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sofiafushiguro · 2 years

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he doesn’t care - draken

└➤ 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: draken x chubby! afab reader

└➤𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 0.2k

└➤⚠️𝖙𝖜: oral sex (f) mirror sex, matting press, praising, mentions of spit and pussy slapps, manhandling. All characters are 18+ here.

↳𝖆/𝖓: This is self indulgent bc today I felt fat lol

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He doesn't care. He doesn't care because he is madly in love with you.

And his goal is to remind you every day of that. That Ken Ryuguji loves every single part of you and your body. He doesn't understand why you don't like your belly or your big thighs because, for him, it's just more skin he has to kiss and bite; because Draken loves leaving marks on your body every time he goes down on you.

He loves squeezing your tummy and digging his short nails into your skin as his tongue licks your clit and makes you cum like crazy in his mouth. Draken loves how your fat pussy looks with a mix of his spit and your juices all over, and he loves slapping it to mess with you.

But he hates when you cover your beautiful face with your hands because you're too ashamed, so he fucks you in front of a mirror to remind you how gorgeous you look naked and bouncing on his dick like a good girl. Draken has his hands on your waist, and he rests his chin on your shoulder while whispering in your ear: "See how that perfect pussy swallows my dick? Shit, you're perfect,"

And you start crying because it is embarrassing to look at yourself while being cock-drunk, so he manhandles you- because he doesn't care about how big you think you are, he is bigger, and folds you in a perfect matting press. Draken holds your thighs with one hand while the other hand circles your clit making you a babbling mess and fucking you stupid.

He fucks you. He fucks you so well until you stop complaining about your body because, in his eyes, you're perfect as you're.

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bokuroskitten · 2 years

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sigh… I woke one one mood, @tokyomanjihoe put me in another.. kidding it was all me with that one pic and then we both spiralled.. also tagging @islascafe for getting me to literally cry over ken this morning like wtf y’all I’m tryna be strong— 😔 anyway..

w. Mentions of weed, oral fixation, finger sucking, ken’s a simp I don’t care, so are we.

Thinkin about Kenny and oral fixation. He thinks it’s cute honestly, when he catches ya staring and it’s not even at him, oh no no. It’s at his hands. When he’s working, gripping tightly at a wrench. Or when he’s cocking, chopping green onions. When he’s rolling a blunt for you, lean and long fingers easily twisting the roll.

You don’t stare at him with those dewy eyes and parted lips. It’s his fingers, and he cant help but grin a little.

He tries not to tease, but it’s in his nature, he likes getting you a little squirmy, worked up so he can hear you lil whines. “Eyes up here, babygirl.”

It starts with you slowly taking his hands, after he’s washed them of course. You’ll bat your lashes as you start to kiss at his knuckles, even letting your teeth graze the bony flesh a bit before moving onto his rings. The cold metal makes you mewl, his brows raising as he looks at you. There’s fondness in his gaze, his heart a little fluttery cause again— you’re the cutest thing he’s ever seen.

It goes one of two ways. He makes you ask for what you want with a smirk like “Use your words, baby.” Or, when he’s really feeling like indulging you, cause you deserve it of course, he’ll pull you into his lap, right up against his chest, hand giving yours a squeeze before his thumb leaves two gentle taps on your bottom lip. “Open up for me precious.”

He always starts with two fingers, pushes them between your lips and presses them just a touch against your tongue. He knows you like the pressure, it already has your muscles relaxing, body slumping further into his. Your two hands wrap around his wrist, lips suckling his digits and he sighs. The smile doesn’t leave his lips, even if his brows are raised, amusement swimming in his eyes.

He’d do anything to indulge you really.

“There ya go, lil love. Feels so much better, doesn’t it?” You nod lazily, cause as if you’d let up on his fingers right now when you need them most. He uses his free hand to smudge away the bubble of spit that forms on the corner of your lip, pressing a kiss to your forehead. Yeaaaaaa. 😵‍💫 you’re his baby so ofc he’d baby you, probably let’s you sucks away until his fingers gets a lil pruney. Makes a mental note to get more lollipops from the convince store this week cause you’ll be insatiable after today <333

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goldengirliez · 12 days

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oml, please help me, I can't stop thinking about giving head to Manila Mikey.

