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ughzui · 2 years

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𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬.

tengen uzui x fem!reader | 3.1k words | minors do not interact

content warnings: loss of virginity, slight corruption kink, daddy kink, fingering, slight size kink, breeding kink, creampie,

author’s note: my tengen brainrot is absolutely atrocious. off the charts. mind boggling. i love him so much. there will be a second and perhaps third part to this. big thank you to @cherrykamado for beta’ing this for me!! <3

networks: @knyplaymatemansion

Swirls of steam curled off of the surface of the water, slowly drifting upwards towards the night sky. Tengen sank lower in the water, allowing his shoulders to submerge and relax under the soothing heat of the spring. The mission had been long and strenuous, weeks of careful consideration and following a demon that had been going after young girls. It felt like forever before he’d been able to safely corner it and dispose of it. He sighed deeply and closed his eyes, enjoying the calm atmosphere of the moment. Soft rustling drew him out of his peace as he cracked an eye open to see what the disturbance had been.

You stood there like a deer in a hunter’s sight, frozen and eyes wide. “My apologies! I didn’t realize anyone was out here at this time of night,” you spoke frantically, quickly clapping a hand over your eyes to block him from view.

A low laugh rumbled in his chest at your reaction to his presence. He recognized you quickly, the corps member who’d accompanied him on his most recent mission. You’d been a great help, very eager to learn from him and extremely obedient with the orders he’d given you. He’d taken a liking to you very quickly.

“Don’t apologize. Join me, you deserve it. You worked hard too.”

The offer was nice, but you weren’t sure what to say. Wouldn’t it be inappropriate to intrude on a superior in that way? But then again, he’d told you to. “Alright. Thank you.”

Slightly nervous fingers untied your yukata before slipping it off and folding it neatly. You set it on a stool before stepping into the hot spring. Tengen shifted over, making space for you to sit comfortably across from him. The high heat of the water was the exact thing you needed to soothe the exhaustion in your overworked muscles.

“Do you have another mission or are they giving you a break before they throw you back out?” he asked, crossing his arms across his broad chest.

You shrugged, already feeling the relaxing effects coming over you. “They haven’t given me anything yet. Maybe I’ll get a day or two.”

He nodded, understanding the sentiment quite well. “What rank are you now? Kinoe?”

You sighed. “Not yet. Maybe within the year, I hope. I’m still Kinoto.”

“That’s still impressive. You’re still young. Lots of improvement can still be made. You’ve climbed the ranks quickly. It’s admirable.”

Humming in agreement, you glanced at him. “Were you still young when you became a hashira? You’re still pretty young aren’t you?”

“I was. And I am. Lots of living left ahead of me.”

You always thought the hashira were the most impressive group of individuals in Japan, and likely on the planet. They exhibited strength and talent that everyone and everything paled in comparison to. It had been a goal of yours at first, but it still seemed far out of reach.

“You look tense. Are you sore?”

His words distracted you from your thoughts, leaving you speechless for a moment.

“What?”

Tengen grinned. “You’re holding tension in your body. Are you sore? I know that last fight was tough. Come here.” He gestured towards himself, moving just enough that you could tell he parted his thighs and was inviting you to sit between them.

Embarrassment made heat creep up to your cheeks. “Nono, I’m fine. It’s okay, don’t worry about me.” He was absolutely correct. Your shoulders and back ached more than they ever had after a mission. But how were you supposed to let your superior put his hands on you like that? Especially when you were both undressed.

“You were my mission partner for a month. I’m supposed to worry about you a little bit. Now come here.”

He nodded when you scooted closer, his hands encircling your biceps to drag you fully between his thighs. He ignored your squeak of protest as he slid his hands up to his shoulders, fingers kneading skillfully at your back. A relaxed sigh left your parted lips, your head falling forward to give him more access.

“Will you go see your family while you have some time off?” he asked, trailing his hands to the center of your back.

“No. They’ve moved out to the country and it’s too far. I won’t have any time to see them and come ba- Oh god!” Your hands flew to grip at his thighs, your nails digging into his skin. He’d focused his touch on a particularly sensitive knot in your back, leaving you stunned and shaky.

“Right there, hmm?” he hummed, continuing the gentle circles against your spine.

You could only nod, your grip still tensed on his muscular thighs. Each drag of his touch pulled tiny whimpers and gasps out of you. It was too much and just enough at the same time, the pain slowly dissipating from your muscles.

Tengen leaned close to you. So close that you could feel his breath ghost against the shell of your ear when he spoke. “You’re so noisy. How’re you feeling now?” he murmured, his hands slowly sliding to rest at the bottom of your spine.

“Much better. I don’t even hurt anymore,” you sighed, rolling your shoulders back to test the full effects of his talented fingers.

His touch lingered on the small of your back for a moment before he dragged his hands up your sides. “You know, you sounded so lewd just from me touching you.”

“Oh. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. It just felt so nice.”

He clicked his tongue. “Don’t apologize. See, I’d like to hear you actually make those noises for me.” He pressed his chest into your back, fingertips ghosting ever so lightly over your hips.

“W-what? But your wives,” you stuttered, gasping as he pressed his lips against the back of your neck.

“They’re well aware of the things I want to do with you. My letters to them were well received during our mission.” He pressed his hand flat against your belly, holding you still as he wrapped his arms around your waist. “There’s a certain… Openness in our relationship. So what do you say? Do you want me to make you feel good?”

A mixture of emotions swirled in your mind as he spoke. You could feel his steady heartbeat against your back as he placed yet another kiss against your heated skin. “Yes.” That was all you could muster as he rested his chin on your shoulder.

“Yes what? Use your words. I don’t like meek little girls,” he chastised. He knew full well what you meant, but drawing more out of you was more fun.

“Yes, I want you to make me feel good. Please.”

Before you could take a breath, his teeth were nipping against your sensitive skin and his fingers were sliding further south until they rested at the apex of your thighs. You parted your legs, allowing him to run a finger between your folds. Your breath hitched in your throat at the feeling, your hand coming to rest over his much larger one.

“Are you nervous? Don’t be. I’ll take care of you.”

“No one’s ever… I’ve never…” Each time you started, you couldn’t seem to finish your sentence.

“Don’t worry. I'll be gentle.”

Deft fingers drew tiny circles over your clit, sending jolts of electricity through your body. His free hand held you tightly, keeping you from squirming too hard against him. You inhaled sharply when he pressed his finger into your hole, the slight sting taking you aback. He moved slowly, stroking your sensitive walls with the calloused pad of his finger. It made you dizzy; the sensation completely foreign and overwhelming.

Before long , the hazy pleasure was the only thing you could focus your mind in. Tengen was rhythmic, pumping his thick digit in and out in a perfectly steady pattern. Once he was sure you were comfortable, he curled it upwards, catching and pressing hard against your g-spot. Your yelp of shock made a Cheshire grin spread across his face.

“How’s that, little one?” he crooned, letting your waist go so that he could toy with your clit at the same time.

“So so good,” you whined, rocking your hips forward into his touch.

His lips were back against your neck, sucking a constellation of blemishes into your skin. The intrusion of a second finger sent you reeling, your walls clamping erratically around them as he scissored them to stretch you even further.

You cried out sharply, head falling back against his shoulder as the tension in your belly tightened. “U-Uzui I think I’m close,” you whispered, eyes shut tight as you essentially rode his hand.

“Call me Tengen, sweetheart. And I know you are, you’re squeezing me so tight. Just relax and let go, pretty girl,” he coached, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head.

His words made you giddy, your heart skipping a beat. He was just so charismatic, and you knew he wasn’t even trying at all. You had to admit he had always flustered you a bit, especially during your missions. He was so guiding despite being so bold and brash. His company was one that you’d grown used to and comfortable with.

His chin rested on your shoulder, the perfect position for him to bite at the tender skin. He pinched your clit gently, toying with the swollen bundle of nerves. You cried out, belly dipping as you sucked in a deep breath to try to keep yourself composed. If not for the buffer of the water, the wet slick sound of your cunt around his fingers would be nearly overwhelming. You could feel yourself gush arousal with each deep thrust of his fingers.

