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hentyehottie · 11 months

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chileee what is up with me & angst 😭 I was able to salvage this from my notes so I thought why not post it lol probably my first and last aot piece cause idk how to write them fr 😭 & sorry to the Reiner loves cause I wrote him so mean 😭

cw: fat shaming, fat phobia, best friend Eren, ex-boyfriend Reiner, mention of cheating, verbal abuse, mention of k!lling, friends to lovers, one sided pining, sorry if I missed anything!

Word count is undetermined but it’s not that long.

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Eren hasn’t said a word to you since you arrived at his apartment, puffy eyed and soaking wet from the rain, just stepped out of the way and allowed you to walk in.

You didn’t blame him, it’d been quite a while since the two of you had last spoken. Two or three weeks maybe, you couldn’t remember. It was difficult keeping track of time when your mind was slowly but surely shutting down. Either way it made you feel like shit.

You wanted to to sit and talk to him but your first priority was getting out of those wet clothes. You went straight to his bedroom, closing yourself in the en-suite.

You let the shower run for a little bit, fogging up the room and hopefully drowning out your sorrow as you sit on the covered toilet, aimlessly scrolling. You checked the notifications on your phone, tapping around until you heard your ex-boyfriend’s voice projecting from the speakers.

“Baby, just come back home. Please, let’s just talk about it.” “Hear me out, Y/N. I’m sorry okay, just come back.”

The way he was pleading you’d think he actually gave a damn about you.

“Come on Y/N,” There’s a short pause and a deep sigh. You know it’s coming. You hear the change in his tone, that false compassion and empathy has withered away. “Let’s face it, Y/N. Nobody’s gonna want you but me. Nobody’s into fat bitches. You’re lucky your face is cute. Nothing but a pretty face and a hole to fuck. Or should I say holes? I’m sure a slut like you takes it up the ass too-.”

Globs of hot tears ran down your face, budding at your chin and pooling on the screen of your phone. You deleted the nasty voice message Reiner left, only thirteen seconds into the minute and twelve second voice message, his harsh words breaking your heart all over again.

The wound was still fresh and he did nothing but cut you deeper. Why was he like that???

Blocking his number so you wouldn’t receive anymore, you were ready to be done with this shit. Ready to heal from Reiner and all the bullshit he‘s put you through.

After your eyes are cried out and your skin is parched from the piping hot water, you finally exit.

You didn’t leave with anything except your purse, phone and the clothes on your back, so you’re more than grateful to see a white tshirt and a towel on Eren’s bed waiting for you. The shirt was a little tight on your arms and the hem ended right at the cusp of your butt but it was better than nothing.

The California King in his bedroom looked freshly made, plush and inviting, but you’d spent far too many nights alone in an empty bed while your so-called partner occupied another. You should’ve known that’s how it’d be when you decided to get yourself into a domesticated situationship with a narcissistic cheater.

You opted for the couch, where Eren was also sitting. He’s munching on a bowl of cereal watching some crime documentary. The atmosphere is dull, but it’s not as bad as you thought it’d be.

“Hey!”

He didn’t bother feigning the same excitement, sending nothing but a head nod you’re way but you’re still grateful to get something out of him.

Maybe he was annoyed, which he had every right to be. It was late as hell, around three in the morning, and you honestly felt a little bad. Showing up out of the blue and forcing him to share his space.

“I really appreciate you letting me stay here, there were no rooms available anywhere.”

He ignored you, you figured he would. He hasn’t said much since you’ve been there. He’s treating you as if you’re a stranger, almost.

Unfortunately the documentary has lost all of his interest, he figured out the wife was the killer all along and there’s no reason to keep watching.

Now he’s stretching out, manspreading if you will, with his legs cocked open. He’s sporting that same bored look, except now he’s on his phone watching TikTok’s with his volume obnoxiously loud.

Honestly, he didn’t even touch this app unless he was watching the shit ton of videos you sent him at some manic hour of the night. But right now he needed something to distract him. To distract him from everything only you made him feel.

“I get paid Friday, I can send you something once it’s deposited, my money lookin kinda funny right now so...”

You’d spent close to your last getting an Uber to Eren’s. You weren’t sure why you even decided to come to Eren’s. Your parents lived in the same city and they probably would’ve been more welcoming than he was being right about now.

“When have I ever asked you to pay me back for anything y/n?”

His tone isn’t cold or mean, but indifferent. Like he doesn’t care. You’re sure he doesn’t.

The tension is almost tangible, thick and suffocating.

“I know, but-“ You cut yourself off, stumbling over your words. Your throat is scratchy and your mouth dry. You didn’t know exactly what to say to mend things between you and your bestfriend.

You hoped to pick up the pieces. Pickup where you left off like the two of y’all always did. But this here just showed how dumb and deluded you really were.

“I’m sorry…you were right.” You feel ashamed. Embarrassed even.

You can feel him staring at you, so you keep your eyes glued to your hands in your lap, twirling your thumbs in hopes to make amends.

“What are you talking about, y/n?” You can feel his gaze boring into you.

“About Reiner…and every-everything else really. We not getting back together, forreal this time, I can’t.”

He was right about everything. Reiner was an immature asshole. You trusted his smooth talking, pretty smile and it backfired horrendously.

Reiner was verbally abusive, insecure and mean, and he projected it without a care. Tore you down every chance he got, belittling you until you were almost an empty shell of your former self.

On top of that, he was insensitive as hell, bullied you worse than any of those middle and high school nobodies you no longer remembered.

He’d probably use his last breath to lie, just because. If you were blind he’d tell you the sun was blue and the sky was yellow, for no reason whatsoever other than to be a dick.

All of this Eren warned you about, but you just had to go and see for yourself. You fell for the first boy to show interest in you. The first to give you attention and affection. The first one who wasn’t looking to ‘try it out’ with a fat girl or looked at you like some pity case.

So you thought.

“You’ve said that before.”

“I know! But I mean it this time, and I’m so sorry for ghosting you and lying a-and putting him first before our friendship cause..I know you wouldn’t do that to me and I’m such an awful person-.”

Your sniffles turned into sobs, deep sobs that shook your entire body against his when he finally went against his stubborn ways and pulled you into a hug.

You sound sincere, but Eren doesn’t know if he believes you. Hell it wouldn’t be the first time you lied to him about getting back with Reiner.

He wanted to tell you off. Scold you and yell at you for abandoning him. For giving him your ass to kiss cus you thought you were in love, only to come crawling back asking him to pick up the fucking pieces, again.

“I should’ve listened to you.”

Words muffled into his chest but he heard you.

“You should’ve.” He doesn’t mean to sound condescending but it’s true. “I don’t like seeing you cry.”

His voice startled you a little bit, velvety and deep, chest rumbling as he still had you pressed up against his frame. The aloof facade cracking with each sob.

“I’ll handle it.”

He’d handle it. Handle him.

His arms embraced you tighter. One holding you against him while the other ran down your back, over your thigh then back up again as he allowed you to bawl your eyes out.

“I hate when you talk like that Ren,” You leaned back to look at him. “You know I don’t like unnecessary viole-.”

He grabs your face mid sentence, squishing your cheeks together, your lips round and pouty as you stared back at him.

“How’s it unnecessary when my princess is sitting here with tears running down her pretty ass face?”

It slipped but he made no attempt to correct it.

His princess. He’d always called you a princess, especially when y’all were younger. He found it very intriguing how spoiled you were, especially by the men in your life. Dad, uncles, even Eren himself.

He remembers saving up his little paychecks from working part time to spoil you as well, buying you little trinkets and gifts you probably didn’t even have anymore.

Nothing was unnecessary when it came to his princess. He’d die for you. Kill for you, even. You were the light of his dim life. Why wouldn’t you just realize it?

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hentyehottie · 1 year

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-| hi my newfound love 💕

i bring to thee pervy thoughts to satiate your kinktober thirst 💦

STAY WITH ME NOW ….

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N-NAGA!BAKUGO 🐍

Naga!Bakugo who stands about 7ft tall at his full height. Thick, muscular arms crossed over his bulging pecs that lead to into perfectly chiseled abs and tapers into a massive corded serpentine tail that he uses to prep you before stretching your tight little hole out with his two slimy ✨cocks✨

do with this what you will ❤️

Kinktober day 1 and only 🤪

Ngl it took forever but I got it done lmaooo excuse mistakes I never proofread

Pairing: Naga!Bakugo x Explorer Chubby Black!Fem Reader

c/w: 18+ MDNI

chileeeee 😭 monster fucking, oviposition, tail fucking, kats has two cawks, oral (m!receiving), language ofc, Katsuki hates humans, Katsuki’s 100 yrs old at least, he’s also a lil mean but I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t sprinkle a little praise here and there, venom intoxication, full nelson position, cervix fucking, girl you a babymama now 🤤 ❀ let me know if I’m missing any tags ❀

inspo behind his look lol

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Something wasn’t right about this forest, so many sinkholes and underground traps lingered around the bunker-like caves.

Which is exactly why you’re limping back to your camp. You’d lost your canteen, which meant you had no drinking water for the night. Fortunately, you had somewhere warm and sheltered to sleep.

You entered the bunker you’d claimed for yourself. This one was the least creepy of them all, lacking the furs and animal carcasses you’d seen in a couple of the others.

At the entryway you kicked off your boots, not wanting to track dirt and mud inside. The tapestry you’d brought gave you a decent amount of privacy, kept you hidden from whatever might’ve been lurking outside, however it couldn’t hide you from something already inside.

“Oi, it’s about time, who the fuck are you?” He snarled violently, tail curling around to push you the rest of the way inside. He’d been waiting on you to return all day, dying to see just who was bold enough to trespass amongst his territory.

He was huge, not only big and brutish but tall too, his head nearly grazing the cave’s ceiling as he raised up at you.

Katsuki hated humans. They were messy, disgusting and vile, destroying every place they’d come to inhabit.

So he’s absolutely seething when a ditzy little bitch makes herself comfortable right in the middle of his territory. Pinning your dumb little tapestry in the entryway, and leaving your things scattered.. neatly in a corner?

Okay whatever you didn’t make a mess, but still he’d spent days digging it out and getting it just right for his rut, only to have some human bitch trespassing while he was out collecting supplies.

“Oh I-.”

Terrified was an understatement as you looked everywhere but his face to to avoid his angry red eyes.

“You’re a..a…like a centaur..but a snake?” He heard you say. Should someone, or something like this even exist? You couldn’t help but wonder if he was the product of some freaky genetic splicing, or something conjured up from the deepest darkest depths of your monsterfucking fantasies.

His human or hunanoid half was absolutely beautiful. A very handsome face, even if it was fixed into a scowl, big muscled arms and an abdomen like a washboard. He wore golden cuffs on his arms and wrists, thick rings adorned a couple of his fingers. His body was thick and bulky, tapering down to a slender twelve foot long tail. His scales were black with splotches of tan, the underbelly that same sandy tan color.

“A Naga, dumbass. I don’t have time for ya little games, bitch. The hell are you doing in my den. Where’d you come from?”

“Your what? I’m traveling south and I just needed a camp for a few nights. Please don’t eat me, I’ll leave!” You were willing to beg the handsome creature for your life. You nearly fainted at the feel of his cold, scaly tail wrapping around and giving a deterrent squeeze.

“Don’t flatter yourself.” He snarled. The last thing he’d ever eat was a disgusting human, you’d probably taste like shit anyway, with all the garbage humans ate.

Now, a deer or a big fat juicy rabbit? He’d do just about anything for. He’d probably go hunting after he figured out how to dispose of you.

“So, what should I do with you, my chubby little bunny?”

His tone was taunting, you’re sure anything you suggested he’d laugh at, but you mustered up enough courage to speak anyway.

His gaze was fixed on you, red reptilian eyes daring you to make a move. He wanted you to run. He’d probably even stall a bit, give you a little leeway before hunting you down like the predator he was.

And when he found you he’d contemplate snapping your pretty little neck, or pumping so much venom into your veins that your blood solidified completely, or even gutting you like a fish and tossing you aside for the scavengers to deal wit-

“K-keep me?”

He stared at you like you’d grown another head.

“Keep you?” He spat the words like they were poison filling his mouth. He scoffed, nose turned up and brows bunched into a menacing scowl. “Fuck are you talkin’ about?”

He’d expected you to beg for a merciful death, totally caught off guard when you suggested such an impious request.

“L-like a pet or maid..I-I can cook or forage or…please you.” You reasoned with the monster, voice dying in your throat at the end of the statement. You knew there was no way he’d let you go unscathed, so you offered up the next best thing, you hoped.

The blonde stopped and looked down at you, arms crossed over the thick trunk of his body and squeezing his deliciously large pecs together, before his mouth turned up in a devilish smirk. Uncoiling his tail, he dropped you right on your butt.

“Don’t need a pet, but I do need an incubator.” Your eyes widened when his eyes fixated on your chubby tummy.

“Incubator?”

“Yeah,” His forked tongue flickered. “Ain’t got a mate, but I’m ready for a litter.“

He slithered the rest of the way to you, pulling you right into his arms. He pressed his cool fingers into your doughy body, pulling you right up against him. “You have the perfect body to bare my clutch, so you will.”

Sure, it was contradictory. He hated humans, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t use you and all of your warm holes, right?

“Either that or I stuff em’ into your corpse.”

He could smell your fear, along with the sweet scent of ovulation and it was absolutely intoxicating. Your scent alone made him fucking feral, made him want nothing more than to burrow deeper into his den and have his way with you, to pump you full of cum and then his eggs.

Which is exactly what he’d do. Make you pay for disturbing his peace and triggering his rut early.

“Gonna keep papa’s eggs nice and warm, right? Ya promise?”

You nod with so much force your head might fall off, flinching when his thin tongue flickered rapidly beside your ear.

“Good, now whad’ya say about pleasing me, Bunny?”

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The naga is left speechless when you take the head of one of his cocks into your mouth. The warmth enveloping him like the tightest hug.

“Fuck…what a good little bitch.”

You responded with the faintest little ‘mhm’ staring up at him all starry-eyed and dazed. Your tongue ran up and down that thick vein, sending shivers up his spine.

Katsuki had fucked with plenty of Naga women, but none of them had ever taken his dicks into their mouth, too prude and snobby to commit such a profane act.

But humans—humans were the embodiment of sin, the epitome of absolute trash, and before now he’s never been more grateful for the scum of your race.

Because here you were, the sexiest plump little vixen he’d ever seen, on your knees with your tongue swirling around each of his heads, showing neither more attention than the other.

You squished one of them between your busom, fucking it with your tits while your mouth handled the other.

“Holy fuck.” The naga breathed out, palming your head to push you down onto his cock, the tip nudging the threshold of your throat. Katsuki’s mind was clouded with delirium, head thrown back as little grunts and groans were forced out of him.

He laced his fingers into your braids, the hair ties that held your bun long gone. He was surprisingly gentle, forming your hair into a ponytail to rut against your mouth.

You sucked his cocks like your life depended on it, because it did. You needed him to feel like you were worth keeping, not to be discarded after you’d given him a litter.

“S-stop.”

Of course you didn’t stop, too stupefied to even understand the command at first. The naga felt like putty in your hands, the rattle of his tail moving intensely fast, nearly beating against the ground to signal just how close he was.

Your tongue and throat tingled as you worked him with your mouth, pushing him closer and closer to a release that would’ve brought him to his knees if he had them.

“Stop…or I’ll kill ya.” Bakugou panted hard, breaths ragged and strained, giving your hair a rough tug.

He quite literally meant what he said, as much as he did want to paint your throat with his cum, you’d likely asphyxiate from all that semen.

Your mouth was off of him in an instant, staring up at him waiting for your next order. You were a delectable sight to behold. Saliva dripping from your chin onto your big tits.

He pulled you up into a sloppy kiss, coating your tongue and throat with venomous saliva. It made your mouth water, the more you swallowed it down. You were now covered in a light sheen of sweat, body lax in his arms and incredibly sensitive, signs that you ingested the poison well.

“Please! I want-I need your cocks! Need you to fuck m-me.” His venom had you slack-jawed and slurring, drool dripping from the corners of your mouth.

Katsuki loved a bitch who wasn’t too proud to beg, carnal urges roused and ready to give you all that you asked for.

“Gotta stretch that pretty pussy if you want both my cocks.”

You nodded, or at least thought you nodded, head swaying as he maneuvered you around. Now you have your arms looped around his neck as he holds you up by your knees.

You let out the most wanton moan when his rattle breached your cunt, gasping and panting like a whore when more and more of that thick tail made its way inside.