Idea from this drabble! ☆

02:53 pm

We all know how Mikey is, deep inside that apathetic shell of his, his empty heart and dull eyes, he's aching uncontrollably to feel anything aside from that void that consumes his senseless.

He gets so overwhelmed that he often forgets to eat, shower, and take care of himself with basic actions.

But he has you. His beloved, his light in the darkness, his anchor during the storm that keeps him grounded.

Even on days when intrusive thoughts caress his skin alluringly, you're there to keep them away from your man, you're there and keep him alive.

Just like today.

It's a hot, clammy day: no matter how many windows you may want to open, the air won't just come in to cool down your dripping skin, the oppressive weather creeps through your lungs and violates them, taking away the oxygen you need way too soon.

You're hot, you are bored and you're tired of waiting for your boyfriend to get out of the shower so you can get it all for yourself.

Your bare feet tap softly against the floor, quickly moving towards the bathroom where you left your beloved around thirty minutes ago, ready to scold him for taking so long.

You put your hand on the golden, rusty doorknob and turn it silently. Pushing the wooden panel open with a small "creak" sound, the humidity of the post-shower air invades your senses, inserting in between the fabric of your soft garments and dampening your skin even so slightly.

Your eyes immediately fall on the figure in front of you, seated on the glossy, black stool next to the sink.

Mikey's head is dropped low, his wet liquorice hair is covering his pale, porcelain skin: his onyx eyes are slightly visible to you and they are surely lost in nothingness. He's sitting still, not moving a muscle as if he didn't even notice you enter before.

You're not going to scold that poor angel for a fucking shower: you're going to scold yourself for not taking it with him. He often gets lost in thoughts and that's not a good sign at all.

"'jiro, what's wrong?"

You carefully step closer to him, crouching down to his level and cradling his fluffy cheeks in your hands: slowly blinking his eyes, as if was slowly waking up from a peaceful dream, he looks up at you desperately.

"Please, make them shut the fuck up".

Often the best way to silence your thoughts is to focus on something louder than the voices inside your head.

That's what Mikey needs right now.

Usually, he would let you suck him off to your heart's content but that's not what he needs right now: he needs to feel loved, cared about and seen. He needs to know he's there with you and not anywhere else lost in his mind.

You can feel the hardness of the cold tiles underneath your knees as you kneel in front of him, which is in contrast with the hotness of that cute, pinkish mushroom head of his shaft and the smoothness of his skin in your palm.

Manjiro's eyes are focused on you, just like you asked him to: they are completely blown out, his angelic face has a cherry red hue on his cheeks, and his lips are slightly puffy due to his constant biting in them.

When your tongue gently wraps around the tip and sucks on it harshly, squeezing with your hand the base of his dick (just how he likes it) his onyx irises roll in the back of his skull and his hand goes straight to his mouth, muffling with a hum one of his pretty moans.

Just when you take him deeper, your ears are blessed with his unfiltered voice, a desperate call of your name: you can feel his hardness make its way down your throat gradually, and the salty taste of his pre on your taste buds makes you salivate.

Just when his cock touches the back of your throat your eyes water and not because of the burning sensation or the ache of your jaw but because of his goddamn pretty face.

Manjiro's wet liquorice hair is sticking to his damp forehead due to the water of the shower he took; onyx orbs are staring deeply into your soul, flickering up and down your face not knowing where to focus; sweat is dripping down his defined jaw and sliding on his bobbing adam apple every time he gulps; his black undershirt is sticking to his string chest; his tattooed neck is stretched to the side as he can barely keep his head up due to how good you're making him feel.

He's a masterpiece and he's all yours.

"Baby... Y-You're taking it so fucking deep– oh fuck!"

It wouldn't take long for you to bob your head according to his liking when his calloused hand touches your cheek and smoothly runs up through your hair, gripping it slightly so it won't cover your eyes.

The burn in your throat might be becoming unbearable but having your man scream your name endlessly is what keeps you up: his whole attention is on you, you're the only one he's thinking about, you're the only one he's feeling.