Your thighs trembled, threatening to close around his wrist as you slipped even deeper into ecstasy. His unrelenting actions became unbearable as you hit your peak, shaky begs of his name spilling from your mouth as you came undone on his fingers. You heard a faint “there you go” over the bloodrush in your ears, your hips shivering and stuttering as you chased even more contact from the large man below you.

He came to a slow stop and shifted you out of his lap. Quickly noticing your confusion, he cupped your cheek in his palm. “Don’t worry, it’s okay. I’m just gonna take you inside. I’m not deflowering you in an onsen.”

Tengen pulled you to straddle his lap, your chest against his as he fit his hand under your knees before rising to his feet. Almost immediately, you locked your ankles around his waist, terrified that you would fall.

“Relax, sweetheart. I’ve got you.” One hand slid to rest under your ass while the other splayed against your back.

He made quick work of getting inside and situated, laying you gently upon the tatami mat covered floor. His large figure loomed over yours, broad chest and shoulders dwarfing you under him. He nudged your legs open with his knee and settled between them, his hips resting against your own as he leaned forward to capture your lips in a heated kiss.

Your hands flew to rest on his chest, fingernails digging into his tanned skin. He groaned into your mouth, teeth nipping at your bottom lip. Gasping at the feeling, your lips parted to grant him access. He slid his tongue against yours, enjoying the soft pleasure-filled sigh he drew out of you. He was intoxicating; your head spinning like you’d been drinking for hours.

“Tengen please, it hurts,” you breathed, the desperate ache between your thighs becoming unbearable. “I need you.”

He growled lowly, eyes squeezing shut at your coy request. Who was he to deny you that? Running a hand through his hair, he sat back on his heels and stared down at you. He could feel his mouth water at the sight: your breasts heaving with each deep breath and your perfect cunt dripping in anticipation for him. It was almost too good to be true. He grabbed your hips, manhandling you so that his cock was situated between your slick folds.

His length was hot and heavy laying right against your sensitive clit. He rolled his hips, grinding it against where you needed him the most. Before you could even open your mouth to protest his teasing and beg for more, he pressed the fat tip against your hole before slowly easing it inside. You saw stars, back arching and hands scrabbling at the floor below you. He was rough but painfully slow, taking his sweet time bullying his thick cock into your virgin cunt.

Your mewls were like music to his ears, lewdly sweet and desperate. Tengen gripped tightly at your waist, holding you still as he split your gummy walls with the impressive girth of his shaft. Hands flying to his shoulders, you threw your head back in bliss as he bottomed out in you. He was so deep, so thick, filling you just perfectly.

“How're you doing, sweetheart?” he asks, thrusting shallowly into you.

“Good. So good,” you squeaked, writhing as his pace began to pick up.

He grinned down at you, canines glinting under the dim light of the room. “Perfect.”

With that, he settled on a brutal pace, one that had you gasping and trembling under him. It was so cruel; the way he stretched your tiny hole around his massive cock would surely ruin you for any other man. No other man could ever treat you the way he could. You’d come crawling back to him every time, begging him to make you feel so good compared to what those pathetic useless men could do.

His lips were back on yours, tongue hastily gliding against your own. He swallowed down your moans and whines, grunting as he crashed his hips into yours. Tengen was in a daze, the only things he could focus on being the way your warm cunt squeezed him and the way the sweet taste of you on his tongue made him dizzy.

He pulled away, giving you a moment to catch your breath as he reached down with one hand to run a circle on your swollen clit. You panted like a bitch in heat, tongue lolling out as ecstasy built up in your abdomen. Warbles of his name and ‘please’ fell from your mouth, tears pricking your lash line as your orgasm approached rapidly. Tengen could see it in your eyes, prompting him to angle his hips to reach deeper into you.

“Ohh god! F-fuck! I’m gonna..!” Your voice cracked as you gasped, legs shaking and toes curling as the heat in your belly raged to an inferno. “Oh fuck ‘m cumming! Daddy I’m- Shit!” Your mouth fell open into an ‘o’ shape as the tension snapped, your pussy spasming around his cock as he fucked you through your orgasm.

He grunted, watching the way a creamy ring of white built around his base with each thrust into your soaked cunt. The gush of your orgasm had made a mess of both his and your thighs, only adding to the wet smack of his balls against your ass. Your face of pure bliss was burned into his brain, his heart racing as the sweet sound of your voice calling him daddy played on a loop in his head.

That set something alight in him, chest burning as he quickened his pace. Your body lurched, prompting him to loop his arm under your waist and hold you tighter.

“Takin’ Daddy’s cock so well,” he moaned, pressing sloppy kisses along your jaw. “Such a good girl. You’re doing so fucking good for me.”

Your nails dragged thin lines of red into his skin, making him gasp in pain and pleasure. He bent lower over you, holding you chest to chest with him as he fucked hard into you. Your moans were muffled against his shoulder, eyes rolling back as the now familiar feeling of your approaching orgasm washed over you. If you’d known better, you would’ve been able to tell he was close as well.

Tengen’s hips stuttered, his pace becoming sloppier as his own pleasure began to overwhelm him. You could feel his heartbeat against your chest, the rhythm as fast and erratic as your own. It was so intimate; he could feel every inch of your body and you could feel every inch of his own.

“I think I’m gonna cum again,” you whispered, letting your eyes slip closed in relief as he pummeled the head of his cock into your g-spot. “Tengen! Daddy! Shit!”

He gasped sharply, moaning wantonly at the way your walls squeezed around him. Fuck, you were close again. It was impressive, your resolve was quite outstanding to him. Your first time, yet you were able to come undone around him multiple times. It made something primal bubble up in his chest. He needed you. He needed to keep you around. You needed to be his.

“Cum for me, sweet girl. Let Daddy know how good he makes you feel,” he rasped, trying to keep in control.

You whined, shaking your head slightly. “Cum with me please. Wanna feel you fill me up. Please Daddy. Wanna be yours. Make me yours,” you plead, tears streaking your cheeks and dampening his already sweaty skin.

That sent him over the edge, his thrusts speeding up as he chased his release. You came first, back arching and eyes rolled back as you unraveled in his arms. Your shattered sobs and his greedy moans filled the air with a symphony of ecstasy. Tengen came with a low groan, hips pressed flush against yours as he flooded your womb with his hot, sticky cum. Your cunt milked him for everything he was worth, sucking him in and creaming prettily around him.

The two of you clung to each other as you came down from your highs, hands desperately holding anything they could reach. You caught your breath slowly, heart still pounding as you opened your eyes to look up at him. His cheeks were pink and his pupils were still blown. He loosened his grip for a moment, reaching up to brush the tears from your cheeks. His fingers traced along your jaw, cradling your face as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“You did so well,” he murmured, slowly sitting up and pulling you with him.

Your legs stayed draped over his hips, bodies flush against each other as he rubbed soothing circles against your back. You were exhausted, but you wouldn’t have changed any moment of the past few hours.

“Thank you,” you said, resting your head in the crook of his neck.

Tengen smiled softly and kissed the top of your head gently. “I’ll take you with me to my estate. You can meet my wives.”

Nodding at his words, you shifted to glance up at him. “That sounds pleasant,” you hummed, returning the smile.

“Oh it will be. They’ll want to have their turn with you too.”

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gummie-s · 2 years

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𖤐Mr. Suneater.

ORDER #5 -- daddy kink, age gap, boss x employee, prohero!tamaki, creampie, size kink, established relationship, talk of alcohol, consensual sex, full nelson, terms like "princess" "young lady" are used.

