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screampied · 2 months

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"Just the tip" trope w/ jjk men?👁️👁️

໒꒱ ₊˚ ‘ JUST THE TIP, GIRL ! ’﹒⺡

ᡣ𐭩 feat. sukuna, choso, nanami, geto, gojo

ᡣ𐭩 total wc. 3.2k

ᡣ𐭩 warnings. fem! reader, mdni, overstim, unprotected, true form sukuna, praise, dirty talk, quickies, dry humping, whiney men, choking, inplied breeding, hitting it raw.

࣪. ᨳ GOJO SATORU. ࣪

“princess, you’re killing me,” gojo whimpers, feeling you casually move your hips against him. he’s staring at you, glossed lips just trembling. with two rough hands attached to your waist, he faintly strokes a thumb beneath the fabric that stuck beside your skin. “the tip. please.”

“wait a little,” you hum, making his back hit against the softly padded pillow. gojo grunts, the smooth part of your panties glissading back and forth on his length. his boxers was lazily pulled down, and he was all exposed…all warm. you felt a tiny veiny poke through, skimming against your entrance and you giggle before leaning up close to his ear. “oh sorry, did you say something? i can’t understand when you mumble, baby.”

gojo lightly throws his head back, grabbing a chunk of your ass before his right thigh bounces in utter anticipation. “f-fuck, don’t whisper in my ear like that,” and his voice was so shaky—he starts to pant frantically, just imagining being inside of you again. “you fuckin’ heard me.”

“remember who’s on top of you,” you tease, pressing a kiss near the corner of his mouth. for a split second, you heard gojo gulp, bright blue irises meeting your gaze. now that made him hard. shivers run all over his body the moment he feels you wrap a hand over his shaft, staring to realign yourself. “but fine, lie back…princess.”

soft puffs of breath escape past his mouth as he stares at you, a near smirk stretching against his pink lips. “bratty girl. quit talkin’ ‘n just ride me, how about that.”

“for all i care, you can just get yourself off,” you snicker. after you speak, gojo immediately shuts up the moment his leaky tip just barely hovers beneath your slick entrance.

with a clenched jaw, he presses his lips shut, a soft whine running past his lips to moment you start to jerk. “lot of mouth for how needy you are to be inside, ‘toru.”

“s-shut up,” he grumbles, and it’s cute. the attitude in his voice. the slight rasp to it, even the adorable flush that crept onto both sides of his temples.

gojo craved more, his mouth started to heavily salivate just imagining being inside of you. pumping you full of thick inches for the umpteenth time. “god, i just— i need you. know i said the tip but i just want you.”

you pepper a kiss near the corner of his mouth, and his first reaction was to kiss back ; he misses, making him cause himself to dreadfully whine.

lips forming a sweet desperate ‘o’ he leans back before gripping your hip tightly. you whisper, slowly sinking down into his length. “you can never make up your mind,” you purr, and the silk that ran against your voice.

“say one thing then you want another,” you continue, and he leans into your touch. he grows hard inside you, warmth swallowing you entirely.

gojo’s ears perked at the sound of your voice, the softness air that danced against his earlobe from your breathe.

he couldn’t help but pant, awaiting to have you sunk all the way down to the base. “you keep whinin' everytime i don’t give your lips any attention,” and for a brief moment, gojo’s eyes meet yours again, he feels so hot. you talking to him in such a sweet way like that only makes him feel ten times hotter. “you want a kiss?”

“i … i wanna kiss ‘n pump you full at the same time,” he says in a single breath. the hold you had on him was so heady.

gojo can’t stop himself from feeling all over your body, he felt giddy. in the best way possible. the way your cunt gradually went down on him. you made sure to take your time just to tease him a bit more. gojo’s pout doesn’t take long to make an appearance on him. “just…touch me… just want a taste of my girl while s-she’s on top.”

but the moment you were all the way down…

you felt his dick stretch you out for how many times again, you suppress a moan. leaning in, you squeeze gojo’s lips together playfully—bringing him into a sloppy kiss. his favorite kind of kisses.

the kind where your tongue would slide against his in such a messy way, he’d suck on yours before moaning right into your mouth. a single make out session with gojo was enough to make you pulse through your pulled to the side panties.