Your eyes squeezed shut and your mouth formed a wide ‘o’ as the rings of the his tail were sheathed deep into your cunt.

“Nice and warm.” His deep raspy voice lingers in your mind even after he’s spoken.

“Fuckkkk! I need more!” You cried out, cunt gushing more of your syrupy arousal around his tail and down your thighs.

“Doing s’good, I’ll give ya more.” He praised, fangs pressed into his lip as he slipped his tail out, rattle coated in your pussy’s cream.

Tears stung your eyes at the delicious stretch of his upper cock stuffing your cunt.

He bounced you up and down, loving how your warm, creamy pussy felt around him. With every thrust the head of his second cock bumped against your clit sending tremors through your body every single time.

He never wanted to leave the warmth of your cunt and quite frankly you didn’t want him to either with how you wrapped your thick thighs around him so tightly.

He was able to pry you off of him a little, just enough to position his second dick at your entrance.

Completely cock-drunk and dickmatized you’d probably die if he pulled out of you. You’d never been so full in your life, filled the the brim with this monster’s cock.

“You said you wanted both right?”

“Uhhuh?” You agreed to all of his questions if it meant keeping your life. Your mind was so clouded and hazy that you didn’t even process what he meant until he stuffed that second cock into your greedy cunt.

Shifting the position, he turns you around so that your back was against his front, cocks still stuffed inside as he handled you like you were featherlight. He lifts your legs up until he has them over his forearms, you’re now folded in half against him with his hands locked behind your head.

In an instant he’s moving again, holding you still and slamming into your pussy at a god-like speed. “Oooo shit.” You moaned, staring down at your bulging belly.

“You’re so stronggg.” Your praises pumped his ego, if that was even possible, the man already had so much confidence as it was. “Nghhh it’s s-so fucking good.”

“Yeah? Human whore loves my cocks?” He had the meanest grin on his face, basking in your praises.

“Yesssss, fuck yes.” You screamed, eyes crossed and tongue lolling out like a mad woman as he fucked you into oblivion.

“J-just like t-t-that.” You stuttered as you felt the peak of an orgasm creeping up on you.

It had just dawned on you, the blonde hadn’t even given you his name, if he had one.

“N-name..what’s your name.”

“Katsuki.” The Naga said, thrusts never faltering. He rarely gave his first name, especially to people he deemed beneath him. However, in a matter of moments you’d be the mother of his brood, of course he made an exception.

“Katsu…mmphhh. I’m gonna cum, Katsukiiii!” You whimpered out his name as you coated his cock with your juices.

“Oh f-fuck, what’s happening?” Your hooded eyes widened when the thick heads of his cocks pushed passed the ring of your cervix, sitting snug inside your womb and ready to deliver his clutch.

Play time was over, and Katsuki was ready to collect on that promise you made him.

Large and round, the first egg settled into your belly. One after the other he deposited six big eggs into your belly. The stretch was uncomfortable, heavy.

You weren’t even sure if you could stand holding so much extra weight. After all you’ve been through you weren’t sure if you could stand at all, honestly.

He finally lifted you off of his cocks, both semi flaccid and slowly retreating back into their slit. Your eyes were fixated below you, intrigued by the bright green slime that dripped out of your cunt but even more so by the swell of your tummy after being filled with the naga’s eggs.

You felt yourself being moved, until you were layed against your sleeping bag and few extra blankets you had brought to bundle up with.

You were drained— body covered in sweat and cum, belly stretched to capacity. You didn’t even want to think about how you looked right now.

“Oi, stay with me.” He slapped a calloused hand over your cheek a couple of times.

You floated in and out of consciousness but you kept your eyes locked on his crimson ones as best as you could.

“Did good.” He patted your head as you snuggled into his cool body, bulging belly jutting against his abdomen.

He rubbed a hand over your belly. ”S’good for me, gonna give me a strong litter.” He kissed your forehead and that’s all you could remember before consciousness evaded you.

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hentyehottie · 1 year

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ran haitani x black fem reader

wc: 5kish

Warnings: sensual sex, fuck buddies, fem reader, black coded reader!, friends with benefits, mutual pining, slight flirting, fingering, oral sex, mentions of creampie, squirting, unprotected sex, ouid usage, pet name usage (ex. pretty, good girl, pretty girl), chubby reader (big titties, fat ass, thick thighs, fat belly, etc.), ran has commitment issues, MDNI!

notes: school was whooping my ass, that’s why this took so damn long to write 😭 thank y’all for all the help @prtttycocobuttvr @pattycakes5516 🫶🏾 💕

I hope you all enjoy!

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Here.

He tosses his phone in the cup holder after shooting you a text, drumming the fingers of his right hand against the center console. Droplets of rain begin to fall against the windshield and he’s hoping you bring your ass before it really gets to beating down.

You’re finally walking out and you look good. Good as hell actually, in a chocolate brown, skin tight tube dress and the brown pair of those teddy bear slippers you seem to have in every color. Half of your hair is wrapped up in a bun and the rest is flowing behind you as you speed walk to his car. There’s some kids playing football in the street and a couple of other people on their porches, probably wondering who the hell was getting picked up in such a nice car.

Surely no one expects it to be you—you barely went anywhere, but school and work, and by the way you were cheesing from ear to ear as you reached for the passenger door handle , this obviously wasn’t an Uber.

Your heart is in your stomach. This isn’t the first time he’s picked you up, but it’s the first time he’s picked you up in broad daylight. Ran notices your jean jacket is tucked away in the crevice of your left arm and the other is toting that big ass purse he wished you’d stop bringing. His room was small enough as it was and it just took up so much fucking space since you refused to sit it on the floor.

You plop down in the passenger seat immediately pulling the door closed, not wanting to hold him up any longer. You hear the gear shift and he’s driving down the expanse of your street to get back onto the main road.

“Hey! Been a while, thought you forgot about me.”

It’s been so long since he’s heard your voice. A week, week and a half maybe? He wasn’t sure if he missed seeing you or if it was just what came with seeing you, but it did feel nice to be in your presence again. The only reason he went to so long without seeing you was because he’d been so busy scouting locations for the club.

“Yeah..been busy. Stressed. My bad.”

Through his peripheral he sees you popping your AirPod into its case, dropping it into your bag. “I feel that, just finished midterms. I passed but they definitely whooped my ass.”

What were you in school for again? Bio? Nursing?

The gears are turning in his head but he’s still pulling blanks and deems it forgotten. If it comes up again, he’d probably ask tho.

It seems like he’d forgotten how pretty you were too, sneaking looks at you every chance he gets. Did you have your lashes done last time he saw you? He’s not entirely certain but he can’t help but be captivated by how fluffy they are and how they just slightly flutter against your cheeks every time you blink. That sexy vanilla perfume you like is dancing through his nostrils as you inch closer to hoop one of the straps of your bag around his headrest. “Remind me why you insist on fucking up my vehicle.”

You’d hardly call that fucking up his vehicle, but you did spill some of your sweet tea on his mat the last time he saw you and it seemed he’d never let you live it down.

“Because, a woman’s bag should never touch the floor and your fast ass driving is gonna have my shit all over the seat as soon as you hit a corner.”

As the two of you eased into the sixth month of knowing each other, you’re much more comfortable than you’d ever been with any man you’ve dealt with, but that still doesn’t stop the butterflies fluttering in your gut.

“Whenever you upgrade from your learner’s, I’ll let you drive us instead.”

He’s probably trying to be funny. It’s a nice ass car, real sleek and expensive most likely, you don’t even know what it is except that it’s a Benz. You highly doubt he’d even let you into the driver’s seat to honk the horn. “Kiss my ass, Ran. I’ll be driving before the year is out.”

“I’ll hold you to it.” His eyes are on you and he has that dreamy look on his face. The one where he cracks the tiniest little smile only for you. The one that makes it impossible to look him in the eyes cause it melts your heart and fills your tummy with the biggest butterflies. You never thought it’d get this deep between you and him, meeting him was supposed to be a social experiment. You and your friends all downloaded Tinder and the challenge was to link with the first guy you matched with.

Surprisingly, as soon as you swiped on Ran, it was a match. Not much conversing took place on the app, just small talk before you exchanged numbers and then plans to meet, chill, maybe smoke. It was so long ago and you don’t really remember all the details aside from how his skinny ass folded you up in the backseat of his car that same night. Ran gave you, hands down, the best dick of your life—choked you, spanked you, slapped you…all the kinky shit you fantasized about. Of course you fell in love.

The ride is quiet as it nears its end, music playing faintly in the background but drowned out by the heavy drizzle of the rain.

A twenty minute drive turned thirty seven, since he avoided expressways and fought with traffic. Plus he always drove the speed limit when it rained, especially with you in the car.

This isn’t the first time you’ve been to Ran’s place but it doesn’t amaze you any less every time you see it. From the floor to ceiling windows, marble tile and abstract art, the luxe apartment fits the eldest Haitani to a T. As soon as you step in, your first stop is the kitchen to wash your hands, a habit you picked up and passed on to him. After tossing your napkin you reach into your bag, passing him the Tupperware.

“I brought you some lasagna.” He’s shifting those lavender eyes down towards the pink plastic bowl then back at you again.

“Why?” It’s a genuine question and you hear no malice or sarcasm behind his tone.

“I- what? I‘m not putting woo on you, if that’s what you think, dickhead. Just had a lot left over and didn’t want to be wasteful.” You roll your eyes when he finally grabs the Tupperware from you. “Plus, it’s a peace offering for spilling the tea.”

He’s weary to take it, for whatever reason. Probably because he’s never had anyone cook for him. Or because he thinks he’ll fall for you even harder if he does. “Thanks.” Is all he says before he slides it into the fridge to keep cool.

“You act like you’re not used to people being nice to you, weirdo.”

He’s not. In his profession, he doesn’t think he’ll ever be. It’s never genuine and he knows it, why waste his time on fake love. That was before you at least, and it’s even more of a reason to stop whatever this was because seeing you has become more and more addictive and he’s in deeper than he’s ever been.

You follow him to his room like a little puppy, you know where it is but you always insist on entering only after he does. He’d done a lot of errands and running around so he’s peeling himself out of his outside clothes before sitting on the edge of his bed, eyes fixated on the TV that’s mounted to the wall. He chooses the r&b playlist you made, it’s what the two of you always use as background music.

A few feet away from him, you’re sliding out of your dress, letting it pool at your feet. The band of your thong sits high on your waist—something about not wanting a muffin-top, he remembers you saying, and he’s gripping your arm, pulling you over to him before you have the chance to pull them down. He positions you to straddle his lap, something you used to dread, in fear that you’d be too heavy for him. You’re pressed against him, the warmth of your chest against the cool skin of his.

“I missed you.” You ran your acrylics down the length of one of his braids where you begin undoing the rubberband at the end. Both braids are unraveled and the french tips of your nails are moving along his scalp. You smile when he lets out a deep sigh and his eyes roll back into his skull. “Missed you too.” He presses his lips against yours and you do the same once he’s got your attention, pressing kisses along his neck and chest. He doesn’t even mind the lipgloss on his lips and chest, thinks of it as you leaving your mark on him.

The both of you are skin to skin and everything about this is so mind boggling. Just a few weeks back you were a t-shirt warrior and an advocate for fucking in the dark, yet it only took one time—one night of Ran undressing you and kissing you from head to toe, caressing every single inch of your plush body and absolutely ravishing you in front of his full body mirror, chanting that you were beautiful until you understood.

Who could blame you for falling in love?

You want him so bad but you’ve accepted that he’ll never be yours the way you want him to be. And that’s okay because nothing else matters when he’s staring down at you like a god. Lilac eyes hooded, braids unraveled and his two-toned hair is fanned out around his face, so pretty and wavy. You’re staring back, a pillow under your knees for comfort.

His dick is big—thick and heavy, too heavy to stand on its own. It curves down gorgeously between his legs, mushroom tip beaded with pre as he grabs it. “So cute.” He breathes out, tapping his dick against your cheek and then your tongue. “Can I use you?”

You stare up at him, mesmerized by those deep pools of lavender. “You can do whatever.”

He’s lifting your braids up and away, keeping it out of your face, the scrunchie that held your bun now wrapped around his wrist. His first thrusts are nice and slow, rubbing his cock against your tongue and slowly easing towards your tastebuds. You’ve learned to breathe through your nose when he’s using your mouth like this.

Ran picks up pace and you’re gagging and drooling all over yourself. So much that you’re scooping it up and rubbing it on your nipples. He unsheathes his thick dick from your throat, cock twitching and jumping, slapping against your chin as he prolongs his orgasm. He’s enthralled by the sight you’ve become. Fat globs of tears pool at your waterline and snot runs down your nose, thick lines of frothy spit running down your chin and tits. He keeps a good grip on your hair, always makes it his duty to keep it nice and pristine when he sluts you out like this. You’re aware that you look an absolute mess and you know he fucking loves it, so much that he won’t stop staring down at you. Now your face is warm and you’re feeling bashful. “Want you to cum. Please.” Your tone is deep and sultry, yet your pleas are dipped in honey, deliciously sweet as they flood his mind.

His dick is back in your mouth, he’s moving your head slow and steady. “I’ll cum for you, pretty.”

“Oh f-uhhhh-uck.” He’s still thrusting, just a little faster, more sloppily & unhinged, feral and desperate as he fucks your throat to release. “G’nna cum for you right now.”

It isn’t long until he’s nearing his end, pulling out and giving his dick a few tugs until he’s shooting rope after rope, painting your face. You even catch some on your tongue and you’re swallowing it up as soon as he gives you your fill. You’ve learned to tolerate the bitterness and it’s much more pleasant now that you’re used to it. His toes are clenching into the carpet, his gut is tightening and the way you still wanna suck the life outta him even after he came is insane. But it feels so good to make him feel good. His hands are damn near trembling but he manages to fix your hair back into the half ponytail. Of course it isn’t as cute as when you did it, but it’ll do.

Ran uses his shirt to wipe your face for you, a little rough but very thorough, he doesn’t miss an inch so your eyebrows and the little bit of concealer you used to cover a couple of dark spots is long gone. He pulls you up into another kiss—a sloppy, messy kiss, the two of you are sucking faces like you’ll never see each other again. You don’t even realize he’s got you onto your back until he’s between your legs, sliding his fingers under the waistband of your panties. He’s peeling the damp cotton away from your folds and down the length of your legs, placing kisses against your calves as he slips the panties over your feet.

“Mine?” You know exactly what he’s asking for and you contemplate telling him no until Ran runs his warm tongue up your slit, pulling the hood back with his thumb and sucking your clit into his mouth.

“Mhm, keep em.”

His mouth morphs into a small smirk. You’d probably think he was an absolute fucking weirdo if you knew what he did with the panties he’s collected from you. His hands are trailing up your sides, resting against yours until they’re moving to place them on his head. Your nails move against his scalp, threading between those loose strands and gathering them up and out of his face.

He’s pushing your legs up higher, your thighs are pressing into your belly, knees right up under your tits. Ran was on cloud 9 right now. Every breath is filled with your scent, tongue coated in your essence as he’s licking up and down your cunt, even sticking his tongue in and fucking you with it for moments at a time.

Then he’s got two of those long, nimble fingers knuckle deep, pussy swallowing them up as he slides them deeper and clenching when he pulls them out. He’s rubbing your clit with the cream coated digits, fitting his tongue into your cunt and slurping up the wetness that leaks out, blessing you with those sloppy licks until he’s trailing lower and lower.

“Mmmfff…wait that’s my-“

He almost laughs at the squeak you let out when his thick tongue begins lathering your asshole with spit. Licking and prodding, so sloppy and slippery from your own juices running down. You taste so good, so clean and fresh and he won’t let a drop go to waste. It doesn’t feel like much to be honest but the act itself is so nasty, so profane, and it just turns you on so fucking much.

His tongue is licking and prodding at your ass, just until it gives for him, until he’s able to-.

“Fucckkkk.” You cry out in pain and pleasure. He slips a finger into your ass, lips wrapped around your clit again and you’re wondering if it’d be weird to start planning your wedding so soon.

You love how nasty he is, how he eats your pussy and ass with no issue, without you even having to ask. He does it cause he wants to. Does it cause he likes pleasing you too. You’re clenching on his finger as he fucks you with it, biting your lip to keep from letting out the most obscene of moans.

“Ran…g’nna cum.”

He pops his lips away from your clit, spitting on the bud and running his tongue around it.

“Yeah, gonna cum all over my face.”