You can feel him throb against the walls of your mouth, his veins pulsating underneath your skilled tongue: you take him out with a slurping sound and begin to fist his cock, squeezing the tip and gripping the base, fiddling with his balls, wanting to coo at him as a last push. Your sugar-coated sweet-nothings are the most sincere as you look into his eyes with heart-shaped ones almost: good boy, I love you, baby, this is all for you.

After a dark time that day, he's finally seeing stars.

Mikey's orbs shine with the tears that roll down his burning cheeks, his voice is desperate and whiny, unable to keep up with the pace you're setting just for him.

Wet, squelching sounds that echo through his ears along with your praises are like a melody and when his hand comes on top of yours as you keep on moving it fast, you know you've done the trick.

"Ah– oh, shit! B-baby, I- I'm- I- please".

As you kiss lovingly his inner thigh which is decorated with every shade of red because of the blooming love marks you gave him, he feels a shock of electricity run down his spine.

As a blissed cry of your name booms out of his chest, his eyes scrunch shut and his head gets thrown back, you're already there to put your mouth on his throbbing tip and keep his love seed into your mouth, safe and sound.

He takes a while to calm down, but when he does he doesn't hesitate to get you on his lap and hug you close, whispering with a heavy breath how much he loves you, how grateful he is for having you by his side and an endless string of thank you.

You're both dripping in sweat, fuming due to the heated act you had so the sudden thin, delicate breeze that comes in from the bathroom door makes you sigh contently.

Manjiro's the one to speak first "I guess we need to shower again", he chuckles... His genuine laugh makes your lips curl into a fond smile as you take his hand in yours and kiss his knuckles gently.

"I'll do it with you so I'll keep the bad thoughts away this time".

He loved the sound of that.

I'm experimenting with new kinds of writing so I don't know how I feel about this drabble: it was simply living in my head rent-free–

I hope you enjoyed reading this drabble!

English isn't my first language so I apologise for any mistakes!

Sending y'all hugs. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ࣪ ˖

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kisakis-boyfriend · 5 months

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[Transcription: Saw your tags on that need to impregnate a man post. Firstly I'd like to volunteer Draken, he's got them tig ol' bitties for a reason. Secondly, even if Kisaki could never get pregnant hes deserves to be bred at all times, like fill him up and then plug his holes so he can walk around all nice and stuffed with come. End transcription]

I definitely see Draken with a breeding kink. He strikes me as a family man, so the thought of getting pumped full of cum and having your kids? Delicious~

Kisaki with a little belly bulge though- 👀 He has trouble walking after being filled and filled and filled and filled and filled and fi-

Rubbing your hand on his belly while you're rutting into his pussy or his ass, telling him that he's your perfect little wife and jerking his pretty cock/massaging his pretty clit UGH- Who said that 😳

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midnightblues444 · 11 months

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Jaded |

situationship!various x fem!reader

Content warnings: smut and toxic relationship

A/n: Was listening to jaded by drake and thought of this, also been way too busy lately but dont worry things are cominggg

"I miss u"

He stares at the notification intently, after a while he can feel his heart beating steadily again. You haven't spoken in a month or so, mostly because of you, so instead of an apology you decide to text him this shit

Typical

Your relationship was- or is a complicated thing to explain.

It began with a mutual agreement that neither of you are " looking for a relationship at this point" and how you both "just want to keep it casual". To be honest he can't really label what exactly you agreed to, but he just went with it cause the sex is really good.

Usually he's a logical person by nature, never straying from his "no strings attached" rules, he finally crumbled after meeting his match, shreds of logic slipping between those prettily manicured fingers of yours.

You changed everything for him, from how he thought to how he acts. From the first time you fucked, there was something compelling him not to ghost you like the other girls, he was so drawn you, he became whipped.

Your situationship was fun at first, he enjoyed reaping all the rewards of low commitment by having chemistry like no other with you.

That was before jealousy crept in, along with the sudden question of "what are we". That's when the arguments really began. Angry sex, petty acts to make the other jealous, what you had became a mess that you said "you need a break from".

