those eyes
♡ Douma x innocent angel!reader
♡ cw: descriptions of sex, oral sex, unprotected sex, Douma being a complete liar, dominant Douma, Douma being a JERK, creampies? creampies, slight degradation & humiliation, loss of virginity, basically sexxxx.
♡ Douma is known for being cunning, so no figure he was able to fool you~
Humming softly you cleaned the delicate vases in the cool spring water allowing all sprinkles of dirt to get off of the vase. Your thin white dress was floating slightly in the water not bothering you the slightest. You would come down to this spring every now and then to wash different things, a way of blessing an item. Being an angel who had just recently arrived on earth you were getting used to the whole angel thing, you didn’t have much to do just visit small communities and offer small blessings. Blending in was easy, you had the appearance of a normal human your wings only being out when necessary since being here you haven’t run into any problems. Until.
Shaking the access water from the vase, you began making your way out of the water dressed, completely clinging to your body and showing off your lovely figure. Nipples poked through the long sheer gown, showing off the hue of the nubs.
“My my my, a woman shouldn’t be out here all alone you know” You turned your head left and right looking for the mysterious person who spoke suddenly. Facing back forward you were met with a pair of rainbow-colored eyes. You jumped slightly causing you to fall into the spring and drop the vase you were blessing causing it to break.
“Oh no you’ve fallen in, my deepest apologies. Please take my hand and allow me to help you out.” He smiled sticking his hand out to you. You took his hand as he helped you up and brought you out of the water.
“What might you have been up to? Out here all alone, how dangerous.” He kept that smile on his face, something about him was hypnotizing it was like his eyes put you in a trance.
“I was simply cleaning some belongings, I come quite often I was doing fine. Thank you for being concerned sir.” you smiled at him shaking the access water off of you.
“Oh no problem at all, a beauty like you must be protected you never know what could be lurking in the shadows out here ready to gobble your up.” His head tilted slightly to the side. Perhaps he was right, you know demons are real and they like to prey on the innocent. So it could be quite dangerous for you, you’ve only spent a total of 8 days on Earth and all has been swell so far.
“Perhaps you’re right, it is best that I do get going thank you for helping me.” you began walking away grabbing the one other vase that had not been broken.
“Ah, I can’t let you go just yet it is my fault that your other vase broke. It is only right if I replaced it. I have a dear friend who makes the loveliest vases you would just adore. So please allow me to replace it?” he placed his hands together almost begging you to come with him.
As an angel, giving the man a chance would be your moral duty. “Sure, however, I am soaking wet.” you sighed referring to the soaked sheer dress you were still wearing.
“Here” he wrapped an overshirt over your body, taking your hand. “Let us be on the way, I stay not too far from here” he began walking taking you with him. It took quite literally no time to get to his “home” it was more like a temple. Quite off that you did not see this any other time you wandered these woods, possibly you’ve missed some areas.
He pushed open a set of cold stone doors, the room decorated with nothing but shades of red and hints of black. The room was cold, not your average cold but below-freezing cold and you wearing wet clothing which made it no better. Your nipples began hardening making you cross your arms along your chest attempting to shield them from the male in the room with you.
“My would you like to shed your wet clothing? You would only get sick wearing such clothing at this temperature. I will go get you a towel, you may remove your clothing.” he hummed slightly making his way from the bedroom area. You began removing the overshirt from your body, laying it on a nearby rack. Peeling off the wet dress, you were left in your bare state. You had really no reason to wear any garments under your clothing, although you didn’t own any anyways. Jumping slightly, you felt a cloth being brushed along your skin.
“Shh it’s just me dear.” the familiar voice ranged out. He ran the cloth along your back, your arms, and slowly down your legs. It was almost embarrassing being exposed so freely to a man you hardly know but there was something so charming about him.
“No need to be so shy, I'm simply aiding you as it was my fault you fell in anyway.” he hummed. He made his way to the front of your body brushing the towel over your breast and making a circular motion with the cloth.