It’s not a question, he’s certainly telling you, but you whimper out a pathetic attempt at answering him as he sucks your fat clit up between his lips again. It feels so good and you’re so sensitive that, that’s all you need to come undone. Your toes are curled indefinitely and he doesn’t let up until trickles of clear liquid flood his mouth, wetting his cheeks and the tip of his nose. Your legs are trembling in the air, buckling against his hold as you spray your release over the bottom of his face, a fountain of your essence and he tries his best to drink it all up.

Your breathing is hard, sporadic even and he doesn’t even give you a chance to catch it when he’s folding you up again, both hands at the back of your knees as he slides in slowly.

“F-fuck.” You stutter as he bottoms out, the thick tip of his cock kissing your cervix with every roll of his hips. He’s staring at you amusedly—your face is scrunched up like you wanna cry, you’re gasping for air like a fish out of fucking water, the whites of your eyes on full display. Lips parted and dry. And even still, he can’t help but think how pretty you are. How he wants to see you make that dumb little face every time he fucks you stupid.

“You love this dick?” The way Ran fucks you is so sensual, giving you those slow, deep strokes you love so fucking much. Leaning over to kiss and nip at your shoulder and jaw just like a lover would.

“F-fuck yessss…I love it..I love y-you.”

His dick is deep in your pussy, so deep it should be a sin, kissing your cervix with every single roll of his hips. It feels so forbidden—sneaky links shouldn’t fuck like this, but it’s so damn good, so dizzying you don’t even catch your mistake.

The smell of him, his voice, his sexy ass face—you’re in love with every aspect of him, everything about him.

In love with a stranger.

It’s just a slip up. That’s what he’s telling himself as he pulls out and rolls you onto your belly because staring at your pretty ass face has him wanting to cum in you and say it back. To be fair, he loves your pussy just as much. The first and only pussy he ever ate was yours and you’re the first he’s ever fucked raw.

“Good girl,” He’s got a rhythm going, and he’s stuffing you full of dick every time you throw your ass back on him. “Don’t run from it.”

He’s cooing and talking nasty as he fills you with all eight inches, telling you you’re a good girl. His good girl. His baby. His slut. And it’s fine cause you’ll be anything as long as it’s his. His thrusts are getting harder, sloppier as he nears his end. He can’t keep his hands off of your ass. Your mocha colored skin rippling against ever thrust, every slap of his heavy palm against your rear.

You think he must think he’s a fucking artist the way he enjoys painting your lovely skin with his cum. In reality, he’s marking you, laying claim over you like an absolute animal. Drips of translucent white run down your butt, settling into the dimples of your back, some running down the crack of your ass. He grabs that same shirt to clean you off, avoiding your pussy.

“You definitely did a number on me.” You turn to show him the marks on your hips. There’s more on your neck, he notices, you’ll see them once you’re in front of a mirror. His thumbs are ghosting over the faint purple bruises on your skin. He never intends to leave those marks on you, but you bruise so easily even when he thinks he’s being gentle. It’s exactly why you deserve someone who’ll treat you better, handle you better. Someone who’ll really be gentle & make love to you, since he only knows how to fuck.

“Gonna shower.” He hears you say after you gather your clothes from the floor. You gather his too and toss them into the 3-compartment hamper, separating his black pants from his grey boxers.

He doesn’t see it, and you’re glad he doesn’t. You still felt a bit iffy about the lasagna situation and you really didn’t want him to think you were overstepping your boundaries. “You brought clothes or you need something to put on?” He’s still sprawled out on the bed, arm over his eyes. The cool air has him fully softened, and you love that he’s that comfortable.

“Yeah, I packed some stuff cause I didn’t know if you’d feel like taking me back home tonight after picking me up, since I stay kinda far.”

“I would’ve.” He shrugs, finally sitting up. “But you can stay if you want.”

“Do you want me to stay?” Your back is to him, as you’re shuffling through your bag to pull out a towel, panties and the oversized shirt you brought. It’s the first time he’s ever offered you to stay at his place, but you’re hoping it’s because he wants you to, otherwise you feel like a bother.

“Sure, I don’t care.”

It’s not the answer you’re hoping for and your mood dampened. He watches as you step into the bathroom, closing the door behind you.

***

He’s slouched over the railing of the balcony, smoking and enjoying the cool air. At least, that’s what he should’ve been doing—instead his mind is moving a mile a minute, his blunt long forgotten as he gaslights himself into disregarding what you said earlier.

He knows it’s the worst thing you could’ve ever said to him and hoped you didn’t mean it, but in actuality, he loved hearing it. Loved watching your pretty lips contort to say it and couldn’t fathom the thought of hearing you say it to anyone that wasn’t him.

Ran sighs heavily as the voice in the back of his mind scolds him. He felt like he was losing his shit. It was selfish, yet uncontrollable and he couldn't help himself. You were like a drug he didn’t want to give up. But this needed to stop.

He knew it would ruin you both.

He doesn’t expect to feel you wrap your arms around him, it startles him a bit and he almost drops his blunt. “You okay? Whatcha thinking about?”

He shakes his head, offering you the joint, which you take. “Just business stuff.”

It's really you on my mind It's really you on my mind It's really you…

Frank Ocean’s voice is oozing out from the sliver of space in between the glass door and it’s frame and the irony is almost baffling, so much that he has to chuckle as he blows smoke into the cool night air.

“You ever had sex out here?” He looks over to see you on your tip toes, leaning further over the edge to see more of the view.

“You want me to fuck you out here?” He answers your question with a question, moving closer until his crotch is pressed right up against your ass.

Your skin—and the entire bathroom for that matter, smells just like vanilla, he’s wondering if you actually wear perfume or if it’s just that body wash that sticks to you so well. Either way you smell so good, so yummy that he’s dying to bend you over this balcony and run his tongue over every inch of you. Instead, he opts for pressing his face into the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply.

“Maybe.” You say after blowing smoke in the air and reaching behind until he grabs the blunt from between your pointy nails. “But it’s cold as hell out here.” In a matter of minutes it feels like the weather has dropped a couple dozen degrees and the cool wind makes it hard to keep the blunt lit. You both reside back into the bedroom and he closes the door behind the both of you, he heads to the kitchen while you settle into his bed to get some homework done.

He plops the chunk of lasagna onto a plate, sitting it into the microwave and letting it go for about a minute and thirty.

While that’s heating up, he’s washing out your bowl and turning it over in the adjacent sink to drip dry.

It’s so fucking good. He doesn’t even remember the last time he ate something home cooked. While he’s indulging in the stack of savory carbs, you have your headphones over your ears doing a case study assignment and listening to a lofi playlist. In your peripheral you see him on Tinder, and the fact that he’s sitting inches away from you, eating the lasagna you made and still swiping on bitches sours your mood even more, so much that you’re pulling your headphones off and shifting your entire body to face him.

“You still be on there?”

You don’t want to seem nosey, or delusional or whatever else somebody might call you, but your profile has been hidden for at least a month now, and the app deleted. After fucking with Ran you haven’t even thought of meeting another man.

“Here and there.” He shrugs, locking his phone and tossing it on the side table. “When I’m bored.”

“When you’re bored.” You repeat it and yup, it sounds just as absurd coming out your mouth. “Have you fucked anyone else since our little arrangement?”

“Nah, haven’t really thought about it. What’s with all the questions?” He gives you one of those slow blinks and it pisses you off even more.

“Just curious. I-I just wanna know what we are. Like, where I stand in your life, I guess.”

“From my knowledge, we’re just two people that fuck. Not really friends with benefits cause I don’t fuck friends-.” His words are like a jab in the gut.

“But you asked for friends with benefits, now we’re not friends?” “I said no strings attached, not friends with benefits.”

“No strings attached. Right.” It kills you to repeat it. “So in other words, I don’t mean shit to you.” You’re closing your laptop and swinging your legs over the edge of the bed. “Just someone you text when you wanna bust a nut, got it.”

It’s the farthest from the truth and it nearly shatters his heart to hear you utter such nonsense as he watches you stuff your belongings back into your bag. But, what exactly could he say?

He wasn’t looking for anything serious and he doesn’t fuck friends—you were in a category of your own, even if he didn’t quite know what that category was. Either way, he doesn’t expect you to react the way that you do and he considers damage control but knows he shouldn’t.

It’d just confuse the both of you, he knows it.

***

hey

yo?

???

These messages have been green and undelivered for months now. They probably will be for the rest of his life but Ran can’t bring himself to stop checking them every so often.

“Come on man, you’re still not over what’s-her-face?”

Ran, usually so sharp and alert, doesn’t even know how long his younger brother has been standing there. He just hopes not long enough to have seen him scrolling up and down your old messages. All the way up to when he asked for more photos of you since you didn’t have many on your profile. Scrolling down to where you asked for more of him and of course he didn’t have many either, but he still found himself opening up his camera to take more for you. Every ‘wyd’ or ‘I’m outside’ and every ‘drive safe.’ He read through them all, and recalls ever single moment he’s had with you. “Do you live to fucking annoy me?”

“Just saying. There’s plenty of pussy in the sea. Plenty of women too. Come on man, it’s a big night for us.” Oh how Ran loved the way life worked. Constantly putting off spending time with you to focus on the club, now the club is finally opening for its first night and he couldnt be bothered to care. He can’t get you off his mind.

“Yeah..just a couple hundred people I gotta play friendly with all damn night.” The older brother sighs. Ran’s tone is so emotionless, so dull it’s like talking to a shell of him. It kills Rindou to see that he still hasn’t gotten over whoever the hell you were.

Ran was always so secretive & Rindou is actually a little annoyed because had he known who you were he would’ve personally begged you on his hands and knees to take his brother back.

“It’ll be well worth it in the end, just tend to VIP sections, I’ll keep everyone else entertained.” The two bump fists before parting ways.

The first VIP section that catches his eye is a group of women and he assumed someone was celebrating a birthday, judging by the big metallic pink ‘25’ balloons, so of course he wants to be there one bearing the gifts. A limited edition pink bottle of Clase Azul, champagne for a toast and a bouquet of pink roses are in his hands as he makes his way to the table.

“Ladies.” He greets you and your friends. “Enjoying yourselves?”

Ran thinks he’s seeing things when his eyes meet yours, and he can’t tell if the universe is working for or against him.

You look so fucking gorgeous in your satin pink dress, it hugs your curves but slouches in all the right areas giving the illusion of wet silk draped against your body. Your makeup is beautiful, lips glossy, nails done, even your hair is sexy as hell—jet black buss down, or whatever the fuck it’s called, and it’s way past your ass. Long enough to pull. Fuck, he misses pulling your hair. He misses you.

“Beautiful bottle for a beautiful lady. Happy birthday.” He plays it cool but his heart feels like it’s about to beat out of his chest.

“Thank you.” You can feel your cheeks raising and you’re not sure if it’s because of the compliment or the free liquor. It took you months to forget about this very man only to have him catch you completely off guard on the night of your birthday. He looks good, so good you can’t help but stare. He’s stopped dyeing his hair, more of his natural black has grown out, and he has most of it pulled back in a messy high pony. He’s still into oversized clothes, donning a white shirt that was at least two sizes too big, black jeans and a flannel around his waist.

When you grab the bottle from his hand, the tips of your nails graze his hand and Ran wonders if it’s crazy to miss them running down his back too. Both of you are surrounded by your friends, guests and workers in the club but it really feels like it’s just the two of you.

He’s looking you up and down, drinking you in amongst the dim lighting and he can’t imagine how he fumbled you. He pops the bottle of champagne effortlessly, pouring you a glass and doing the same for your four friends, then himself.

“To Y/N. More life to you.”

He’s the last one you clank your glass with, your face warms up as you can feel his eyes bearing down on your as you finally take your first sip. Sweet and bubbly is how you’d describe it, most champagne’s are too dry for your liking, that much he remembers.

“Can we talk?”

Even after sharing some of your most intimate moments with him, it still felt like talking to a stranger.

“Sure.”

You tell your friends you’ll be back and then he’s leading you through the long corridor to a lavish office. This is Ran we’re talking about so you wouldn’t expect anything less.

“Been a while.” He speaks after closing the door behind the both of you. Ran hates small talk, yet here he is trying his best to spark up a conversation with you. In the fluorescent lighting he notices you’ve lost weight too, hopes it’s cause you wanted to and not stress or anything like that. “Didn’t know today was your birthday.”

“You didn’t care to remember. I would’ve never guessed you owned this club.” You sigh, leaning against his desk, shifting your weight off of your feet. These heels were cute as hell but they were literally murder on your ankles and the balls of your feet. “How have you been?”

It was his turn to sigh. “I don’t know, just been busy with the club, it was keeping me distracted. Keeping you off my mind.” If Ran wasn’t anything else, he was always honest, especially with you.

Silence. The silence is smothering the both of you in unresolved tension and it only gets thicker as you contemplate what to even say to that. “Why would I be on your mind?”

“What? You’re always on my mind. Every time I think about you, I fucking miss you. But I know I fucked up so-“

“No, you did nothing wrong, nothing at all. When we first started messing around we agreed to no strings attached, no I love you’s, no feelings. But I fucked all of that up and I fell for you..and you didn’t catch me.” You twiddled with your thumbs, knowing when he asked to ‘talk’ this was coming sooner or later. “I wanted you so bad I was fine just being your friend, but to know I wasn’t even that, it hurt. It hurt so bad I thought I’d never get over you, until I realized that I was settling.”

He’s taken aback to say the least. “Settling? I made you feel like you were settling? What was it that I didn’t have? That I didn’t give you? Money, status?”

His expression is shocked, crazed even, and it feels so good to get some kind of emotion out of him other than indifference. But, you’re past this phase, and you no longer wanted to be involved with him romantically. Probably not even sexually to be honest. “Have I ever asked you for money, Ran?”

Truthfully, you were probably the only woman he’s dealt with that didn’t ask him for money.

“You never asked me for anything. How would I know what you wanted?” By now he felt defeated, pathetic, like he was pleading and you weren’t hearing him.

“When you find the girl that’s for you, that special girl, she won’t even have to ask.”

He feels like it’d be crazy to admit that he thinks you’re that girl. That he knew you were special since the first night he met you. That he was just afraid of commitment and that’s why he pushed you away.

This wasn’t like losing a friend, no, he knows that far too well. This was like losing a lover. A foreign feeling and he’s not entirely sure why, but it hurts. It hurts so bad.

You prop your arms on his shoulders, reaching a hand behind him, looping one of your fingers around his hair-tie and slipping it out. He makes no move to stop you as his hair falls around his face, a curtain of black and gold. “Still so pretty.” You place your hands on either side of his face, soft fingertips running against his milky skin. It’s like you’re teasing him with those gentle gestures, only to rip his heart out in the end.

“Take care, Ran.”

There’s burning in his throat and he wants to scream. To punch something.

But you’re smiling up at him so cutely and he’s given no choice but to crack a fake smile for you too as he pulls you into his arms for the last time.

Is this closure? Is it supposed to make him feel worse than he would’ve had he chose to not speak to you at all? Is this how you felt?

In the end, he can’t even be mad. He wasn’t ready, but he had no clue how much it’d hurt when you didn’t wait for him. He squeezes you tighter and wants to hold you, feel you, even smell you just a little bit longer, but he hears a knock on his door and he knows it’s time to free you. To free himself from the shackles you kept around his heart whether you knew it or not.

“Take care, y/n.”

❀

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Y’all I know I said I wasn’t posting anything else until I revised some older fics buttttt I just couldn’t get this series out of my head 🥲 let’s call it the Tokyo Rev. Occupation Series where I’ll be writing a series of nsfw blurbs about these sleazy professionals & their favorite clients 🫶🏾

First up we have :

Dentist!Smiley

Lmaoooo this one is so obvious but Smiley is one of the best dentists there is. His office is a serene environment, even with the rap music playing, mainly Youngboy cus that’s who he claims he resonates with and it reminds him of his adolescence 😭 Souya thinks it’s unprofessional but regardless, it’s what he likes and his clients never complain, except you.

Smiley’s known for enhancements. Says a person’s smile is their best asset and has dedicated his life to helping people achieve their perfect smile. Porcelain veneers are his specialty—he focuses on aesthetic and functionality. His prices are a bit steep but his work speaks for itself.

At only 27 years old he owns his own private practice and has made a name for himself in such little time. A lot of people are skeptics, claiming he’s far too young to know what the hell he’s doing, and that he’s overrated. He used to get so many comments about him being a scammer, ripping off clients, and a whole bunch of other bullshit on the daily.

