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{contents: reader is afab/gn, spitting in jing yuan's mouth, lil bit of finger sucking, supposed to be cuddlefucking but i kinda got carried away lol}
“open your mouth.”
the words register slower for you than for the man you currently straddle. they spill from your lips breathless, tumbling out on sheer impulse, startling you as your own hoarse voice breaks the quiet of the room beyond. in the heady fever of the sheets you find yourself tangled within, your mind is so far gone you can’t quite follow your thoughts; still half-asleep, having been roused from a mid afternoon nap with your lover and drawn immediately into a late afternoon romp, it’s really all you can do to brace yourself as best you can against his sticky chest and roll your hips in a vain attempt to match his strong movements. still, somehow, you’ve spoken.
beneath you, jing yuan’s brows raise. his lips twitch in amusement. they part to speak, and you're reminded that they are what spawned this sudden urge; the sight of them, plush and pink and pretty, mouth slack with his panting as he stares up at you with a lidded golden gaze cloudy with want.
“open,” you demand again, voice hitching as you rock against him. sparks of hot pleasure rush through you from the combined sensation of both his cock buried deep within you and the fat, callused thumb pressed steadfast against your clit.
he obeys without further delay, opens his mouth for a pair of questing fingers that you’ve managed to trace up the column of his sweat-slick throat to press at the seam of his lips. teeth graze them, nipping in playful hunger, but you’re entirely unmoved as you press them down against the soft, wet plane of his tongue. he closes his mouth around them; you frown.
your other hand finds the back of his hair and yanks none too gently, jerking his head back and drawing a groan from him that has his eyes fluttering closed and his mouth going slack, tongue twitching against the pads of your digits as you use them to pry his jaw open wide. it’s then that you lean down, having gathered enough saliva, and spit.
the column of his throat bobs with a heavy swallow without hesitation and you resist the urge to sink your teeth into it. he shudders, lets out a downright obscene moan, bucks up against you so powerfully that you’re forced to remove your hand in a desperate bid not to be flung from your perch. it has you keening in turn, louder still when his hands tighten around your hips with white-knuckle strength to yank you down and knock the breath from your lungs.
jing yuan’s eyes open again; they’re blown dark, something borderline animal, nothing more than a rim of gold around two blackened circles that watch you with keen fervor. as soon as that heated gaze registers, a hand trails up your spine to your neck and tugs you down in a sudden burst of energy. he all but slams you into him, connecting lips to yours in a kiss full of teeth and tongue, panting like a dog into your mouth, tongue delving deep to coax yours back into his mouth. that hand presses you ever closer until it’s almost painful; as if he couldn’t possibly be close enough, as if he wished for nothing more than to meld with you entirely and feel such bliss forever.
his grip loosens, he lets you press hands to his chest and push away to catch your breath. it takes you a moment to open your eyes, still reeling from the savagery of his kiss, mind only drifting further and further with each slow, deep grind into you that he pairs with the solid grip he still has on your hips.
beneath you, he shifts. as he rises to sitting, keeping you both steady, your legs lose purchase atop the rolling spread of his thick thighs and you clutch instinctively at the broad shoulders before you, and his chest shakes with a low, satisfied chuckle as he pulls you in again. he’s softer now, nosing up at your cheek sweetly before burying his face into the crook of your shoulder in bliss, but the angle has shifted along with him—he now bullies the head of his cock against a spot within you that has your whole body trembling, falling limp against him, every thought dashed from your mind.
still, he kisses at the bare skin of your collarbone and neck. still, his hold on you tightens to keep you flush to him. still, when he pulls back to look at the mess he’s made of you, his eyes blaze; the final flash of a setting sun, the brilliant strike of lightning.
“again,” jing yuan demands, voice the rumbling thunder of an order. his mouth opens—it’s a desperate thing despite his tone, and you think it looks far more like a plea.
mindless and spent, knowing he intends to wring all he can from you, you oblige.
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TWO FOR THE PRICE OF ONE!
cw. Threesome, Scara x Childe, GN!reader, double penetration, blowjob, Dom!characters x Sub!reader, spit roasting, spit exchanging, spanking, reader has hair , praise kink, degradation kink . notes: they both so pretty, I sure made fem versions of them/hj
How did you end up like this? Your palms flat against the ground, your knees on a futon. Your mouth full of cock and drooling, your lower half being held and poked. "Mmh!" "What are you saying? Speak more clearly, slut." the purple-haired male says, his eyes glaring at yours, you can hear a chuckle from an ginger male behind you. The ginger male, Childe. He grabs a fist of your hair, yanking you back and making you go forward, he forces your head to move on Scara's dick. You let out a gag when your nose touches his abdomen, you let out a moan at the taste of his pre-cum and Childe's harsh guidance. "There we go~ Just focus on his dick, good job~" he whispers into your ear and takes a lick, you let out a small gasp which sends vibrations to Scara, making his dick twitch. "Fuck—" He grips the table edge, throwing his head back as Childe moves you faster. Tears of pleasure swollen up, you grip at the futon as your sex trembles, leaking tasty goodness. Childe tanks you back and shoves you hard, your eyes widen as Scara's white sticky goo fills your mouth. Childe coos at you, gently holding up your head as Scara gets out of the way, Scara is behind you with Childe. You don't pay attention to it, your mind wonders as you begin to only think about his dick and more cum. You were addicted to the taste of it, you craved more of it and they were going to give you more. "Are you ready, baby?" Childe says, he smiles as you weakly nod. Childe pushes in first, he groans at your tightness, biting his lower lip softly. Scara goes in next, holding your hole more open as his dick enters you, you let out a loud moan. You feel full and it slightly hurts, you can feel yourself about to climax already but you hold it in. Childe and Scara move in and out of you in sync, feeling the tightness of your walls and each other's dicks, Scara lifts up his hand, his hand lands on your ass. You gasp and tremble, Childe lets out a giggle as he does so as well, Scara gives your ass one last slap before he rolls his hips. They both grip at your hips, going faster, your mind goes hazy as your vision begins to go black. Your mouth wide open as you let out continuous moans, after moments that felt like hours~! They finally came, Childe first as he filled you up. Pulling out as Scara fills you up, you feel so full, you let out a loud moan as you climax, your body trembles. Childe kisses your back as Scara kisses your face. They tell you how good you did, you kinda want to do it again but you feel too full!