And now youre saying; you miss him

Confusing, that's what this is. He doesn't understand you, he doesn't understand who he is with you, he doesn't understand why he's pulling on his shoes and slipping a condom into his jeans.

When he finds himself at your doorstep he simply knocks, he didnt bother texting back because he knows you well enough. Opening the door, you're half surprised, taking merely a second to process the fact that he was here announced, allowing him in without hesitation.

You hug him, tight. Whispering I missed yous into his chest, he cant help but hug you back wrapping you in his big arms, he missed you too after all. The conversation is a brief breakdown figuring out if you need to be angry at eachother or not. A type of small talk where you both passively check loyalty during your "break" .

He asks you how you've been and hat you been up to fighting the urge to ask who've you been up to, concluding that he doesn't want to fight about it.

He kisses you instead, hot and desperate, big hands tracing the curves of your body. Your hands are in his hair, pulling him impossibly closer, you get lost in the familiarity of it all the heat between you getting hotter. He knows your apartment well, never needing to break the kiss while guiding you to the room.

You don't make it all the way to the bed, finding refuge on your dresser. "God I missed you " he says breathless once your shirts gone, pulling down your shorts.

Such a gentlemen, doing all the work for you,

In one motion his shirt is gone, and hes unbuttoned his pants. His focus is directed at your neck, and tits. Bruises and bites begin to decorate your skin. Placing a condom wrapper between his teeth, he starts to release himself from his boxers.

"Need some help there sweets?" you ask sweetly, mischief stretching across your face. He nods, and let's you take the condom out. Touching him teasingly before slipping it on his length,

"Fuck" he whispers watching intently, as you align him with your entrance, slowly sliding in.

You hum at the sensation, deciding to place your hands on his shoulders. Its a gentle harshness he grips your hips with, firmly pulling you close as he begins rythmically rolling into your spot.

His pace harsh as he breathlessly groans into the crook of your neck, the sound of skin clapping fills the room along with your sinful whimpers and his deep groans

Theres no place he'd rather be than inside you is all he thinks

DABI, Hawks, Aizawa, Rindou, Hanma, RAN, Baji, Draken, Suna, Atsumu, Geto, Gojo, sakuna, TOJI , Eren

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saetoru · 2 years

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THIN PATIENCE — RYUGUJI “DRAKEN” KEN.

「 SYNOPSIS 」 ⋮ draken + public sex - in which you can’t help but let your hands wander as your boyfriend rides his bike

♱ kinktober ⋮ find the masterlist here !!

♱ length ⋮ 1.5k words

♱ contents ⋮ nsfw and 18+ content, fem! reader, public sex, hand jobs, slight overstimulation, use of petnames (princess + baby)

♱ notes ⋮ another repost left and then we will have paid homage to last years failed kinktober rnsjdsj

the night air is crisp on your skin as you wrap your arms around draken’s neck, pulling him into a quick kiss once the door is locked. the shop’s been busy as of late, and after months and months of watching draken struggle to get it up and running, you’re happy for him, you really are—but lately…you crave a bit more attention. he’s barely even had a second to spare all day to get up and eat lunch, let alone entertain you in your hunt for his attention.

but right now—right now, he’s all yours, and you plan on using that to your advantage.

it’s a little risky, trying things with him that test his patience, but you want to push him to his limit, want to make his veins pop and his composure snap, want to make him give in and finally have his way with you—which ultimately means you’ve had your way with him too.

“barely have any time for you anymore,” draken hums softly, "you wanna go for a ride, princess?” he grins as he asks you in between kisses, his rough hands finding their rightful spot on your hips.

you’ve been patiently waiting for this question, for this moment—and a grin of your own stretching across your lips as you hum, the beginning chips of your plan falling right where you want.

“course i do, kenny.” one hand trails down his chest, roaming over the muscles of his pecs and abs, making him chuckle lightly.

he’s always been built rather large, but the years have done him good. his towering height’s put on a few more inches, his muscles bulge a bit more, his chest is a bit broader, and any remnants of the boy you’d known draken as before have grown into a man.

