were blushed. And there was no way you could have missed that rosy dust all over his face.

“Did you need something, darling?” he asked, trying to play it cool.

“I just— Wait, where’s my diary?” You looked around, only to observe the way Ness’ body stiffened at the mention of your diary. “Ness?”

“Yes?”

“What are you hiding behind your back?”

“Oh, nothing.” He laughed, bringing one hand to the front. “Just my gloves.”

“Hmmm…” You didn’t believe a word he said, as you took a couple steps closer to him, trying to catch a glimpse of the other item he was hiding. “Ness.”

“Okay, fine, here.” He gave it back to you, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

You took the diary from his hands, your cheeks suddenly burning hot. There’s no way Ness read it, you thought. Right? You turned around to leave, when Ness wrapped his arms around your body, keeping you where you were. He rested his head on your shoulder for a moment, before you felt his breath tickling your ear.

“You know… You could have just asked and I would have made all those fantasies you’ve written in your diary come true…” he whispered. “Because I’m sure there are more than the one I read.”

You wanted to start scolding him for reading your diary. Even if you had left your diary sitting on the bed, open for anyone to read, he still shouldn’t have read it. But you were glad he did. In fact, that’s why you had left it there. Because you were kind of shy to ask him about what you had written down.

“So? Should I do it or not?” Ness asked, kissing your cheek. “The choice is yours, darling.”

“Please do it…”

He smiled, giving you another kiss and nuzzling your hair. He waved at you as he left for practice, leaving you all alone. A blushing mess with a raging heartbeat and a heavy breath, body burning up, almost melting your skin and legs already shaking in excitement.

Ness was the first one to wake up the next morning. He looked at you, basking in your morning glow, face illuminated by the sun, your body relaxed and warm and… Vulnerable. He kissed your forehead, then peppered your whole face with kisses. He had thought about it if he were honest; waking you up by worshipping your body. Yet he couldn’t hide his blushing from excitement when he read it in your diary.

His hands tugged at the hem of your shirt, pulling it up and revealing your bare chest. His eyes were glued to your face, as his hands cupped your breasts, massaging them softly, pinching slightly your nipples. He took one in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and watching you moan softly in your sleep, your body responding automatically to his touch, even in your deep slumber.

Kissing your body, Ness made his way down, his fingers hooking up on the waistband of your shorts and pulling them down and off your ankles, along with your panties. He ran his fingers on your soft skin, paying close attention to every short breath that escaped your lips, every little movement of your body. “God, you’re so beautiful, darling.” Spreading your legs, he kissed your inner thighs, moving closer to your core.

A low moan escaped your lips, as Ness licked a fat stride on your folds, repeating the action a couple times, before focusing his attention on your clit. His left arm was wrapped around your right leg, holding it in place over his shoulder, whilst his right one was outstretched, caressing your body up to your chest, giving a soft squeeze to your tit. He noticed your eyes flickering, signalling him that you were starting to slowly wake up.

His slender fingers thrusted slowly in your wet cunt, curling up to hit that spot that made you squirm underneath him every time. Ness couldn’t help the smirk that curled up his lips, seeing how you reacted to him. He could feel that you were closer. Your pussy had tightened oh so perfectly around his fingers.

And yet Ness was well aware that this wasn’t nearly enough of a good morning for his goddess. You whined, subconsciously, feeling him pulling away when you were so so so close to release. Your lips parted, your eyelids opened slightly and you moaned his name, as he slowly dived into your drenched hole.

“Good morning, darling~” Ness murmured in your lips, before kissing you, his fingers locking with yours.

You looked at him in a daze, slumber still holding a tight grip on your eyelids, as they were half-open, fighting not to close. And he could only stare at you, utterly bewitched by your adorable expression. His pace was slow, intimate, with the right dose of force to pull you out of sleep’s embrace. Without realising, you were moaning and your body had arched underneath him. As you were getting more and more in an awake state, the more you felt his cock stretching your tight pussy, flooding your body with immense pleasure.

“Ness~” you moaned. “Feels so good…”

“Is that right?” He smiled, leaning closer to your face. “Then, I’ll wake you up like this more often.”

“Mmmm yes! Yes, please do!”

“Fuck, you’re so gorgeous.” Ness kissed your lips, still thrusting in your cunt, feeling you holding him tightly, as your impending orgasm came crashing down your body. He had just had you for breakfast and yet your moans were making him hungry all over again. The way you kept moaning his name, pleading “more, Ness, more” made it difficult for him to turn you down.

ʚ MICHAEL KAISER ɞ

Kaiser had just returned from a football match, obviously in a good mood after crashing his opponents. He came out of a bath, looking fresh and more relaxed, walking to the bookcase in the bedroom with his robe on, searching for the book he had been reading lately. And yet another book caught his attention. It was a notebook, stuffed in-between the rest, he was actually surprised to have noticed it. Taking it, he skimmed through the first page, his eyes widening at the contents of it. He went to the living room and sat on the couch, crossing his legs. He wore his glasses that were laying on the coffee table before immersing himself in that notebook.

“Kaiser, I’m thinking of ordering.” You popped up in the living room. “We should celebrate your victory. What would you like?” you asked.

“Sushi?” he replied, not taking his eyes off of the notebook. “It’s been a while since we last ate sushi.”

“I was thinking the same thing!”

Kaiser glanced at you once, seeing you giggling happily, as you placed the order. Soon enough, your order arrived. You enjoyed the delicious sushi along with a few drinks and a pleasant conversation. He was sitting there on the couch beside you, listening to you describing how each crucial moment of the game felt to you, him providing his own thoughts of the time as well.