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Kirei: okay I just really needed to get this one out. I promise this is still a Kyoujuro Rengoku stan account mixed with multifandoms. BUT the thought of Eren with an uwu partner invaded my brain. I tried to make this as gender neutral as possible so everyone could enjoy it. Inspired by this post
Warnings: Breeding Kink Eren, unprotected sex, creampie, multiple orgasms, praise, fingering, mentioning of a belly bulge, spit
Pairing: Eren x GN!Reader
Word count: 1.2k
Tags: @bvnnichuu @cherrykamado @bakugosbratx @the-princess-button @httptamaki @cyancherub @fuwushiguro @ovarysnake23 @fvckme-sir @awilddreamermain @renhoeku @erenscockslut (thank you for beta reading) @aembrosia @thatgirlrei
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Your favorite emoji was the 🥺one. You used it after every text you sent to your boyfriend, Eren Jaeger. His response was always the same after you constantly sent the emoji. “One more 🥺 and you’re getting bred twice with no pulling out in between.” As usual, you laughed it off as a joke and continued to text him.
Laying back on your bed with your head hanging over the edge, you wondered what was taking Eren so long to text you back. Picking up your phone, you sent him a message. “What’s taking you so long 🥺” You pouted when he read the message, but did not reply. Did you say something wrong?
Putting your phone down on your night stand, you decided to take a shower and get ready for bed. Eren must have either fallen asleep or was too deep into one of his video games to respond back. As you started up the shower, you thought you heard a noise outside the bathroom. Ignoring it, thinking it was just the wind or something, you got into the shower.
As you bathed, you failed to notice the shadow approaching the curtain of your tub. You let out a gasp when the shower curtain was suddenly pushed open, revealing your very naked boyfriend. “Eren, what are you-” your words were cut off as he climbed into the shower with you, his hands wrapped delicately around your throat.
Eren leaned in close to your face, pressing a slow, hungry kiss to your lips. “I warned you that if you kept sending that emoji that I would breed you.” He whispered against your lips as his free hand trailed down your wet back to rest on the curve of your ass. “Twice. With no pulling out in between. You ready to suffer the consequences of your actions?”
You tried to speak, but Eren already had you pinned against the shower wall, his tongue down your throat and two fingers already deep inside, thrusting at a fast pace. Your moans were like a symphony to his ears as he fucked your mouth with his tongue at the as time as his fingers. Eren pulled away slowly, a thin string of saliva connecting you before the water washed it away.
“Let’s see if this needy little hole can handle me?” Eren whispered against your ear as he picked you up, pressing you tighter against the wall. The thick tip of his cock teased at your entrance before he slowly slid inside, groaning out in your ear. “Fuck, you’re so tight.”
“Eren!” You whined out as your legs hung uselessly in the crook of his elbows as he started a fast, steady pace. Your boyfriend easily found that spot that had you shaking and clawing at his back. His thick cockhead repeatedly pressed against the gummy spot within you.
He leaned his forehead against yours, kissing your lips every now and then. “Gonna cum f’me, pretty?” He grunted when you clenched around him, a light ring of cream forming around the base of his dick. Eren moved his hand down to press on the slight bulge in your belly, making you squeal out. “That’s where I am, baby?”
You couldn’t think as he continued to pound into the sweet spot within you, every drag of his cock felt better than the last. Your voice came out in pitiful sounding whimpers as Eren hit that sweet spot repeatedly until you were shaking with your first orgasm, cumming hard on his cock. You pressed your head against his shoulder as he kept fucking you through your high, whimpering softly as you held onto him.
Eren groaned when you clenched down on his tightly as he fucked your little hole. “Fuck, baby, that’s right. Ima breed this tight hole of yours so fucking good.” His abs began to tense up as his balls tightened. His hot seed spilled into you and painted your insides white. He felt you try to go limp in his arms, but he wrapped your legs around his waist and carried you out of the bathroom and laid you on your bed. And Eren did all of this without pulling out.
“What are you?” You asked, your body spent from his rough treatment in the shower. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head when your boyfriend pushed your legs up and pressed your knees to your chest, practically folding you in half.
He leaned down, trapping your legs between your bodies. “I told you twice. With no pulling out.” With those words he resumed pounding into your tight sex, your combined slick making it easier for him to slide in and out. “Now, sing those pretty moans for me.” His hands rested on either side of your head.
You did what was asked of you, moaning and crying out in his ear as he held you down in a breeding press. Your tired and abused walls fluttered weakly around his thick length as he built up your next orgasm. Your wrapped your arms around his neck, threading your fingers through his long brown hair. You whined as your second orgasm began quickly approaching, and a string of high pitched curses left you as you shook your head side to side as you came again.
Eren chuckled as he felt you come undone on his cock. Only he could make you feel like this. So drunk on his dick. “Pretty baby came on Daddy’s cock again? You got another in there for me?” Leaning down to muffle your negative cries with his lips, he pulled away and hooked his thumb around your chin, pulling our lips apart. Puckering his own lips together, he let a dollop of saliva to pool before he spit into your mouth. “Be a good brat and swallow that for me while I breed you again.”