“i’m n-not gonna last with you grinding against me like that,” he whimpers, nearly having the wind being snatched out of him the moment you start up a rhythmic grind. “ride me jus’ like that,” he’d pant, and as you tantalizingly ghost a hand up his abs, you intentional make him shudder within your hold.

gojo pauses, grabbing your wrist. with a swift lick of his lips, he uses another hand to spank your ass, another to make your hand wrap around his neck. “choke me. choke me while y-you ride me, baby. please?”

. ᨳ NANAMI KENTO.

“i don’t want you to overwork yourself, sweetheart,” nanami says in a hushed tone. in the midst of you having your hands kneading through flour, you’re bent over the counter.

“have i,” he started, pausing to kiss near your nape. he was so close you felt his bulge prop up against you, “told you,” he halts again, a hand snaking around your waist, “how pretty you look in sundresses?”

“no,” you nearly slip off a moan, trying to avert your gaze back towards the bowl that had your hands covered in dough. his touch felt so good, he was gentle with you. nanami sneaks a kiss near the corner of your neck before you gasp. he pants your legs just a bit before kissing down your back. chastely. “the food, baby.”

nanami huffs, softly ghosting a thumb beside the exposed skin near your back. “you’re an amazing cook sweetheart, but ‘m hungry for something else,” and his words were so warm, smooth and all. the moment he murmurs tender in a soft voice against your ear. it was enough to make you immediately throb. “i want a little of your attention, just…a little.”

“okay,” you mutter, gnawing on the skin of your lip once he hurriedly moves your panties towards the side. a dripping soaked mess, nanami couldn’t help but stare for a bit. he was already insanely hard. his touch, it was so sensually smooth. with a single hand on your hip, you let off a sweetened mewl once you suddenly feel the throbbing tip of nanami’s dick glide against your folds. “k-kento, fuck.”

“missed bein' inside my wife,” he rasps, and he’s so pushed up against you it makes him dizzy. nanami eases his was inside, stretching you gingerly before you left off a sweet whimper. “you always know how to bend over for me like a good girl,” he purrs, bringing another amount of kisses towards the back part of your neck.

his breathing becomes unsteady and irregular, the thin fabric of your sundress, he has a firm grip on it. “was…was gonna give you the tip but i just wanna pump you full, sweetheart,” and you bite your lip, feeling the tips of his fingers brush against your ass. “give you.. a baby or two.”

nanami had you leaning forward, your hands were still in the bowl of ingredients before he hesitates. his voice cracks, pitching high for a concise moment. for the first time, you were hearing a needy nanami. “will you let me stuff you full? tell me in that pretty voice of yours.”

his words, it struck right into your heart and in the process—right between your legs. you felt sticky, a bit moist just from nanami grinding up against you. whenever it came to you, he just couldn’t contain himself.

“y-yes, please kento,” you’d whimper out, feeling two big hands of his caress your ass. he groans, so thick and big…yet so tender with the way he relaxed himself inside. such gummy walls hugging him so tight and close, it makes his jaw tense in a thirsty manner. “just fuck me, baby. i want you so bad.”

“wanted you more,” he whispers. a stroke of his, lightly shoving his hips into you—you gasp, nearly dropping the dishes. “s-sorry, honey. might wanna hold on. ‘s gonna get a bit messy,” and as he says that, a soft chortles flies past his lips. nanami teasingly runs the cold band of his watch down your back, watching you cutely squirm. “but i’ll clean you right up, i love when my sweetheart’s a little nasty.”

ᨳ SUKUNA RYŌMEN.

ironically enough, you’d be the one asking sukuna. he’d have the snuggest grin on his lips, buff arms crossed towards his chest whilst you straddled him.