“then let’s go, baby,” he presses a few kisses to your jaw. “need a de-stressor after this week,” he mumbles.

in your head, you’re satisfied to know that you’ll be giving him just that.

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the wind on your face as draken speeds faster down the highway is all too refreshing. the cramped garage of his shop has been all you’ve been seeing in your spare time anymore, the need to keep your boyfriend company overwhelming your urges to go do anything else. and you love keeping him company, love being in his presence more than anything, but the empty walls of his shop have been a tiring scene to say the least—and this, this is nice, you think.

draken seems rather happy too, his lips are stretched into a grin and his shoulders are less tense, the muscles rippling through the collared shirt of his uniform even as they’re relaxed. you trail your hands down his chest, rubbing over his abs while he glances momentarily at you over his shoulder.

“keep your hands to yourself, baby,” he grins playfully, and you can feel the small chuckle he lets out through the rumble of his chest as your hands glide back over it.

“can’t, you’re too pretty, ken,” you murmur, pressing a sweet kiss to his shoulder blade through the fabric. he shudders slightly. “been waiting for you the whole day,” you pout into his ear.

clearing his throat, he lets out a gruff, “hey,” as a warning, but you don’t pay any mind to that—your hands trail lower, and lower, and lower— “princess,” draken growls. “what are you doing?”

“just having fun,” you grin, and your palm glides over his crotch, gently feeling over his dick print as he grits his teeth. he looks around, and the highway’s almost empty, but he still doesn’t appreciate the circumstances.

“well, have fun somewhere else—ngh,” he cuts himself with a grunt when you squeeze his half-hard cock through his pants (he’s silently mad at himself for letting himself be so affected), pumping him as much as you can until a tent forms. “h-hey, i’m serious.”

you wish you can find it in yourself to care about his warnings—but you can’t. and you’re sure you’ll pay the price heavily for it later, but that only excites you further.

reaching into his pants, you grab his erection, cheek resting on his back as you pull his pulsing member from his confinements. you smear the pre cum from the tip along the thick girth of his cock, stroking him languidly and drinking in the sounds of his gasps and choked-out groans.

if only you could actually see him, but this will do for now.

“are you kiddin’ me,” he hisses. “have you lost your fucking mind?”

“maybe,” you chuckle, batting your lashes even if he won’t see.

rolling your palm in circles around his tip, you can just barely make out the long, drawn-out moan he lets out, the wind hissing around you muffling the sweet sounds he makes as you fist him tightly—he’s always been sensitive at the head, and you’ve always used that to your advantage too. his thighs are tensing at the smallest bits of friction, and you wish you could only face him to watch his face scrunch with pleasure.

“fuck,” he whispers, letting out a shaky sigh when your other hand reaches over his hips and cups his balls. you doubt anyone you pass by would really notice, draken’s going much too fast, and it’s much too dark, and no one would really think to look at his crotch, but still. the fact that your boyfriend is currently riding down the highway, dick out and open, hard and aching for release leaves you desperately aroused. “fuckin’ hell, either put my dick away or do something,” he growls at you. “and be quick.”

with a giggle, you decide on the latter, wrapping your hand around his cock and starting a quick rhythm, stroking his length as your other hand cups his balls again, massaging them lightly. he moans, forcing himself to keep his head upright and not thrown back like he desperately wants, keeping his eyes on the road.

“you’ve been working so hard, ken,” you say smoothly. “thought i’d help relieve the stress you were talking about earlier—and you look so good in your uniform,” you add. “my pretty boy.”

he doesn’t have the patience to let the praise stroke his ego, too focused on the throbbing of his member in your hands. and you don’t have patience either, it seems—otherwise, you wouldn’t be pumping his cock out in the open like this, trying to pull an orgasm from him while he’s taking you both on a ride around the city.

