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In an interview Wakui said Mitsuya was like a wolf in sheep's clothing, and all I can imagine is him making someone think it'd be easy to get him into bed, but he's an absolute tease about it, he'll walk around 'innocently' in just your shirt, or a loose pair of shorts, hug you from behind, just tight enough you can feel every part of him through his clothes, but he never lets you have him. He makes you work for it, damn near tortures you and acts as if he doesn't know what he's doing. He'll ask for your opinion on a new clothing line he's doing and come out in a full lingerie set, saying some line about not having an actual model to put it on. But once he finally let's you have him its worth it because he'll be just as frustrated and worked up as you are, if not more
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I can 100% see that. He gives off those vibes for sure. 😏
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the team’s free use cheerleader | asmodeus
part 4 of my 1k event found here :) this part took me so long to write and i’m still not happy w it but i’m tired of the event being on hold
pairing(s): cheerleader!asmodeus X amab!football player!dom!reader.
warning(s): nsfw, free use, no relationship, locker room sex, blowjob, rim job, unprotected sex (per usual), size difference if you squint, face fucking, hair pulling, teasing & begging, reader picks asmo up, humiliation/degradation, one use of the name “daddy”.
ASMODEUS giggled as he glanced behind him, reaching down to take off the top of his cheer outfit. “Usually I tell the boys I’m off limits on game day, but,” Asmodeus turned around to face you as he tossed his top onto the locker room bench, “since it’s your first time using me, I figured I’d make an exception.”
You slowly walked up to Asmodeus, watching as his hands ran down his chest only to go to the hem of his skirt and lift it a bit. “Like what you see?” He asked, turning to the side and lifting the material above his ass. “No panties either, just for you.”
“Good.” Your hands grabbed Asmodeus’ ass, causing him to moan quietly into your mouth as you kissed him. “I get why they chose you for the team slut: your ass is soft and so are your lips.”
Asmodeus giggled again, kissing back and letting his hand roam to your arm. He pulled one of your hands off his ass and moved it to under the front of his skirt. “Oh~” His tongue fell from between his lips as your hand started stroking his cock, spreading his pre-cum along his cock rather than letting it gather any more on his skirt.
You groaned when you felt Asmodeus’ hands go to your pants and fumble to take out your cock. “Kiss me more,” he mumbled. You happily kissed him, allowing his tongue into your mouth to sloppily suck on and exchange spit.
“Your cock’s already so hard,” you teased. Your kisses started down his neck. “Someone else touch you before you got here?”
Asmodeus shook his head then whined when he felt you start to nip at his skin. “Mm, careful. But, no, I touched myself in the bathroom after you told me you wanted to see me in the locker room. Just the thought made me leak.” He told you.
You chuckled, kissing his shoulder one last time and taking your hand from under his skirt. “In that case, why don’t you go ahead and get on your knees for me.”
Without missing a breath, Asmodeus got on his knees, hand still stroking your cock. You put your hand under his chin to make him look at you. Your thumb went to his lips, toying with them and shoving past so he could suck it.
“Good boy, that’s it.” You heard him whine, seeing him shift on his knees. You took your thumb from his mouth and replaced it with two fingers, shoving them to the back of his throat to make him gag. “Can I face fuck you?”
Asmodeus nodded quickly before you could finish your sentence. His other hand took hold of your wrist and he bobbed his head on your fingers to match the strokes he was giving your cock. You groaned, head falling back only to look down at Asmodeus again and pull your fingers from his mouth. “Suck. C’mon, sissy boy.”
He looked up at you through his lashes as he wrapped his lips around your tip, taking more into his mouth. Asmodeus hollowed his cheeks and gagged when he got to your base. He maintained eye contact while doing this.
Asmodeus guided your hands to the side of his head so you wouldn’t mess up his hair, his hands going to the sides of your thighs to brace himself.
Moaning loudly, you held his head in place as your hips thrusted quickly. The noises of Asmodeus struggling only added to your erection; he whined, choked, gurgled, panted through his nose, everything.
You let his face go, watching as he pulled off to catch his breath. Asmodeus’ hand went to your spit cover cock to stroke it as he coughed then looked at you. “That felt r-really good.”
“Good,” you mumbled. “Don’t wipe your face yet. I’m not done with your mouth and I wanna see how messy I made you once I’m done. Got that?”