“Hm, it would be better if you at on the bed. I can dress you better that way” It was as if your body moved on its own causing your bottom to make a connection with the bed. He took the towel and began drying your left foot making way up your leg. Switching to your other foot, he began drying up your leg making his way up to your thighs. Taking the cloth he began drying your thighs, ensuring to absorb any moisture from the spring.
“Spread your legs,” he stated as if that was a normal thing to say to any woman.
“Uh, I-” Your face flushed to a shade of strawberry red.
“I’m just drying you off any I can’t dry you properly when you’re clamping your legs together locking their moisture in,” he states hands finding themselves on your plush thighs. Although it did not matter considering the strong grip he had on your thighs, you cracked your legs open slightly only for him to spread them wide open. Taking the cloth once more, he began wiping at the inner parts of your thighs getting rid of the last bit of spring water. He dropped the cloth to the floor, allowing his ice-cold hands to dance along your body. He ran a finger up your body, stopping right at your chin.
“You just smell of innocence, never been touched by a man or woman if you’re into that. The way you glide through the water of the spring just begging to be eaten up.” your face twisted up in confusion, what was he getting at?
“As I was drying you, you don’t think I noticed the way you tensed up or the way you clamped your legs together as if begging for me to touch you more?” he brought his face close to yours those rainbow eyes glowing even in a room with little to no light.
“Sir I must not do this, it isn’t right and I must remain pure.” you turned your head away from him.
“You will still be pure, just do whatever your heart desires~” his cold tongue licked along the side of your neck making you squeal. He lapped at your neck licking from the bottom all the way to the tip of your chin. You felt him push your body back slightly, your back coming in contact with the cool sheets. His large body towered over yours with ease. He licked at your neck again, this time trailing down making way from your shoulders to your right nipple. He licked ever so lightly at the bud that had been hardened by the temperature causing your to squirm under his body. He took his time with your nipple, sucking at the bud getting it nice and wet, rolling it along his tongue. He brought one of his fingers up your leg, dancing its way up to your warm entrance. You’ve never been touched by anyone like this before, it was a new feeling of complete bliss. Your body felt as if it had electricity flowing through it. His finger poked at your entrance, swiping slightly to remove the stickiness of your juices that held your folds together. Stroking at your entrance was enough to get your hips rolling. Just as he switched from your right nipple to your left, you felt him insert one of his cold fingers inside your warmth. He moved the solo finger slowly, allowing you to adjust to his finger. The feeling of his finger inside you and him toying with your nipple was almost enough to send you over the edge.
He released your nipple from his mouth, a thin trail of saliva bridging between the two. Your body tensed up as you felt him slide down to your lower half, cool breath tickling at your entrance. Taking both of his hands, he pushed your thighs apart spreading them to the widest of their ability. You felt his tongue lick with the perfect amount of pressure at your clit causing you to let out an erotic moan. You heard him chuckle slightly before he dove into your cunt licking sloppily while sucking harshly at the right areas. He sucked at your clit rolling the nub along his tongue, cool breath mixed with your warm heat causing your back to arch off of the bed. He gripped at your thighs, cuffing them into his hands holding you in place as he lapped at your cunt as if it was his last meal on earth. Your hands soon found their way to his golden hair, gripping the hair in your fist tight but not tight enough that it’ll cause pain. As if it was not enough already, you felt him release one of your thighs, taking two of his fingers and pushing them into your entrance. You groaned feeling the pressure of his fingers mixed with the feeling of him eating at your heat. Before you know it, he flipped you over so you were now on all fours and he was laying flat on his back. Your body hovered over his as he locked his hands into your thighs once more, pushing your heat down onto his face and allowing him to smother himself with your juices. The feeling was too much as your legs began shaking, but that did not stop his pace at all. With one final suck at your clit your body trembled to feel a euphoric feeling flood over your body.
You began catching your breath, chest heaving with each breath. You have never experienced this feeling, not once in 100 years. Was this wrong? Dragging you out of your thoughts you felt something fairly large Without any warning, you felt your inside being stretched to the fullest. The feeling was a mix of pain and pleasure and at the moment you were definitely feeling more pain.