“speak, girl,” and you suddenly grow shy, being propped up on the king's lap. his voice was a deep pitched low, fully stirring you up from the inside. sukuna cups your chin, making it hard for you to avoid his gaze before he murmurs. “tell me what you most desire, little concubine.”

“i want…” you start to speak before trailing off. his gaze, it was never not intimidating. for a split second, you could just about make out a mere small smirk lingering against his lips. sukuna brings a hand toward your waist, softly stroking your skin before you intake a sharp breath. “i want to feel you f-from the inside, ‘kuna. just the tip, please?”

“awwww,” he purrs, and he’s sat manspread. his grip he had on your hip, the way his fingers tenderly strokes beneath the thin straps of your panties. needless to say, it had you soaked.

“just can’t get enough, huh? was last night not enough to satisfy you?” and he takes pride in the pout that goes against your lips. “go ahead then. show me how needy you can be.”

his words had such smugness to it, you whimpered with such exasperation. eagerly springing his length out, not wanting to waste anymore time. sukuna stares at you, a low grunt slithers past his lips before you’re just hovering over his fat tip.

it was glistening with pre-cum, you let off a soft coo, making his tip swipe and smear all over your glistening folds. “s-sukuna, i want you. i want more.”

“greedy girl,” he snickers, and you suddenly felt small. being sat on his lap, his frame was so big. a lot bigger and broader than you. sukuna’s base was hefty, it jolted against his leg the moment you pushed yourself forward. he leans in as if he was about to kiss you. instead, he cups your grin again, multiple eyes staring right into the depths of your soul before whispering out a husky, “no one’s stopping you, princess.”

you moaned, his words was enough to get you dripping like a faucet between your legs—how embarrassing…

within moments, you sink down a bit further, and he’s huge. you feel his dick reach everywhere, such thickness it has your mouth salivating. “f-fuck, ‘kuna,” and his ears perk at the sound of your voice. the bitter sweetness to it. you were always so whiney, growing quiet every few seconds to hear the squelches your pussy made in retaliation. huffing and puffing, your eye-lids grew heavy, he was insanely packed. you felt him everywhere, and once you finally sat down against his base, you pull him into a hug. “so.. so big, stretching me.”

“…oh, don’t tell me that’s all,” sukuna grumbled cheekily, feeling your frame. he creates a fake pout, unreservedly mimicking the pout you had on your own face earlier. “you said just the tip but you can barely handle a few inches, concubine.”

he chuckles darkly, watching your cute face fall. you try to pivot your hips but not even seconds later. you end up making a mess on his lap, bundles of nerves sending you shockwaves. sukuna smiles, bringing a kiss towards the corner of your mouth. “hm. looks like someone needs more training,” and with a sly eyebrow raise, he brings you towards his chest, petting your hair. “if you can barely handle the tip, what makes you think you can handle both of my cocks, princess?”

ᨳ SUGURU GETŌ.

geto would be occupying himself with something, you’re doing nothing but of course—straddling his lap. not a single thought in your mind.

he doesn’t mind it, he enjoys feeling your body all propped up against his. he takes the opportunity to gently snake an arm around your waist, holding you close. although, at this particular point you’d be basically cockwarming him.

“just the tip, you say, suguru,” you utter with a mere hint of sass on your tone. he smiles to himself, your back facing his chest. he’s so warmish, his body heat nearly radiates off of you. skin to skin, it forever felt so intimate. despite the two of you doing nothing but just staying still. “you just wanna fuck me.”

“princess, i wanna hold you and fuck you. ‘s a difference,” and his voice was a bit hoarse—it was unintentionally attractive. he’s sneaking a plethora of kisses down your neck, giving your collarbone a soft suck before he reaches down between your legs. “spread these for me, don’t be shy.”

such thickness to him, it made you swallow, recollecting your thoughts…speaking of thoughts, as mentioned earlier…

your brain was empty. all you could focus on was how stretched you were getting. you were soaking his shaft down to its full supreme—and the last thing you expect is for geto to start rubbing mean circles against your clit. your body’s initial reaction was to lean back against him, and he chuckles, cooing out a, “ooooh.”