You could only lay there, swallow Eren’s spit, and take each of his harsh thrusts as he easily built up another high within you. Tears of pleasure streamed down your cheeks as you pleaded with your boyfriend. It was too much. You were sorry. You would calm down on sending the emoji. But it all fell on deaf ears as Eren sped up the pace of his thrust. Lewd noises coming from your conjoined bodies as skin slapped against skin.
“C’mon, baby, gotta cum for me so I can fill this needy hole up.” Eren coo’d as his hips slammed into yours, sweat making the loose strands of his hair stick to his forehead. He took your lips with his, sliding his tongue inside while his hands curled into the sheets next to your head as he felt his own high approaching. “Fuck, pretty. Cum on this cock, yeah?”
Your body began to tremble and shake as your third orgasm rocked through your body, your eyes rolling to the back of your head and your nails digging into his scalp as you pulled at the soft brown strands. A shout of Eren’s name fell from your lips.
Eren let out a grunt as he felt you cumming around his length. He wasn’t too far behind as his own high was reached and his hot cum filled your body for the second time. He panted as he fucked his cum deeper into your body to make sure not a drop is wasted. “I fucking warned you...” he whispered as he pressed gentle kisses to your soft lips.
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i was reading thru ur [fem characters] x readers and i realized ure the wlw x reader blog i had followed a while ago :(( sooo sending a momo thirst, can i be part of ur nonnies 🥺🤲
jokes aside 😼👍, ur momo got me feeling some typa way... 😭
feeling like momo would be the type of soft dom mommy that after coming back from a long long day at work at the front lines, a little bruised and cut up, her hair no longer pristine and even a little upset about some of her hero gear missing, would pamper you, just because its her own way of selfcare. you'd run her a warm bath and take the time to properly clean her bruises while the tub fills, and she wouldnt wince at all but youd see the tears pool up in her eyes because shes just that worn out <\3 baths like these are less scent heavy, yet soothing nonetheless. shed sit behind you, chest flush against your back and arms wrapped tightly around your waist, her face neatly tucked against your nape. the warm water would soothe her aching limbs despite her poor posture, and at the end youd help her scrub her back properly and help her wash out oh so tenderly. with the bathroom still steamy, bodies poorly wrapped up in too-small towels, shed sit you at the edge of the tub and eat you out for what feels like hours. with her head between your thighs, her forearms resting over them, hooking you firmly and safely in place, her hands gingerly resting just barely under your chest... if it werent for that pesky little excuse of a towel. stubbornly tucked to prevent even more goods from spilling out. your feet almost clinging to the floor with how youre sitting, almost scared to fall back into the tub with how momo has you shaking, sucking on your clit lazily, tenderly and yet so so hungry. the moment your thighs clamp back around her head, your hand flies to her head, afraid of hurting her you hesitate to either push or pull her in and she ends up nuzzling her cheek against it, almost purring into your touch, the vibrations finishing you off and sending you over what was your first of many orgasms.
in the room youve grown so accustomed to waking up in, youd be greeting by her goddess bed once more. the wine red color of her sets just mesmerizing as ever, or maybe it was just the safest place to crawl to, with how sensitive you felt from such a built up orgasm. on the rare occation that momo does carry you to the room, with nowhere near enough skin touching, the towel doing the bare minimum to keep the harsh cold of the room, your tits perky under the harsh texture, your pussy puffy and fully flushed against momo's skin, bumping you with every step she took, and every teasing "secure" hop shed do to make sure you were still in place despite how tightly your legs were wrapped around her.
all the same... momo would sit on the edge of the bed, would smoothly discard the towel only to not pay attention to your chest at all, but shed also throw you over her lap. and no spanking would happen, she had no reason to punish you when you had already treated her so well, her fingers would knead the skin trailing your lower back, your cheeks and your puffy lips... and spread you as bear as she could in that position that she held you. shed open you up with her own spit, a pity that you couldnt see her battle worn hands, her pretty, long fingers and her almost perfectly manicured nails pushing down on her own tongue, collecting saliva for that greedy pussy of yours that she loved so much. shed rest her fingers against your hole, tentatively pushing, your own juices and her spit making it embarrassingly easy to enter, and the noises she wanted to hear you make. how embarrassing for you... how greedy, sucking her in so willingly and readily, only to clamp down on her fingers as soon as they were in. momo would groan with how much she wanted you, all the same shed remove her fingers and soothe your back into comfort once again, your whines never escaping her.
and momo ever so patient and hungry for you would give you one quest: to get the strap <3 shed leave to rest on the headrest of her bed, the plushness of it almost swallowing her in but it made for the most wonderful sight, with her chest all bare, the scattered bruises along with the ones you recognize to have left there yourself. and her pussy all pretty and puffy right there, you almost wanted to use the strap on her instead! but mommy was still waiting on you!! and youd diligently help her slip it on and secure it, youd chosen the thickest cock too <33 a curvy one that always had you curving against mommy. and momo wanted just that: with her sat up right and resting, you straddling her, warming her cock ready for her, chests flush against one another and your lovely whimpers falling against the crook of her neck. her arms would snake around your waist and hold you in place tightly, pushing in her big cock deep inside you all too suddenly sometimes, but it was all due to your squirming, honest! you just couldnt help but pull away a little while you grinded onto mommy, with how shed pull you in and sigh in relief whenever you fell onto her. ... she was almost sending you over all over again. again and again, following a high, until you both grew needy and momo would slam you down with what energy she still had in her, your plumpy tits rubbing against her face with every thrust. and youd torture her endlessly, with your hands on her chest kneading her down, pinching and pulling at her hardened nubs as you grew near release, and you both couldnt help but pant and groan with the pace you had set. until finally you came, and all the juices that had already collected on the thick cock would start to lazily run down your thighs as you settled, arched into momo as you came down from your high once again, overstimulated and twitchy, still grinding against momo despite how weakly you were whimpering into her neck, and in the same beat youd send her over, with how vividly she could imagine your walls clamping around hee cock, and with every impact that stimulated her click, youd help her ride it as you overstimulated her tits, sore from the abuse you had given it moments prior.