“Yes, master.” He purred as he went back to sucking your cock, moaning and taking as much as he could. He whined when you didn’t grab his face and fuck it again, so he took your hands and played with them a bit before putting them in the same spot as before.
You frowned a fake frown. “What, Asmo? The little slut wanna tell me something?”
Asmodeus let your tip rest on his tongue. “Fuck my mouth.” He mumbled before adding, “please?”
“Alright. Next time I expect you to out more effort into begging though.” You grunted while you put your hands on the sides of his head and slid your cock to the back of his throat. You heard Asmodeus choke as you held his head down.
You bucked your hips shallowly, making tears form in Asmodeus’ eyes as he struggled to breath. You pulled him off by his hair, making him whine. “You messed up my hair,” he cried.
You grabbed his hair again and stuffed your cock down his throat again. “You’ll have time to fix it before the game, calm down.” The fistful of hair you were tugging was enough to make Asmodeus’ cock twitch under his skirt.
Asmodeus attempted to pull off your cock but you started thrusting your hips again, making him give up and take the face fucking. Slobber was dripping down his neck and chest, some even falling onto the locker room floor. It was so sloppy and dirty, things Asmodeus wasn’t used to but, fuck, did he love it.
“I’m gonna cum, goddamn. Oh, f-fuck,” you moaned. You yanked Asmodeus’ hair, making him yelp around your cock as you filled his mouth with your seed. As he backed off your cock, you told him, “don’t swallow.”
He cocked his head slightly like a confused puppy before sticking out his chest and seductively letting your cum drip from his lips. Asmodeus’ finger ran up his chest, brushing his nipple and gathering your cum. He sucked his finger clean with a moan. “That it? Or are you gonna fuck me like a man?”
You said nothing before lifting him off the ground and putting him on the bench next to his purse and top. “Oh my~” Asmodeus watched as you took his skirt off to add to the pile then folded his knees to his chest. You told him to hold them there, your cum that was on his chest spreading to the tops of his thighs.
You got on your knees, your thumbs going to spread his hole. Asmodeus whimpered quietly and clenched from the feeling. He moaned loudly as he felt your tongue start to rim him. “Master, please, your tongue!”
Asmodeus still held his legs up for you but spread them so he could see you eating his ass. He let go of one of his legs, grabbing your hair and making you shove your tongue inside him. He cried out. “Yeah, just like that~ Fuck, you’re one of the only ones on the team who know how to use their tongue.”
You looked up at him before your eyes fluttered shut and you focused on his hole. You prodded it with your tongue, leaving a kiss before repeating the process. The loud whines, moans, and whimpers that were leaving Asmodeus told you to keep going.
You moaned quietly, enjoying the moment before standing up and putting one of your fingers into Asmodeus’ ass. He hummed and wrapped his arms around you, kissing you sloppily and whimpering your name into your mouth. You thrusted your finger, pulling upwards on his hole and making him whine.
Asmodeus bit his lip, looking up at you with a flushed face. “Add a second.”
You did as he asked, your mouth watering when he grabbed your shoulders and dug his nails into it. If you still didn’t have your shirt on, he probably would’ve pierced the skin. “It feels so good, oh, fuck,” he sobbed. “Please, hurry, I need your cock.”
“So impatient,” you tutted. You thrusted and curled your fingers, hearing Asmodeus begin to struggle to contain himself. “I bet this feels better than when you fuck yourself.”
He nodded. “So much better.” Asmodeus groaned and tossed his head back. “Put it in me, please hurry and fuck me!”
You took your fingers from his ass and stood him up, telling him to take hold of the bench to stabilize himself. Asmodeus put his hands flat on the bench and hiked a leg up on it as well, glancing back at you. “Like the view,” he giggled.
“Absolutely.” You smacked his ass and pushed your tip against his hole. The both of you were moaning as you pushed in, your head falling back while Asmodeus squeezed his eyes shut.
He hung his head. “Oh, God,” he mumbled. He cried out as you grabbed his hair again, pulling him back on your cock. Your hand went to his throat when his back was pressed against your chest.
Asmodeus craned his neck to kiss you, girly moans leaking out between each kiss.
“Stupid slut, all you know is to take cock and get used, don’t you? I wonder how many guys you’ve fucked just this week.”