“s-suguruuu, fuck,” you’d sniffle, feeling the rotation of his palm creating a circulation motion. he was always so good with his hands. while being stuffed full, he had a free hand maneuvering all sorts of shapes over your folds. “feel so full, jus’ fuck me already.”

“say pretty please ‘n i’ll consider it, baby.”

“you heard what i sai—”

“girl, don’t try me.”

you moan, feeling him spank your cunt at your abrupt sudden brattiness. as your head slumps back against geto, he caresses your entrance before grabbing ahold of your hips. “let’s try this again, yeah?”

through clenched teeth and a cute pout, you huff out a, “…pretty please, suguru.”

he chuckles, and you shudder at the brief sensation of his throbbing mushroom tip just sensually dragging against your core. you gnaw on your lip, digging your nails into the thin fabric of his shorts.

he adores your body language, how adorable—your back arches, and you can barely hold still. all due to his touch, his words, and even the warmth of his breath colliding against your skin.

“good girl. ‘s more like it,” he whispers, and you couldn’t hold in your moans the moment he starts to make you bounce on his cock. you’re a mess, head still leaning back against his cheek, geto faintly wraps a hand around your throat. “should hear how silly you sound for me. whiney girl, fuck…”

and that’s when a hand of his roams up your body, feeling near your chest. he gives your perky nipples a soft pinch and you whine, feeling yourself continue to grow hotter and hotter between your legs. “want attention here too, baby?”

pathetically, you nod, still taking inch after inch inside of your gummy walls. “course ya do,” he teases, sneaking a kiss near the inside of your neck again. “but before we do that,” and you feel your hips come to a terse stop. you pout, feeling two hands of geto’s rapidly stop your hips, and he pulls you closer so he could speak.

with a hand gently caressing near your throat, another prying your legs open for him once more…edging you, he says, “we gotta work on those manners. not gonna let a brat cum on me, sorry princess.”

ᨳ CHOSO KAMO.

“baby,” he says in a sweet, drowsy murmur. choso has you laid flat down. while trailing and skimming a few fingers down your spine—he makes your tummy meekly press right into the cushioned mattress.

“i wanna.. i wanna try something,” and as he’s speaking, you grow quiet, enjoying the hot touch of his fingers. “remember when you asked to see how fast i could last with jus’ the tip in you?”

“mhmm.” you oblige, teasingly hum as a response. you could hear the near shakiness coming from his voice. albeit, you couldn’t particularly see his gaze, but you’d bet money he was just staring right at your body…specifically, from the waist down.

choso kisses his teeth, and you hear a bit of shuffling, “okay. ‘cause, you’re all laid out for me ‘n i just wanna…” he precipitously pauses, feeling you playfully wriggle your ass against him and he groans. “don’t…don’t do that, do tease me.”

“then go ahead, ‘m waiting for you, choso.” you’d titter, awaiting for him to finally come inside—it doesn’t take long.

momentarily, just seconds later…his fat leaky tip was swiftly rubbing against your hole. he starts to pant, long strands of hair running down his back from each particular moment.

he was heavily impatient.

his mind roamed, just a single look at your slick entrance and he’s licking his lips. all he saw was his imagination of loads of his own seed pouring out of your folds.

“nice ‘n warm for me,” he huffs out, clouds of his own breath departing from his lips. choso’s ears, the very tips of them burned with an scorching hot. “always take me so well.”

“f-fuckkk, choso,” you’d gasp, feeling your cunt swallow him easily. he was slow, a single hand attached to your waist.

a soft whimper leaves from choso’s mouth, simply from the way your ass was all pressed up against him. with just a single bit of a hover, he leans forward and he delays his weight just briefly on top of you. “told you, could barely handle just the tip.”