“fuck, go faster,” he demands, his hips bucking ever so slightly to meet your fist’s movements. and you’d give everything to have your boyfriend cum right now, to have his body tense with his back pressing to your chest, shooting ropes of cum that splatter against his precious bike, out in the open for anyone to witness if they’d just look a little closer.

so you move your hand faster, squeezing at the base of his shaft before stroking up, thumb grazing his slit and making him cry out each time.

he’s moaning loudly by now, with no efforts to hold back or stay quiet. the broken strings of curses falling from his lips leave your thighs begging to close shut to relieve the heat pooling at your core. you can feel his chest rising and falling erratically as he pants, trying to keep his hips in place, fighting the urge to thrust into your hand. the bike swerves a little every now and then, and with a harsh squeeze of his balls and one more glide of your thumb through his weeping slit, he’s cumming with a loud, strangled cry of your name.

“god—fuck, baby,” he groans, body shuddering as he tenses his thighs. the ropes of cum that shoot from his tip leave him clenching his handlebars tightly, teeth gritting as he forces his eyes to remain open. “fuck—fuck, that feels good,” he says shakily, letting out a soft whine when your hands don’t stop even as he finishes. “shit, ‘m fuckin’ done. cut it out,” he hisses.

but you don’t listen, stroking his sensitive dick, hand coated in his thick cum, using it as a lubricant while you rub your thumb over his vein. you like the thrill of your position, how he’s literally in the palm of your hand and out for display, how he can’t do anything else but take it. he lets out a small whimper as your hand keeps the steady friction against his sensitive cock, and the sound shoots straight to your core.

“too much,” he all but whines. “f-fuck, ‘s too much, baby,” he grunts. chuckling, you stroke him one last time, smiling at the way he shudders before kissing his shoulder and pulling away. he’s still catching his breath when you tuck him back into his soiled pants, and before you can say anything, he’s swerving to take the nearest exit.

“wha—ken, you’re going the wrong—”

“we’re taking a detour,” he sneers. “someone has to be taught a lesson for being such a shameless brat.”

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poohbea · 2 years

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Hey Pooh

Hope your having a good day or night. I just want you to imagine this for me, you don't have to write anything because I know your having a little writers block, but it's your decision if you want to or not.

Imagine Draken coming back from the military ( whether he was a marine, navy, army, etc) surprising his chubby s/o and she tries to make him dinner but he stops her and says " but baby I'm not hungry for dinner, I'm hungry for you" *draken signature smirk*

Low-key I just died. Plus Kenny would look so hot with military attire on. Oh dear lord

sha shaaaaa my babyyyy, my day is going well, got up late today hahaha. ALSO, IM IMAGINING, TRUST ME IM IMAGINING. imma write a little something because it’s you and i can’t not.

military husband!draken x fem!chubby!reader

content: oral (receiving), pet names (baby, sweetheart), getting eaten out on the kitchen counter, neediness cause he hasn’t seen you in a long time, unfinished smut

Draken ruffles his hair with a towel as he enters the kitchen, stray water droplets speckling his skin in doing so. He watches you tend to the pot you have on the stove, unaware of his presence just a few paces behind you.

You hummed to the song playing in the background, his shirt adorning your frame swaying in a baggy mess that sat just below your ass. Oh, how he missed this, how he missed you. How he yearned for you during those lonely nights at the compound, your voice, your bubbly aura, your cooking. The scent of hot curry filled the room in a shroud that made his mouth water. However, food was the last thing on his mind right now.

“Mm, my favourite.” He purrs, slipping his hands around your waist.

You giggle in surprise, leaning your head against his, comfortably. “I know how much you hated the MRE's at base so I thought I'd make your favourite.”

“I wasn't talking about the food, baby.” He whispers, kissing just below your earlobe.

“Oh, is that so?” You tease, exhaling as his fingers path their way down your stomach, snaking beneath the thin cotton of your t-shirt.

“No panties?” He smirks, digits welcomed by the warmth of your thighs.

“Just the way you like it.” A sigh escapes you when he begins to circle your clit, your own fingers combing through his black locks tickling your neck.

“You spoil me, baby.” The low baritone of his voice turns your mind fuzzy, his hips rocking slowly into your backside. He watches the curry bubble in the saucepan, free hand switching the knob on the stove to off. “How about we skip dinner?” He growls, nipping at the juncture between your shoulder and neck.

“But I thought you were hungry.”