You felt Asmodeus clench around you, making your breath hitch before chuckling. “You like being degraded, don’t you? Being called what you are: a brainless free-use whore?” You grunted and moved quicker, putting your mouth next to Asmodeus’ ear. He let out a gurgled, “master,” as your hand squeezed his neck harder. “You get off when you’re alone thinking about your day, don’t you? What’s it like? Walk into RAD and the first thing you do is go to the bathrooms to see if anyone’ll use you a like a fucking glory hole?”
“Oh, please master. Keep talking like that you’re making me so horny~”
You shoved his face down, still having a hold of his hair, and put your other hand on his hip. You started thrusting quickly, only focusing on the way his ass took your cock so well.
“Daddy,” Asmodeus mewled out quietly. “I’m gonna cum soon if you keep up.”
You slowed your thrusts, rolling your hips and making him whine and push his ass back on you. “No, why’d you stop? Please, keep going, please. I’ll make you cum first! Promise; I always do,” Asmodeus cried.
“Good boy.” You continued your quicker pace, making Asmodeus continue to let out girly moans and loud whines and ashamed whimpers. Your groans only made him harder and harder, making it more difficult for him to focus on making you cum first.
As your thrusted slowed, you shoved Asmodeus around and adjusted him so his ass was in the air, his face was hanging off the side of the bench, and his knees were together and on the bench. “Perfect, just perfect,” you breathed. You picked up pace again.
Asmodeus was grabbing at the edge of the bench once again, nearly falling apart from the new angle. Your cock was brushing his prostate with every thrust. His ankles were between your legs, feet thrashing around between them only to rest on the back of your thighs to pull you closer.
“I’m gonna cum soon.” You warned him in a gravelly voice. “Give me your hands.”
He did as you asked, feeling your wrists put his hands on his ass cheeks. “Spread your stupid whore hole.” You said as you pulled out. Asmodeus’ hand travelled farther towards his hole and spread it the best he could.
Asmodeus whimpered at the pain of being stretched but soon moaned as he heard you jerking off to the sight before you. “Master, please, fill my boy pussy with your cum. I want it to leak out of my while I’m trying to cheer,” he rambled as he bit his lip, “I wanna cheer for you while your seed’s leaking from my hole and running down my leg.”
With a sharp, loud groan, you came into Asmodeus’ stretched ass, panting as you milked your cock to your best ability. “Holy fuck, Asmo.”
“I’m cumming!” He mewled loudly, the feeling of your cum dripping deep into his ass causing him to not be able to take anymore. His cum shot up his body, landing on top of your dried cum. “Oh, fuck.”
You watched as Asmodeus turned himself, flopping onto his side and panting like an animal. “I trust you’ll be back?”
“Yeah,” you told him with a smirk as you put your pants back on, “though, I may just have to steal for myself.”
Asmodeus giggled. “Stealing team property now, are we?”
Chuckling, you began to walk out of the locker room, opening the door at the same time one of your teammates walked through. “Oh, hey,” you spoke. “What’re you doing in here?”
“I could ask you the same thing, but I can see why.” Your teammate laughed. “Finally folded and used the slut, huh?”
“Yeah, I was just telling him I may have to steal him for myself.”
“I won’t snitch,” they smirked. “You better go though. Coach is looking for you.”
You nodded, turning back to wink at Asmodeus before walking out of the locker room.
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angry sex
trans asra x dom male reader
Warning: nsfw, hate sex/angry sex, spanking, hair pulling, asra has a pussy, petnames such as baby, slut etc, feminine words used to name his pussy, cunt, clit etc
"What the fuck, Asra?" You yell, you've both been yelling back and forth for ages. You've been mad at Asra for a long time, since he's often disappearing without a word, causing you to worry.
Although he tends to go away due to whatever he thinks is important it still gets on your nerves.
"Well, what do you want me to do!? I'm sorry that I sometimes leave for a while and don't mention it to you." Asra says, rolling his eyes.
"That's exactly what I'm fucking worried about. Don't you understand? I care about you but you leave without a fucking word, causing me to worry where the fuck you are." You pause before taking a breath continuing, "Half the time I'm worried if you're dead somewhere. You leave and come back without telling me and just fucking expect me to be okay with it?"
"I don't see what the big deal is, I mean I always come back. So what's the big deal?" Asra's words have you seething with anger.
"You really don't see what the big deal is?" You say completely dumbfounded.
Asra just throws his hands up in the air and huffs.