and youd stay there for a moment, cock inside you still, twitching every now and then, with your legs on either side of her and your face in the crook of her neck. momo would grind you into her every now and then but it was almost a comfort thing, with how shed rest with her arms wrapped around your waist still, she genuinely just needed that closeness... but its only when you grow sleepy that she grows aroused once again, with how her trailing patterns across your skin had hardened your nipples... she really wanted to tease you again!
um hehe 😭💞 ~
That was a whole ass fic I held by breath the whole time toes curling clit thumping brb omg lemme kiss you🥺🥺💕
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Family Vacation
Bokuto x reader x Akaashi
Author’s Note : no incest, I promise ; the request included some slight BokuAka interaction, however I made it more than slightly ; the hot springs resort is loosely based on three different locations under the Kinosaki Onsen in northern Hyogo [Mikuniya Ryokan, Yutouya Ryokan, Nishimuraya Ryokan]. Each one offers different things, but they all have some common aspects that I liked: seafood served during winter months [November - March], traditional ryokan, and options for the hot springs [indoor, outdoor, and family] ; holy fuck is this wrong.. but holy hell is it erotic
Warnings: introduction of the Bokuto family, best friends to lovers au, playful teasing [about reader’s virginity], some mlm [Bokuto x Akaashi] interaction, fingering, face-sitting, handjob, blowjob, cum eating, spit exchanges and mentions, no penetrative sex, virgin!reader, virgin!Bokuto
“Oh, [Y/N]! I’m so glad you could make it!”
“Thank you for having me, Bokuto-san,”
“Oh, dear, call me Fuyumi! You’re practically family, anyways,” she smiles, eyes crinkling as she does. Her smile makes you smile, bowing in respect as if you haven’t known her for years.
The Bokuto family always spent their winter vacation before New Years at an Onsen in Hyogo. Yasurai-fukurou was well known for their hot springs throughout the year, but their meals included seafood in the winter. Kōtarō and Shinjiro both love seafood, especially crab, so it made sense the Bokuto family would come to this place specifically. Winter meant snow, and snow meant the garden view from the spring was gorgeous, having the silver lining the green foliage as the pebbles along the ground glistened with melted snow, cold and slippery. It was Kōtarō’s and Machiko’s favorite season, so it was an added bonus. The family had the money to spend, treating the members to a relaxing trip. Even Keiji, Kōtarō’s friend, joined them his first year at Fukurodani.
You didn’t usually attend, yet you always wanted to. Your family celebrated holidays differently, so you often found yourself swamped with family activities around December, only getting free to hang out by the time school started back up. Always wishing to go, you finally got your wish this year. With the stress from school this past semester, your family decided to let you choose what to do, so you declined spending the holidays with your family. Instead, you were free to spend that quality time with the Bokuto family. Fuyumi practically begged Kōtarō to invite you, knowing you’d be alone, so you didn’t have to worry about inviting yourself. There was one problem, however.
“[Y/N] should room with us!” Machiko points out. “She can’t board with boys!”
“What do you take us for? We’re her best friends,” Kōtarō waves off his sister. “I worry Amaya might try to wrestle her,”
“She could use the practice!” She pipes up, only to be shut back down. “I wouldn’t hurt her,”
“Why not let the girl choose herself? It is where she will stay, in the end,” Shinjiro said. Although he was right, you suddenly felt your heart tugging in two different directions. Machiko and Kōtarō gave you the puppy dog eyes, begging to choose them. A heavy sigh came from you as you weigh the options presented in front of you.
“I trust Keiji and Kōtarō, I’ll room with them,”
“No!” The two girls dramatically shout, falling to their knees. Fuyumi laughs, patting your back.
“Good choice, dear,” she compliments. You know why. Her daughters may be considered mature and adults, but they are both hectic and chaotic in their own way. At least with Kōtarō, he has Keiji with him. There’s no reason to mull over the decision, you know full well that Keiji and Kōtarō wouldn’t hurt you.
Once settled into each room, your bedding laid between the two of them, the trip to relax in the ryokan was in order. The two genders were separated, of course, so you sat in the spring with Machiko, Amaya, and Fuyumi. It wasn’t a bad thing, being with the three, but you knew Machiko and Amaya like to tease you.
“Gosh, [Y/N], you’re so innocent! You’ve never done anything?” Amaya’s face made it seem like she was much more malicious than on the surface. “Even I had a couple boyfriends that I had special adventures with before your age,”
“Excuse me? Amaya!” Fuyumi scolds her daughter. “You never told us this,”
“Why would I? You and dad never allowed me to have a boyfriend until I graduated. Kōtarō even had a girlfriend in his second year,” she pouts, puffy cheeks making her less malicious and much more adorable. Though unintentional, her words make your mood sour, Kōtarō’s slipping from her lips. Machiko notices this, however.
“Well, Kōtarō is a boy and I told your father to make sure he doesn’t do any of that dating stuff, but it seems like he did,”
“You know, I’m kind of tired. I’m really relaxed,” you mention, moving to exit the water. “I should lay down and take a nap,”
“Oh, are you sure? Dinner will be served soon,” Machiko holds out her hand, as if to stop you. You’re quick about getting out, rinsing yourself off before wrapping a robe around your naked body.