As you got a call and went to talk in the bedroom, Kaiser found himself lying on the couch and picking up the notebook once more. When you returned, you found him smirking at himself, not quite understanding why though. You lay on top of him, nuzzling your face on his chest, him kissing the top of your head lovingly, eyes still stuck on the letters of the notebook. The amount of concentration he had on the notebook piqued your interest. Peeking at the page he was currently reading, your eyes widened, your cheeks blushing. Instinctively, you snatched it from his hands. You attempted to stand up, only for him to cage you there.

“That’s not polite, love. I haven’t finished reading it.” He kissed your cheek.

“W-Where did you find it?”

“In the bookcase in our bedroom,” he nonchalantly replied. Kaiser sat up on the couch, having you sit and turn to look at him, as his arms were still wrapped around your body. He took a quick glance at the notebook you were gripping so hard against your chest, before meeting your eyes again. “I didn’t know you had a sex diary.”

“I—” You were at a loss for words.

“Yes, love?” he asked, starting peppering your neck with kisses. “Use your words,” he said, his left hand gently wrapping around your neck, as he kissed your lips.

You moaned in your kiss, overwhelmed by his intensity. Your grip on the notebook loosened, him easily taking it from your hands and setting it on the coffee table. Kaiser lay you on the couch, hovering above you, his knee separating your legs, having your skirt wrinkle up. He rubbed his bare knee over your panties, watching you sealing your lips to prevent a moan from escaping.

“I really enjoyed reading it, you know.” He smiled. “Your sex diary.” His knee kept teasing you, Kaiser smirking at the gradual wetness. “I didn’t know you had such fantasies.”

“Hngh Kaiser…” you moaned.

He chuckled before standing up, looking down at your already flustered face. There was that one particular fantasy he had read that had intrigued him. And he just needed to check it out now. Kaiser smirked at you lying underneath him without a single clue of the devious plan he had in mind.

“Strip,” he ordered.

You blinked a few times, before standing up and starting discarding your clothes. Kaiser just watched you, resting his elbow on the couch and his head on his hand. There was something in the slight hurry you were in to undress yourself. Something that told him you were getting excited. And you were. While you were mad that he read that so shamelessly, you couldn’t help but feel anxious about which one of your numerous fantasies written on that notebook he was going to bring to life.

Ridding yourself of the last piece of clothing, you approached him, falling into his arms and crashing your lips on his. His left arm wrapped around your body, lying you back down on the couch, while his right supported him. Even if you tried to maintain a poker face, not so willing to show him that you were looking forward to this, your eyes betrayed you, gleaming with so much exhilaration and lust that made him want to swim inside them. Kaiser started marking your body, slowly, painfully slowly, kissing and biting your neck, your collarbone, your breasts, your thighs.

Your back arched to his touch, your eyes shutting and your lips parting to moan his name, your voice coming out needy, desperate, greedy for more. Your body jolted and your eyes suddenly opened, feeling the cold ice cube caressing your warm body. You looked at him, seeing him placing the ice cube on his mouth, before trailing it all over his marks with his lips. The coldness of the ice cube came in complete contrast with the burning feeling it left on its trail. Your breathing was coming out hard, laboured, soft whimpers escaping your lips.

Your eyes locked with his. Sadistic lust shined in his blue eyes, watching you writhing in blissful ecstasy underneath him, as he teased your nipples with the ice cube. Kaiser leant closer, kissing your lips and passing you the ice cube through your kiss. He extended his hand over the table, taking another from the bucket filled with ice cubes to keep his champagne perfectly cold. He trailed the ice cube down your body, then circled your aching pussy with it. He used both his legs and his free hand to keep your legs spread so perfectly open for him, smirking at you.

“How long have you been writing in that sex diary of yours?” he asked, rubbing the ice cube in your folds.

“B-Before we started dating…” you breathlessly replied.

“What a little whore you are,” he cooed. “Does it feel nice?”

“It does…”

Kaiser teased your clit with the ice cube, as he buried himself between your legs, his tongue working its miracles on your dripping cunt, penetrating your little hole and sending waves after waves of pleasure to flood your body. You were gripping the pillow under your head tightly, feeling yourself close to the gates of heaven.

“I’m c-cumming…” you moaned, locking eyes with him, as he ate you out.

“No, not so fast, love.”

Kaiser laughed, hearing your whiny whimper as he stopped. He untied his robe, revealing his naked body, along with his hard erection. With a swift move, he flipped you on your stomach, lifting your hips slightly, as he positioned himself between your legs. He rubbed his cock on your wet folds, coating it in your slick, before thrusting in your tight pussy. You hugged the pillow, burying your face in it and muffling your moans, his hard thrusts almost making you scream.

“Kaiser—” you screamed, feeling him trailing another ice cube along your spine.

“You’re so tight, love.” Kaiser ran his hand through his hair. He leant over your body, choking your neck with his tattooed hand and biting down on your shoulder, feasting on your sweet moans. “Taking me so well…”

“Mmmm~ Wanna cum—” you whined. “Please, Kaiser! I wanna cum so bad!” you begged.

“Cum all over my cock, love.” Kaiser kissed your neck, feeling your velvet walls tightening around his throbbing cock. He fucked you through your orgasm, chasing after his own, smirking at how you creamed around him. “Good girl.”