It was infuriating but he’s not the person he used to be. Plus he can’t fight thousands of strangers on the internet. So he addressed it one time and one time only on ig live.

“I don’t do promo like y’all’s favorite dentists, and I don’t fancy putting big white cinderblocks in people’s mouths for a couple thousand dollars like y’all’s favorite dentists.”

“If you don’t wanna work with me, that’s cool, but don’t disrespect me or my craft. My work is immaculate so pay my fucking price, or don’t, but somebody will and you’ll know the difference.”

Of course it went viral, probably cus he said the whole thing with a smile on his face. Had the internet in an uproar—he was cool, calm and a little stern with just the right amount of sassy and of course you ate it up. Booked your consultation at Kawata Dentistry a few weeks later, paid almost 23 bands for your perfect smile, and you couldn’t be happier. He was much cuter in person, and yes, his teeth are just as straight and white in person. What intrigued you the most was the way the smile on his face never wavered, even when he was a bit annoyed at his receptionist for double booking his appointments.

That was nearly a year ago and he’s been your dentist since, and in the span of that year he’s come to like you a lot—enough to say you’re his favorite client. It makes him so fucking happy that you’ve started to smile for him more, no longer self-conscious about your imperfect smile, now you give him real smiles showing damn near all thirty two of your teeth.

He thinks you’re pretty as fuck too, never wearing any makeup, just your mink lashes and that Dior lip stuff you like. Smiley loves the way you keep yourself up—hair and nails always done and you always smell good as fuck, it’s obvious you’re a high maintenance, luxury bitch. But when you walk through his threshold, when you enter his domain, you’re nothing more than a slut for him to play with and he loves it.

He’s sitting on his stool, wheels locked while you’re on your knees between his legs with his fat cock stuffed in your mouth. The stretch makes your jaw ache but neither of you regard that. You swallow around his cock and it sends shivers up his spine. “Oh fuck, you’re so good at that.”

He calls it a ‘stress test’ and how he got you to agree to this the first time, you’ll never know, it must’ve been his way with words, since that’s what drew you to him in the first place.

Brent Faiyaz is playing, cus you hate that ‘rah-rah rap shit’ and you made it your business to tell him every time you enter his office, once you got comfortable enough.

He’s got your hair fisted into a makeshift ponytail, loves the raw Indian tape-ins you have in this time.

Smiley’s yanking at your hair, bobbing your head up and down, occasionally pushing you down far enough for his peachy pubes to tickle your nose. He’s spewing praise after praise as you please him. Going on and on about how you’re so pretty, especially when you’re on your knees letting him use your mouth like this. Thank goodness for the music, the gyuck sounds are so loud, so obscene as his thrusts get faster and sloppier.

The shaft of his cock is jutting against your teeth every single time the tip of him kisses the back of your throat, makes him shudder every time. He lets out a deep sigh, holding your head still and jerking his hips up.

“Holy shit, you’re so perfect.”

This lasts until he cums, which is never long, you are the client with the perfect mouth after all. He pops his cock out of your mouth, pressing kisses to your lips again and again until he’s satisfied.

You’re still on your knees and he’s still gripping your jaw, you already know what he wants so you crack a wide smile for him. You’re sure you look crazy—spit and cum (you’re dentist’s cum) running down your chin, just smiling like an idiot. He turns your head side to side, using his other hand to run his finger over the tips of your teeth.

“No loosies or chipping.” He smiles at his own handiwork. “Lemme clean you up and get a picture.” It’s sweet, the way he wipes your face so gently and helps you up. He walks away for a second, washes his hands and returns with a tiny paper cup full of mouthwash, remembers alcohol free is your preference.

The goal is a minute but he lets you slide with the forty-five second swish. He hugs you tight, and he doesn’t let go. Neither do you, your arms perched against his shoulders as you stare up at him.

“When imma see you again? Every four months ain’t cutting it nomore.”

“You can see me whenever, you know where I be, what time I take lunch. Unless you trying to take me on a date outside of work hours.”

You nod, and when you do he’s pulling out his phone, handing it to you with a light chuckle. “Alright, gimme your number. We’ll set something up.”

Later that day, you see he posted you on his personal page. Your teeth looks amazing but you hope the hearts in your eyes and the way you press yourself against him isn’t too obvious.

@/smiley_ortho - Another satisfied client back for routine maintenance! I love making pretty girls prettier 🥺🫶🏻

I guess it’s safe to say you really like your dentist & he really likes you too!

#tokyo rev x reader #tokyo rev smut #tokyo rev x black reader #tokyo rev x you #nahoya kawata #smiley x reader #x black reader #black coded reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev x y/n #Tokyo revengers x black reader #HentyeHottie

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hentyehottie · 2 years

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a/n: just a quick blurb I thought up 😭 didn’t proofread & wrote it in like an hour so please spare me lmaooo

Pairing: K. Bakugo x Chubby Black!Fem Reader

c/w: rough oral (blowjob+rimjob) overly jealous bakugo, mentions Shoto, humiliation, degradation, exhibitionism, slight dacryphilia

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“Hey Kats.” You stood by the door, undressing like you did every other day. The blonde had no idea why you acted like wearing clothes in the house was taboo.

“Sup. Where ya been?”

“My class ended later than it was supposed to.” You answered quickly.

“You’re lying. Your class ended at 3. I saw Shoto walkin’ ya out.”

All he wanted was the truth from you, and you went and crushed his heart.

“What the fuck were you doing with that extra?” Seeing the two of you smiling and laughing with Shoto’s arm around your shoulder got his blood boiling.

“We just went and got lunch, no big deal.” You stared at the ground, playing with your fingers.

He pulled your hair, leaning in closer. “If it’s no big deal then why did you fuckin’ lie?!?” He stared at you as if you’d grown another head.

Bakugo loved and trusted you, so why would you lie about something so trivial.

“I-I don’t know why I lied. But we’re just roommates that fuck around every now and then. There’s nothing wrong with me putting myself out there and-“

“Out where? On Todoroki’s dick like the whore you are?” The blonde spoke his venomous words so calmly it was scary.

Slap.

You didn’t even mean to do it, it’s like your body reacted without your mind.

“Bakugo I’m so-“ He cut you off.

“Oh I’m Bakugo now? I had ya moaning Katsuki last night, what changed?” He laughed, shaking his head, pushing past you to head to his room.

You followed him of course, determined to make things right between the two of you.

***

Of course that only ended up with you sitting on your knees while his thick cock pummeled your throat with no mercy, only pulling out when you violently heaved for the third time.

Bakugo stared down, taking in his masterpiece. Mascara running and eyeliner smudged, lips glossy with spit and pre-cum. You looked so pathetic and so fuckin’ cute.

Still holding your hair, the blonde popped his cock out of your mouth, grazing his thumb over your lips and planting a slap on your cheek.

He sat at the head of your bed, legs spread wide and looking quite annoyed when you just sat there, still on your knees.

“C’mere.” You quickly shifted onto your feet, climbing into the bed to lay yourself in between his thick thighs.

You stared at him with those bright doe-like eyes, pulling at his heart strings like you always did.

“So disappointed in you.” He shifted his position, now lying on his back with his legs up. “But, if you wanna be a slut, I’ll treat you like a slut. Lick.” He roughly commanded with a pull of your hair, shoving your face lower.

You stared at him with your lips just millimeters from his ass, blinking back your tears, those pretty tears he wanted to see staining your cute face.

Sticking your tongue out, you sent a kitten lick over his hole, testing the waters. He smelled clean, like soap and the natural musk of a man.

Your nose prodded against his heavy wet balls as you licked up his taint for the fourth time, finally giving his hole an experimental nudge.

“That’s it…put that tongue in my ass.” He breathily whispered, eyes rolling back for a split-second.

“God you’re so good at this, who ya been practicing on?” His crimson eyes gleamed with vigor as he stared down at you. “Y’eat Icy-Hot’s ass like this too?”

You frantically shook your head, panting and licking.

“Good, I’m the only one you’re gonna use that pretty little mouth on.” He smirked down at you.

His big hands grabbed ahold of your two pigtails, using them like handle bars to fuck your tongue into him faster. He made you tongue fuck his ass for all you were worth, your slutty tongue left no part of him untouched.

Your pussy gushed slick into your panties at the predicament you’d gotten yourself into. Reduced down to nothing but a warm throat and a wet tongue for your roommate.

You winced as a bright light blinded you, raising your eyes to find the source of the light.

“S’okay bunny, can I show off my ass eatin’ slut?”

You nodded your head, pretty eyes staring up into his camera. Despite the blinding light in your face, you kept licking, running your tongue around his rim again. The humiliation fueling your ministrations as you gave hard, wet lashes against him.

“Oh..fuck.” He breathed out when you began to stroke his cock with your tongue still deep in his ass. “Just like that, make me cum. Show me that you’re mine.”

You licked and stroked him faster, humming with enthusiasm, determined to prove just that.

The blonde’s eyes rolled back and his head lulled as you milked his cock for every last drop of nut.

“Oi, that’s enough.” He smacked your hands away, the overstimulation becoming very uncomfortable, very quickly. “Get up here and clean me up.” He saved his video before pulling your hair, guiding you up.

You licked the cum that spurted out onto his chest and belly, making sure to get every drop. You shivered every time the salty taste made contact with your tongue, but still swallowed it down like he wanted you to.

“I thought what we had going on worked for you, you never hinted at wanting something more.” Bakugo finally spoke after minutes of just rubbing his hands over your plushy body.

Warmth enveloped your body as he pulled you closer to him, the scent of smoky caramel flooding your nostrils.

“I know..just thought you’d figure it out.”

“Well I ain’t a damn mind reader, dumbass.” He sent a hard slap against your ass, making you hiss.

“Well now you know.”

“And now you’re mine.”

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closing a/n: so there’s no confusion, reader gets teary eyed at Bakugo being disappointed in her, not him making her rim him!

*Bakusquad replies to Katsuki dropping the vid in their groupchat* 😭

📦: Damn she’s deep in there 🤤

📦: Freak nasty bitch 😍

⚡️: I want a cute bimbo bitch to eat my ass 🥺

⚡️: Mina?

🦈: fuck she’s so cute

🦈: now I’m bricked up on patrol :/

💕: In your dreams sparky

💕: Wouldn’t mind eating hers tho…

#bakugou smut #bakugou imagine #bakugou x chubby reader #bakugou x black reader #black reader #bnha bakugo smut #bnha smut #bnha x black!reader #bnha x reader #yandere #jealous!bakugo #katsuki bakugo fic #my hero x reader #mha x black reader #mha x plus sized reader #my hero academia #chubby black reader #HentyeHottie

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hentyehottie · 2 years

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pairing: K. Bakugo x Chubby Black!Fem reader

w/c: 3k

c/w: 18+ MDNI

mentions of fingering, blowjobs, rough fucking, kitchen sex, stand and carry position lol, roommates, college au, fwb, you being a brat, katsuki falls in love at first sight lol,

chile this is all over the place but my beta told me to post it 😭 it’s kinda just a bunch of blurbs about you and bakubabe becoming roommates

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So, the story was he’d been kicked out of campus housing for blowing a hole through the gym wall and attacking Deku.

In actuality, it was him who’d been blown through the wall while sparring with the shitty loser, Deku still unable to fully control his given quirk.

It almost cost him his scholarship but after Deku begged and professors Toshinori and Aizawa pulled some strings—he’d only been reprimanded and removed from the on-campus housing in fear that he’d cause an insane amount of damage again in the future.

He found the ad on Reddit—$500 a month for rent and the only utilities were electricity and cable/internet, which would probably be split between him and the other tenant. Amenities included a full kitchen, washer and dryer and a full bathroom. The only requirement was that he was in attendance at U.A University, which he was, and a payment of first & last rent.

Of course he was going to jump on it, he was desperate and it was affordable. He even emailed the person who posted the ad, asking to meet as soon as tomorrow.

He paid the landlord with no questions asked, even after the unsightly security deposit was tacked on after running a background check.

He scratched his name onto every highlighted section, agreeing to live with a stranger for the next two and a half years.

***

Now, he did not expect said stranger to be so damn cute.

Cute chubby cheeks, full pouty lips and your curly hair was in a big poof on the top of your head like a bunny’s tail. You had to be at least a foot shorter than him, a tiny plump little thing you were. So damn adorable.

Well now he was absolutely sure he’d made the right decision. Who knows what some creep would do to a cutie like you if they had gotten the room before he did.

You greeted him with a hello and a smile. He responded with only a grunt as he lugged two duffel bags and a roller suitcase into the doorway.

He dropped them with a loud thud, turning to look at you.

“You my new roommate?” He asked, looking you up and down. Your attire was distracting—a small white shirt with your nipples peeking through the thin fabric and don’t even get him started on the way he could see your fat pussy print through your pink shorts.

“A hi, hey or hello would be nice.” You sassed, sipping from a pink drink. “I didn’t sleep with you last night.”

Looks like his bunny had a tongue like a scorpion’s tail.

“Hello.” He smirked, pleasantly annoyed at how your lips curled into a smile at the greeting. Almost like you wanted to bitch him.

“That’s better. Your room is the one on the left.”

“Gotcha, anything else?” He tried to focus his eyes on anything but your pretty face.

“Please don’t forget to put the toilet seat down, clean up after yourself and your company and lastly I’m not stingy with food, so what’s mine is yours, just please don’t be an asshole. If there’s not much of something please ask before you take it.” Your rules were simple enough right? Basic roommate etiquette.

“Ya think I don’t have any goddamn home training?!” Bakugo snapped, gritting his teeth.

You laughed at the angry blonde, he reminded you of an angry Pomeranian and it was actually quite cute.

He was relieved when you giggled at him. Some people took his snappy attitude way too serious, it was honestly annoying as hell.

You really didn’t mind the way Bakugo talked. You were probably just as bad, only difference was your mouth was slick as hell and he was just mean and loud.

“Do you cook?”

Your face lit up. “Yes! I love to cook.” Your smile was enchanting to him, almost made him want to give you one in return.

He shoved his hand into his pocket, pulling out an envelope. It was some extra cash, probably like a hundred bucks or so, since he had to draw extra money from the atm because the money order amount was only enough to cover rent and not the security deposit.

“Good. Use it for groceries or whatever. We can go together or…I’ll make a list.” His mouth and heart working against his brain. Words tumbling out before he could even think.

“Oh..uh, we can go together, since I don’t have a car.” You didn’t expect him to be so forward or so generous,

The blonde’s heart clenched at the thought of you being his pretty passenger princess. Maybe this roommate thing wouldn’t be too bad.

***

You and Bakugo as roommates definitely took some getting used to, since you’d occupied the unit alone for such a long time.

For instance, your weekday routine was set in stone, so like usual, by the time you entered the doorway you were already stripping . You left your black crocs at the door, stepping out of your scrub bottoms, pulling the top over your head the same time.

“Shit.” You sighed out, unhooking the bra you had on, breasts finally free as they fell out of the cups with a small bounce, rubbing the spot where the underwire kept digging into your skin.

Finally opening your eyes, you were met crimson and there he was, leaned against the wall, eyes glued to you like a lion hunting a doe.

You let out a shriek, using your clothes to cover your body the best way you could, shielding yourself from further embarrassment.

“Forget about me already, dumbass?”

Glaring at the blonde you scurried past him, seething at the shit eating grin on his face.

“You saw nothing.” You gritted out before running the rest of the way to your room.

But, as soon as you were gone the facade dropped and he ran his hands down his face, seemingly more flustered than you were. He’d never seen a woman naked before, outside of porn of course, and it just had to be you.

He hoped he hadn’t upset you, the look of terror on your face was just too fucking cute not to laugh at.

“Fuckkkk.” He whispered out, having popped a hard on in seconds.

Even Bakugo couldn’t deny how sexy you were. A pretty face and an even prettier body. You had a nice fuckin rack too, he was definitely an ass guy at heart but there was nothing wrong with appreciating a nice pair of tits every now and then. You were probably a double D cup since they had a natural lowness to them, he just knew they’d be nice and heavy in his large hands. To top it off you had big areolas and cute little inverted nipples that he’d love to coax out of hiding.

He didn’t know what he liked more— the sight of your juicy, thick ass bent over in a pink thong as you gathered your clothing off the floor or your pretty ass titties and how they bounced with almost every move you made.

The blonde trudged to his room, dick insanely hard and rubbing against his thigh.