“I’m sure. Wake me when dinner’s ready,” you cheerfully smile, waving to them as you leave the setting. Your smile falls, an artificial thing as you continue to pad towards the room. Passing the window leading to the garden, you notice the cascading of the white snowflakes, shimmering in the light from the outdoor lamps. It’s peaceful, the way it floats down to the ground until it rapidly melts, joining the slush forming on the pathway. A sigh leaves you, heart aching from the words Amaya let spill.
It wasn’t her fault, you tell yourself that as you continue to the room. Amaya doesn’t know, but Machiko does. Machiko has always had the older sister intuition, knowing when her younger siblings had something to hide or something embarrassing. Whether it was from her years of travel around the world, or just a trait of hers, she could pinpoint things that made you want to crawl in a hole. What does Machiko know, exactly? Your big, fat crush on her little brother.
Kōtarō has been your crush as long as you’ve known him, aka since you guys were waddling around with chubby legs. Your family and his family live near each other, so it made sense for you two to play a lot as children. As the years passed, your admiration for him evolved into a crushing thing, yet your young mind wouldn’t allow such a horrid thing to be spoken. No, it festered until you broke down one day in high school and confessed to the dark of the night, the only witness of your confession was the moon. You confessed that you loved him, you were in love with him, nobody else could compare. It hurt even more now, knowing you were falling in love with him while he was loving someone else. Even Keiji probably loved Kōtarō, knowing how close they were. You wouldn’t put it past them to be in a relationship, either. Each thought accompanied a step you took, each one bringing tears to prickle your eyes as you finally shut the door to the room, and your problems.
With the dark encompassing the room, you found yourself easily situating yourself on the ground to cry, curling up in a ball as you did so. A pathetic scene, you knew it was, yet you couldn’t help yourself.
After you left the ryokan, Shinjiro happened to be talking to the boys in front of him, both of them flushed red from the warmth of the bath and the topic at hand.
“I knew something was off in the way your mother encouraged you to invite her! I never thought it’d be that, however,” his guffaw had Kōtarō sinking into the water, bubbles coming from his nose as he huffs. Keiji looks at him pitifully, but doesn’t do much of anything else.
“She doesn’t even like me like that. This trip was a mistake,” Kōtarō mumbles, his mouth going back under the water. Keiji sighs, looking into the water where his distorted hands lie. Before he can speak, Kōtarō beats him to it. “I have to go to the bathroom. I think I’ll leave early,”
“You sure it’s just that?” Shinjiro teases. “Or are you going to wait for your lovely friend?”
“Okay, maybe it’s a bit of both,” he huffs, cheeks puffed out. Keiji lets the words die on his tongue, letting Kōtarō leave the spring without any reason to look back.
Shinjiro sighs, rubbing the back of his neck as he looks into the water. “Maybe I went too far. I shouldn’t tease him about his crush, it seems like it’s important to him. I don’t think she sees him in that light, anyways,”
“She does, actually. I think she’s been in love with him for a while,” he confesses. Shinjiro’s eyebrows rise as the words sink in. However, he is quick to understand. No longer laughing and joking, his smile is more bitter and sad. A pity smile.
“And you’ve been in love with her, haven’t you?”
Keiji turns his head to the side, yet he nods. The red dusting his cheeks is no longer just the warmth of the water. Shinjiro moves closer to Keiji, putting his hand on the younger man’s back.
“Then tell her. You both need to confess, not let this fester and turn into something ugly. Don’t let this ruin your friendship with Kōtarō, either. It’s not worth it,”
“I know. I know, Bokuto-san,”
“When you gonna call me Shinjiro? Or even dad? You need to let loose, Keiji!” He laughs again, getting Keiji to crack a smile.
While Keiji ponders how he should go about this, Kōtarō trudges up to his room for the week, unaware you’ve also turned in early. His mood has taken a turn for the worse, hair deflating as he pouts. No matter what, he’s always found himself finding your validation to be the most important. Throughout the years, he’s reached out to both you and Keiji for validation, finding them both to be important to him. While he knows Keiji partially does it just to make him happy, which he is thankful for, he knows yours is genuine. Even when he forced himself to move on, knowing you didn’t see him in that light, he found it hard. You followed him into his dreams, gleeful chimes of your laughter as the future he aims for bloomed into an obtainable goal. Yet, he’d wake up to see the empty space beside him, a brutal reminder that his dreamt future would stay in his head, playing on loop until he could do something about it in the real world.
When his door comes into view, he sighs, relief flooding through him. As he gets closer, he hears a soft voice from inside. Leaning his ear against the shut door, he hears you — a squeak of his name, accompanying a soft mewl, most likely held back due to the thin walls. Even he understands what you’re doing, it’s not like he’s never thought of you that way, finding himself wishing you could relieve his stress in the best way possible. As to respect your privacy, and settle his nerves, he quietly creeps away, to his parent’s booked room. He decides to use the toilet in there, giving you a few moments to finish your own business.
Leaning against the door once more, he doesn’t hear your heavy breaths or your moans and mewls, so he slides open the door to see you under the covers, laptop shining in your face as a movie plays. “Hey, what’re you doing here?”
“Huh?” You jump, turning to see Kōtarō’s large frame at the entrance of the room. It’s scary, the way he seems to have popped up after you finished, or attempted, getting off on thinking of him. “Oh, Kō. It’s just you. No more hot springs for you?”
“Oh, no, I found it to be getting too hot,” he lies, rubbing his neck. The robe you’re wearing is the one you put on after exiting the spring, so his perverted little mind knows you’re completely naked underneath. Not only that, you’re probably nice and slick from thinking about him—
He stops himself, hearing your voice. “Did you hear me? I asked if you wanted to watch the movie with me,”
“Oh, sorry, off in my own world. Uh, sure, what is it?”