“Please Sir I can’t take it.” your face scrunched up as the burn started to slowly fade.
“Oh but you can, and you will” he smiled showing those rainbow eyes. Looking into them almost had you in a trance, you didn’t realize that he began moving as you stared so deeply into his eyes. It wasn’t until a sharp snap of his hip that brought you to your sense. With every stroke he was slow but sharp, letting you feel every inch that he had to offer. Taking your hands and pinning them above your head, he began adjusting the pace. Things had gone from slow and sharp to a new pace of fast and rough. Each thrust was jagged, snapping so harshly into you as if he wanted to rip you in half. Your breast bounced at each thrust, the bed creaked loudly through the room, and the only sound left would be the sound of your squelching cunt that filled the room with its wetness.
“Fuck, you’re so tight I could barely fit still.”
“Gonna stretch you out nice and good just for me.”
“My hell you’re so fucking wet’“
You whined as his fast rough pace began puncturing your insides, you could feel every inch of him within the deepest parts of your stomach. Your cunt swallowed him whole, as it had been stretched as if it had been perfectly molded to his shape. He removed himself from you, once more finding yourself being flipped back onto all fours. He pushed you back down creating the perfect arch for him, allowing himself to push deeply back into you, The burning was still there as his raw flesh met your soft spongy walls. He dug himself deep into you, the deepest you’ve felt him go so far. He lowered his body, his chest resting on your back as he wrapped his hands around your lower waist slamming himself deep into you. You gripped the sheets under you, as a new wave of please came over your body.
“Sir please” you called out eyes shut tight body barely can hold on much longer. He licked at your ear, whispering a bunch of sweet nothings.
“Who would’ve ever thought that fucking an angel would be this easy? Oh, I have to tell the other uppermoons.” he chuckled body still pressed deep into yours. Uppermoons? What..
“Demons and angels aren’t supposed to be together but I think we fight together perfectly like two missing puzzle pieces.” Demon...? He was a demon?
“Oh don’t tell me you really couldn’t tell. How sad, the big scary demon just devoured the poor innocent angel. What are the odds you let a demon not only fuck you but take your first time?” he laughed not missing a single thrust.
“Don’t tell me you like that, your clamping down on me mighty tight” Your face flushed with shock so many emotions ran through your head.
“Don’t worry, your Lord Douma will take good care of you.” he snapped his hips sharply one last time enough to push you over the edge. You felt his own bodily fluid mix with yours, invading your intimate areas. He pulled himself out of you, laying your body down softly. He propped himself up staring at you with those rainbow eyes once more, this time a kanji symbol appearing in them. How can you be so dense, sadly to say you kinda liked it?
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Ropes
Kuroo x fem Reader
Warnings: NSFW
Words: ~1,1k
About: Rope play with Kuroo.
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You’re breathing heavily, your back arched and your muscles deliciously sore from the compromising position you’ve been tied into.
Kuroo’s skilled fingers tighten the last knot of the rope, your body now completely immobile and at his mercy. Your arms are tied behind your back, with numerous knots adorning your naked body, two of them right above your nipples, causing delicious friction to run through your body when you inhale deeply and heave your chest a bit. Other ropes force your legs to stay opened, one of them dangerously close to your clit- and you slightly wiggle in the ties to get at least some relief. The past hour has been a challenge to your patience - when his fingers moved on your body, making you needy, when they followed the line of your exposed back, or the outline of your chest, making your cunt throb with need, but he refused to give you an orgasm- yet.
Kuroo looks down at you, his eyes filled with excitement while his lips are curled into a satisfied grin. “Kitten, you look so perfect like this. So, so perfect and ready for me.”