Closing his bedroom door, he sat on his bed palming his dick through his sweat shorts. Taking his cock in his hand, he rubbed his thumb around the fat mushroom tip, shuddering at the sensitivity. He pumped his thick cock nice and slow, envisioning your beautiful body now that he could go off of more than just the illusion your tight clothes gave.

“Damn..” That was all it took for Bakugo to feel himself fall over the edge, thick ropes of cum painting his chest and belly as his body shook and his pants turned into slow ragged breaths.

Grabbing a couple tissues from the nightstand beside his bed, he wiped his stomach, chest and the tip of his dick before tossing them into the wastebasket.

Less than satisfied, he shoved his still somewhat hard dick back into his pants

Beating off to his roommate was not how he’d planned spending his first week in his new home.

***

Bakugo sat at the kitchen trying to take notes but he couldn’t even fucking focus. You were always on his mind, invading his thoughts every chance you got.

He wasn’t sure if he liked you, maybe it was lust, either way it was a fucking nuisance.

As more and more time passed, seven whole months to be exact, the two of you began to get very comfortable with each other.

Well, as comfortable as two hornballs could get without going all the way. Neither of you had ever brought anyone back to the apartment so it was assumed that the both of you were single. That was perfect because you two really enjoyed each other’s company, experimenting with things that were fun and worked well for your friendship.

Like studying together in the kitchen, sometimes Bakugo would take the initiative to create flash cards and test you.

Or the movie nights on the couch that occasionally ended with you in his lap, legs spread with two of his thick fingers deep in your creamy pussy.

And even the late night snack runs where you’d most likely end up with a mouthful of his cock in an almost empty Target parking lot.

He’d come to find out you were incredibly clingy too. If your classes happened to end before his, you’d nap in his bed until he returned, loving the scent of burnt sugar that stuck to his sheets and pillows. You loved his scent, since it was calming and reminded you of holiday sweets. Plus, you couldn’t fit his clothes so this was the next best thing.

He heard you softly enter the apartment, watching you stripping down at the door like you usually did until you were in a white, cropped tank and your underwear.

He also noticed you loved to walk around in nothing but tiny shirts and your panties. You’d been doing it a lot more lately since the weather was transitioning into those hotter months and you honestly reminded him of that silly little bear that loved honey.

“Hey.” He greeted first, something he began doing around the third month of living together.

“Hey.”

“What’s wrong.”

Something had upset you, he could hear it in your voice. He knew you like the back of his hand and you hated it.

“Nothing.” You kept your replies short but that didn’t keep him from pestering you. You weren’t upset with him, just annoyed at your dumb parents. You’d gone to see them, you hadn’t seen them in a while and you kinda hoped that they’d start giving you your full allowance again.

Instead they berated you, bringing up trivial things such as your weight and even the way you dressed. It was draining, they were draining, and you just wanted to be left alone right now.

“Fuck is your problem?”

Of course your roommate couldn’t take a hint, too stubborn and caring to just let you walk away upset.

Of course you wanted to tell him how you were feeling, but you hated the vulnerability that came with expressing your feelings. Plus, knowing Katsuki, he’d probably just yell at you and call you a dumbass for even caring about their opinions.

“I don’t have a problem Katsuki.” You rolled your eyes, more than annoyed at his tone. “It’s just school stuff, damn. Just leave it the fuck alone!” Was he really dumb enough to think talking to you like that would help?

“Excuse me.” You tried to slide past him, since he currently towered over you waiting for an explanation.

“Y’er not excused.” He pulled you back.

You yelped in surprise as you were shoved against the island, staring into his fiery eyes as he wrapped one of his large hands around your neck.

“Gonna talk to me?” He asked, staring down at you with those daunting crimson eyes. “Fuck off.” You rolled your eyes, pushing at his chest. Of course he didn’t budge, the 6’3 mammoth continued to peer down at you, brows furrowed.

His other hand trailed down, running two fingers up and down your cunt, catching some of the slick that had already began to pool there.

“Already soaking wet,” He shook his head. “Dumb lil’ slut.”

He spun you around just as quickly as he’d pulled you back, bending you over the island and pulling your thong aside.

Bakugo slapped his heated palm against your ass, the pleasant sting forcing a moan from your parted lips.

You heard the jingling metal of his belt buckle coming undone and your eyes widened.

“Katsuki, what-.”

“S’okay, I know exactly what you need babe.” He reasoned, pulling his underwear down and pressing his hard cock between your thighs.

The way you tooted your ass up didn’t go unnoticed either, attitude seeming to have melted away at the thought of getting your pussy pounded. The blonde smirked, shaking his head again.

His thick cock bullied its way into your virgin cunt, your already slick walls making it just that easy for him to slide right in like he belonged there. The squelch of your pussy was loud as he drilled in and out of you, showing you no mercy.

He reached his arms around, slipping his hands under your tank top to tweak your nipples and squeeze your heavy tits in his big hands.

“Mmmm..fuck Katsuki.” You moaned from the pleasure, loving the way he pinched and squeezed your sensitive nipples. He moved lower, spreading his warm palms all over your soft skin, stopping only to grab at the fat of your tummy.

You stood on your tippy toes, making you just tall enough to take his cock comfortably. The harsh slaps of his hips slamming into your ass, his grunts and your moans echoed in the small kitchen as he fucked you, gradually picking up pace.

He’d actually had a decent day, the academy usually kicked his ass on Fridays, and he wasn’t about to let your gross attitude fuck that up.

“This what you wanted, right?” He pounded your pretty little cunt, drawing out the most adorable little sounds from you.

He felt so good inside of you, like his dick was made for your pussy. Stuffing you full of his cock while he sent harsh slaps to your ass, brows pushed into a deep frown.

“Right?” He snarled, emphasizing his question with a particularly hard thrust, pressing his chest against your back and grabbing your jaw, twisting your neck so hard you thought he wanted to snap it.

You let out a strained moan as he stared at you with those darkened eyes, hips never faltering as he waited for an answer.

“Uh-Uhhuh.” Was all you could muster, Katsuki smirking at the way your eyes crossed and your jaw went slack in his hand.

“Yeah? Wanted me to fuck that nasty lil’ attitude right outta ya huh?” He placed a kiss on your lips, biting your plump bottom lip before he retreated back.

You nodded, vision clouded with specs of white as his thumb played with your asshole and his cock stroked that sweet spot in your cunt over and over.

“Katsuki.” You sighed out his name. “F-feels s’good baby.”

“I know,” He cooed, voice like caramel as he fucked into you, now at a slower pace. “Can’t have those shitty clinical’s stressing my pretty Princess out. How ‘bout you quit, be my lil cumrag instead?”

“Mhm, I will.”

It was like a switch had flipped and his sweet voice clouded your brain, making you forget all common sense. Right now you’d agree to just about anything right now as long as it kept his cock in you.

Bakugo on the other hand, a virgin less than five minutes ago, wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep this up. Especially with his cock now very acquainted with your tight, wet, warm pussy and wanted nothing more than to plant his seed deep inside you.

He unsheathed himself from your pussy, the cool air making him hiss as he spun you around.

He raked his eyes over you, taking in your fucked-out appearance. Tank top ill fitting and stretched out from all his pulling, slight bruising on your neck from when he held you there, your tear stained face was icing on the cake, and he absolutely loved it. A layer of sheen covered you, baby hairs now messily slick to your forehead , lips swollen and red from your biting.

He had so much fucking energy, must be the effects of your quirk. Yeah, it had to be the effects of your shitty quirk, even pre-workout never got him this energetic and all this stimulation at once felt so damn good. His heart pumped fast like it wanted to explode, blood flowed through his veins a mile a minute making his dick rock hard. Bakugo felt like he could fuck you for hours, but he knew his inexperienced cock wouldn’t allow it this time.

He lifted you as if you weighed nothing, locking his arms behind your knees and placing his hands on your fat, juicy ass. His wide palms dug into your doughy ass and thighs, giving you a nice hard slap every now and then.

Easing you down slowly, he splits you open on his cock again, feeding you dick inch by meaty inch until you’re filled to the brim once again.

The brawny brute handled your weight like the champ he was, lifting you with ease and it made your pussy so fucking wet. He bounced you on his cock loving your hot breath on his ear as you moaned and panted like a bitch in heat.

You couldn’t help it, as you were too deep in the throes of pleasure as his slightly curved cock kissed your g-spot with every single thrust.

“Mmmm Kats…g’nna cum.” Your sweet velvety voice spoke the lovely sentence he’d been waiting on all evening. You clenched and unclenched as he quickened his pace a bit, fucking you and himself to climax, cock slamming into your cervix so deliciously hard it knocked the wind out of you.

“Fuuckkk.” You held onto him for dear life, lips pressed against his as you made a mess on him, coating his cock in your cream. Burying your face in his shoulder, you cried out as he fucked you through your orgasm.

“That’s it…”

His thrusts grew sloppy and fast as he threw his head back. It felt so good, so good he almost contemplated filling you up.

But he pulled out, spurting out those warm ropes on your belly, some flying God knows where.

Before sitting you down on the cool granite countertop he slid a heated palm across the surface, warming up your seat. He grabbed a couple napkins to clean you up, watching as you leaned back on your arms, still sporting that blissful fucked-out expression on your pretty face.

“Now, stop acting like a spoiled fuckin’ brat and tell me what happened.”

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closing a/n: I hope y’all enjoyed it 😭 I’m still feeling iffy tbh 🫤 feeling like I wrote him too soft, ya know

#my hero academia #my hero x reader #boku no hero academia #katsuki bakugo x reader #black reader #bakugou x black reader #bakugou imagine #bakugou x chubby reader #bakugo x chubby reader #bnha bakugo smut #bakugo imagine #bnha x black!reader #bnha x reader #bnha smut #katsuki x reader #bakugou smut #bakugo katsuki #HentyeHottie

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hentyehottie · 2 years

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Hii your blog is so cute and I love the way you write. Can I request a chubby reader x stoner roommate sero.( ima pothead myself 😅) And some smut please cause I’m so weak for this man.

Thank youuuu 🥹💕 & this def might get a part 2 cause I’m in love with stoner Sero 🥺🫶🏾

c/w: 18+ MDNI

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It was around 1am and the two of you sat in Sero’s smoke-filled, glossy black Subaru BRZ , parked in a desolated area of your building’s car lot. AC blasting while slow r&b played from his Bluetooth.

Your legs in his lap as you sat with your back facing the door. You re-lit the joint you were holding, hitting it while you watched him rolling another. His thin, nimble fingers were so precise with every roll and tuck, he could probably do this with his eyes closed at this point.

It only made sense to be doing this on a Friday night. There was no class the next day and Sero was off from work for the next two days.

Exhaling the smoke from your lungs, you held the joint to his lips, letting him hit while his hands were occupied.

He took a deep hit, holding it for a while before letting the white smoke escape his airways. Watching the seasoned pro got your pussy soaking wet every time.

He ran his tongue up the side of the joint before plopping it in the unused cup holder.

Sero grabbed the lit joint from between your fingers, hitting it and leaning over to blow the smoke into your mouth.

His cologne was damn near intoxicating, he smelled so damn good and you just wanted to climb into his shirt with him.

Of course he wouldn’t be him if he didn’t press a kiss to your lips, loving how flustered the gesture made you. He explored your mouth as you did his, tongues tasting each other’s as they fought for dominance.

He finally pulled back and both of you stared into each other’s pink-tinged eyes, breathless and aroused.

He rubbed his hands over your legs, trailing up your thick thighs and then back down, loving the way your soft skin felt.

Y’all planned to just smoke, but things never went as planned once he gave you that look.

Which is exactly why you were leaned over the middle console with your shorts and panties halfway down your thighs. Sero slouched back against the car door, pulling you into his lap once you got your bottom half naked for him.

He hooked an arm around your right leg while you held the left one back so you could be spread wide for him.

Your right arm draped over his chest to play with his ear, something you knew he loved, while he rubbed your pussy. You hazily watched as Sero scooped up a gush of slick, sliding his fingers in his mouth to lick them clean.

“You taste so good baby.” He wasn’t bullshitting when he said it either. Sweet, fragrant & a little tangy is how he’d describe it, and he was fuckin’ addicted.

He did the same, rubbing his fingers around in your wetness and licking them clean one more time before pulling them out of his mouth and slipping them inside of you.

“F-Fuck.” You let out a breathy moan as the lengthy digits stretched you out, reaching so much further than yours ever could. His pace was nice and slow, letting you get adjusted before he was full on fucking you with his fingers.

“Ha-Han.” Your moans came out in pants when his thumb began to strum at your clit, pussy still stuffed with his fingers. Sero was so fucking good with his fingers, working your body like a well learned instrument. He knew just where to poke and prod, toying with the rigid, squishy spot at the roof of your cunt.

“Feel good hun?” He asked, taking your closed eyes and slow nods as a yes. “Perfect. So perfect for me baby.”

He was so affectionate it made you want to melt. Placing kisses all over your neck and cheek, whispering sweet nothings in your ear eliciting the sexiest moans from your lips, smirking when he felt your pussy clench around his fingers. “Pussy squeezing my fingers so tight, love.”

His fingers gradually slowed, your orgasm slowing down with them, until they were just keeping warm in your cunt.

“Hantaaa.” You whined, making him pop your thigh.

“Relax,” He leaned up, ready to switch positions. “I wanna eat your pretty pussy.”

You nodded, gripping his wrist and sliding his fingers out of your cunt. “Wait..lemme taste.”

You sucked his wet fingers into your mouth, humming in delight as you wrapped your tongue around them, making sure to lick them clean.

It took every ounce of control he had not to bust in his pants as he watched you through hooded eyes, wishing your lips were wrapped around his thick dick instead.

“Mmmm. Okay, how you want me?” You asked licking your lips.

“C’mon, Lola Bunny.”

You giggled at the dumb nickname he gave you after that damn Twitter challenge, since it was both of your favorite position.

You straddled his face, letting out a startled gasp when he roughly pulled you down. He began lathering your cunt with licks, cleaning up the mess he made earlier.

He tapped your thigh twice, which meant he wanted you to rise up.

“Don’t be shy babe, you know what I like.” He spoke, placing a hard smack on your juicy ass.

You nodded your head as you lowered yourself onto his tongue letting out a sigh as the thick appendage filled your pussy. Sero gave a soft moan as your delicious juices coated his tongue.

He moved his hands from your thighs, giving you free reign to use him however you wanted. Sero loved that you were never overly gentle with him, sure he was a skinny guy but he knew what he could handle.

You slipped a hand under your hoddie, pinching and pulling at your nipples while the other one was threaded throughout his inky hair as you rubbed your pussy up and down his face.

His muffled ‘mhm’ gave you all the courage to go faster, loving the sensation of his tongue filling your cunt and his nose bumping your clit with every rock of your hips.

He reached down to pull his basketball shorts down, cock smacking his stomach with a small thud. Sero rubbed small circles over the head with his thumb, lazily stroking his fist up and down all eight and a half inches while you rode his face just how he liked.

“F-fuck I’m gonna-.” You cried out as your juices squirted all over him. He drew his tongue over your folds a couple more times before you lifted yourself off.

You breathed deeply, trying to catch your breath as you started down at him.

He smiled stupidly, a sight to behold—as his mouth, cheeks and nose were completely covered in your slick. He lifted the bottom of his shirt, wiping his face before sitting up and pulling the shirt completely off, tossing it to the floor.

Still on your knees, you leaned over and arched your back for him. Of course the car was the perfect place for him to give you those devilish back shots you loved so much.

Although he would’ve loved to fold you in half in his backseat, he appreciated the sight of you presenting him your gorgeous pussy and cute little asshole much more.

Wasting no time he pressed himself against you, sliding his cock deep inside your pussy. The both of you moaned, your toes curling as he began to fuck you.

“Damn baby.” He let out a hiss, watching you cover him in more of the creamy white with every thrust. “Creaming all over my dick.”

Hanta pressed his fingers deeper into your soft love-handles, holding you tighter. His slender hips slammed against you time and time again, burying his thick cock deep into your pussy every single time.

He fucked you nice and hard, so hard you were sure someone had to notice the way the car rocked as he pounded you.

“Baby I’m gon-gonna cuummm.” You moaned. Your body felt like it was on fire from the intense pleasure Sero brought you.

“Uhhuh, gonna cum for me pretty girl?” He praised, rubbing his big hands all over your body. Your chubby tummy, back, thighs, ass—nothing went untouched by him as he fucked you to your second climax.