WORD COUNT# -- 6.1k

HUNGRY FOR MORE? -- buffet entrance

you were probably the luckiest girl in japan.

you got to work under your favorite pro hero, Suneater. he has always been somebody you admired. you're still a fan of his, but maybe not as desperate of one, not like how you were back in highschool. in your teenage years you would go through the effort to look up clips of him after or in between classes, you'd scavenge for his few interviews he'd reluctantly agreed to do, and of course you tried to get your hands on the small amount of merch he had. you had years worth of hero work to go through.

he was thirty-three when you graduated school at eighteen.

you were twenty-one when you applied for a job as his secretary after the opening of his first agency. Mr. Suneater was thirty-six.

he wasn't aware you were a die hard fan of his, and you'd left that . . . obsessive attitude behind in highschool. you didn't bring it up to him either, feeling that it was too embarrassing for the pro to know about your little celebrity crush you had on him. you were more mature now, and you really did want to help people with this job.

that didn't stop the huge rush of adrenaline and excitement that had you squealing in victory when you received the email that you'd secured the job as his personal secretary. you got to move your stuff into your desk that was right down the hall of Mr. Suneaters office where he completed paperwork and general work he couldn't do out on the streets. running an agency was a big job, and you were determined to help.

you got to see him everyday.

you saw him every morning for the next year, bright and early, when it was just you and him getting ready for the day before other members of the agency arrived. you got to watch him wake up, his wise eyes half lidded and sleepy, his wild dark hair unmade and long where it bobbed around his jaw. you got to bid him goodnight when you both locked up, and you got to hopelessly look forward to the way he would look down at you to tell you that you did a good job that day.

hell, he had you on speed dial so that you could properly keep him up to date with his schedule, he was anxious about that kinda stuff. you were quite literally getting phone calls from Suneater.

Suneater had done a lot of growing since UA, physically and emotionally. sure, he was still on the introverted side, his anxiety remained a very present thing in his day to day life. but he had gained the confidence to start his own agency which was something you were proud of him for.

he was resilient, reliable, and strong. mentally and physically, as he had increased challenging his body and training after he had mastered his quirk.

in short, you could say you appreciated it. he was taller now, and because you were in charge of his larger appointments, including physical check ups from doctors, you knew he was roughly six-foot-one. he'd hit a growth spurt after highschool, and Suneater had told you himself in a dejected mumble that he wished he was still small enough to easily hide behind his close friend Lemillion, who was a beast.

in your first year of work under him he used to strictly refer to you as "miss" and "young lady". it was funny, because it made him sound like an old man. you'd giggle afterwards everytime and his ears would droop, unsure of what you were laughing at.

"you can just call me by name, y'know." you informed him one day, slipping some important papers into a yellow manila folder.

Suneater hovered by your desk, his shoulders stiffening up. "if you're sure, then alright. i'll try and remember that." hesitantly he added your last name to the end of his sentence.

you smiled warmly. "there you go."

Suneater breathed your name again, as if he was trying to make it stick. "got it." he nodded, and off he went to his office.

goosebumps had spread out across your skin, the chills remaining even after the couple minutes you sat alone in his absence. a giddy thrill coursed through your veins, and that thrill followed you everyday you worked with him.

it was late march, his thirty-seventh birthday had come and went on the fourth. of course you had given him a little something. a small vanilla cupcake, his favorite. it wouldn't help him save people and it wouldn't take up much room in his stomach, he had a big appetite nowadays. yet, Suneater didn't seem to think about these things. he ate it in three bites and nodded his thanks, giving you a thumbs up instead of a proper thank you. you didn't mind, you were aware he wasn't a huge fan of his birthday.

"'s good." he told you, his little smile showing off the crows feet by his eyes.

"i'm glad." you murmured, watching him lick creamy frosting off his fingers.

you waited for a week or two after his birthday before you came to terms with your budding feelings. you made the decision to take a leap of faith.

you planned to ask him out to a small pub that you knew was open late after work, it was a normal thing to do as coworkers. you were a big part of his job, so why not spend a little extra time together? you still had a strong interest in him, especially now that you actually knew him, and not just of things that you've read online. these shallow little feelings had grown into something more permanent, a genuine affection and desire that you wanted to explore.

"hey, do you wanna go out for drinks tonight?" you stopped by his door, pulling your pencil skirt down your thighs.

Suneater looked up at you, reading glasses resting on the tip of his nose. he was quick to yank them off, "um." he glanced at the time, just about everyone had gone home already.

you were tired from the day, even though crime was slow at the moment. your hair was unkempt and your blouse collar was unbuttoned, your makeup not as perfect as it had been that morning. you had a new winter coat over your shoulders, and you watched him take notice of it and catch the hint that it was time to close up shop for the night.

"it's . . . a little late, yeah?" Suneater sifted through paperwork, standing up and getting himself ready to go.

you chuckled, walking up to his desk and sitting on the corner with your leg crossed over the other. "oh, i guess it is."

Suneater looked at you with a hesitant downturn of his lips. "i don't drink."

your brows arched, expressing your surprise. you simply wanted to relax and hang out with him, and you just assumed that for men at his age that meant alcohol.

"really?" you asked, kicking your feet.

"uh, yep. sober since i was twenty-four," he paused to calculate. "so that's thirteen years." he finished cleaning up his work area and snatched up his coat.

you followed him out of his office, watching him lock it. together you walked down the hall, bags and comfortable silence in tow. you broke it with a small hum. "any particular reason?"

"that i'm sober?" he looked down at you to double check.

you nodded, helping him turn off all the lights.

"well, i don't like alcohol. and i'm usually the designated driver." he explained, his reasoning extraordinarily simple. "i'm a bit of a lightweight, and i just don't like getting drunk."

"oh." you fiddled with your zipper, the air cold and whipping against your legs when Suneater opened the door for you. "i guess i never really noticed." there have been plenty of opportunities for you to be around him while alcohol was at the table, he had many events to attend nowadays. but it made sense for a hero to avoid substances that could stunt their efficiency and quality of work.

he cleared his throat, "why don't you go with someone else? i think some people went out earlier tonight when they got off their shift." he held a large jingling keyring, his fingers shuffled through them to use the right one to lock the main doors.

shame clogged up your throat, an embarrassed heat crawling to your cheeks that valiantly fought off the chill of the night. "yeah, they did." Suneater looked at you curiously over his shoulder, your nervous tone unusual. you've grown to be pretty comfortable talking to him in your time of working under him, and he was the same with you.

an awkward silence floated across the frigid breeze.

he looked so handsome in the darkness, the light from the street casting a dim pretty glow across his tanned skin. his long hair fluttered when he shivered and shook his head, his dark eyes squeezing shut and then immediately popping open to look at you curiously.

"maybe we can try lunch instead? coffee?" you offered and immediately regretted it, you sounded so needy. too obvious, too obvious!

"oh, um. maybe." Suneater replied weakly.

your heart sank, he didn't sound interested in the slightest. you stared at each other for a little longer.

"did . . ." Suneater trailed off before he could really formulate his sentence. he took a breath, "so you wanted to go with me in particular?"

that warmth in your cheeks rapidly spread out along your chest and back, "i asked you! so, yeah."

Suneater rolled his wide shoulders and started in the direction of the train station. he always walked you there. he started doing it once he realized how late you had to stay with him after work. it never failed to make you feel all fuzzy inside to know he cared personally about your safety, but now all you felt was dread knowing that he was probably going to reject you by how this walk was playing out.

"i know, but drinks this late? i guess i was just wondering if-- if you wanted to go with me, and only me." his voice was soft and low, rasping on the way out of his dusky pink lips. "and lunch?"

you laughed nervously, wrapping your coat around you more firmly in an attempt to keep the cold from reaching you. your legs were covered in chills, the air creeping over your skin and making it impossible to stop shivering. the nerves made it hard too.

"yeah, what do you . . . think i mean by that?" you tried to stall for as long as possible, your head was racing with thoughts and screaming concerns.

mostly ones that ran along the lines of 'i'm so fired.'

"i'm sorry if i'm wrong, this is super unprofessional," Suneater anxiously muttered, "but i think you're trying to ask me out. like on a date." his voice quivered on the last word.

"you caught me . . !" you tried to joke, "good job, Suneater."

"wow." he gasped softly.

you didn't give him another chance to speak, word vomit spilling out of you.