You embarrassedly tilt your face to the side when he stares intensely at your body and stops at your exposed pussy. “Oh? Seems like my kitten is all ready and waiting for me?” You whine when he leans down and presses a short peck on your throbbing cunt, the sensation causing your head to fall back as much as the ropes allow your body to. “Tetsurou, please, I need you. I waited so long.” You know that he will give in when you beg enough- you’ve been his good girl after all, patiently waiting until he tied you up without trying to convince him to fuck you in between. It did help though that his fingers occasionally find their way into your cunt, pumping just once or twice, just enough to rile you up even more before he went back to tying the rope again, turning this into a sweet form of torture for you- getting just enough to keep you sane, but not enough to get you properly off.
But now you want him- you need him.
He leans down and kisses you, his hands roaming softly over your body and feeling the rope under his fingers that is restricting any movement from you. “I’ll give you what you need. You’ ve been such a good girl for me. Let me show you, what good girls get.”
He pulls down his boxers, his cock already hard and throbbing- the act of tying you up surely making him needy too- and he doesn’t waste any time in placing his cock right at your entrance. You can’t even more your legs or hips to get him to sink in just a bit deeper, to finally get at least the tip of his cock to push into you, and he chuckles amusedly at your attempt to move. “Seems like I did a good job with these ropes. Tell me, kitten, do you like being tied up for me? Being ready for me and waiting to get fucked?”
“Yes! Please, please fuck me. I’ve been good, I’m your good girl,” your pleas get even more desperate, and you cry out when he finally slams his cock in you without any more warnings and fully bottoms you out with one smooth thrust, your arousal coating his cock and even dripping down to your spread ass cheeks.
“Fuck- feels so good.” He groans and you whine as response, being overwhelmed by the feeling of finally getting his cock inside of you. His gaze quickly flickers to your restricted form and a slight flash of concern is showing on his face. “Tell me when it gets uncomfortable. I will stop when you say the word.”
“No, please, just fuck me, fill me up, please, Tetsurou, please-”
There is something primal in his eyes when he hears your words, and he suddenly moves his hips back and slams fully into you again. His thrusts are smooth and fast, getting more powerful with each slam and you fully get lost in the pleasure he gives you, in the feeling of his cock filling you up so so good, in the way his tip brushes against your most sensitive spots, and you feel like you’re floating, your high so close, so so close-
But you cry out loudly when he suddenly stops moving and pulls out- only to feel him manhandling you and moving you on your stomach, your ass now exposed to him, while your face is pressed into the soft pillow. He grabs your hips and positions himself behind you, before he starts to fuck you again, his pace now faster and deeper, his thrusts making you see stars, and you moan uncontrolled when he smacks your ass, the pain sending even more pleasure through your body.
“Does it feel good? You like being tied up and getting fucked like my perfect little cum slut?”
His words turn you on even more, and you know you won’t last long like this- and he makes you cum with a sudden harsh smack on your ass, followed by two of his fingertips rubbing against your clit in a circular way- and that’s when you cry out his name and fall apart under him. You barely feel him yanking a certain rope and pulling your back flush against his chest when he cums too, his hips stilling against yours when he groans your name and fills you up with his hot cum.
You wince when he pulls out after a few moments, his cum dripping down on the rope on your thighs, but you are still unable to move, remaining pressed against Kuroo’s body, still high from your intense orgasm.
You’re too exhausted to say something, so you just let Kuroo do his thing and lay you down to the bed and untie you, his lips pressing soothing kisses all over your body and whispering praises of how proud he is of his sweet kitten, how well you did, how beautiful you look when you cum for him.
You barely notice how he manages to remove every single tie on your body and lays down to pull you against his chest. He feels warm too and smells like sex and a certain smell that calms you, a smell that just smells like him. “You okay, love?”
“Hmm, perfect. I loved it. ” You mumble against his chest with a smile, his concern warming your heart and making you feel even more safe with him. He always makes you feel safe and taken care of, and his aftercare is just perfect.
“Okay, good. We’ll talk tomorrow about what you liked and not, and what we can do again. But now I want you to sleep, you’re exhausted, kitten.”
“Hmm. Kiss me.” You whisper and feel his lips pressing against yours with a happy smile- and that’s when tiredness overcomes your body.
You only hear him whisper “I love you,” right before you drift away into the sweetest dreams in his arms.
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