“Yesssss fuck Hant..ahh.” You moaned his name as you came, warmth engulfing him as you creamed all over his cock. “Hanta I’m cumminggg.” You whined as he continued to fuck in and out of you.

“Yeah, that’s right.” He sighed, leaning his head back as he pulled his limp cock out of your pussy after cumming with you.

Your hole clenched from the after shocks, squeezing more and more of his cum out, gifting him the most alluring creampie he’d ever seen.

He used his already soiled shirt to clean you up, helping you back into your shorts one leg at a time, chuckling when you could barely stand without his help.

“How you feel?” He asked, rolling the windows down and letting all the smoke out.

“I’m hungry and sleepy.” You were still a little dazed and out of breath, wanting nothing more than to climb into his warm bed and cuddle.

“Well let’s get you some food love.” Hanta replied as you both exited the car.

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a/n: first work on this platform & looking for moots who also love black reader inserts

pairing: K. Bakugo x Chubby Black!Fem reader

w/c: 2.7k

c/w: 18+ MDNI'

language, oral sex (cunnilingus, rimming) f!receiving, roommates, college au, fingering, katsuki eavesdrops, or maybe you're just being loud lol, katsuki bends you like a pipe cleaner 😭

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You were beyond annoyed right now. Not only was traffic fucking terrible, you had bombed your chemistry midterm and it made you feel like shit. Now you were hoping to go in your room and rub your clit until you forgot about it. You were sure you weren’t going to say anything about it to Katsuki.

You could see it now. He’d shake his head in disappointment, another reason for him to call you a bimbo and dumb. He was always on your ass enough as it is, you didn’t want him going extra hard on you, especially after you had failed a test that was so important to your major.

“Hey.” Katsuki said as you walked into the kitchen of your shared apartment.

It was a cute apartment, a bit on the smaller side, but rent was affordable and even cheaper with a roommate. Plus, you had learned to tolerate your roommate so all was well.

He wasn’t the most respectful but he footed the big bills as long as you cooked and cleaned well enough. He even helped you with homework occasionally and you did the same when he rarely needed it. You even helped each other de-stress when it was absolutely necessary. It almost felt safe enough to call you and Bakugo friends.

“Hey Bakugo.” He was in the kitchen, making himself breakfast his usual routine after his early online lecture.

“How was your test?” He asked, spreading jelly over his toast, spooning his scrambled eggs onto one slice and sprinkling bacon bits on it before sandwiching both pieces of toast together.

“It was alright. Some things I knew, some I didn’t.” He listened to you as he began eating, starting with the pieces of egg that crumbled out of his sandwich and onto the plate.

“Fair enough, that tiny brain of yours is filled with gumdrops and lollipops anyway. How do you think you did?”

“Im not sure. Don’t kick me while I’m down.” Your tone was playful, or at least you hoped it was, and you hoped to leave the conversation at that.

“Listen, if you failed just do better on the next one. All you’re pouting is putting me in a shitty mood.”

It was hard for you not to be in a shitty mood. Bakugo had spent hours tutoring you, helping you study and cram for this stupid test and you still bombed it.

“I’m sorry. Can I have a bite, please?”

He rolled his eyes, holding up his sandwich, feeling generous enough to let you take the first bite. “Thanks Bakubro.” You answered playfully, draping yourself on his shoulders.

“God, don’t tell me you’re gonna start that shit like the rest of those goddamn extras.”

“Those extra’s,” You referred to Eijirou, Denki, Sero and Mina. “Are your friends. Don’t be mean.”

You walked over to get a napkin to wipe your mouth, passing one to Katsuki as well. When you were done you threw it in the nearly-full trash can.

“Can you take the trash out later, please.” “Yeah, grab me a Gatorade." You grabbed a bottle of water for yourself and a Gatorade for him, passing him the beverage before sitting across from him at the island. “Thanks.”

“Why are you watching porn in the kitchen, weirdo.” You peeked at his screen again to make sure you weren’t tripping. He had his AirPods in so you couldn’t hear exactly what was going on but sure enough, he was watching some dude in a dorm eating a girl out.

“I’m not watching porn dumbass, I opened Twitter and this shit was plastered on my screen.” Katsuki wasn’t pathetic enough to deliberately disrespect your common area like that, but that shitty haired, shark toothed loser just happened to send this video along with the message ‘You and —.’

When they’d found out he’d become roommates with a woman the idiots wouldn’t shut up about it and Bakugo found it really fucking annoying.

“I believe you,” You laughed. ”it’d be absolutely absurd to think the almighty Dynamight watched porn.”

He wanted to tell you that he didn’t have to. Hearing your moans and whimpers on the other side of the thin wall separating both of your bedrooms was usually enough to get him off.

He was a very visual person, and he couldn’t help but try to imagine what you were doing. Maybe fucking yourself with those stubby little fingers or rubbing your clit until you came. You were probably even hiding a dildo he didn’t know about.

“Kats don’t forget to take the trash out, I threw some egg salad away earlier and I don’t want it to start smelling. I’m gonna take a nap.”

Bakugo stood from the stool at the island.

“Stop bossing me around ya damn loser.” He said, watching your ass as you walked out of the kitchen. Katsuki began to gather the trash lying around in the kitchen and placed it into the trash can before tying up the bag and sitting it by the door. He had to work at seven so he’d just take it on his way out.

He washed his hands and grabbed a bottle of water before heading out of the kitchen. On the way to his room, right before he could open his door, he heard something that made his hand halt just as it reached the knob.

“Katsuki.” He knew unmistakably that those were your moans. He pressed his ear to the door, trying to hear more clearly. “Mmm f-fuck.”

He tried his best to carefully open the door, however the creak of hinge made you jump up. The cover slid down slightly, exposing a peek of your breasts before you pulled it right back up.

“A nap, huh?” He raised his eyebrow.

You tried your best to utter a reply but you were currently unable to form the simplest of words. You did plan on taking a nap, but after tossing and turning, you figured you’d have to put yourself to sleep.

“You gonna sit there like an idiot or go ahead and finish?” He asked noticing you were still sitting there. You could feel your orgasm fading just as fast as it built up and right now you were in the middle of a tough decision.

Either you could ignore Katsuki standing directly across from you while you masturbated to a video that the two of you made together, or you could shut the whole thing down and be dissatisfied as you contemplated dying of embarrassment.

As if he read your mind, he went on to say, “Today loser—just pretend I’m not even here, I just wanna see you cum.” He spoke, ruby eyes darkening to a deep, blood red.

“Well then maybe you could make me cum.” You seemed calm on the outside, but on the inside your heart was literally pounding in your chest. You were a completely different person during sex.

Unlike your usual sassy self, Katsuki noted that when the two of you were being intimate, you were always shy and quiet as hell. Always trying to suppress your moans and hide your face—which is exactly why he was a little taken aback. He tossed your phone over to the side, wanting your attention on himself. He looked at your phones screen and smirked to himself.

On your phone was a video of him fingering you. He knew it was him because of the distinct scars that years of fighting and training had put on him. The veins in his forearms bulging as he pumped his middle and ring fingers in and out of your wet cunt.

Bakugo could hear your soft moans emitting from the speaker of your phone, as well as his own deep, gruff voice mumbling out little nothings while he fucked you with his fingers. It was fuckin’ hot.

He recorded the video for you, since you wanted something intimate of your self to get off to. Plus it was shy little you, so this was probably the closest thing to a sex tape you’d ever make. He didn’t need any convincing, pulling his shirt off and kneeling onto your bed. He lifted your legs, pulling you closer to him.

“You’re so fuckin’ cute.” He told you leaning down to kiss your forehead and then your pouty lips. His hand trailed down between your thighs, rubbing soft circles around your clit through your panties. It felt good but it still wasn’t enough.

“Fuck Katsuki..I wanna cuummm.” You whined, as your cunt clenched around emptiness, you were so close to a mind shattering orgasm earlier. He wiped his fingers on a nearby towel, grabbing your phone to lock it.

“Yeah, yeah, shut up ya fuckin’ brat.”

Last time he fingered you, he licked your cum right off of his fingers, which was probably a sight that was permanently etched into the depths of your mind.

This time he wanted it straight from the source.

“I wanna eat your pussy." Katsuki said, in the most serious tone you've ever heard his voice take. It always amazed your how straightforward Katsuki was.

“But, we're friends-"

"Then let me eat your pussy, as a friend." He rolled his eyes.

Here he was, sitting beside you’d playing with your pussy while the two of you kissed. Y’all had done way too much as it is for you to be throwing the 'friend' card. “If you don't like it, we never have to bring it up again." He shrugged.

This had been something he wanted to do for a while, since you’d both started experimenting with each other sexually, but Katsuki wasn't going to beg. You paused for a little while, giving it some thought.

“And if I do like it?” “Then I’ll do it whenever you want. I’ll even let you sit on my face.”

“...Okay.” You gave him a small smile.

“You sure?” He asked, hooking his fingers around the waist band of your panties. “I’m sure. It's just gonna be weird having you down there." You stated, covering your face with a pillow.

Katsuki rolled his eyes. "Not like I haven't been down here before."

“Yeah, but that was so long ago and your face and tongue wasn't buried in my cooch." You reasoned, heart pounding in your chest as he slid your panties down your thighs. Spreading your legs as wide as they could go and bending them at the knee, he took a good look at your treasure, licking his lips.

“Damn, your pussy is so pretty." He said, sliding his finger between your lips.

You placed the same pillow over your face, hoping the bed would just open up and swallow you whole. You were extremely shy and Katsuki wasn’t making it any better staring at your vagina like a starved man. He placed his head between your thighs, propping himself on his left elbow, taking the same finger and rubbing circles around your clit, sliding down to press at your entrance.

There was no way to explain your scent as it flooded his nostrils and clouded his brain. It made the blonde absolutely feral.

"Can I?" Bakugo asked, giving you one last chance to opt out if you no longer wanted to let him do this. Crimson eyes bore into yours, waiting for a response.

A simple nod and a "mhm" was his confirmation as he tasted your syrupy cunt for the first time. He licked a fat strip from your ass all the way to your clit. He did it again and again and again—both your pussy and your asshole clenching around nothing as he dug his fat wet tongue into your pussy with vigor.

“Mmm.” He moaned at the taste, pulling his head back to lick at the remnants of slick that were smeared on his cheeks and chin, earning a whimper of impatience from you.

“Kats-,” You choked on your spit and your mind short circuited when the thumb of his right hand rubbed at your asshole, ever so casually trying to push its way in.

“You love when I play with that ass don’t you,” He emphasized his statement with gentle prods and rubs at your rim, teasing the little brown pucker to no end. “You’re Katsuki’s nasty lil’ slut right?”

“Yes, yes, yesss.” You nodded furiously, swelling the blonde’s chest with pride. “Good girl.” Katsuki gave your lower hole another lick, planting a sweet kiss on your asshole and sinking his sharp canines into one of your cheeks.

You knew you were clean, but the act itself just felt so dirty, so taboo, so damn hot.

He traveled up to your pussy, sealing his lips around your clit. He stared up at you with lustful, half-lidded eyes, lips wrapped around your clit like a fucking jolly rancher.

As if this moment couldn’t get any more euphorically intense, you felt his fingers slide into you. You let out something between a yelp and a scream, nearly losing your mind at the feeling of fullness you got from only his middle and ring fingers.

Katsuki found your g-spot almost instantly, the stretching from the thick digits along with him flicking the spongy area at the very top of your cunt had you creaming around his middle and ring fingers. Your toes began to curl and your body slightly rocked back and forth as he forcefully fucked his thick fingers in and out of you.

“Hold your legs.” He gruffly commanded, waiting for you to place your hands around your ankles and pull your legs up. You pulled them back as far as your belly would allow, now splayed out and presenting him your pretty pussy.

It was probably the sexiest shit he’d ever seen and he silently thanked you for those early mornings of yoga you’d endured.

‘Itadakimasu.’ He thanked whoever had given him the grace of enjoying such a beautiful spread.

Shifting his position, the blonde now lied sniper style in front of you. He placed both hands on your ass, spreading you further before he buried his face in your pussy again. You opened your mouth to let out a moan, but your breath caught in your throat.

“Katsuki.” You ugly moaned his name as he alternated between a firmer, pointed tongue pressing hard on your clit, and a relaxed, flat tongue widely sweeping up and down over your entire vagina. No matter the technique, Katsuki was dexterous with his tongue and you jealously wondered how he’d come to be so good at eating pussy as he brought you closer and closer to the best ‘o’ you’d ever felt.

You gasped. Could he have been watching that in the kitchen for pointers?!

Bakugo ignored his rock hard cock, completely bent on getting you off before he even thought of himself. He kept licking and sucking, tongue bathing in your slick as he sloppily ate your pussy.

As much as he’d hate to admit, you were his favorite girl and he hated seeing you upset. He hoped this would help take your mind off that shitty test, and if it didn’t, he didn’t mind flipping you guys over and letting use his mouth however you wanted to.

Your thighs shook and your bottom lip was sandwiched between your teeth while you stared into his eyes. You two never looked away from each other, as the pressure built up inside.

“Katsuki! I’m cu-oh fuuuck.” You squirmed as tears of complete joy and pleasure streamed down your face. Waves of pleasure washed over you as your climax ripped through your body.

You layed there with your heart pumping, flinching slightly when his tongue brushed against your over sensitized clit a few more times.

“Fuck Kats, I-I can’t.”

You gasped out when his thumb began to rub circles over your puckered rim again. He hoped he could lick you into another orgasm but he could tell you couldn’t take it. You slumped over, laying on your side as your chest rose up and down rapidly.

That’s just how he likes to see you, fucked out and exhausted. Katsuki stood up straight and smirked, watching as your body occasionally jerked with violent tremors, satisfying him and filling his soul with accomplishment.

“Next time, gonna put my tongue in that cute lil’ ass of yours.” He marked his words with a heavy slap to your ass, watching your brown skin ripple around his palm. And with that he went to get a cloth to wipe his face and between your legs for the time being.

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closing a/n: If anyone’s wondering the reader is a nursing student and bakubabe is studying fire science!

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Sesshomaru x Black!Fem Chubby OC

word count : 7.5k

c/w: biting, mating, fingering, oral (m&f receiving) outdoor sex, Sesshomaru is a peeping Tom 😭, Sesshomaru’s inner beast makes a slight appearance

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It was just like the careless Neko to leave herself vulnerable in the middle of the forest.

The Inu shook his head, masking his youki and sliding right into her barrier. Undetected, he stood behind a tree, his eyes on the little Neko for the longest, since before she had even began to bathe. Now that he had confirmed it was actually her, his beast was raging, and he wanted out.

‘Mate.’

Normally, he would have let her be, she posed no threat and he did not want to seem lecherous and invade her privacy. He was no perverted scoundrel, but the Inu was almost certain he’d never see the woman again, since she had practically disappeared once before.

Though she bathed here often, whenever he’d pickup on her scent, it’d always be too late and even his immaculate senses could never trace her.

His beast raged inside him, and Sesshomaru fought hard to remain in control. The sight of her bare body emerging from the water was truly a sight to behold. He watched as she slicked her curly hair out of her face, midnight blue locks resting just at the underside of her buttocks, and slowly shriveling up to the mid of her back.

He was surprised that she had let it get so long, the last he remembered, she hated the maintenance of having long hair. Her hair was different, much different from his or anyone else’s outside of her clan, but that was the beauty of it.

Splitting her hair in half, she ran her hands through one of the large chunks of hair, lathering and removing any knots or tangles with a small comb, before doing the same to the other side.

Sesshomaru could watch this for hours, entranced by his Kitten’s beauty. Dunking herself under the water she emerged again, slicking her hair back the same way she did earlier.

Her cinnamon colored skin dripping wet and glowing under the bright full moon was absolutely stunning.

Her breasts were large and had a natural sag to them. Her areolas were a bit large as well, but complemented the size well, and Sesshomaru couldn’t help but wonder how the fleshy mounds would feel in his monstrous hands.

She was a bit plump too, now carrying weight like a fully matured woman. Sesshomaru didn’t mind either, he just seen it as more of her to love…and caress and fondle.

‘She’s probably soft.’

Sesshomaru shook those thoughts out of his mind, feeling as though he’d somehow been influenced by that lecherous monk in his half-brother’s pack. But either way, he’d know by the time he was through with her.

The treasure between her thighs held a patch of blue hair, neatly shaped and groomed, yet still full. Her thighs were thick and her hips shapely and smooth. His kitten had the perfect body, the Inu’s mouth nearly watered at the idea of seeing her fattened up with his pups.