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Hear me out, you and kaiser fucking. But Ness is in the other room, AND KAISER IS MOANING LIKE A BITCH SO NESS GETS HARD AND YOU KNOW JERKS OFF

Imagine riding MICHAEL KAISER so nicely after he was away for a week, so you two sneak into an empty locker room after practice and fuck!! little do the both of you know AlexisNess saw the two of you already making out in the hallway so he decided to sneak in the locker room next to yours, pretending he already left to go home.

As you sunk down on Michael‘s lap, a sinful loud grown left from the bottom of his throat. Warm and tight pussy wrapped snug around his cock as he starts bouncing you up and down with the strength he had left. The adrenaline inside Kaiser that built up during the practice game allowed him to be a little more shameless about his sounds. After all, he thinks you two are currently alone and you just feel so good, feel ever tighter with each thrust your boyfriend makes against you.

„Fuck, I needed this the whole time, love. Missed you and your pussy, y‘know?“

Kaiser chuckled from beneath you -releasing a breathy moan into your mouth as he swirls his tongue with yours.

Each scratch of your nails against the strikers muscular back, made him louder. Voice raising the closer he got. Meanwhile Ness is trying his best to keep down his noises. Shorts pulled down to his ankles as he fists his dick to Kaiser and your sounds. God, how badly Alexis wanted to be apart of your session.

Countless memories of each wet dream he had that included you and Kaiser flooded his mind as he clenched his teeth and took in a sharp breath. Fuck, he could only imagine how your ass bounces on kaisers lap as you ride him, he could only dream of you riding him while Kaiser sucks kisses to his neck or rubs his nipples. The midfielders fist only curled tighter around his throbbing length. His heating signaled him Kaiser and you were close to cumming as well.

So when your cunt squeezed down around your boyfriend and you shudder out a loud whimper, Ness screamed a loud ‚fuck!‘ while he came all over his hand and tummy. Immediately, Alexis covers his mouth, cleaning himself up to leave as fast as possible. To his dismay, he crashed into you and Kaiser as he wanted to leave, eyes widening when he saw Michael smirking down on him.

„How about joining us next time? Sounds better than just pathetically jerking off next doors, right ? My pretty girl wouldn’t mind indulging a pervert like you anyway.“

every character is 18+

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be like me and read it in a room full of people who know English, especially next to your best friends and boyfriend (but with low light screen ofc 💀)

I read your work in school bc no one know how to read in eng ☺️

omg 😭 this is funny but also so iconic??

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𝑯𝑶𝑻, 𝑯𝑶𝑻 (18+)| BLLK

ft. Oliver Aiku

∗ ˖࣪ ໒꒱ ˚₊· synopsis: He loves summer for one reason in particular: swimsuits. And your swimsuit, accentuating your body, was leaving him hotter, and a tent set up between his legs.

･ﾟﾟ･｡　wc: 1.5k + warnings- mdni, nsfw content, f!reader, pro player(20+), 20+ characters, petnames (baby+ sweetheart), vaginal sex, public sex, breeding/creampie, established relationship.

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Finally, the summer break came and there was nothing more Oliver wanted but to rest and enjoy the summer, enjoying every swimsuit that passed in front of his eyes, especially your little pink swimsuit that squeezed your body in the right places.

Oliver had his eyes on you in the pool water. Even though the sunglasses hid the bicolored eyes, you knew he was watching you.

Maybe you put on the smallest swimsuit you had, just to play with it, knowing that his passion is swimsuits. And you knew it was working, because every time you called him into the water, he denied it, saying he was cool, lying on the beach lounge; and his hands constantly tidied up the shorts he wore.

The European summer was unbearable, but it felt like you were immune, since you were the only one in the water, lying on the float, while the other people returned to the hotel rooms. And Oliver was still there, tending to his preciousness; He noticed how the other men looked at you when you walked in with that tiny swimsuit.

You heard noise in the water, but you kept your eyes closed, and soon felt an extra weight on the buoy.

“The float can’t stand both of us, Oli.” You said, opening one eye and finding your boyfriend with his arm resting on the buoy, wet hair thrown back and the sun illuminating those beautiful eyes.

“So you’d let me die like Jack?” He asked, a smile forming, and wet fingers sliding down your leg. “Women don’t have hearts, really.” You huffed, and he continued to caress your leg.

“Tell me what you want, Oliver.”

“Heartless.” He laughed, but continued. “I want you, right now.”

You looked at him, and he had that rogue smile and shining eyes. He raised an eyebrow and the fingers on your leg slid very close to your intimacy.

“Seriously, Oliver?” You feigned outrage, as if that wasn’t your intention from the start. “Wait a little longer and we can go up.” You sighed and pulled his hand away.

“You don’t understand, sweetheart.” His hand went up to your belly and stopped at your chin, forcing you to stare again. “I want you, now, in this pool.”

You opened your mouth, but he pulled you off the float, soon pinning you against the edge of the hotel pool.

“O-Oli, the others can see us.” You tried to push away his kisses, your eyes searching for other people, but no one was in that area but the two of you.

“Let them see...” You groaned as you felt the bite on your neck and his hands on your ass, pulling your legs around his waist and pressing you against the tile. “A little show for them.”

You didn’t deny that the idea of having sex in public turned you on, and you always wanted to do it in the water, and you still refreshed yourself... Now it was a chance. You kissed him and pulled him away quickly. “Take the float and come back here. I’m not taking the risk.”