"Fuck you." He says after a moment.
You move towards him until you're chest to chest.
"Say that again. I fucking dare you." You say, looking down at him with your eyebrows creasing together. God this boy gives you a headache.
"What? Fuck you?" He asks a tad confused.
"Yes. Exactly that." You repeat, arms crossed over your chest as you tower above him.
"Fuck you then." Asra says, starting to get a bit nervous but shakes it off.
"If you say that one more time, Asra then I swear to god." You say letting out a breath.
"Or what?" He asks moving even closer towards you.
"You'll find out."
Asra hesitates for a moment before repeating saying, "Fuck. You." He spits out every word.
"That's the final straw." You say before grabbing his hips with a deadly grip.
You turn him around and push him forward so he hits the table with his hips harshly.
"Hey! That fucking hurt." Asra says, turning his head back to look at you.
You grab a fistful of his hair and push his head down onto the table.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Asra questions.
"Teaching you a lesson." You say, keeping your hand gripping his hair and trace your free hand down so you can grab his pants and rip a hole in his pants right from his ass to his cunt.
"Fuck! (Name), these were my favourite pants."
"I'll buy you new ones."
You take notice of how conveniently he's not wearing any underwear. You raise an eyebrow down at Asra and you can see the hint of a blush creeping onto his ears.
"What a slut, you're getting wet already." You say, ghosting a finger over his cunt.
Asra stutters for a moment and doesn't know what to say until you press a finger against his clit and he calls out your name.
You remove the finger and Asra whines though that whine suddenly turns into a moan as he feels your hard dick grind against him through the fabric of your pants.
"You don't seem to be too angry now huh baby?" You say mockingly.
"Fuck you! I'm still mad." Asra replies, you're not sure if he's still actually angry at you or he's just saying that because he knows it gets a reaction out of you.
Oh well, you're still going to fuck him senseless.
You release your hand from his hair and bring your hands to undo your pants and let them fall to your ankles.
While your hands are not holding his head down anymore Asra takes the opportunity to bring both his hands up to push himself up and turn back to look at you.
Asra's in bliss as he sees your cock slip free from its confinements and raise up, slapping against your stomach.
You smirk down at him as you see his expression, finding it amusing as how just a minute ago he was yelling at you.
He sees you looking at him and glares at you before avoiding his eyes and looking back ahead of him.
"Ah, don't be so embarrassed now, darling." You say tracing a finger up his spine over his shirt, making him shiver.
"J-just put it in already." Asra whispers out, "Do you think you really deserve it after what you just did?" You ask and Asra doesn't answer.
From his lack of an answer you raise a hand and spank him, causing him to yelp and jolt up.
"Fuck! Don't fucking do that." Asra says, turning to look at you again and raising himself up, attempting to fully turn to look at you.
You stand there for a moment before bringing your left hand up and grab a fistful of his hair and slam the side of his face onto the table.
"Shit!" Asra yells out as the side of his face makes harsh contact with the table and grunts as he feels the harsh tug of your hand pulling his hair back harshly.
"Don't." spank! "Fucking." Spank! "Talk." Spank! "Like that." Spank! "To me." Spank! "Ever. Fucking. Again." You say to him, pushing his face further into the table with each spank.
"Aah-!" Asra whines out each time he feels you hitting him, he attempts to move out of your grasp but can't.
"Nothing but a fucking brat who doesn't know when to quit and just behave." You spit out, leaning down to his ear to say the words directly into his ears.
Asra shivers as he feels your dick rub against him when you lean down to whisper in his ear.
You lean back and grab your dick, rubbing the tip up and down the entrance of his cunt, slapping it against it a few times before easing the tip in.
Asra moans out when he feels just the tip in, he forgets how mad he is at you at first until he realizes how rough you were being.
Your hand was still pushing his head into the table, his cheek starting to hurt from how hard you were pushing it down.
"Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you." Asra spouts out as he feels you push in deeper and deeper.
You scowl at his words and without a second thought you grip his hair tighter and pull it back whilst roughly pounding your dick deep into his hole.
"Oh god, oh fuck, fuck." Asra moans out as you pull his hair back, pain shooting through his neck and continuously pound into his tight hole.
"Fuck, Asra. You're so fucking tight, your pussy is hugging my cock," You say, pausing for a moment then continuing, "Too bad you're such a fucking brat."