"i'm sorry, i'm the unprofessional one here, you're my boss, i just put you in a really bad position." you rushed to take the blame for the awkwardness, voice rising and eyes burning with humiliated tears. what were you expecting, really? just because you were close with him didn't mean that anything more was going to come out of it. you should have just kept your mouth shut.

Suneater's pace was slow, his legs were longer than yours so you knew it was on purpose so you could keep up with him. he glanced at you and shook his head, "no, no, you're okay. the thing is . . ." his chin dimpled and he had an awkward quirk of his lips, "i want to say yes, it's just that-- well, i dunno. you're really young."

your body was on fire, a funny sound popped out of you, "what? that's it?"

"yeah. i don't think you really want me that way, I'm just-- how old are you again?" he looked down at you, his hands shoved deep in his pockets.

"twenty-two."

"god, twenty-two." he sighed.

"is that so bad?" you asked softly, sniffling and subtly pulling yourself back together.

"i'm pushing forty," he told you. " we have a fifteen year age gap, it's a little bad." Suneater's eyes went skyward, as if he could peek at the top of his head, "i mean, i found another grey hair this morning."

"and your hair looks great! i like it." you giggled in a breathy tone while you shrugged unhelpfully. he said he wanted to take you up on your offer, and that's all you were really thinking about. there was hope.

"you're a nice young lady, i'm sure there are tons of young men out there that would love to have your company."

ignoring him, you just asked the burning question. "Suneater, do you want me?." being straight forward was the best option, so you went the extra mile and hooked your hand on the crook of his elbow. however after establishing that physical contact you began staring at his coat, suddenly you found it very interesting.

he choked, whipping his head away so he wouldn't have to look at you, "how are you so confident? when i was your age i could barely . . ." he trailed off, sighing again. the tips of his ears were a brilliant red, even in the dim lighting you could see it. "i do. i never thought you'd ask me, i just . . . you're out of my league." he murmured, peeking at you through his unruly long hair that you couldn't remember the last time he'd cut.

you jolted, grip tightening on him as a huge rush of excitement swarmed and overrode the negative feelings you've been fighting with for the entire conversation.

"wait, i'm out of your league?"

"yeah."

briefly you stared up at the fine piece of man standing before you. sure he was older, but that's kind of what made him more attractive.

you shook your head. "you're wrong, and I'm too tired to explain why because it's common sense."

"okay . . ."

"but, you do? you really like me?" you got up on your tippy toes, a smile growing on your lips.

"i have for a little while, yes." he placed a large, shaky hand on top of yours, keeping your own hand in place where it curled around his arm. you shivered, he was so much warmer than you, even in the cold. Suneater's confession had your body temperature rising too, you never wanted this warmth to end.

"then i don't see any problem! we both like each other so why not . . ? give it a shot?" you asked, a little nervous to see the train station coming into view, you'd have to go soon and you don't think you'd survive the night not knowing his answer.

a small smile graced his face, his eyes sparkling, "if you're really sure," he said. his brows were wrinkled, obviously still nervous that you would for whatever reason change your mind. "then, yeah i think so too."

he walked you to the train doors and gave your hand a squeeze before he let you go, and you waved at him through the window. he stayed behind to watch you leave, raising his hand in a lazy wave back, his expression sweet. you found a seat quickly due to the late hour and settled in for the ride home.

his confession continued to keep you warm for the entire trip, your cheeks sore from smiling.

the date went swimmingly, you first had to wait until he was available, and you of course handled the scheduling since you knew his so well. the first date was a lunch date and it was on a bright sunny day, unusual for the time of year. you wore your prettiest casual dress you had, while tamaki wore an old thick leather jacket you'd never seen him in before. it was cute, he paid for the meal and you finally got to spend some one on one time together.

at the end he told you that you made him feel young, and from anyone else it might have felt a little cheesy, but Suneater was so honest that it was just sweet.

the second and third date were just as nice, and work was the best it's ever been because Suneater would regularly spoil you with his handsome little smiles when he got back from patrols, rarely seen dimples popping at his cheeks. he hovered around you more, talked more and gave you so much more attention you now realized he had been holding back from giving you. you were obsessed with this new development.

maybe to anyone else it'd seem like an average amount of thoughtfulness, but with Suneater it was different, he was still introverted and very busy.

so, him going through the effort to get as much work done as possible so he could share lunch with you was charming. or the way he tried to buy you the treats you liked at the vending machines was kind, and the fact he stored them in his hero costume pouches while he was out on the streets just so he could give them to you and watch you smile was incredibly sweet.

he asked you formally to be his girlfriend on the fourth date. you gawked and asked, "i'm just now becoming your girlfriend? i thought we figured this out already!" and Suneater quickly tried to backtrack and apologize until you started laughing. you of course said yes.

by the fifth date you finally started kissing. this was when you realized Suneater was more of a taking it slow kind of guy.

even his kisses were slow, not like it was a bad thing. you quite liked it, the slow drag of his lips against yours, his breaths deep and steady when they brushed across your skin was better than you could have imagined. the heavy weight of his hands on your waist, and the way his thumbs stroked at your ribs was nice, the skin on his hands there now thickened and tough from years of hero work. he was so big, easily tucking you into his body and hiding your kisses from the world with his wide frame. he was a little soft around his middle, probably from how much eating he had to do for his quirk and you liked that too.

on the sixth date, a dinner you had prepared at your apartment, you finally called him by name. Tamaki.

"i can't believe i haven't noticed that this whole time you've been calling me by my hero name." he grumbled, eyes cast to the floor.

"i'm sorry, i'm just so used to calling you that, even in my head! especially at work." you rubbed his arm soothingly as you cuddled into his side, the two of you sinking into your couch. you were amused by his dramatics and the fact that he still hadn't grown out of it.

"it's okay. i don't mind, but i just-- i like it when you say my name, my real name." he confessed, flustered as if it was something obscene.

"i get it, Tamaki. i like it too."

Tamaki's aged eyes softened as he looked at you adoringly. he leaned down and kissed you on the cheek, his hand cupping the side of your neck and absolutely covering it. heat bursted beneath the surface of your face and you smiled with a small chuckle.

you expected a single kiss but he didn't stop there, Tamaki kept kissing you. his lips trailed across your cheek, he briefly paused to kiss at your jaw, and then his mouth went down to your neck. your eyes went wide for a second, expecting something uncharacteristically dirty to come out of your current predicament.

you waited, eyes fluttering shut in anticipation. in the end, it was for nothing, because after a chaste press of his lips against your pulse, Tamaki pulled away.

"what was that?" you opened your eyes, his hand still on the side of your neck, your blood racing beneath his palm.

"a kiss?" he tilted his head.

"you've never done that before,"

"i've kissed you!"

"no-- you haven't on my neck! i thought you were gonna . . . leave a hickey or something." you shyly flapped your hand at him in an embarrassed manner. hickey's was highschool level stuff, it was immature even. someone could see them later, of course Tamaki wouldn't leave one of those.

"oh." he stared at you hard, the narrow slant of his eyes somehow narrower. "is that what you want?" he asked softly.

you squirm closer to him, glued to his side, "maybe." you tossed your earlier reasoning out the window.

"okay." Tamaki laid you down on the couch, quick to attack your neck once more with sharp teeth and supple lips. just like that, you and Tamaki shared your first time together.

you went to work wearing a turtleneck the next day, eternally grateful for the cold weather to use as an excuse to hide the bruises that decorated your neck. Tamaki's costume did a good job covering up his own bruised skin too.

"what? that can't be right."

"yep! most of our interns have been going steady and keeping stuff in check, and i got you a couple extra days off." you clicked through your computer, glancing up at him briefly with a grin. it was unusual for pros to take time off, their jobs weren't the kind where they could just spend a weekend sleeping in, especially if they have their own agency to run. yet you were determined to make it work for your boyfriend.

Tamaki leaned over you, his hand holding onto your chair as he squinted at your screen. "what about you?" he asked.

"me?"

"are you getting extra days off too?" he switched from holding onto the chair to resting his hand on your shoulder.