Oliver made the request, and you arranged the float that hid your bodies, and pulled him by the neck, kissing him hard and sighing as you felt his hands roaming your body. He glued your bodies together, gasping as he felt his cock between your soft legs.

“You’re crazy, Oliver.” You murmured against his mouth, sliding a hand between you two and playing with his hard cock; Taking advantage of the fact that he entered the pool totally naked.

“You love it.” You two laughed softly and continued kissing, more and more needy as you squeezed his cock and he slid a finger inside your swimsuit, playing with your entrance and his thumb circling your clit.

“O-Oli...” You squeezed his neck with your free hand, pushing your waist against his hand and rubbing his cock.

“Damn... If you keep going like this, I’m going to cum, baby.” He whispered against your neck, closing his eyes and sighing heavily as you moved your hand up and down.

You had been in it for some time and the heat was increasing; You could feel your insides twist with his fingers working on you, and you needed his cock, or the heat was going to kill you both cooking in the water.

“I need you now, Oliver.” “Hold on, baby.”

You held onto his shoulders as he pulled your swimsuit away and tried to align his cock with your entrance, and keep you both steady in the water. You helped him, guiding his cock and it seemed like an eternity until he was inside you, both of you sighing heavily.

“Water, sweetheart, expected what?” He teased as he finally went deep, squeezing you against the tile and his body.

“Do your work, Oliver.” You pulled the strands from the back of his neck and pushed him closer, holding back a moan as you felt his full weight gripping you.

“Bossy.” He started carefully, as the water lessened your lubrication and lowered his movements.

When it felt good and he got the hang of it, you dug your nails into his shoulders, pinning him close, moaning in his ear as you felt the head of his cock hit the right place.

“More... Oli, more...” You squeezed him, his cock out and in with the water, making you shiver as you felt the icy water and the way he stretched you.

His hands squeezed your waist tightly and his waist slammed against yours, going as fast as he could. Oliver marked your neck and sighed heavily. His eyes narrowed from feeling the warmth inside you and icy from the water.

“Lower, baby... they’ll listen to you that way.” He laughed against your face, kissing what he could reach.

You tried to control the moans, but it felt so good to be pressed against him and his cock hitting the right places inside you. It was impossible to hold your voice.

“Imagine if someone shows up and finds us like this?” He whispered and you looked sideways, biting your mouth to hold back the moans.

“T-there’s no one-Ah! Oli! Mmh...” You curled your fingers behind his wide back, letting the moans escape loudly as you felt him squeezing your left covered nipple.

“People can see from the window...” You lifted your gaze to the bedroom windows. Apparently, there was no one watching them. “Enjoying our show...”

You pressed yourself tighter against him, biting your mouth to hold back the moans and the watchful eyes at the windows that had a view of the pool.

“Someone who saw you in this pretty swimsuit and is now watching you get fucked in the water they were in hours before...” Oliver continued to whisper in your ear, smiling as he noticed the red on your face; Whether it was for the heat or shame, it didn’t matter.

The water muffled the noise of his waist meeting yours, but the movements pushed the float farther and farther apart, leaving his back and your legs exposed. Anyone could show up at the window, look down, and see you two in the pool.

“Would they like to see us or... Oh!” Oliver groaned in the middle of his speech as he felt your squeeze. “Does the idea of being seen turn you on, baby?”

It wasn’t something you thought about, but the way Oliver was putting the ideas in your head the same way he buried his cock in you was leaving no room for shame and common sense.

“My-Ah! I won’t stand you squeezing me so tightly...” Oliver grumbled against your temple and licked the shell of your ear.

“Oliver!” You shuddered and heard his laugh.

“Just enjoy the way I fuck you before someone shows up.” You slapped his back, and he laughed harder, soon concentrating on making you cum, making you moan loudly as he made you move up and down on his cock, slamming your thighs into his waist.

“Oliver... I’m gonna-Ah!” “Yeah, me too... Shit!”

You squinted, hanging your head back and moaning loudly as you felt that familiar sensation explode, making you shudder, still clinging to Oliver, who bit his mouth and focused on reaching his own orgasm, soon painting your insides white and gasping against your neck.

You two stayed in the water until calmed your breaths and he came out of you, putting the swimsuit in place, trying to hold his cum inside you and pull you out of the water, putting on his clothes quickly when you two heard voices.

He helped you walk into the hotel, after telling the people that you spent too much time in the water and so you were dizzy, not that he fucked you so well in the water that your legs were too wobbly to walk alone. In the elevator he held you against his body, smiling as he heard you whisper, “It’s dripping, Oliver!”, and he, pretending not to listen, said that water aerobics wasn’t as bad as he thought.

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TREAT ME LIKE A SLUT

୨୧ featuring: karasu tabito, yukimiya kenyu, barou shoei & michael kaiser x fem reader

ଘ cw: smut, pet names, master kink, voice kink, nipple play, clit stimulation, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, orgasm denial, rough sex, mirror sex, degradation kink, praise kink, choking, dumbification, dacryphilia, breeding kink, creampie

୨୧ synopsis: yes, master, i’m your filthy little maid!

ଘ wc: 4.7k

ʚ KARASU TABITO ɞ

“Sweets, there’s a package for you!”, Karasu called you.

“Could you open it for me?”, you asked him from your bedroom. “I’ll be there in a minute.”

Taking a box cutter from one of the drawers, he opened the box. An amused smirk was curved on his lips, seeing the cute maid outfit inside. The moment you stepped into the living room and saw him holding it up to marvel at it, you turned pale. You wanted earth to swallow you whole. Noticing your presence, he turned to look at you. When his eyes fell upon you, your cheeks blushed a bright red.