All you can hear throughout the room is Asra's loud moans and the sound of your hips making contact with his ass.
"I fucking haah-hate.. Fuck. You." Asra says, stuttering his words. He doesn't even know what he's saying anymore.
Asra almost feels his eyes roll into the back of his head and you drag his head back and with your free hand bring it down to his clit, rubbing it with your fingers.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck. I'm gonna-" Asra moans out feeling his orgasm creeping up on him from your harsh treatment.
"You're really about to cum just from this?" You say mockingly.
"Fuuck.. I'm, oh god- You're a fucking dick just-!" Before Asra can even finish his sentence he's coming. Hard. He feels you hitting his ass again and again as he chases his orgasm.
When you continue to move your cock in and out again he starts feeling too sensitive.
"Please.. No more, I can't." Asra shakes his head side to side, wanting you to just finish already so he can rest.
"Just take what's, fuck, given to you, alright?" You say to him, you don't last much longer until you're spraying your cum into him.
You let go of his hair and pull out slowly. You both lay there resting for a moment, you don't say anything to test out whether or not he's still mad at you.
"M'sorry.." He says quietly. You rest your hands on his hips gently, rubbing small circles on his waist with your thumb.
"It's okay, baby."
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so fond of when subs get fucked so unapologetically stupid they just start saying sorry. when they don't even really know for what, just big wet puppy eyes and not all that much in their head. drooly and flush and so very weepy. its always when you start condescending to them just to tease them. about not letting them cum and they just get so wide-eyed and hysterical and go im sorry im sorry im sorry please let me cum. even if you fully intend to let them, or already told them they can - they're so out of it they just start begging. so cute. makes me soo <33
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reverse cowgirl so she can watch my toes throwing gang signs
#whatever#500w into what i hope is smth fun#plus 800w of some amber bullshit i never finished half a year ago#qaevze revival era coming soon i prommy..
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I think one of the things you wrote inspired me to write something
Thank you so much
this is so sweet kicks my feet… if u want i wld love to read it🫶
#chat🏷#i need to get inspired to write smth again fr#i have so many scraps in my notes app that i can’t make sound cohesive
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i’ve been booped awake…..
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New tie im obsessed with
The tutorial is from The Dutchy, tbh all of there pictures, tutorials, and rope courses are amazing
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I do think bitter choco decoration is the best out of the three (at least the english cover) for Kaeya. the whole "I'm trying my best to please other while not letting them get close to me" and all, but especially the "please, I wanna feel like I did back as a kid" in the english cover
also, sorry to keep bothering you with this, I just love him and is nice to see someone who loves him too
not a bother at all man tbh i feel like most ppl followed tgis blog for the kaeyaisms but my brain is on hiatus frm him rn….the relationship btween dykes n their fictional man of the month is complicated…… im glad for ppl who r sticking arnd i luv getting these asks even tho im not kya brained rn🫶🫶
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that boy is a MONSTER !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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coming back just to ask if you agree with my choice of "Kaeya-coded songs" or if u think i'm completely wrong, which, if it's the case, i apologize in advance
no don’t apologize tbh i have too many thoughts ab him nd idk how much of it is projecting n how much is actually his character or if i just understand him better than anyone else… kaeya loving is so nuanced i did like the songs tho fr fr
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i wish senju kawaragi would beat the absolute shit out of me it wld b so sexy if she hated my guts🫶
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truly believe ran is a kisser
one or two is not enough, a peck is never enough, his mouth is chasing, always chasing
sometimes you wonder if he even needs to breathe at all because the way he suctions himself to you feels ridiculous. sometimes you gently nudge him off, tutting that hes going to be late again
he mumbles right onto your mouth that he doesn’t care, maneuvering his tongue right back slotted into your lips. the room sounds are a filthy symphony; mouths smacking, his rough breathing, your squeaks and whimpers
he loves you like this, pliant under his hands, nirvana finds him here, pressing himself as close to you as he can, and if it were up to him hed crawl into your being entirely.
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i meant it, like, generally lol
my obsession with characters makes almost every song i listen to be "so (character)-coded fr"
but, um........... bitter choco decoration, ghost rule, my ordinary life too maybe...
i'll send more if i can think of more, hehe
soooo true &i will give a listen🫶 got the alchemist on my spotify wrapped for making character playlists
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me, listening to a song: this is so Kaeya coded tho
what song my brother
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