“Crown for Christmas. A sappy romance Christmas movie, from America. It’s very predictable, but it’s cute. My mom loves it, so I brought it to watch,”
“Oh, that’s interesting,” he hums, lying on his own bedding. He didn’t move closer to you, giving you some space, but he finds himself panicking when you move closer.
“Can’t see if you’re all the way over there, dummy,” you giggle, pressing play. He can’t find it in himself to focus, the movie being background noise to his thoughts. The hot springs help to add a special glow to your skin, making it seem smoother than before, and you smell so nice, not to mention he can feel his cock throbbing at your soft voice calling out his name. What would it be like if he used his own fingers, would you be able to hold back? Or would you come completely undone as you came on his fingers— even better, his cock? Just the thought has him groaning, head shoved into his pillow as you pause the movie, probably confused.
He looks up, seeing your dazed expression — yep, totally confused. He sighs and shrugs, apologizing. “Are you okay? You seem.. tense,”
“Tense?” That’s one way to describe it, he supposes. “I’m just.. dad was teasing me earlier. That’s why I left. I’m.. remembering what he said,”
“Oh, I get that. Amaya kept teasing me about girl stuff, so I left. Machiko tried to stop me, but I was already out of the water,” you admit. It’s not the full truth, but that’s okay.
“Girl stuff? Like what?” Kōtarō never shied from girly stuff, including the weird stuff that happened to girls like puberty and the menstrual cycle. You chalked it up to his older sisters being shameless, never making it seem gross. Even when you started your period in class, Kōtarō was there to help you, a knight in shining armor.
You wish they were less shameless.
“Oh, um, you know, the romantic stuff,”
“Like? Boyfriends?”
“Yeah, I’ve.. never had one. No experience on my end. Amaya was teasing me because she had a couple of boyfriends before my age, so it.. it didn’t hurt my feelings, but it made me feel some kind of way, you know?” Your attempted explanation was kind of butchered, trying to explain it without giving too much detail. Kōtarō wouldn’t judge you, of course not, it wasn’t something to judge you about.
He knows the feeling, being inexperienced.
“W-Well, if you want any experience before going into the dating scene, I could.. always help you,” he whispers. His words hang in the air, settling into both of your minds. He’s berating himself for using such a lame line to try and get in your pants, but you’re trying to find a way to say yes without seeming desperate. However, “I mean! I have experience, so I could help you! I’d say I’m pretty good at doing stuff. Oh! It could be like.. any advice or something.. hands on,” he whispers the last part again, his confidence melting like snow on a summer’s day when your face falls.
It isn’t you don’t want it, you just would prefer him to not word it like that. It reminds you of Amaya’s words and the pain in your chest, the churn in your stomach. “If you’re gonna be like that, maybe I should ask Keiji,” you huff, turning your body away from his. Focusing on forcing your stomach to stop twisting in knots, you don’t even notice when Kōtarō closes the laptop and presses himself against you. Well, not until you feel something pressing into your back. “Kō—”
“Don’t be like that. I’ve never actually gone all the way, I’ve been saving that for someone special. I can help, though, if you’d let me,” his breath fans over your ear, sending shivers down your spine. His arm snakes under you, pulling you into his stomach while he lays on his back.
“Kōtarō!”
“You’re stressed, gotta loosen up a bit. I’m helping,” he just says, making sure your legs are hooked over his. With the lack of clothing under the robe, your nether region is spread open towards the door, sending your adrenaline skyrocketing. Kōtarō is quick to ease that, his thick fingers spreading open your folds while his middle finger rubs against your sensitive clit. “You’re absolutely soaked, do I turn you on that much?” He’s grinning, you know he is. Gritting your teeth, you keep your mouth closed as you focus on the feeling of his fingers, now sliding up and down and collecting your slick.
Kōtarō doesn’t want to tease you for too long, slipping his middle finger into your cunt as you mewl, hand coming to cover your mouth. “What a reaction. I wonder..” he trails off, pulling his finger out, only to add in three fingers. You’re arching, legs tending against his as he fingers you, lips pressing themselves to your hair and ear. When his tongue flicks out against your ear, you squirm and he grunts, his left arm keeping you firm against him. “Sensitive, are you?”
He doesn’t get any vocal confirmation from you, but the way you’re clenching around his fingers tells him all he needs to know. He makes sure to keep his thumb bumping against your clit, adding pressure. You can feel the familiar feeling, the beginning of an orgasm as he pumps his fingers into you. With a squeal of his name, your nails dig into the meat of his arm, liquids spilling out of you and all over Kōtarō’s fingers. The squishing sound enters your ears, legs tensing as you mewl, his fingers rubbing themselves against you some more.
“You’re so wet.. I bet it’d be easy to slip my cock in there, wouldn’t it?” His voice is low, a rumble in his chest as your cunt clenches at the thought, your wildest fantasies so close to coming to fruition when someone clears their throat. You pop up, Kōtarō jolting and keeping you on his chest as he moves.
Keiji is looking at the both of you, a heavy blush adorning his cheeks. The room is dim, only the lights from outside the inn illuminating him. He’s right at the door, right in front of where Kōtarō was just fingering you. Kōtarō’s hand finally leaves from between your legs, glistening wetness shown in the lamplight. “If you want to give her experience, you need to go over everything involved in foreplay, Kōtarō. There’s more to prep,”
“M-More?” your voice is small, barely a whisper as you find more slick oozing from you, Keiji entering the room. He kneels down in front of you, still held against Kōtarō’s chest.