“A new cosplay, huh…”, he smirked. “And a maid at that.”

Kaeasu motioned you to get closer. He handed you the outfit and asked you to put it on for him. His lustful gaze set your body on fire. He seemed really invested and of course, you weren’t going to leave him hanging on fantasies. You hadn’t expected him to be this into the idea of maid you, but you didn’t complain. On the contrary, you were getting all fired up, your mind making countless scenarios as to what he was going to do when he saw you. Changing into the outfit, you put on some light makeup and returned back, finding him sitting on the couch, bouncing his leg impatiently.

“Good evening, master.”, you greeted him with a bow, already in character. “How may I assist you?”

“Come here.”, he ordered.

You approached him, your breath almost taken away by the way he looked at you, as if you were a meal he was about to feast on. And you know what? That’s exactly what you were. Grabbing your neck, Karasu pulled you closer, crushing his lips on yours, as his other hand roamed down your body, slapping your ass. Still kissing you, he lay down on his back and you hovered above him. “Hmm? What do we have here?”, he taunted. You were shamelessly grinding on his clothed cock, moaning his name like a little bitch in heat. And he had yet to seriously touch your body, which was already calling for him.

Karasu found you adorable, your voice making him harder. He always loved hearing your voice, especially when you oh so seductively called for him. He could never deny any request you made with that slutty whiny voice. Instructing you to turn around, he lifted your skirt up, sneering at you not wearing any panties underneath. “Are all maids as naughty as you, sweets?”, he mumbled on your thigh, before starting to leave small kisses all over, running his fingers across your soft skin, earning more of your beloved moans. “Not to mention quite lazy, seeing how you haven’t started working already.”

Understanding what he meant, you rid him of his pants and boxers and stroked his hardened cock with one hand, whilst gently squeezing his balls with your other. You left small pecks all over his shaft, smearing the tip with his precum. You whined when his lips barely grazed over your cunt, him kissing and licking around it, just to arouse you more, teasing you in order to draw out more whines. Your lips wrapped around his cock, making him moan in your cunt, before licking a fat stride over it, earning yet another moan from you that sent shivers down his spine.

Karasu focused on sucking your clit, agonisingly slow, lollying it over with his tongue. He could tell you loved it, as you were forced to release him from your mouth, palming his throbbing cock. “Master… Mmmm… It’s so good…”, you moaned, then put him back in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down, licking as much of his shaft as you could, leaving your hand to pleasure the part that was left unattended. Placing his hands on your hips, he moved them in a slow tempo over his flat tongue, having you ride his face. You were the first to cum, your eyes rolling to the back of your skull and your mouth filling with his cum a moment later.

The moment you turned around, he kissed your lips, tasting himself, as his tongue slid into your mouth. His hands groped your breasts, pinching your nipples over your uniform, getting drunk in your breathy moans. Not quite being able to wait any long, you aligned his cock with your glistening hole and slowly went down, already feeling full just by his tip inside. You were the most beautiful at the moment, riding his cock and moaning for him in pleasure, tears starting to well up in your eyes, as he hit your cervix over and over again. Karasu just couldn’t get enough of your moaning, biting down on your neck so as to make you scream for him.

Your quick pace started getting sloppier as you were reaching your limit. With a swift move, he changed your positions, holding you now down by choking your neck. His hips started thrusting erratically into your cunt, him pulling almost all the way out, before slamming himself back in. He placed his free hand over your lower abdomen, slightly pressing down, feeling himself getting high on your moans. “Master hnn— Please… Oh fuck, please— I wanna cum—” Leaning down over you, he held your hands above your head with one hand, while using the other to support himself, as he was now pounding onto your cunt like the assassin he was.

“Gonna cum on my cock, aren’t ya, my pretty little girl?”, Karasu asked, even though he didn’t expect a reply from you. He smirked at you having lost your mind already, eyes rolled to the back of your hazy mind and incoherent words moaned out of your mouth. “Gonna let me ruin this cunt all I want, right, sweets?” Feeling your walls tighten around him, he couldn’t help but groan when you coated him in your slick. He fucked you through your orgasm, thrusting a few more times, before he slammed his cock deep inside you, cumming as he heard you thanking him.

ʚ YUKIMIYA KENYU ɞ

You had been thinking about it for a long time. For some reason, you found the idea of him fucking you in a maid outfit enticing. It took you a while to bring it to his attention. Oh, how your face lit up in joy when Yukimiya agreed to make your little fantasy a reality. And here you were now, dolling yourself up to greet him when he returned home from another photo shooting with Chris Prince. Since he was running a little late, you texted him to check when he would arrive. He replied that he was going to take a while longer. Impetuous as you were, you sent him a photo of yourself in a sexy pose, followed by an “I can’t wait for the master to return home” text.

When he first heard your idea, Yukimiya thought that it wouldn’t be so bad to just make sweet love to his precious angel. And yet, you just had to send that bloody photo to him while he was working. He grasped his phone so tightly, he almost broke it, a dark menacing gleam in his eyes that were glued to the screen. Chris asked him what was wrong and in the next second, he went back to his angelic side, replying “nothing”, before rushing to wrap up the photo shooting and go home.