Her natural scent smelt of Sakura Blossoms and sugar cane, both fresh and organic. A scent he hadn’t smelt in what felt like centuries. A scent he had come to long for from the first time he had smelled it.

He could now smell hints of raw honey from her cleaning balms entangled within her natural scent as well, she didn’t smell as if she’d been doused in perfumes and fragrances, which his sensitive senses deeply appreciated.

A blur of white flew past her before wrapping itself around her and lifting her out of the water and placing her on her feet only a few inches away from the Inu.

The Neko let out a frightened gasp, as potent purple poison began to seep out of her claws, melting holes in the boulder the droplets landed on. She was ready to sink her claws into what she thought was a lesser demon, until she felt the luscious fur brush against her thighs. She had only felt fur that soft once before, and it had also almost gotten her wrist snapped by a particular demon prince, at the time.

“Fast, but not fast enough, Kitten.”

Just a simple sentence had brought back so many memories from back when they used to train together. There stood the said prince, now Lord, who reigned over the very lands she stood on. Older and as dashing as ever, she took in the looks of her childhood love interest. Time had clearly been good to him. She thought to herself.

“Was the effort I put forth in training you all in vain?” The Neko was at a loss for words, mouth opening and closing a few times, yet she stood still unable to form a coherent sentence. He reached a clawed hand to her face, caressing her soft skin and running his thumb over her full, pouty lips.

The Kitten he knew had a tongue as sharp as a blade and faster than a whip, yet here she was, quiet as a mouse. Had he sought the wrong Neko?

“Suki?”

The Neko demoness gave him a slight nod, just as shocked as he. Time stood still as the Inu studied his findings. He grasped her face between his thumb and pointer, tilting her head side to side, stopping to slide a lock of her hair between his fingers. He very well knew it was her, his senses would never deceive him, but he just felt as though he needed the assurance.

He pulled her into him, burying his face into the crook of her neck breathing in her scent.

“Suki.” His tone of voice was different the second time he said her name. Full of assurance and something else she couldn’t quite put her finger on.

Lust, maybe?

Sesshomaru fought for control as his world began to bleed red. He would not risk frightening her soon in their reunion. His eyes were tinged a slight crimson, yet his irises remained their usual honey-amber color.

“S-Sesshomaru?” She questioned. She knew it was him, his dark aura flared outrageously, so strong that she thought it’d smother her. She ran her thumb over the magenta stripes on his face, the velvety texture differential from the smoothness of his pale skin.

“Sesshomaru.” She said again, more confidently.

He hadn’t expected the Neko to address him with honorifics. She almost never did when it was just the two of them, and as much as he’d threatened her, she insisted on calling ‘Fluffy’ the wretched nickname she had bequeathed upon him after sneaking a stroke of his pelt when they were younger.

“Time has been good to you, Kitten.“ He hadn’t spoken to, or even seen his Kitten in years, it almost didn’t feel real. With her cheeks tinted red, she gave him a small smile at the compliment and the nickname he used to call her so long ago. “I can say the same for you, Fluffy, still as handsome as I remember.”

“But enough of this,” She grabbed his hand and pulled it away from her face. “What are you doing here? How did you make it past my barrier, and why did you just bombard my bath like that?” She was told that he had gone on an expedition to the eastern lands, however, what she didn’t know was when he’d be returning. Apparently he had returned earlier that morning and was well rested enough to have began patrolling his lands.

The Demon Lord chuckled, which made Suki’s eyes widen. She hadn’t heard him laugh since their childhood and she had honestly forgotten what that even sounded like.

“Foolish Neko, you dare call that a barrier? Did you, my little Kitten, think you were capable of materializing a barrier that is impenetrable against someone of great power such as myself?” Although his tone remained the same, she could clearly tell he was boasting.

Suki rolled her eyes, hating how the Inu lived to stroke his own ego. “You are lucky it was I who stumbled upon you, and not some blood thirsty-.”

“And you, Sesshomaru, are not blood thirsty?”

He wrapped his large hand around her throat, giving a deterrent squeeze. “Neko, I’d be wary of such attitude. Not only are you trespassing, but you fix your tongue to speak out of term to me as well.”

Arousal flooded her scent and a warm wetness flooded between her thighs.

She swatted his hand away from her, rolling her eyes. She had hoped to put a little bit of distance between them but his pelt felt like a ten ton chain wrapped around her, the heavy fur keeping her in place.

“Okay, I understand these are your lands, but trespassing? I have made this spring my designated bath place ages ago.”

“If I hadn’t seen it for myself, I’d deem you a liar. Who knew you filthy Neko actually bathed.” Sesshomaru said as he began to remove his armor. His haori was next to go, the beautiful white silk falling unceremoniously to the ground, revealing his chiseled abdomen and beautiful magenta markings.

She knew that was the demon Lords attempt at humor, and if it wasn’t a jab at her own kind, she may have been a little amused.

Suki gasped. “Well I’m sure anyone with a functioning nose would smell the stench of an Inu before a Neko. You little flea ridden whelp,” She began to wring the water from her dark blue locks, as the water began to drip down her back, soaking his mokomoko-sama, on purpose, in the process.

She gasped as the pelt unraveled itself from around her, covering her backside but baring her front to the demon lord’s hungry gaze. He almost couldn’t believe that his beast had taken so long to sought out the little Neko, however, seeing her in front of him, bare naked and dripping wet, justified it all. She literally radiated beauty, as she always had, but seeing her now a woman and fully matured, really did something to him.

“And I’ll have you know, our kind are able to keep clean without baths, I simply choose to bathe because I enjoy thoroughly cleansing my hair often.” She ended her rant with a ‘hmph’, folding her arms across her breasts, pushing them up and unknowingly accentuating her delicious cleavage.

“Apparently you enjoy basking under the moonlight completely bare as well. Were you waiting on a lesser demon to come take you by force, or did you know I’d be patrolling my lands this very night, and was anticipating that I would?” He questioned, taking a step closer. His tall stature dwarfed her exceptionally as the Inu was a good three or four heads taller than her and although he was very slender, he did still have a muscular build and toned physique.

“Oh please, I am more than able to defend myself against lesser demons, however I bathe in this spring because no demon is crazed enough to wreak havoc upon your lands, why not use that to my advantage? Plus, I was aware that you were on an expedition to the East. All I wanted was to cleanse myself, not be harrassed by a horny little dog boy in heat.”

The Inu gave her a slight smirk, and Suki could feel the chills creeping down her spine. Sesshomaru hardly ever smiled, but when he did, it was usually at his opponents before he ended their lives. Now he was here smiling at her, and Suki didn’t know whether to feel honored or afraid for her life.

“Be not a fool Kitten, there is nothing little or boyish about this Sesshomaru.” In an instant he was right behind her, his large bulge pressing against the arch of her behind.

Suki gasped. There was nothing little about the demon lord, indeed. Not his ego, not his beast and certainly not his member.

“Such prestigious, pure demon blood flowing through your veins, yet, you are as weak and frail as the next human wench.” The Neko wasn’t weak at all, although her power didn’t equal his, it was enough to rival his own.

“Weak?!” She fought hard to break free from his grasp, eager to show him just how weak she was.

The Neko gasped as his large, clawed hands began to trail up her torso, his right moved to cup her left breast and the left tangling in her long midnight blue locks, pulling her head back to bare her neck to himself.

He lathed his long tongue over her mating glands, pulling a deep moan from the depths of her and turning her body into putty in his hands.

“Yes weak. You won’t even attempt to fight me, yet I can hear your heart racing. Do you fear me, or do you just want me to fuck you that badly.” He teased, smirking at her frowning face. Sesshomaru just loved how his insults got her so riled up.

‘Yes, mate wants us. She craves us.’

Sesshomaru’s beast was on the verge of insanity. Since he was usually occupied with his studies and leading his lands, there was never much time for Sesshomaru to involve himself in sexual activity. It had been a good while since he had bedded a woman, and he needed this release. The way she allowed him to bare her neck like so, the Neko was far too gone and needed to be fucked like a bitch in heat.

Suki sighed, sucking up her pride and deciding to disregard his comment, for now.

“Sesshomaru, please don’t tease me, I have no desire to be the target of your arrogance.” She tried to keep her voice steady but her tone was laced with neediness. “So if you came here to play, I decline and I’ll be taking my le-.”

Suki’s breath hitched in her throat when the Inu slid two of his slender fingers through her folds. His fingers now coated in her essence as he rubbed back and forth over her bud of nerves.

She was practically begging him to have his way with her and Sesshomaru gladly took the hint. It had been years since she had been touched by him, or anyone for that matter, as he was her last lover.

Kami, she loved his fingers. He knew exactly which spots to rub and every single time he flicked her bud, her knees weakened.

“Kitten do you give this Sesshomaru permission to fuck you?”

Her breath hitched in her throat.

“Even though I am a Neko?” Suki pointed out.

“Remember, dogs don’t like cats.” It was something he often told her when they were younger, blatantly shutting down any thoughts she may have had about him actually being attracted to her.

Truth is, Sesshomaru was madly attracted to her, as was his beast and whenever he relieved himself, he often found himself thinking of her. He had simply told her that little lie to keep her focused on their studies and training. It was shocking to see hear she still remembered such trivial words.

“I am not a dog, Kitten, but of descent. But if that is how you see me, then so be it. I have no issue with Neko’s, however, I’ve heard that cats make damn great snacks, I may test that theory.” The Inu smirked, running his tongue along the shell of her ear.

“You’re going t-to eat me?” The Neko gasped, causing him to roll his amber colored eyes. The woman was still as dense as she was in her adolescence, but who could blame her, she was sure his demon form made her’s really look like a kitten and he could very well eat her if he so pleased to.

Sesshomaru had no intentions of eating her, at least not in the sense she thought, but he slowly saw himself reconsidering, especially if she continued to annoy him.

“I’m going to do more than just eat you, Neko.” He licked her again, this time her collar bone all the way to the junction between her neck and shoulder. The Inu was playing with fire at this point and the sheer will of his conscience was the only thing keeping him from sinking his teeth into her. She let out a small pant, and he knew then that she had caught his drift.

’We are going to do more indeed, we’re going to breed our little kitty.’ His beast spoke.

“We will not breed her unless we are permitted to, I will not allow you full control.” Arguing with his beast was essentially like arguing with himself, and it was also in fact an argument that he’d never win.

Sure, the Daiyoukai was very skilled at controlling his beast, but he was still an Inu, and sometimes even he couldn’t suppress his Inu instincts.

He felt his little Kitten shift against him as she squeezed her voluptuous thighs together, attempting to mask her arousal. He could smell her greatly, the aroma of her heat was too strong to mask. Her aroused scent smelled amazing, it tempted the Daiyoukai greatly and all he wanted to do was settle between her thighs and ravish her.

It had been forever since he had last touched her, which meant it had been forever since she was last touched. Suki chewed the inside of her cheek, the smell of fear overpowering her scent like a cheap fragrance. “What troubles you Kitten?”

“What will happen once I’ve given myself to you? Will I just be thrown aside and left a second time, will you continue to pretend that we were never friends, lovers even.”

‘Friends.’ The Demon Lord raised his brow. He did consider the Neko a friend long ago. Though he was very headstrong and had this no-nonsense attitude, she had literally forced herself into his life, and since then she had always had this hold on him. She had this appeal about her and he enjoyed their time spent together. The two were almost inseparable before his father met his demise and Sesshomaru grew cold to everyone, even her, causing them to drift apart.

“I cannot foresee the future, Kitten. However, I can assure you, I will not neglect you as I have in the past.”

She gave him a nod. “Then I shall allow you to have me.”

‘Mate, she is so beautiful, we will ravish her.’

His beast spoke to him, eager to rut with the beautiful Neko princess.

He knew his Kitten was timid and pure, as she had always been even back when the two of them were young, but seeing as she remained so bashful, just did something to him and his beast. “Kitten, I am not a gentle lover, but I can assure you that you will receive unmatched pleasure.” His hands caressed her plush body and while his claws were sharp and precise enough to split a strand of hair in two, he was being extremely gentle with her.

“Flu-,” The Inu let out a grunt and she quickly corrected herself. “Sesshomaru, May I..please you first?” She turned to ask him and instead of waiting on his reply, she simply dropped to her knees in front of the male. Sesshomaru raised a brow in question, peering down at the petite woman. “Neko, what are you doing?”

“Let me show you, and I promise you will enjoy it.”

“And if I do not, is this Sesshomaru permitted to punish you?”

The Neko said nothing, but she did give him a cute smile before slowly taking his length into her mouth. She was considerate, and wanted to please him, just what the Inu needed in a mate, but allowing her to take such a sensitive part of him into a mouth that housed fangs and noxious saliva had the Inu a bit skeptical.

 ‘Kami, when did our kitten become such a good little slut?’

She held his member in her hand, sucking each of his balls into her mouth, left then right, before trailing her tongue up the fat vein on the underside of his cock. The Demon Lord shuddered violently, his legs daring to give out on him at any given moment. She stared up at him, kissing the tip and swirling her tongue around it. Feeling bold she tried to take his entire length into her mouth, the bulbous head lodging deep in her throat, choking the woman a bit. An ambitious little kitten she was, but Sesshomaru figured it’d be more ideal to begin slow.

“Ease your throat, Kitten.” His tone was less taunting and harsh, now more reassuring and truly informal.

Suki resisted the urge to smile and focused on the male’s deep, silky voice advising her. Taking a slow, deep breath, she began to bob her head.

“Go slow and take what you can.” She made sure to keep her teeth raised and away from the Inu’s member as she took more of him into her mouth, twirling her tongue around his head, coating it with her saliva.

That pulled a deep, hearty groan from the male’s lips as he settled his pale hands into her dark hair.

Suki was practically beaming inside, having the demon lord in such a vulnerable position made her feel empowered.

Taking his advice, she began to ease his member down her throat, gagging when she had taken a little more than half of him. Not only was he an exceptional length, he also had quite a bit of girth too. She’d expect nothing less from a full fledged daiyōkai.

She felt Sesshomaru’s grip on her hair tighten as he leaned his head back.

She cupped his balls in her hand and used the other to stroke whatever couldn’t fit in her mouth. He held her hair in his hands, fucking her throat slowly, loving how she swallowed around him every now and then.

“You look so alluring with my cock down your throat, Kitten.” He could see her cheeks tint red as she stared up at him. He made a motion to pull away from her, bucking his hips until more of his cock slid into her moth. Suki’s eyes watered a bit and she continued to fondle his balls, breathing through her nose as he fucked her throat over and over again.

Squeezing his balls in her hand, Suki hollowed her cheeks around the head of his member, sucking hard and sloppily. Soon enough, she was gifted with his essence spurting out into her mouth. The look of contentment on her face as she swallowed his semen made the Inu want to smile.

His taste was sweet, yet tangy, a taste she didn’t mind at all. Coming down from his climax, Sesshomaru couldn’t help but wonder where she had learned such techniques, the thought of his Kitten bringing another man pleasure like that made his blood boil.

“Kitten, where did you learn such an act?”

He kept his hands in her hair, tugging slightly until her eyes met his. The way she stared up at him so submissively made his pride swell and even he couldn’t deny how cute she looked. How she could still portray such innocence even after what they had just done was mind boggling to the Demon Lord.

“I-I’ve never done it before. The hand-maidens in my castle, they share their stories with me. I’ve been dying to try it, but I’ve been too shy to seek out a partner.”

He dropped to his knees kissing her aggressively, sloppily, and probably with a bit more tongue than she could handle. But, the kiss was also filled with so much passion, she didn’t dare pull away. Sesshomaru hadn’t known back then, but he knew now. Suki was his Kitten. His soulmate. He loved her, he’s always loved her and he hated that it took so long for him to realize it.

He broke the kiss, leaving her breathless and flustered. He traveled lower, gazing his fangs over her neck and shifting his head lower until he was able to take on of her nipples into his mouth. Sesshomaru lathed this tongue over the brown bud, rolling the other one between his fingertips, loving the way his Kitten cried out in ecstasy.

The Daiyoukai unlatched from her breast with a small ‘pop’ before shoving her head down onto his fur pelt and keeping her lovely backside positioned upward. Suki opened her mouth to protest his manhandling, but nearly let out a moan as the silky fur brushed against her cheek.

It smelled just like him. Sandalwood and earth.

She began to run her fingertips against it, waiting on the Inu to begin his ministrations. His intentions were to tease her, make her beg for him to mount her, but all that had changed and the tables had turned when she began to stroke his fur lightly.