"oh . . . no, why? i thought you'd want the time to rest and be by yourself. don't you wanna go home?" you were trying to do something nice, he's been working hard lately when he really didn't have to. things were good, yet he was still busting his ass like he had to do everything he could to be better-- which wasn't bad! but sometimes Tamaki didn't realize when he could rest, he stressed so much over the little things.

Tamaki frowned, "yeah, but if i have days off i wanna spend them with you, at least one." he explained honestly.

your insides fluttered, "ohhh, would you miss me too much?" you teased, placing your hand over his where it was squeezing your shoulder.

Tamaki frowned harder, chin dimpling up. "yes."

"okay, you old geezer, i'll see what i can do for you."

you swiped at your computer for a couple more seconds, ready for him to walk off and continue with the day.

Tamaki added his second hand to your shoulders to tenderly rub and massage your sore muscles with his strong hands. your receptive body melted into a moldable clay beneath his palms, head lolling to the side, temple pillowed on his flexing forearm.

you looked up at him curiously.

"it's almost our five month anniversary." his voice was soft when he said it, a gentle reminder. five months of being the luckiest girl practically ever.

"oh." how could you forget? your literal job was keeping up with scheduling and important dates slash information and yet this very important milestone had slipped your mind.

you smiled up at him warmly, "oh, okay, i'll try to get the same days then. i mean, what's the point of having Suneater's secretary around if there's no Suneater?"

it took you and Tamaki no time to begin celebrating your anniversary.

Tamaki's large hands groped the soft fat of your ass, his spine bowed so he could kiss at your neck, hot mouth sucking at the tender flesh. you cupped the side of his face where a pale scar resided on his cheek bone and softly tanned skin, your free arm thrown over his shoulder. he tugged your hips closer to him as he sat on the edge of the bed, coaxing you into his lap. you spread your legs over his strong, thick thighs, balancing on top of him and moaning softly when his wide, hot palms stroked up and down your waist, taking the path up your body to palm at your clothed tits.

"so pretty," he murmured, his voice husky against the sensitive shell of your ear. your pussy pulsed, your mouth open to thank him but no sound came out.

Tamaki didn't waste time stripping you, quick fingers unbuttoning your blouse and shucking it off of you. he shoved his hands under the cups of your bra, squeezing carefully at your breasts while your lips parted against his. you desperately yanked at his skintight undersuit, plucking at the collar against his neck, trying to peel it down.

Tamaki chuckled breathily at your attempts to get him naked, "how you doin', there?"

you huffed, "just wanna feel you." small hands found the bare patch of skin between his shoulder blades, and you snuck your fingertips beneath the hem.

"don't worry, honey." Tamaki calmly reached back to unlatch his suit from around his neck, the thick material coming loose.

"Daddy will help you."

you twitched at the name. you pulled his suit down his chest and let your hands feel over his muscles and the single raised scar that went across his shoulder and a corner of his pectoral. Tamaki pulled your skirt down your legs and unclipped your bra to toss aside for good. it was a bit of work to get his suit completely off but you took the time anyway, you wanted to feel all of him, every inch of his skin you could get your hands or mouth on.

you tried to climb back in his lap but he held his hand up and made you turn around before sitting on him.

"do you want me to ride you, Daddy?" you asked softly, leaning back into his chest, your ass grinding onto his dick.

"mm, no." Tamaki held you by your waist, cupping your hip with one hand while his other slipped between the warmth of your thighs. calloused, thick fingers lightly rubbed in tiny circles over your clit, he did this briefly before rubbing at your slit entirely. you moaned under your breath, spreading your legs and allowing his body to support your weight as he pleased you.

he ran his fingers through your puffy lips, slipping his digits over your entrance over and over, the tips of his fingers just barely dipping inside to then spread your slick all over your clit. you arched your hips and reached down to spread your pussy lips open, "inside now, please." you requested sweetly.

of course your boyfriend obliged, his breath hot on your neck when he gave a little laugh at your eagerness. "come again?"

you didn't hesitate, "please, Daddy, want your fingers." you whined, attempting to spread yourself further hoping it would entice him.

"good girl." he spat on his fingers and guided them down to your drooly cunt, pushing two digits inside without any other preamble. he stretched you efficiently, obsessively rubbing and circling your clit before plunging his fingers back into your tight pussy, his fingers large and intruding compared to your own. you were reduced to putty. that bliss didn't last forever as your pussy grew hungry for more, and your nails clawed at his scarred forearms, urging him to fuck you faster with his hand.

"do you want more of this or do you want me to fuck you?" he asked you thoughtfully after you started to tighten and flick your hips into his palm. you felt his hard dick twitch behind you and it pulled a needy whimper from your throat.

"want Daddy's cock . . ." you said simply, already too impatient to sit through him leisurely fingering you any longer. you didn't want him to get too into the foreplay, when he did it always led to him making you cum over and over before he'd even get the chance to push his fat cock inside you like you wanted. for once you just wanted it fast, you wanted to be used by him.

"if that's what you want." Tamaki grabbed the backs of your knees, lifting you up. "arms around my neck." you immediately gripped the back of his head, fingers tangling in his long hair as you were lifted up, up, up, his chest and arms supporting your entire body weight.

"spread your princess parts for me." he told you after he held you properly, his strong arms steady and his voice equally as controlled.

you rushed to obey, fingers shooting down to messily part your sticky pussy lips. you reached with your other hand to lift his heavy cock up and guided the thick head to rest against your fluttering hole, right where it was supposed to be.

he shifted, his arms slipping farther until your knees were hooked over his elbows and your legs were lifted high, bending you into a compact shape that Tamaki could use. his hands settled at the back of your head, forcing you to look down at where the swollen, red tip of his dick burbled precum against your beating clit, the opaque white smearing across your pearl.

you whimpered, eyes blinking blearily as his low voice told you to relax. you were vulnerable, legs held open and entire body at his disposal. your pussy was so wet and dripping, you groaned in absolute satisfaction when he dropped you down and raised his hips up to stuff his big cock inside. his thick length was sucked right in with ease, your greedy little cunt taking him hungrily. the joining of your bodies made a lewd squelching sound as your slick was displaced.

his dick filled you up, seated deep in your tummy and stimulating all the right places. his thick tip squished against your spongy g-spot, ripping a sharp whine from your chest. he directly fucked up into that gooey spot, making you shiver and curl your toes.

you cried out, "Daddy, oh my god, Daddy-- please, please . . ." his fingers flexed against the back of your head and his arms bulged beneath the hook of your legs.

"what are you asking for?"

"fuck me harder, please, Daddy . . !"

Tamaki did as you asked, not speeding up but strengthening the force of his thrusts, punctuating each fluid movement with a low grunty groan.

"oh!" you gasped as your little pussy stretched and throbbed around the girth of his cock, shock and overwhelming arousal swirling in your belly as you were used like a toy, held firm in his grip. your sole, simple expectation, was to stay still and clamp down when told and milk his dick like a good girl.

"faster!" you whined.

he pumped his hips, pushing his cock in 'n dragging it out of your young body in deep steady strokes. your ass clapped against his thighs, making the fatty flesh of his legs jiggle and your ass ache with each slap as his pace grew more punishing.

He bounced you up and down on his dick, and to your delight his balls started to slap your wet pussy with every roll upwards of his pelvis and your clit throbbed.

"rub my clit, Daddy," you begged, moaning as he bottomed out inside you once more.

"my hands are kinda full, you can do it yourself, young lady." his breath was labored, voice still painfully sweet and soft.

you groaned and reached around his arms, your fingers pulling your ass cheeks apart as he fucked up into you, the bed squeaking with his rhythm. you managed to get your quivery fingers on your sensitive clit, rubbing and pressing as his dick fucked you deep, his hips going steady. he went fast and hard, just how you had wanted, his arms lifting you up and down to fuck you on his dick like a pocket pussy.

your sounds rose in volume, his fingers tightened on the back of your head and you were dizzy with pleasure, mouth hanging open as your fingertips grazed where he plunged into your sloppy cunt.

"'re you rubbin' yourself for me?" Tamaki asked, his hips not slowing despite his soft tone.