“You had a lot of nerve sending me a dangerous photo like that, angel.”, Yukimiya whispered in your ear, as he landed a hard slap on your ass, making your body jolt. Passing by you, he sat on the edge of the bed and turned to look at you. “Come here.”, he commanded in a soft tone. You knew that tone all too well, it was his calm tone — the calm before the storm. Approaching him, he bent you over his lap with a swift move and lifted your skirt up, pausing momentarily at the absence of your underwear, him then gently caressing your exposed ass. His first few spanks were light, slowly getting you worked up, as he ever so slightly increased the intensity of each.

“I’m curious. Were you so desperate for my cock that you couldn’t wait a little longer?”, he questioned, his voice unfaltering, despite the two hard slaps he landed on your ass. “I had to ask the crew to speed things up, you know. All so that I could come here and take care of my poor little angel.”

“Kenyu, I—”

“I’m sorry, what did you say, angel?”, Yukimiya asked you, voice laced in honey, despite the intimidating look in his eyes.

By now, you were a whimpering mess, your ass feeling hot from all his spanks. But you loved that pain, it turned you on. Your cunt was already drenched in your slick. Yukimiya slipped his other arm underneath your stomach and started rubbing your clit, still waiting for you to answer his question.

“M-Master, I ah— You were supposed to ah— To have returned earlier!”, you excused yourself by blaming his tardiness.

Landing one more spank on your reddened ass cheeks, he gently caressed your ass, massaging the pain away. “Hmmm, I see.”, he murmured. You gasped, feeling his fingers rubbing on your folds, getting coated in your arousal. “Then, it’s my fault. I’m sorry, angel.” As he finished his sentence, he slid two fingers in your wet cunt, curling them and relentlessly hitting your g spot, while simultaneously working on your clit. Your eyes rolled back, as your lips parted, moaning his name. Yukimiya leant down and kissed your head lovingly, feeling your cunt spasm as you cummed on his fingers.

Pulling you up, he had you sit comfortably on his lap, spreading your legs, as he tilted your head to the side, peppering your neck with kisses. He grabbed your chin, then pushed his fingers into your mouth, earning a moan from you, as you sucked on them, getting a taste of yourself. “You’ll have to excuse me, angel.”, Yukimiya breathed in your ear, as he aligned his cock with your cunt. “Because right now I can’t control myself.” You moaned in his fingers, as he thrusted inside, your velvet walls welcoming him happily. You thought that he reached deeper with each thrust, forcing the air out of your lungs.

Your back arched, as you turned your head to the side to meet him, crushing your lips on his. One hand held down onto his that was wrapped around your waist, while the other ruffled his perfectly styled hair, grabbing onto his locks a little harsher when he pounded harder into you. He was losing his mind, seeing you in your cute little maid outfit, crying and moaning his name. Fuck, you looked so beautiful it made him harder. “Does it feel as nice as in your little fantasy?”, Yukimiya asked you, though unsure if you were going to answer him, given that you were a bubbly mess at the moment.

“It… It’s way ah— Way better than… My fantasy… Master…”, you managed to pull yourself together and form a coherent sentence.

“That’s good to hear.”, he smirked, before sucking on your neck. Your head had fallen back on his shoulder, your mind had started getting hazier with each of his thrusts. And he savoured every single sweet moan that escaped your lips. Your cunt creamed around his cock, lewd sounds echoing in the room, adding to the pleasure you were feeling. Your breath was stolen away, as you reached your second orgasm thus far, his thrusts coming to a halt. Yukimiya continued leaving marks all over your neck, as you clung onto his arms for stability, your chest rapidly rising up and down, trying to regulate your breathing.

Lifting you up in his arms, his cock still buried in your cunt, Yukimiya lay you on your back on the bed, holding your hips up in the air. “Hope you’re not too tired already. I haven’t cummed yet.”, he smiled at you, his desperation for release glittering in his eyes. Holding tightly onto your hips, he slammed his cock in your cunt, forcing you to grip the bed sheets, as you screamed his name. “Fuck— You’re such a good maid, letting your master ruin you as he pleases.” Even after he stuffed you with his cum, he wasn’t quite done with you yet.

ʚ BAROU SHOEI ɞ

“Come on, Shoei! Pretty please!”, you begged him with your cute puppy eyes, flattering your eyelashes to sway him more easily.

“I said no, brat.”, Barou sternly replied, anger lingering in his voice as he folded his arms to his chest. “Don’t make me repeat myself.”

You had that random thought on a peaceful evening a few days ago and ever since you just couldn’t shake the thought away. You really wanted to see him in a maid outfit. The contrast between the tough personality of the king and the cute aspect of the maid outfit had you constantly pestering him to wear the uniform you had ordered for him. But Barou was adamant; you were going to dress him in that sparkly uwu outfit over his cold dead body. Even then, he’d rise from the dead to curse you.

“Then, how about a game of uno?”, you suggested. “Loser wears the maid outfit.”

“No way.”, he flat out refused.

A devilish smirk was curved on your lips, before you cupped your cheek, losing yourself in thought. “Could it be… No, there’s no way.”, you laughed at yourself.

“What are you mumbling there, brat?”, he asked, irritated by your insisting on this stupidity.

“Could it be that… You’re chickening out?”

“Huh?”, Barou exclaimed. His blood had started boiling. You could tell from the annoyed vein that had popped up in his forehead. You were innocently smiling at him, even though your body had started getting heated by that dangerous gaze of his filled with rage. He was as much of a brat as you were and you knew it. Pushing his buttons was an easy, yet hazardous process. However, now that you had blurted that insult out fully knowing what it’d result in, you couldn’t take it back. Not when Barou was towering over you, his body emitting a perilous aura. “Bring it on, brat. And when I win, I’ll fuck you dumb in that maid outfit you’re so obsessed with.”