“Mm, not for dinner, baby.” You turn in his arms, hard nipples grazing against his chest beneath your shirt. He laughs at your playfully skeptical expression, hands finding purchase in the softness of your ass. “Plus, I always preferred to have my desert first anyway.”

“Corny as usual, that’s one thing I didn’t miss.” He mimics your cheeky smile, brow raised in challenge at your statement.

“Oh, now I know that’s a lie.” His fingertips descend to the back of your thighs before lifting you effortlessly, wrapping your legs around his waist. “You missed me." He steps forward to sit you on the countertop, hands moulded to the curve of your ass as he pulls you to the edge. "You missed these hands." His lips caress the dip of your collarbone, tongue laving heat into the flushed skin. "You missed these lips." He kisses past your navel, parting your thighs to settle between them on his knees. "You missed this tongue." Your gasp sets him off as he paths a long stripe over your clit, the sweetness of your arousal egging him on further as it dances on his taste buds.

"Okay, okay. I may have missed it a little bit- fuck." He chuckles at your weak moan, tongue dipping into your wet heat, unyielding in his movements. "Okay! A lot, a lot."

"Mm, that's what I thought." Your hips buck when he sucks on your clit, a delicious whine cascading from those pillowy lips of yours as he continues his assault.

"'Ken, please, fuck!" You cry, your weak attempts at running halted by his large hands rounding your thighs, delving deeper into the paradise of your pussy.

"Uh, uh, we're not stopping till I'm done eating." He smirks as he blooms a hickey on your inner thigh. "And unfortunately for you sweetheart, I'm starving."

tags: @gardenof-venus, @sailewhoremoon, @okhotel, @xharia, @sakinotfound, @hoohoohope

#forgive me if this is garbage but this is my attempt at breaking my writer's block #i tried sha sha i tried #cause this was just too good not to write #you forced my hand #pooh's thirsts ♡#tokyo revengers #tokrev #draken smut #draken x reader #draken #draken x female reader #draken x chubby reader #chubby reader smut #chubby reader

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bunnyyamor · 2 years

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It was a known thing that u didn’t sleep w underwear on. U learned it’s good to let her breathe. So when u met draken and u both moved in together u had to tell him that u slept w no undies. Babes, wasn’t a problem for him. Or was it? It would be so fuckin hard for him…literally. Ur sleeping, sound asleep. Blankets off cuz it was summer, ur sweating hot. Draken is only in sweats and he just cannot go to sleep naur it ain’t happening bc ur ass is literally grinding against his clothed dick and u ain’t got panties on. Ur literally taking his already hardening cock between ur ass and pulling and causing friction. Ken looks between u two and blows out a grunt. It feels good, “y/n, baby, wake up. Look at what ur doing to me.” He’d laugh. That’s when he would notice nah u out cold. He would look around and then have a smirk on his face. Evil smirk. He’s lick his fingers and raise ur leg a little. U would stir in ur sleep and make cute little noises making Ken shush u softly, kissing ur forehead, “I know baby ur so tired. But just take this in. Atta girl,” his two fingers would play w ur clit and pussy, playing with ur soft folds and his fingers rubbed ur clit in a circle. “That’s it baby.” He’d whisper in ur ear as he licks his fingers again to then put them inside u. Finally u moan in ur sleep and r groaning back and forth, biting ur lip. Draken lazily pumps his fingers in and out, causing ur pussy to get wetter and wetter. “Mmmm draken,” u subconsciously hump ken’s hands. “That’s it sweetheart, u can take it.” He kisses ur neck, smelling ur kitties scent already in the air. Finally he can tell ur almost there and glides his wet fingers a little faster back and forth, ur leg up by him holding it. Ur pussy clenches against his fingers and ur toes and face scrunch a little. U make a hmmm sound of satisfaction and draken puts ur fingers in his mouth to taste u. He loves now he has ur smell all over him. He looks down to see u made a little stain on his sweats and he too as well. His precum seeping thru his pants. When he looks up he sees u, eyes open half lidded w a smile on ur face. “That’s felt good, babe.” U would chuckle. “Now let me do the same to u.”