“Has he even kissed you, yet? Or did he go headfirst into fingering you?” When you shake your head, Kōtarō himself sucking in a breath, Keiji knows he was right. With the elegance he always exudes, Keiji tilts your chin up towards him. “Then, allow me,”
The kiss is gentle, yet not simple. His lips are firmly against yours, molding perfectly as he keeps your chin tilted. As he deepens the kiss, you find your hands grasping at his own robe, feeling yourself lighter than you were when you had entered the room. Keiji moves to pull away, a brisk kiss on your lips once more before swiping his tongue over your bottom lip, sending heat all over your body.
“Akaashi..” Kōtarō whines, his grip on you tightening. “This is supposed to be my time with her,”
“Well, you’re going too fast. Why not elongate the time spent together, hm?” His voice sends tingles down your spine, his hands removing you from Kōtarō’s grasp. “Lay back, Bokuto-san. You’ll get your turn,”
Your brain is going haywire as he speaks, undoing Kōtarō’s robe with unconscious grace. He’s not doing it on purpose, you know he isn’t, it’s just how he is. Once Kōtarō has been disrobed, you find more heat springing to your cheeks as his muscles ripple and flex. The lack of light prevents you from seeing everything, but you’ve always found yourself insatiable when thinking of his broad frame and what hides under his clothes.
“Give me your hand, [Y/N],” Keiji’s voice has you coming back down to earth, yet you find yourself once more shy with Kōtarō’s legs spread, his cock heavy and so large in Keiji’s hand. You comply, though, your much smaller hand joining Keiji’s around Kōtarō’s girth. It’s so much, the way it feels and the heat of the skin under your fingertips. A soft groan comes from Kōtarō as Keiji moves his hand, his other hand shuffling you between his legs.
“This is called a handjob, [Y/N],” Keiji says. You nod in understanding, realizing he’s teaching you. “Moving your hand up and down the shaft is the basic function of it, but you can also use your fingers to tease the slit, like so,” he demonstrates, swiping his thumb over the small slit, puffy and red where Kōtarō’s cum is dripping from. The simple act has Kōtarō throwing his head back, moaning as his hand covers his mouth. The walls are thin and if his family is back, they probably have a good idea of what’s going on.
“I see,” you hum, continuing to move your hand up and down the shaft. Keiji nods, seeing you’re understanding.
“Or tease his balls, like cupping them or massaging. Don’t squeeze them hard, though. It won’t feel very nice,” his hand moves to cup and tease Kōtarō’s balls, the man himself laying on his back as his face turns red, the ministrations getting to be too much. “There’s also a blowjob, but we can teach you that next time,”
“N-Next time??” You squeak, jumping a bit. Whether it was a one time thing or the beginning of a relationship didn’t cross your mind. His words, however, seem to please you more than imaginable.
“Of course, darling. We’re not done here, either. Why don’t you let Bokuto-san show you what other kinds of pleasure he can give you?” At Keiji’s words, Kōtarō pops up with a bright smile on his face.
“Sit on my face, baby,”
“Oh, woah, wow, uh..” you stop, unsure how to politely decline. His mouth and nose, down there? Not to mention your weight on his head? You were sure he’d regret his decision. “I don’t think”
“I’ll be fine. C’mon, I gotta show you what else my mouth can do besides dirty talk,” he winks, sending more heat to your cheeks, making you feel rather hot for a winter’s day, clad in only a robe. Keiji seems to read your mind, taking your robe from your shoulders, the belt falling undone easily from the previous activities. Once you’re down to your birthday suit, Keiji presses a kiss to your shoulder blade, a whisper to go that sends you crawling closer to Kōtarō’s face. He grins, eagerly taking your thigh and placing it on the other side, keeping your drenched cunt close to his face. He says something, but only a muffled noise comes out, his tongue swiping along your folds.
With your back to him, Keiji wishes he told you to face him and watch, yet he finds the scene of you erotic. He may have a bit more expertise than you and Kōtarō, it seems that’s all that’s needed. He smiles, gaze catching on the way Kōtarō’s fingers dig into the fat of your thigh, making indents. Completely forgotten, Keiji spits a glob onto Kōtarō’s cock, him jumping at the feeling. With a few more pumps of his hand, he flicks his tongue against the head.
Kōtarō’s moan has you mewling, the sound acting as a vibration as your fingers tug harshly on the silver and black strands. Though not as long as they were in high school, there’s enough to grasp and pull on. The wet sounds from behind you has your head turning, eyes falling on Keiji’s mouth wrapped around Kōtarō’s cock. It’s an erotic scene, his head moving up as more of the length is revealed, his blue eyes settling on your own as you feel a nip down below. So focused on Keiji, Kōtarō wants your attention all on him. Keiji chuckles, almost like a hum, that vibrates around the cock in his mouth that has Kōtarō moaning.
The tongue that flicks against your clit has you squirming, restrained mewls and moans leaving your lips as hands tug on his locks. Kōtarō licks and suckles on your clit occasionally, then moves down to prod and swipe over your entrance. The position makes it easy for him to breathe, but he moves down further. New position has you squealing, hands flying to your mouth as you squeeze your eyes shut to focus on the pleasure. Another moan from Kōtarō that sends shivers down your spine, heat to your core, accompanying the obscene noises of Keiji sucking Kōtarō off.
With Kōtarō’s nose bumping against your clit, his tongue’s only focus is on your pretty little cunt, sucking and swirling his tongue. The sensitivity from earlier makes quick work of you, hunching over as your thighs tighten around Kōtarō’s head, his strong hands keeping you from hurting him as you gush all over his face. A moan comes from him as he laps at your juices spilling over his face, his own orgasm coming as Keiji takes him down as far as he can. Globs of white cum spurt from the side of Keiji’s mouth, a gagging sound as he struggles to swallow it.