“just lie back ‘n let me give this body the—the attention it deserves,” he grunts, and his stuttering was quite cute.

choso lost all of his composure the moment he was just a few slim inches inside your cunt. squeezing him down so tightly, he watches as his own length gradually disappear between your folds.

“soaking me so good, should be a crime to be this w-wet,” and he nearly finds himself drooling, letting off a cute gasp once he hears that loud squelch. you gripped around him so good, it gave him whiplash … his head spun.

his breathing became erratic, and whenever choso grows out to be excited or far too buoyant than he needed to be, he ends up finishing early. and that’s exactly what he did. a flush goes over his face, as well as with a pout.

“s-shit,” he whimpers, barely even lasting as long as he anticipated. but he couldn’t help it. not with how tightly you maintained a heavy grip on him with your sweetened cunt.

his dick, it had length for sure, and poked against every orifice throughout your sweet cunt.

“wet girl,” he purrs, and starts to ramble to himself, observing his own thick ropes slowly spew outside of you. choso grows curious, using a thumb to swipe some excess of his cum off of your entrance, smearing it against your folds with a weary horny grin before plugging it back in. “my baby’s s-so sloppy.. should pull you close to me ‘n make you taste it.”

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kruxton · 5 months

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FUCK IT WE BALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 💯💯👍💪💪💪 (two seconds after a full on meltdown)

#imgoing to be alright its going to be alright we're going to be alright #thanks robbie for ur kind words #u the no. 1 fr 💯💯💯💯#meltdown? haha more like shivering and being unable to move n breath el oh el #idk what the correcr term is sorry but also idc #BUT WE'RE GOING TO BE ALRIGHT LADS!!!!!!!!!!!! this shit dont matter to me no more 😏😎😎✌️#thqts a lie #text #personal #wow look at me! humour as a coping mechanism again! who gives a shit if it works amiright lads #sorry #again rhanks robbie i hope u see this #!!!!!!!! ur words means a whole lot to me #why cant i just reply u ask bc i get the Scary! everytime i do 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️#thabks again

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adamworu · 1 year

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Happy Thursday! I’ve been listening to Splatoon 3′s OST (for the umpteenth time) and once again getting chills. Goosebumps. Fighting back tears. All at once. God I love this game.

#all your base are belong to kaworu #frye's my favorite idol but everytime shiver sings it gives me good goosebumps #i can't explain why

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dirtydixonsgirl · 10 months

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Daryl gets flustered seeing y/n thong when she bends over and needs her now. Established relationship, jealousy, mostly gentle but sub reader, extra points for ass man Daryl. <3

Can you grab this for me?

A/N: love this idea❤️ thanks for requesting, love writing for you all!

WARNINGS: unprotected sex, fingering, teasing, yeah yeah yeah 18+

“Daryl!” You yell out, your voice echoing through the empty abandoned house.

You waited, arms reaching, standing on your tippy toes trying to reach a can of food in the cabinet of the house you and Daryl were searching. The counter was filled with trash and covered in dust leaving no room for you to be able to jump onto the counter in your usual manner in times like this.

“Daryl!” You call out once more, irritation lacing your tone this time.

You hear a thump from the upstairs before he comes flying down the steps to your rescue, fear suddenly coursing through him. He stops abruptly, watching you try to jump up to reach something in the cabniet, just hoping your finger tips would be able to touch it.

He couldn’t help but notice everytime you jumped your shirt rose up slightly, revealing the straps of a red thong, siting just above the hem of your jeans on your hips, his face instantly curling up into a smirk, your head snaps back to his, you were frustrated, narrowing your eyes at him.

“Are you just going to stand there and stare at me or are you going to help me grab this?” You snap, wondering why a shit eating grin was covering his face.

Daryl snorts at your attitude. Suddenly feeling the blood from his cheeks rush to his lap at the thought of you bent over that counter in that very sexy red thong.

“Oh, I’ll help ya grab somethin’.” He smirks, slapping your ass and giving it a slight squeeze emitting a small yelp out of you.

“Daryl!” You swat at him.