#tokyorev thirst #cry baby *🧸*#tokyo revengers smut #draken smut #draken x reader #ken ryuguji #ken ryuuguji x y/n #ken ryuguji smut #ken ryuuguji x reader #ken ryuuguji fluff #ken ryuuguji imagines #ken ryuuguji x you

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arlerts-angel · 2 months

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thinking about him 🩷😩‼️ and how much i love him. how badly i want him to **** **, **** ** , and ***** ** **.

#💬 — mack's motor mouth #text post #🧃— draken thirsting #ZAMN ZADDY #you so fineee 😩‼️#my pookie wookie bear

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theghooligan · 1 year

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me: watches the end credits of episode 2

them: here’s black haired mikey. as a small treat.

me: and i took that personally

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izvmimi · 9 months

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cw: minors dni. smut. fellatio!

Your head dips to press your lips around a blush darkened cockhead, giving it a soft teasing peck first, then looking at your partner with intention before letting your mouth stretch thick and wide to accept more of him.

From this vantage point, your body on all fours digging into the plushness of a mattress, he has a fine view of the length of your back, the dip of your spine and the round of your rear end at once. He moans your name as you move forward, brave, letting yourself gag around him. He knows he’s stretching you, and his hand reaches to feel the strain on your pretty neck. Back first, then front.

He coos words of encouragement - that’s my good girl, taking all my cock like this, letting me work every hole, yea? - and maybe wipes away a couple of tears as he moves slowly, fucking your face as tenderly as he can in this position, caressing the top of your head with each stroke.

And then he tips over with a moan, in which the fingers of his left hand twist into your hair and his other hand wraps around your throat, letting some of the thick semen hit the back of your throat and pulling out to spill the rest onto your beautiful face.

#mimi thirsts #this was originally a draken this years ago #help #anyway!

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vampfuyu · 2 years

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sucking draken‘s balls while he throws his head back & coos praises, "oh shit...now that‘s a good girl" "keep sucking on ‘em baby" "ah shit! you‘re doing so good, so good..." mmm i would love to suck draken‘s balls & have me whisper me some praises :<

#tokyo rev draken #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo rev smut #ryuguji ken x reader #thirsts

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novistarplanet · 1 year

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imagine draken big hands on your waist guiding you as you slowly gaining the rhythm riding his dick meanwhile emma is kissing you while sitting on he’s face

#novi thirsts #draken x reader #emma sano #yes i am writing poly #i love them sm #aged up!!

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7inaa · 2 years

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“Rin im paying, and that’s final.”

You say reaching into your prada saffino purse that matches your saffino pumps, a gift from Rin. The same man who is sitting across from you, wearing a black pure silk shirt with the buttons open, showcasing his toned chest and inky tattoos. Black slacks that further accentuate his thick thighs and long legs and Valentino loafers, his Arabic cologne filling the top floor of this restaurant with a sweet and musky scent. Not a heavy or intense fragrance, just enough to know people know he’s a man of luxury. He looks at you long and hard before shifting his hips leaning back, rolling his neck and answering.

“No”

He scoffs deep and soft, almost- no offended that you even thought to offer when he knows, when you know he’s always got it covered. Ignoring him you call for the check, card in hand ready to swipe your pink personalised card, a little excited, very confident. But before you see it. a whiff of his cologne caught your nose and in a flash and your card is no longer in your hand. In shock, your eyes flit to his only to see him twirling your card through fingers while resting his elbows on the table, eyes low and somehow glowing micheviously. A small hint of warning swirling in those histeria coloured irises too.

“Don’t be difficult darling, I said I always, always got you, okay?”

Other hand reaching out to squeeze yours lovingly before bringing it to his plump lips to seal the promise.

“If you want to treat me so bad, we should be heading home right?” He gives a handsome crooked smile, showing his sharp canines that will hopefully be in your neck later, you nod and give a small smile back.

“Check please”

#vinawrites #rinꨄ #rindou fluff #rindou x reader smut #haitani rindou x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #rindou smut #rindo haitani #x black reader #x black!reader #tr x you #tokyo revengers drabbles #rindou thirst #Rindou Drabble #rindou x black!reader #tokyo revengers mikey #mikey x reader #draken x reader smut

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