"mm, yes, Daddy," you circled your clit with your fingers, ankles bouncing up down above your shoulders with every thrust that you could feel all the way in the back of your throat. your tits jolted and bounced, knees pinning the precious fatty mounds to your ribs.

"uh-uhhh! uh! Daddy!"

"yeah? yeah, princess?"

you relished the feeling of being surrounded by him, his dick deep in your drippy cunny and knocking at your womb. his arms decorated with thick muscle on either side of you, his soft thighs under you and his little groans in your ear where his big hands held onto the sides of your head, thumbs at the soft spot of your nape.

"you like Daddy's cock?" he whispered, "does it feel good, baby girl?"

"love Daddy's cock! i love it, i love it," you whined, pussy squelching and stretched to its limits on his length.

from this position he could fuck you so deep, his heavy dick rubbing against the squishy ribs of your walls, stimulating all your special spots that made you cry like a whore. he fucked you so good you were seeing stars, your pussy twitching harshly around him and clamping down, making it hard for Tamaki to tug you off his cock on the upstroke. you didn't care, you just wanted him inside as deep as possi--

your pussy was soon empty the next time your little cunt clenched, spitting him out and he continued to thrust, his dick sliding up against your clit for a brief moment. you gasped unhappily, your fingers still pulling your pussy open for him. Tamaki grunted, his breath hot on the back of your neck, "oh, you squeezed me out." he stated, sounding a little embarrassed.

you laughed as Tamaki kissed your shoulders. "sorry . . !" you scrambled for his dick, guiding him back to your hole until the red tip popped inside. "ah . . ." you sighed in relief. Tamaki made a similarly placed groan as he dropped you back down onto his cock. he kept up that pace for a bit until you demanded something different.

Tamaki released one of your legs while shallowly humping into you. he released the back of your head and instead leaned back, your weight resting on top of him with one of your legs held in his hand, the other he used to rub at your pussy like how you had wanted before.

"thought your hands were full?" you moaned.

Tamaki grunted, "just lemme work."

"yes, Mr. Suneater." you chirped as he twirled circles on your clit, your hips jittering and your legs automatically trying to close as your pleasure overwhelmed you. Tamaki forced your legs open, wrapping his thick leg over your free one and gripping the back of your knee more firmly with the hand that wasn't rubbing at your bud.

you were already close before, it didn't take long for his touch to work you back up to your precipice once again.

"g'na cum," you warned when his big cock squished at your g-spot and his warm fingers swiped at your cunt just right. "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, please, 'm gonna cum," you squeaked, "Tamaki!" you gasped as he rolled his hips up, up, up, over and over inside, all until your orgasm washed over you. your body quivered atop his, your mouth dropping open as thousands of little sparks went off in your lower belly and twitching pussy that was just so full.

"Tamaki . . ." you sobbed weakly.

he didn't grant you a response, instead groaning low when your snug pussy hugged him just right, orgasming muscles fluttering around his dick in a way that pushed him right over the edge. his fingers stalled on your clit and his entire body shook making you shake in turn.

"'m gonna cum, hun." thick white ribbons shot inside you, and you curled your toes with a big grin at the feeling of him warming you up from the inside out.

Tamaki moaned softly and slowly pulled you off his dick, your pussy making a wet sound once it was emptied. his cum began to seep out, dripping over his lap. he released you, gently setting you down between his legs so he could hold you from behind. you hummed happily, turning your head so you could kiss his panting lips.

"you were amazing," he whispered to you earnestly, strong arms holding you close, his body encasing yours lovingly. "happy five months."

"you too." you sighed contentedly before reaching up to cradle his red complexion. you thumbed at a smile line in his cheek before kissing him again, thumb tracing the groove his face made as another dashing grin took over.

you really are the luckiest girl in japan.

#tamaki.a📬#Suneaters🍽Buffet #bnha smut #tamaki smut #tamaki amajiki smut #mha smut #tamaki amajiki #bnha x reader #tamaki x reader #tamaki amajiki x reader #cw.daddy kink #cw.age gap

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honeymaki · 2 years

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M thinking of a big big daddy🥺 who sits you in their lap nd plays with your sweet slippery clit with their big big fingers till your creaming and shuddering in their arms, makin’ a mess all over their shiny dress pants:(( their lips pressed to your temple cooing at you,

“S’my good girl, gotta get you ready don’t I? Gotta get you soft nd easy to fuck don’t I pretty baby?” All sweet and condescending cause you’re tearing up at the swell at their crotch nd pawing at their big big broad chest:(( daddy please, want it so bad daddy, want your cock:(( nd they bully their way in there, s’too big, way too big with a fat mushroom tip nd slippery bulging veins that you can feel catching on your puffy folds. Big rough hands squeezing the fat of your hips, lifting you up nd down, up nd down all shallow cause s’such a tight fit:(( all fat nd thick; creamy rings gathering up nd down as you whimper nd claw at the back of their neck, trusting them to take your weight nd sit you pretty on their cock, so big nd so heavy in your tummy💕

“There we go, there’s a good girl, s’my pretty pretty baby all stuffed full of daddy’s cock hm? Feel it deep? Taking it so well for me, always take my cock so well - taught you so well, shaped your pretty princess cunt to fit my cock didn’t I? S’all mine, all mine,” nd they press their big big fingers back to your clit nd makes you shake nd shudder nd gush nd squeal on their big mean cock🥺

#i made this gender neutral #but I’m thinking heavily of d-daddy e-erwin:((#sobs I wan him:((#wan him to take care of me nd make me cry on his big cock:((#cw.daddy kink #cw.size kink #🍡.wlw #🍡.het #🍡.nsfw #aot smut #snk smut #kny smut #bnha smut #haikyuu smut #mha smut

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p-antomime · 2 years

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Kiki ! I know I’m already back with a request and I’m sorry, please ignore this if you want, but I just thought about something and I can’t get over it so I have to share it with you and maybe you can turn it into a story ?

Y/N work as a new waitress in Taiju’s restaurant but he’s so mean to her to the point she think he does’t like her but in fact that’s the only way Tai found not to fuck his own employee because he wants to rail her so much he has to make her go away everytime she’s too close. And then one day he hear her telling one of her co-worker that he’s so bossy he almost looks like a dad… he takes it too seriously and she ends up pinned against the aquarium moaning for daddy to slow down

That’s it *fly away*

ill tell EVERYONE that taiju stans held me captive to write this! 🙄

no, but seriously... ahnnnn this is the first time i've ever written anything with him, apart from the time i made everyone on dash watch twitter porn that reminded me of taiju, so, i was kinda excited to post this soon because big boi = big dick idc taiju can make me choke on his dick until my jaw distends

so I hope you like everything! and here we go ofc kisses and kisses 4 you ma bby

#taiju smut #taiju shiba smut #taiju shiba x reader #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo rev smut #cw.daddy kink #ᨦ⠀for⠀. .⠀reqs !

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tetsurousharlot · 2 years

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For @kenzumekodma's AUdvent Collab, for which it is very late and I am very sorry it is.

Pairing: Firefighter!Iwaizumi Hajime x female reader

Word count: 1,112

Warnings: female reader (no pronouns used, but reader is called good girl and princess and Iwa is referred to as reader's husband), daddy kink, breeding kink, lactation kink if you squint, praise, mentions of ovulation, mentions of pregnancy, porn with plot if you squint, public sex, unprotected sex, creampie, no prep, light praise, no beta reader, all characters are 18+. MUST BE 18 OR OLDER TO INTERACT (i.e. like, comment, reblog, follow). I BLOCK AGELESS BLOGS AND MINORS 17 AND UNDER.

Closing your car door, you smile up at the firehouse, excited to surprise your husband. You run your hand over your light blue sundress as you walk through the doors, eyes greeted with the familiar glaring yellow of heat resistant suits and black helmets. . . or they would be if the hooks weren’t empty. Your fingers running along the stone walls as you take the familiar route to Iwaizumi’s office. Seeing his back facing away from you through the clear walls, a smirk forms on your face as you quietly open the door and sneak up behind him, putting your hands over his eyes.