Sesshomaru began let out soft purrs, so soft that Suki had to hold her breath to hear them. She knew that the fur was alive to some extent—it bled when cut and maneuvered at its Master’s sway. But who knew that the big ball of fluff was also a vessel of pleasure to the male Daiyōkai.

“Kitten, please refrain from touching this one’s Mokomoko-sama.”

What a regal lord he was, he even referred to his fur pelt with honorifics. “But it’s soooo soft.” She retorted, snuggling her face deeper into it.

Shaking his head, he continued with ministrations but not before grabbing both of her arms and pulling them behind her back. Sesshomaru had never stooped to using his mouth to pleasure any woman.

He didn’t feel like any woman he had bedded was worthy of what could be such a talented tongue. But she just looked so delectable spread wide for him like she was, and her alluring scent was drawing him into her.

Suki let out a loud gasp as he went in for his first taste of her sex, drawing a long lick from her clitoris to her opening. She tasted better than he had expected, and Sesshomaru had never tasted anything like it. Yes, his Kitten tasted delectable and right now, he wanted nothing more than to bury his tongue inside of her and keep it there until her juices flowed.

“Kitten, you taste just as divine as you smell.”

Unintentionally, he had let go of her arms and was now using his hands to pull apart her round, full cheeks and bury his tongue deep inside of her. “Oh fuck..” She gasped out when his tongue began to thrust in and out of her tight channel. His tongue was warm, soft and so long that it reached depths her own fingers could not.

Completely over fighting it, Suki fisted the fur of his pelt again, poking her bottom up higher and grinding herself onto his mouth, which didn’t go unnoticed by the Inu. His tongue hungrily lashed at her as he ate her like she was his last meal, sending her into a pleasure fueled frenzy. His lips latched onto her clit and she let out a blissful sigh, tossing her right leg up a bit, curling her toes.

Sesshoumaru loved that his Kitten had finally submitted to him completely. It stroked his pride greatly. He slipped his tongue between her slick lips again, deep inside of her throbbing heat, as deep as he was allowed to go before he used his thumb to gently caress her hind entrance, pulling a deep, lovely moan from his little Kitten’s lips.

He smirked at how such dirty things turned the little Neko on.

He planted his flattened tongue against her clit, dragging it agonizingly slow, all the way until it reached the perineum. Suki’s eyes rolled back and wetness trickled down her thighs as his thumb continued to tease her rosebud making her shiver. Sesshoumaru smirked, continuing his ministrations, now holding the Neko still with the strength of his right arm. “Oh Sessh, that feels so good.” She whimpered.

“Does it, Kitten?” He questioned, quickly returning his tongue back to its previous spot.

“Uhhuh.” She moaned out, rocking her body back and forth, somewhat rubbing her clit against his tongue.

Suki’s second hole clenched every now and then, prompting him to sink his finger in just a little. The demon lord had no shame in pleasing Suki, therefore if she enjoyed having her asshole tampered with, then he’d definitely do it again in the near future.

“Sesshomaru..” She whined desperately when she no longer felt his warm, wet tongue against her.

“Do not fret little Neko, this Sesshomaru will make sure you find release soon.” He said, retracting his claws and plunging two large fingers into her warmth. She whimpered as the thick, long digits filled her up exceptionally.

“God, you take my fingers so well.” He curled his fingers, making her quiver. The middle and ring fingers of his right hand dug deeper into the warm, slick folds of her pussy, making lewd, wet noises as he twisted and pulled them in and out of her. “Are you going to cream all over this Sesshomaru’s fingers, Kitten?” He asked, a look of slight amusement gracing his angelic features as his dexterous fingers slid in and out of her, massaging her special spot.

She nodded her head as her lips parted to make soundless moans. She would have never expected such vulgar words to come out of the posh and well-mannered Demon Lord’s mouth. And she definitely would have never expected to hear them directed at her.

Her body began to jerk forward with each thrust, and Sesshomaru could feel her walls clenching around his fingers as he moved them faster. “Use your words.” He commanded before the tip of his tongue finally met her puckered entrance.

“Yeesss, please don’t st-ahh!” Her juices dripped down her thighs as she slumped over, now leaving her face pressed into his pelt, her thighs twitching and her breathing sporadic. Suki was in heaven right now.

The Neko gasped loudly as she was flipped onto her back, eyes wide as she felt his hot mouth over her mound again, his warm, wet tongue snaking itself deep into her. Spreading her lovely thighs open, he held them wide and flat against her as he ate her pussy with less gracefulness than he was associated with, but with as much enthusiasm as someone fulfilling their last dying wish. He made a meal out of his Kitten as she struggled to keep herself from going over the edge again.

Suki peered down at the Inu between her thighs, almost fainting when she saw that he was looking at her. With the stripes on his face now jagged and eyes now glowing a slight pink, she couldn’t help but inwardly praise how absolutely irresistible he looked right now.

The look he was giving her was enough to make her gush all over his tongue, his pink tinged eyes were slightly hooded and he gave her a look of pure lust as he thrusted his thick tongue deeper into the depths of her channel. It was then that she knew the Inu was on the verge of losing every ounce of control of his beastly instincts, and she couldn’t wait for his inner demon to have his way with her.

She cried out, loving the strange feeling of the muscle wriggling around inside of her. Sesshomaru couldn’t help but regret not tasting his Kitten sooner.

Suki’s eyes fluttered open when she felt herself being lifted off of the ground. The way he had positioned her, her buttocks were now pressed against his pectorals and her thighs were spread even wider as he gripped her ankles, pushing them forward and placing them on either side of her head.

"Delectable…" Sesshomaru murmured as he stared at her sex spread wide open for him. Suki blushed furiously, using her hands to cover her face in embarrassment. “Remove your hands Kitten, I would like to see your beautiful face contort in pleasure as I bring you to climax once more.”

With her juicy, wet folds just below his chin, Sesshomaru leaned forward and began to slide his thick tongue between her lips all while keeping his eyes locked on hers. The back of her thighs quivered as he continued his assault, licking her in the same manner twice more before drawing a long lick from her tight second hole all the way to her sensitive clitoris.

Suki gasped at the sensation, a violent shiver passing through her entire being. Sesshomaru knew just how to work her body, she was like putty in his hands.

He kept her shoulders planted on the fur of his pelt with his arms wrapped around her waist, now standing on his knees as he ate her like his last meal with his tongue now deeper than before.

She shuddered every time his nose bumped her clitoris and his tongue stroked her sweet spot while exploring her depths.

Soon enough Sesshomaru had layed her back down spreading her thighs even wider as he completely ravished her. He took her clit into his mouth, careful of his fangs, and sucked on the bundle of her nerves. It was as if he had taken her clit into his mouth with intentions of extracting her soul.

Suki switched between grabbing her own breasts and the fur of his mokomoko-sama until he grabbed both of her hands, settling them into his hair.

He effortlessly held her shaking thighs apart with his broad shoulders and barbaric strength, reaching one of his hands to squeeze her breast, rolling the hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

“Sesh..Sesshomaru.” Her soft moans almost went unnoticed by even his immaculate hearing, but he had caught it and it brought a slight smirk to his face. “Climax for me Kitten.” He coaxed, as he switched to rubbing her clitoris with his thumb. Suki fought hard to contain her release, as she didn’t want to give the Inu the satisfaction of making her climax on command.

“Oh my-!” He felt her body spasm as she covered his face with her creamy juices. The demon lord was actually shocked, he didn’t know she would, or could, cum that much. However, it was deeply appreciated as he licked her clean. He slurped on her like a mad man, she had come to think that he was, but she was too high on pleasure to even care anymore.

The Inu rocked her back and forth allowing his tongue to stroke her bud over and over with little effort, letting her ride out her orgasm and building up another at the same time. He stuck his tongue deep inside her for the last time, licking her clean and making her tremble and climax all over his face a third time.

He lazily licked and slurped until her thighs twitched and she placed her hands on the side of his face and she begged him to stop.

Finally pulling his face away from her sex, he took in the blissful expression on her face and his inner beast smirked.

“Your face,” The Neko stared at the Daiyoukai with wide eyes. “Oh, Kami. Please don’t kill me.” The Inu grunted, rolling his eyes smugly. He had no intentions of killing the Neko, especially after she had just fed him the best meal he had ever feasted on. Sesshomaru snaked out his long tongue, licking the remnants of her juices off of his chin and upper lip.

He kissed the top of her womanhood and rested his head on her stomach, allowing her to catch her breath while he enjoyed being close to her.

’I am ready to mate our Kitten.’ He hadn’t quite lost the battle within himself yet, but it wouldn’t be long before his beast had complete control.

“Kiss me.” His deep, gruff voice commanded. He pulled her into yet another rough, passionate kiss.

“On your knees, Kitten.”

She took one more look at her Inu lover, his markings grown jagged and sharp. He was hanging on to his sanity by a thread. Sesshomaru’s mouth watered at the sight of his Kitten’s dripping wet folds spread open and ready for his taking.

He positioned himself to her entrance, gripping her hips tightly as he pushed in. Wow, his kitten, felt more amazing than she had tasted. He pushed into her slowly, showing her much more mercy than his beast liked. The Inu wanted to take his time and be gentle with his little kitten, but he almost couldn’t suppress his beast’s urge to hold her down and have his way with her.

His member stretched her deliciously, and the Neko felt as if she could feel him in her womb. “You’re so..so big.”

His mercy only lasted mere seconds as he pulled out, leaving only the head of his engorged cock inside of her before plunging into her repeatedly.

The Neko’s voice caught in her throat and her lips contoured into a wide ‘O’ as Sesshomaru began to absolutely destroy her.

She leaned forward in attempt to get him to ease up, but her attempts failed as he once again restrained her, holding her hair in one hand and her neck in the other.

“Don’t run from me, Kitten.” His deepened voice and the rumble against her neck sent chills down her spine. His thrusts never seized, in fact it felt as if he’d gone deeper than before.

“I-I can’t take it.” She whined. With the pleasure, he also delivered pain. While the girth of his member stretched her out so deliciously, she was sure she felt every single vein and vessel of his cock, the pain of his cock slamming into her was almost intolerable.

“You can and will.” Sesshomaru retorted, his gruff voice making her heart melt. Sure, Suki was a shy girl, but there was nothing she loved more than dominance from a worthy man.

Leaning forward, he draped his arms over her shoulders and locked his hands over her wrists before placing his knees outside of hers, somewhat caging her under his larger body. His member was now able to reach new depths as he sunk deeper into her, the angle allowing him to stroke perfectly against her sweet spot.

He filled her to the brim with his impressive length, kissing her cervix with every thrust, the delicious mixture of pleasure and pain sending her towards the brink of another epic climax.

Her beautiful body trembled under his as he used nothing but the sheer strength of his hips to drive into her. Thrust after thrust her knees weakened and she found it harder and harder to fight off her climax.

“F-fuck me..” Her jaw went slack and her moans were reduced to little squeaks that accompanied each thrust, her toes curled and her eyes rolled back in sheer ecstasy. Before tonight, he was unaware that Suki had such a filthy mouth, but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t like it.

‘Let’s give our Kitten what she wants.’

Sesshomaru’s eyes were now completely red, the iris’ turquoise instead of their usual golden color. His claws elongated and almost doubled in length, yet he still kept a gentle hold on Suki’s neck as not to hurt her. He plowed into her hard and forcefully, almost as if she was a rag doll being used for his pleasure, and she was loving every second of it.

“Oh my-mmm. S-Sess..shomaru, I’m about to-,” She could hardly finish her sentence as a wave of pleasure washed over her when he continued to stroke her sweet spot. The Inu took the initiative to switch their positions, as he wanted to see her pretty little face when she reached her climax once again.

Lying her on her back with her legs on his shoulders he slid his length between her lips before he bottomed out inside of her in a single thrust. She let out a deep sigh-like moan, all she could muster after having the wind knocked out of her, squeezing her eyes shut as she adjusted to the depth in which he entered her again.

He fucked into her harder, staring down at her beautiful folds on full display and loving how she covered him in her juices with every thrust.

Sesshomaru made sure to slow down as he felt himself nearing his end, since he did not want to finish before she got her release. His eyes widened as he felt her small hand reach up to wrap around his neck. “Mmm..I’m so close. Don’t-don’t you dare fucking s-stop.”

The Inu was a little taken back, not only at the fact that she was crazy enough to challenge him in such a way, but also because he..liked it.

“Kitten, you are mine.” His voice was deep and gruff, lust filled and meaningful as he laid his claim over the Neko princess.

She knew it wasn’t a question but she nodded her head furiously anyway, afraid she’d lose her mind if he stopped thrusting into her.

“I’m all..fuck.” She moaned, catching her breath before trying again. “I’m all yours, just please don’t stop.” She begged, her voice shaky as he fucked her.

He leaned in closer to the juncture where her neck and shoulder met, licking his tongue over her mating glands, drawing a deep moan from her lips. Unhinging his mouth and plunging his fangs into that very spot, he sealed their fates forever. The pain from the bite was all it took to send her over the edge once more.

He kept hard, steady thrusts, gradually slowing down until he was no longer able to thrust anymore. Sesshomaru let out a deep growl, so fierce it shook the very earth they lied on, feeling his member twitch inside of her before his essence spurted out, coating her walls.

Lifting her up, he sat back on his haunches, holding her close and basking in the moment for a bit.

Moments later he maneuvered himself onto his knees, before standing, balancing his and his mate’s weight. He took them over to the spring, dipping one leg in and then the other, walking until the water was about waist level.

Sesshomaru sat himself on a boulder, Suki still in tow. The way she clung to him like her life depended on it made his heart want to explode. He loved the affection, even if he wasn’t exactly sure how to reciprocate it. Things were moving quite fast for the Inu, not only had he been reunited with his first love, but he had mated her as well, all in the same night.

“Suki.”

Called out of the slumber-like rest, she lifted her head, placing her hands against his cheeks. When they finally met eyes again, his eyes were back to their usual beautiful honey color. She ran her thumb over his stripes, leaning in to quickly peck his lips.

The Inu’s eyes widened a bit, but he quickly caught his composure.

“Your beast is very quiet, I like when you talk dirty to me.”

“My beast speaks in a language only Inu understand, Kitten.” He licked the two wounds he gave her, giving her a small nip on her jaw. She nodded in understanding, shrugging her shoulders. “I’d still love to hear it. I-I’m sorry I challenged you.”

“As you should be. I look forward to reprimanding such behavior, Mate.” The tone of his voice sent chills down her back, and she knew she’d look forward to it as well. Suki didn’t even know where to begin as she sat on the Inu’s lap, still staring into his eyes. “So you marked me..on purpose.”

“This Sesshomaru does everything with purpose. I do not regret what I have done, Kitten.”

Wow, they were really mated. The two of them were now one and he couldn’t wait to see his Kitten pregnant and round with his pups. Sesshomaru looked forward to spending the rest of his days with her. He had missed his friend—his lover, and they had a lot of catching up to do.

“I love you, Suki and I cannot allow you to slip through my fingers as you have once before. You are mine now, we are one.” He kissed her again, passionate and lovingly. “I shall be taking my leave soon, you are welcome to join me in my chambers if you are ready. If not, I will accompany you to the North.”

“Do you still reside in the castle in the clouds?” She questioned after she had dressed and gathered her belongings. The Inu simply nodded.

“Then, I shall be taking this.” She pulled at his Mokomoko draping it across her shoulder, mimicking the demon lord.

“I am Sesshomaru, ruler of the western lands.” She deepened her voice, trying to sound like the Demon Lord. The Inu almost cringed as his white pelt dragged behind her, her short stance almost making it it impossible not to be dragged on the ground .

“Oh Fluffy, I think your fur looks better on myself than it does on you.”

Sesshomaru’s mind wandered and he had come to the conclusion that maybe he wouldn’t mind seeing his Kitten’s naked body adorned in nothing but his MokoMoko-Sama.

“Neko,” He growled ferociously. “Unhand this one’s pelt.” His tone should have been enough to instill fear in his mate, however it only made her act out more.

“Unhand this one’s pelt.” She mocked him again, giggling. “Why don’t you come take it from me, Lord Sesshomaru .” She taunted.

If his tone wasn’t enough, then maybe what she needed was a firm hand against her backside. Before he could do just that, she vanished into thin air. The Inu withheld a groan, shaking his head.

What was he going to do with his sneaky little kitten.

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This was so long for no reason 😭 but I’m absolutely in love with Sesshomaru so of course the longest fic I’ve ever written goes to him 🥹

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