“You say it as if your win is imminent.”

“I wanna hear you say that when you’ll be creaming on my cock.”

The game started and you were on the lead. The Wild Draw Four card you laid down had Barou huffing with rage, as you were left with only three more cards. The next colour was blue. Thankfully he had a blue 8 card, which was then covered by your blue 1 card followed by your “uno”. Placing a red 1 card on top of yours, he watched as you clicked your tongue in annoyance, indicating that your last card wasn’t matchable. And that was the moment you lost the game. No matter how many cards you pulled, not even once did a matching one come your way. Without realising it, Barou laid down his last card, winning the game with a hellish grin curved on his lips.

“Go get dressed now. But don’t take too long, my patience is running thin.”, he ordered, then leant closer to your ear. “No need for underwear, they’ll only be in the way.”

You ran into your bedroom, making haste into putting on the maid outfit. You were screwed, you realised that all too well. And yet, your body was trembling with excitement. As you had just finished tying your apron around your waist, the door opened, Barou walking the room. His eyes scrutinised your body from head to toe, liking your cute appearance. Grabbing your waist, he pulled you closer, his hand sliding underneath your skirt and rubbing your clit, pleased to feel nothing but your naked drenched folds.

Taking a seat by the edge of the bed, he motioned you to sit on your hands and knees next to him. Pulling down his clothes, his thick cock sprang free, looking just as irritated as him and in desperate need for some attention. Leaning down, you started tending to it, spreading the precum over his tip, then down the rest of his shaft as you stroked him, whilst peppering him with kisses. The hard slap he landed on your ass made you whine and jolt in surprise. “Suck on it already, slut.”, Barou ordered impatiently. Seeing you go down on him like that, revering his cock, fed his bruised ego from your prior insult.

One hand was on the bed, supporting him, whilst his other was shamelessly groping your ass that was hanging in the air, spanking it a few times every now and then just to feel the sweet sensation of your body vibrating on his cock. Rubbing his fingers in your wet cunt, he smeared them in your slick, before pumping them in and out of your needy hole that craved his care. “Don’t slow down.”, Barou spat, holding your head in place using his other hand, as he started jerking his hips up into ravaging your mouth. He forced you down, cumming into your mouth and didn’t pull away until you had swallowed all of his cum first. You whined when he removed his fingers from your cunt just as you were about to climax, making him smirk.

“Insufferable brats like you don’t deserve to cum.”, he bit your neck, hearing you whimper. Barou chuckled, seeing how you pathetically attempted to push him away. Stripping himself, he manhandled you into your hands and knees, kneeling behind you on the bed, slamming his cock into your cunt, earning an ear-piercing scream from you. He was holding tightly onto your waist, whilst pounding into your velvet folds rapidly. Your hands were holding tightly onto the bed sheets, as the king was thrusting balls deep into your shameless little cunt that creamed around him, just like he had told you it would.

Stimulated as you already were with your pent-up release starting to feel unbearable, you were soon brought close to the gates of heaven. Only for Barou to abruptly pull you back in his domain, hell, denying your orgasm once more. He kept denying your orgasms over and over and over again, all the while he filled your cunt with his cum, which was now slowly dripping down your thighs. You were certain that your waist was bruised by his tight grip by now, your neck embellished with his hickeys and bite marks. Barou pinned your upper body down on the mattress with his hand, keeping your ass up in the air, hearing as his balls hit against your sensitive cunt.

“M-Mast— Master, please… I— Wanna cum…”, you begged him, your mind too far gone by all your denied orgasms.

“What’s wrong, brat?”, he asked in a taunting tone, looking at your tear stained cheeks, as you moaned his name. “Can’t run that filthy mouth of yours now that my cock is pounding in you?” Barou was relishing every moment of your humiliating defeat, as it proved his superiority against you. He could perhaps show you some lenience and allow you to cum once. However, he thought that you needed to be given a severe lesson, so as to think twice before insulting him again in the future. Thrusting one last time deeply into your cunt, he stayed still, until he had filled you with the last load of his cum. Pulling out, Barou looked at his cum that leaked from your abused hole. “That’s my good little slut.”, he spanked your ass.

ʚ MICHAEL KAISER ɞ

He didn’t know where it all came from, but Kaiser couldn’t stop thinking about the dream he had of you the other day, riding his cock, looking utterly gorgeous in a maid outfit. He could still hear your moans; “Master! Ah— Ηarder!”, you screamed. As much as he loved buying you clothes to look stunning, he loved dressing you up for his eyes only even more. Kaiser didn’t think twice before purchasing the outfit for you. And when it arrived, he kept following you around like a little pest, nagging you to try it on. And suddenly, an idea popped up in your mind as you finally gave in to his request.

Dolling yourself up, you took one last look at yourself in the mirror, before walking out to meet him, who was sitting on the edge of his bed, mindlessly scrolling through his phone as he anxiously waited for you to come out. Hearing your heels echo on the marble floor, he raised his eyes to meet you, completely blown away by your beauty. If Kaiser had found you gorgeous in his dream, he found you a million times more exquisite right this instant. Pulling you by your waist, he had you sit on his lap. “So beautiful…”, he whispered, as he leant closer to kiss you. But you didn’t let him, placing your hands on his lips to prevent him from kissing you.