“Guess who?”

You feel his eyes crinkle and the muscles on his face move under your hands as his deep voice rings out, “and what are you doing here, love?”

“I can’t surprise my husband at work?” You drop your hands from his eyes and pout.

Turning around to face you, he places his hands on your shoulders before cupping your cheeks, “of course you can. I love when you surprise me at work.” He pecks your lips quickly, rubbing his thumbs over your cheeks. “Just wasn’t expecting to see my amazing, loving wife here today.”

“What can I say? I miss my big, strong, hardworking, firefighter husband,” you respond as you grip his muscular arms, unconsciously rubbing your thighs together.

“I think you have some ulterior motives, love,” he wraps his arms around your waist, smirk on his face. “I see the way you’re rubbing your thighs together. My good girl miss daddy’s cock?”

“I always miss daddy’s cock,” you bite your lip before reaching to kiss his lips. “Are we alone?”

He groans as he feels his cock harden before he turns you around and presses you between his body and his desk, “yeah, the guys are about a block away, doing some drills. I stayed behind to do some paperwork.”

Arching your back, you rub your ass against his hardened cock and bring your hand to grab at the hair by the nape of his neck, “ah, so that’s why most of the uniforms are gone.”

His lips attach to your neck, sucking harshly as he grinds his hips against yours, “do you really want to talk about my coworkers right now, love?”

Angling your neck to give him more room, you let out a quiet whine, “not at all. In fact, I was hoping we wouldn’t need to talk at all.”

“Works for me, love,” he sucks harsher on your neck, marking you as his. “This is gonna have to be quick, you know? The guys could be back at any second. No time to prep you.”

“That’s fine. Just need you in me.”

His pants constrict further at your words, “fuck! That’s my good girl, always ready for daddy’s cock.”

His body heat leaves yours as the click of a belt reaches your ears before he roughly pulls white lace down to your knees and spreads your legs, pressing his body against yours and lining his leaking cock up with your folds. A groan falls from his lips as he sinks into you, his hips flush against yours. He gives you a moment to adjust before pulling out and slamming back in, ripping moans from both of you.

The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room as you push your hips back against his, meeting his thrusts and bringing your hand up to grip his hair, “Fuck, daddy, so deep. Breed me.”

His lips graze your ear as he groans out, “Want me to fill your tight cunt with my cum? Maybe fuck it back into you? Make you a mommy so you can be round and full with my baby?” His hands cup and knead your breasts as he rocks into you, tip kissing your cervix and veins rubbing against your walls making you moan out loudly. “Make these round and full with milk for my baby?”

Arching your back, you press your breasts into his hands as your stomach starts to tighten, “Well, I am ovulating right now.”

His thrusts stop, hips pressed flush against yours as his hand cups your cheek, turning your head towards his, “Say that again.”

“I’m ovulating. Want to see if today is the day you start a family with me?”

His lips claim yours before resting his forehead against yours, “You’re not leaving here until you’re good and pregnant, love.”

You open your mouth to respond but he pulls back and slams into you harder, ripping the words from your mouth as the only thing escaping it is your moans mixed with his name. His hand snakes its’ way to your clit, rubbing harsh circles until you coat his cock in your juices. You fall against the desk, hands holding yourself up as he thrusts harder, using you for his pleasure until he cums with a roar, painting your walls white.

Slumping against your back, he pants in your ear, “This was the best surprise ever. I love you so much, princess.”

Loud shouts come from down the hall, Iwaizumi sighing as he pulls out and tucks his cock back into his pants before grabbing your panties up your legs and snapping them back into place with a light slap to your ass. He pulls your dress down and turns you around to give you a quick kiss, “Get home safe. I’ll see you tonight and we can continue this.”

You return the kiss, hand on his chest, before patting his cheek and leaving his office, making your way to your car and heading home.

THREE WEEKS LATER

Keys jingle in the door and you wipe your hands on the towel on the counter, dinner simmering on the stove. Grabbing the item you left on the table, you jump into Iwaizumi’s arms kissing him deeply, as he catches you, arms wrapped tightly around your waist.

“Well, hi, love. This is quite the greeting.”

Smiling brightly, you kiss him again, “How was work?”

“It was fine. What’s got you so excited?”

Smile still on your face, you hand him the item as answer. Taking it from you, he looks at it confused before his head snaps up to yours, “You mean. . .”

Nodding your head excitedly, you smile even bigger if that’s even possible, “We’re gonna be parents, Hajime!”

Cupping your cheeks, he peppers kisses all over your face before dropping to his knees and pressing a kiss to your stomach, “Daddy loves you so much.”

You smile softly at him as you run your hand through his spikey, brown hair, ecstatic to finally be starting the next chapter of your lives.

reblogs appreciated, especially with comments! 💕

general tag list: @chibishae34 @patchworkpuzzle

#iwaizumi smut #iwaizumi x reader smut #iwaizumi hajime smut #iwaizumi hajime x reader smut #haikyuu smut #haikyuu!! smut #hq smut #🦇.feast from the seven headed beast #🦇.beast hajime #cw.daddy kink #cw.breeding #cw.lactation kink #🎄.audvent collab

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smallestapplin · 1 year

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May I request Yandere Alpha!rika

Omega afab( female nicknames appreciated 😫😫)

She has trained you so nicely~

occasional disobedience

but other than that you're getting used to her scent and becoming more and more addicted.

Now it's time to fully mark you as hers~

Bonus points if there's daddy kink

I’m blaming you, I’m blaming you, I’m blaming you-

CW : fem afab omega reader, YANDERE, Stockholm syndrome, heat/Rut cycles,hinted past noncon, daddy kink, Rika calls her strap her cock, one pussy smack

🔞18+Only!🔞

Dark content ahead!

Rika knows she picked such a good omega.

Your scent to her is irresistible! And you’re so cute, and kind, she just had to have you! Yet you weren’t wooed by her charm, or her courting gifts.

What was she suppose to do? Let you settle for someone who wasn’t good enough for you? She has gotten rid of so many people, just to have you!

You’re her pet! Her mate!…well, not yet at least.

You aren’t sure how long she’s had you caged here, in her room, surrounded by nothing but her scent.

Months? Years, maybe? She won’t let go of you, swearing you two were meant to be.

Yet she never marked you as her mate, never biting or licking your scent gland, she’d cover herself and her clothes in your scent, always wanting it on her, but never bit you.

“I want my sweet girl to beg for it.”

Is all she told you.

Even during your heats she refused to, she refused to even fuck you.

Only burying her face into your cunt, moaning and licking up your slick. Smacking your thighs as you try to squirm away.

“Hold still, I’m not done with you.”

You can smell how wet she is, and hear her fingering herself as she buries her tongue into your hole.

It was every heat she’d do this, no matter what you said. Only to coo so lovingly at you, letting you, and pampering you.

Never leaving your side while you were awake, only leaving to get you food while you slept. Showing you just how good of an alpha and a mate she is.

All your needs will be met, as long as she’s here.

Little by little you began longing for her, wanting her, missing her warmth next to you, missing her scent.

You’ll never know of the smirk she had, when she came home not smelling like you, and you broke down in tears.

Just as planned.

You got desperate for her.

She eventually let you roam around her house, cooing as you still picked her lap as your seat.

Purring while you run your fingers through her long, green locks.

Greeting her every night on your knees, waiting at the door.

“Welcome home!”

You make it hard to stay calm. But she holds herself back, just a little more and you’ll be her wife, her mate, her perfect fuck toy.

You’ve started liking her, accepting her as your wife.

Asking her to scent your clothes, blankets, and pillows, drowning yourself in her scent.

She only has to wait now. Not for long though, she knows your heat cycles by heart.

Rika can feel spit pooling in her mouth, at just the smell of you, she’s only at the front door and your scent is so heavy!

It’s her favorite.

She can feel her body heating up. You smell intoxicating! She’s swooning at the door. She glances at it, noticing the locks seem to have been tampered with.

Seems she needs to remind you of your place.

Rika is quick to strip, kicking her shoes off first, then her tie as she makes her way down the hallway.