A hand on your shoulder has you leaning back, falling against Keiji’s chest with his cheeks puffy. Kōtarō manages to look up at the scene, gaze fuzzy as he watches Keiji kiss you once more, cum seeping from where his lips meet yours. When Keiji pulls away, his tongue is out, pushing the dripping cum into your mouth where the rest lies. It’s enough to have Kōtarō hard once more, a dark and heavy blush settling across his cheeks and nose.
The thick appendage pressing into your back once more has you gasping and jumping, some cum spilling out your mouth and down your chest. As it travels between the valley of your breasts and over the perk nipples, Keiji takes it upon himself to lap at the milky droplets. You gulp down the rest in your mouth, making a show of it by tilting your head up, throat contracting as you swallow it all. Kōtarō finds himself unable to look away from the scene.
“Ah, seems like someone’s still raring to go,” Keiji breaks the silence, eyes glancing back to look at Kōtarō’s cock, once more standing tall and proud. He then looks to you. “Shall I let you handle this one alone?”
#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu smut#Mr. Kōtarō#Mr. Keiji#BB.Kinky#bokuto x reader#akaashi x reader#akaashi smut#bokuto smut#BokuAka#bokuaka x reader#cw.cum play#cw.semi public sex#tw.semi public sex#cw.spit
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Emmet has a spit kink <3
anon honestly i can really see this <3
Emmet makes you suck him off all the time, so it’s not really surprising when he tells you to open up. What you don’t expect, though, is for him to lean in close and spit into your mouth instead, before telling you to swallow.
He also just really enjoys sloppy kisses in general,, leaving you with drool dripping down your chin or licking at your lips, rather than kissing you.
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need a man that will let me spit in his face when I'm having a bad day
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Lifestyle dom Maki<33 makes you a list of things to do as soon as you wake up; brush your teeth, have a glass of water, open your legs for her and spread your pussy. She’s so in tune with your moods that she has a bath running and the hitachi wand plugged in before you even text her on your way from a bad shift at work. Has a hand on the back on your neck at all times and people think it’s because she’s protective, but it’s actually because when you’re polite and good; she’ll quickly tip your head back and spit in your mouth as a reward. If she’s away, she calls you to make sure you’re completing all the routines she’s set up and helped you create; including grinding hard on the dildo she regularly fucks you with, just so you remember who you belong to<33
#i sleep#this is terrible#but I wan maki🥺🥺#cw.spitting#maki x reader#maki smut#🍡.nsfw#🍡.wlw#jjk smut
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It irks so me much when wlw content doesn’t get the recognition it deserves like you’ll scream and cry over Bakugo spitting on your pussy and fucking you till your eyes into the back of your skull - but if Mina does exactly the same thing with her fat strapon, there is radio silence?
Or if Atsumu buys you an anklet with his initial on and eats you out with your legs over your shoulders; it’ll get 200 notes in a day - but if Saeko does the same then it’ll get 8 notes in a week?
Or if Jean chokes you with his big hand and tells you to be a good girl, people are constantly talking about it and ‘icymi’ - but if Hange squeezes your throat and thumbs over your bottom lip, no one bats a fucking eye?
Give wlw content the recognition it fucking deserves
#I’m fed up of seeing that one pussydrunk yuuji thing I posted get like 209 notes but my well thought out sexy ass ymir thing??#barely any fucking notes#and I started this blog to try and circulate more wlw stuff!! to give it recognition!! to encourage people!! to help people!!#and I just don’t understand why people just don’t give it the attention it deserves?#compadred to like a sentence of Bokuto breeding you#it makes no sense to me#I’m sorry but this is my take#I’ll stand by it#we need more lesbians and queers#🌱.chats#wlw writer#queer writer#wlw fanfiction#lesbian fanfic#wlw#cw.choking#cw.spitting#cw.oral
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kitty i'm- 'm thinking about mean sir ymir :(( she's so mean when she forces you to straddle n get off with jus her boot alone, punishment for being too needy in public :(( will jus sit there n gaze down so lazily at you, occasionally making you tilt your head up to meet her eyes so she can spit down your throat. sometimes she'll force you to maintain eye contact just because she knows damn well you so often shy away from as you whimper from the feeling of the rough material of the toe of her boot against your clit :(( wan- want sir ymir :( so bad :((
s-s-sir 🥺🥺 Ymir🤲🏻 I 🥺oh 🥺oh my god:(( she- wait no - they:(( as extra punishment, extra extra because "god you're so fucking needy aren't you kitten? tryna hump me in public? in public? it's fucking disgusting - we're alone now, so you better fuckin' make up for the mess you made all over my pants," but they're grinning at you all proud and dark because their poor little kitty is so desperate to seek pleasure from them that you'd hump them in public?? tch - better clean up your mess hm kitten? that wet patch you made on their dark dark suit trousers:(( better suckle nd nibble at it till it's frothy with your saliva nd then maybe, maybe they'll let you cum:(( Ymir makes you roll your tongue around their fingers before they choke you with them, makes you hold them knuckle deep till you're gagging and drooling and humping her shiny platform boots that are thin enough for them to crook their toes and catch on your fluttering hole:(( sir please m'so close sir m'sorry for being a bad girl I'll be good now I promise!! nd they just laugh, make you hump harder, make you cream over their boot cause naughty needy kitties need to learn their place before getting a taste of their master's pussy:((
#🧋.answers#throws up and cums#🍡.wlw#🍡.nsfw#cw.degradation#cw.boot humping#that’s a tag I’d never thought I’d use#cw.pet play#cw.sir kink#cw.spit play#cw.gagging#ymir x reader#ymir smut#ymir thirst#aot smut#snk smut#attack on Titan smut#snk thirst#aot thirst#attack on titan thirst#♥︎.kitty’s friends#it’s⇢dove
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