His gaze narrowed, seeing as you had dared to deny his kiss. You innocently smiled at him, before standing up and putting some distance between the two of you. “I spent all this time preparing to look so beautiful and you wish to ruin my makeup the moment you see me?”, you asked him, disappointment resonating in your voice, as you folded your arms to your chest. Kaiser couldn’t understand your argument. Wasn’t the whole point of you dolling up in your new maid outfit to let him fuck you afterwards? It appeared that it wasn’t for you. Or at least, you pretended it wasn’t. Did you really think he didn’t notice that you weren’t wearing any panties, when you stood up from his lap and turned away, your skirt swirling and giving him a nice view of your naked cunt?

“Isn’t it the duty of a maid to heed to her master’s every command?”, Kaiser remarked with an amused grin, crossing his legs, as he slightly leant back, using one hand as support.

“Only if the master is worthy of it.”, you responded in a condescending tone.

You watched his grin disappear from his lips, as his gaze darkened. Was that really the game you wanted to play, especially against him? You were just standing across him, looking at him unfazed by his change of emotions. You held your hands behind your back, your fingers nervously playing with each other, legs crossed, as you tilted your head to the side, flashing him with a smug smirk. Kaiser couldn’t help but scoff, thinking of all the possible ways he was going to make you regret your decision of defying him. “Come here. Now.”, he ordered in a stern tone. You shook your head negatively and remained in your position. “I said come here.”

And when you refused to obey him for the second time, the emperor was left with no choice but to stand up and drag you to the bed himself. Kaiser threw you on the floor near the edge of the bed, having you land hard on your ass, as he returned to his previous seat. Taking his pants and boxers off, he turned to look at you. “Go ahead and put that little mouth of yours to good use.” Throwing him a death glare, you decided to comply and started kissing your way from his thigh to his hardened cock. You stroked his shaft, leaving kitten licks all over it, coating it in your saliva and his precum. You put the tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it, then took more and more of him.

Kaiser was quick to think that you had finally dropped your little resistance act, only to hiss when you “accidentally” grazed his cock with your teeth. You immediately pulled back and looked at him with remorseful eyes. “I’m sorry, master.”, you apologised, a small grin curling in the corners of your lips. “I didn’t mean to—” Holding tightly onto your hair, Kaiser forced you down on him, without uttering a single word. He had found your resistance entertaining, a little something to spice things up even more. But now, oh fuck— Now you had done it. You gagged on his girth, tears falling from your eyes, as he thrusted his cock deep into your throat. Your nails dug into the flesh of his thighs, making him groan, as he cummed in your mouth, holding you down till you had swallowed all of his cum.

As you were trying to regain your long lost breath, he threw you on your back on the mattress and hovered above you, crushing his lips in yours, as if he wanted to deprive you further from oxygen. “Hmm? What’s this?”, he asked you in a mocking tone, showing you his two fingers that were coated in your arousal. “My cute little maid loves being treated like a whore, doesn’t she?” Slapping your titties earned him your first moan for tonight. Kaiser slid underneath your skirt, wrapping his arms around your thighs to keep you in place. He licked a long stride over your drenched folds, making you squirm. Licking his lips, he began feasting on your delectable cunt, paying special attention to your clit.

It didn’t take him long to make you a moaning mess. Your eyes rolled to the back of your skull, as his tongue penetrated your hole, making him smirk at your scream of his name. He used his fingers to replace his tongue that focused on stimulating your clit. You had lost count of how many times he had you cum on his fingers. Your legs already felt numb and Kaiser hadn’t even started his main course yet, taking his time with the appetiser, making you soaking wet in your own slick. Emerging from the depths of your cunt, he hovered above you once more, pressing you down on the mattress with his body weight, before kissing your lips.

Rolling you onto your stomach, he positioned himself in-between your legs, slightly lifting your hips up for him. Kaiser thrusted his cock in your cunt, remaining still for a few seconds as he bottomed out. “And here I thought that after all my efforts you’d be more loose.”, he pointed out. Hovering over you, he grabbed your face with his tattooed hand and turned you to look at him over your shoulder. “Your little cunt must love my cock, seeing how tightly it holds onto it.” Holding you down by your neck, he started pounding into you, savouring every moment of repaying you for your services earlier. He would suck and bite into your neck, moaning on your marked skin feeling you coat him in your slick.

Pulling your hair softly, you pushed yourself off the mattress as per his silent order, your head falling back on his shoulder. Kaiser wrapped one arm around your waist to keep you steady, whilst his tattooed one found its place in choking your neck. “Master! Ah— Ηarder!”, you shamelessly moaned, your hands holding tightly onto his. He had to admit that fucking you into submission felt a million times better than you willingly submitting to him, just like in his dream. Since it aligned with his motives, your wish was his command. You were in a sweet daze, the only things you could focus on being his hand that choked your neck and his cock that thrusted viciously into your abused cunt.

He forced you to look at yourself in the mirror across his bed, as his hand slid down and started rubbing your clit. “I dare you to defy your master again, my precious whore.”, he whispered in your ear, his gaze in the mirror dark and menacing. It wasn’t much of a threat; more like a challenge for bratty little you to misbehave again, so that he had a good reason to punish you again. You moaned his name, as your cunt spasmed around his throbbing cock, reaching your orgasm. Kaiser was right behind you, filling you to the bream with his cum, mixing it with yours as it dripped down between your thighs. He gave you but a moment of respite, as he ran his fingers through his dishevelled hair, before resuming his course, not quite done with his little whore yet.

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