Stopping just outside the bedroom door.

Your heats early, so she’ll excuse you not greeting her this time.

Your head shoots up from your nest, once you heard the door open. Rika bites her lip as she takes all of you in, unbuttoning her shirt as her eyes linger on your bare form.

“Rika! Please I- my heat-!”

She places a glove covered finger to your lips.

“Shh it’s okay, baby, I’m here, let daddy take good care of you.”

You open your mouth, sucking on the leather on her thumb. She growls, quickly taking the rest of her clothes off.

Letting you bite and take off the glove in your mouth, while doing the same to her other one.

Once those are off she moves away from you, towards the closet. You let out a whine, desperately wanting your alpha.

“Hey now, none of that! Lay back and keep your legs open, like a good girl.”

And you didn’t hesitate, laying back against the pillows with your legs wide open, showing off your leaking, twitching cunt.

“I hope you weren’t touching yourself while I was gone.”

You tremble at her words, more so when she slips the harness of her strap, on.

Watching her tighten the straps, before making her way back to you with a bottle of lube.

“No daddy! I couldn’t, it’s not the same, it’s not you.”

Rika coos, chuckling at how desperate you are. Looking at you, she can’t help but drool, your scent thick and heavy, your pretty pussy on display, just for her, leaking onto the sheets below.

Looking at her with such need, it’s everything she’s always wanted from you.

“Good girl, following orders like that. Let daddy spoil her princess.”

Rika hovers over you, her strap on in one hand as she rubs lube all over it, and her other hand sliding up your thigh.

She easily slides two fingers into your dripping hole, her thumb slowly rubbing circles on your clit.

“P-please! Oooh please daddy, I need- I need more!”

You yelp at the harsh slap she gives your cunt, before sliding her finger back in.

“Don’t be greedy, omega, you’ll take what I give you.”

“Yes daddy! M’sorry!” Your whine echoes in the bedroom, making her chuckle.

“Good whore.”

She smiles down at you, listening to your moans turn to shrieks, as she crooks her fingers, and finger fucking you.

Her palm slapping against your clit, with every quick movement of her fingers.

“Alphaaa!”

You whine so cutely. You roll your hips down, trying to match her pace, wanting more!

“Aw such a needy little omega I have.”

You arch your back, gripping the sheets below you.

“I’m gonna- oh! Daddy! Please let me cum! Please, I’ve been a good girl!”

Rika growls lowly, making your heat ridden self lean your head back, exposing your neck to your alpha. You bite back a whine, once her fingers stop.

You watch her pull her fingers from your drooling cunt, bringing them up to her face, and licking them clean.

You shake at the hums and moans she lets out, you watch with bated breath once she finishes cleaning your mess of her hands.

“Fuck, princess.”

You spread your legs further, at the sound of her so breathless.

“Taste so fucking good. All for me, right?”

Rika slots herself between your legs, resting the toy on top of your cunt, slowly grinding it against you, letting the tip catch your clit.

“Yes! Yes! Only for you! Only yours!”

He smirks, leaning down pressing her chest to yours. Your noses touch, her breath fanning over your face.

“Only mine, yeah? My filthy slut?”

“Yes! Your slut! Your toy! Please daddy just fuck me, mark me, make your mate!” Tears well up in your eyes.

The earthy scent of amber and driftwood waft through the air, getting stronger the longer she waits.

Rika can feel it, your heat, your taste, your begging, it’s all triggering her rut.

“Such a good girl for daddy.”

Her hands grab the backs of your knees, holding them up and open, as she slides the fat tip of the strap on into your awaiting fuck hole.

Your slick makes the toy slide in so easily. Tossing your head back, as you struggle to take all of it.

She finally bottoms out, the knot of the toy pressing flushed against your pussy lips.

Rika smiles warming down at you, leaning over, folding you in a mating press, just so she can kiss your addicting lips, her tongue licking up all your drool.

“You didn’t think I’d notice, would you?”

You make a confused hum sound, eyes barely focusing to look at her, before widening in fear, realizing what she meant.

The door.

“Such a naughty, filthy slut! Don’t worry dear, I’ll make sure you remember who’s omega you are.”

She pulls back, leaving just the tip in, and slamming it back into you. She gives you no time to adjust, just pounding into your perfect pussy.

You shriek, gripping her arms, feeling her piston into your cunt.

“Dirty girl, you are mine! Only mine! You’ll stay right here with me.”

Tears stream down your face, crying out at the brutal force of her pounding into your cunt.

“Daddy! Oh god- daddy! I’m- I’m sorry!”

You start squirming, the pleasure being too much. She doesn’t slow her hips, only putting all her weight into it.

The tip of the strap battering against your womb, with every rough thrust.

You jump, squealing as she slaps your thigh, your skin burning from the hit, only for it to be followed with another, and another.

Every time she pushed flushed with you, a smack was landed on your burning thigh.

“Fuck, you’re such pretty girl like this. All sobbing for my cock.”

The knot slamming against your creamy pussy, it’s too much!

Your chest bouncing with every slap of her hips. Your mouth hangs open, letting out all your moans and squeals.

“F-fuck, Rika!” Your arms wrap around her shoulders, clawing at her back.

“I’m gonna cum! Please daddy let me cum! T’much! I can’t- please! Mark me! Markmemarkmemarkeme-!”

Fuck, she can feel her cunt dripping, you’re just so irresistible! She can’t hold out, she needs you!

“Be a good little bitch, and cum all over my cock.”

You cry, wanting her to mark you as her mate, but she’s relentless. Her thrusts never slow, fucking into your sweet spot over and over again.

Your eyes roll back as your vision goes white. Rika moves, grabbing your hips and slamming the knot of the toy into you. You wail as you cum, body shuddering feeling Rika furiously rubbing your clit, while she grinds the strap into you.

“Yeeaaah that’s it, so fuckin pretty for me.”

She helps you ride your high, only stopping when you whimper. Rika buried her face into the side of your neck, nuzzling and licking your scent gland.

She can feel her slick coating her inner thighs, as her pussy throbs, desperately wanting anything!

You lazily look at her, her long forest green hair a mess, some sticking to her sweaty skin, her face dusted pink, she has a glow to her.

“Wait, wait don’t move, I’m- aahh!”

You press your head back against the pillows, biting your lip to hold back your cry.

Rika carefully pulls the strap out of your abused hole.

“We aren’t done yet, sweetheart.”

You raise your head to watch her get out of your nest, quickly undoing the harness, and stepping out of it. Crawling back in, she slides one of your legs under her, straddling it while she lifts your other over her shoulder.

Your breathing hics, feeling her wet pussy against yours.

“One more, princess, be a good girl and make me cum.”

You scramble, gripping and digging your nails into her thighs.

Rika doesn’t wait, grinding her cunt against yours. She leans her head back, moaning softly. Oh she’s waited so long for this! To feel your pussy rubbing against hers, feeling your clits grind against each other.

With every roll of her hips, she leaves you shrieking. You’re just too sensitive! It’s too much! Too good!

“Daddyyy! S-so good!”

Rika grabs your wrist, pulling you closer to her. She shoves her face back into the crook of your neck, breathing in your addicting scent.

“Ooh my pretty mate. You know how to make me feeling sooo good! Fuck!”

The room is filled with Rika’s breathless praise, and your loud cries.

“Lemme feel your pussy gush against mine, please? Do it for daddy, baby.”

You tilt your head away from her, giving her more access to your neck.

You bring one hand up, squeezing your tit. You nearly thrash, practically screaming as Rika bites down on your scent gland, your pussy gushing and creaming all over hers, as she marks you as her bond mate.

The taste of blood fills her mouth, her eyes rolling back at the added wetness and heat. She grinds her hips faster, reaching her end when you shakily bite down on her scent gland, giving her the same mark.

You whine loudly, feeling your alpha growl against you. She slows her hips to a stop, and starts gently licking your new mark.

“My good girl, such a sweet omega I have. I love you.”

You can only moan softly.

Knowing good and well she’s not done with you yet.

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