He effortlessly reaches up grabbing the can, handing it to you. Your cheeks red at his actions. You mumble a small thank you suddenly feeling shy as you lean down, pulling your bag from beside the counter and putting the food in it.

Once again, in Daryls favor you flash him with your thong once more.

“How many times ya gonna flash me with these?” He asks, his fingers catching the string of them and letting it snap back against your skin. “You been wearin’ these all day?”

You try to stand up but his hands instantly push your back down, leaving you bent over in front of him. Your breathing hitches when a pair of warm hands catches your hips, touching the exposed skin from your shirt raising up.

“Y-yes.” You stutter suddenly feeling stupid, you didn’t even realize that you have most likely been flashing people all day,

The jealously was surging over Daryl. He kept thinking about everytime you bent over who was looking at you and who saw what was only his to see? The thought made him want to go home and beat every man at Alexandria bloody.

“M’ the only one who gets ta see this.” He rubs his hands down to your ass, smacking it again. “Ain’t that right?”

“Yes, Daryl.” You breathe. “All yours.”

Daryl knew exactly how to get you to fall apart in his hands, sometimes with a single touch. It was one of things you hated most about your relationship with him, how at anytime, anywhere, you were ready for him.

His fingertips softly ghosting your skin, he runs them over your sides to your stomach, unbuttoning your jeans.

“Daryl,” you stop him, grabbing his wrist. “What if someone sees? Rick and Michonne-“

“Don’t care.” He says unphased. “Need ya, so bad.”

You slowly let go of him with shaky hands, you shiver against his touch, revealing in it. Your eyes close as his hand dips into your jeans, his finger tips running up and down the already wet thinned cloth of your thong.

“Shit, Y/N.” He grunts. “Yer already so wet and I ain’t even done nothing to ya.”

You blush. “Always ready for you, Dar.”

You could feel his erection against your ass making you more needy. You try to wiggle onto to him but his hand stops you smacking you harshly, you whimper.

“Needy little slut ain’t ya?” He chuckles.

“I need you, please.” You pant.

Oh, he needed you more. He thought. Your clit was now throbbing, you were basically dripping, you knew by now your panties were drenched. You were aching for him in every way.

His finger dips inside your thongs, you gasp as his finger tip runs up and down your wet slit, easily moving. He’s teases your enterance making you groan in frustration.

“Don’t be a tease.” You breathe, voice hoarse and needy.

“Oh like how you been today?”

Your head falls in pleasure as he gives in, easing one thick finger inside you, stretching you out. He continuously hits your sweet spot deep inside you. Your hips buck back to him, causing him to add another finger, you moan. Your thighs start to shake as your body starts reaching your climax, not being able to hold yourself up much longer.

“Daryl, I-I’m-“ you moan, your walls convulsing around him. “Gonna cum.”

Daryl smirks, suddenly his hand come out of your pants, fingers covered in your arousal. You clench around nothing, still throbbing. Aggravation floods your body. Your body turns to face him quickly, pushing his shoulders back, he doesn’t even budge.

“What the fuck was that for?” You snap.

“Not coming unless it’s on my cock, pretty thing.” He says, pulling you back into him. “Only I can take care of ya pretty little pussy, remember that.”

Your anger fades away as his lips attack your neck, softy and gently. You quickly break the kiss to yank your pants off, he unbottons his quickly. His hands go underneath your thighs signaling you to jump which you do, he catches you with ease, backing you up against the closest wall.

Your throw your arms around his neck as he kisses your neck again, he grabs his erection putting it against your soaking wet entrance, his tip rubbing up and down your slit, you whimper, your grasp tightening on him.

“Ready?” He whispers and you nod.

He flexes his hips, his erection sliding into you, filling you up. He grunts as he bottoms out, you gasp, enjoying the feeling of him stretching you out as pleasure shoots across your body.

“Fuck,” he grunts, his rythym speeding up. “Miss ya tight little pussy so much.”

“Ah,” you moan, burying your face into his warm neck.

His hips continue to rock into you, pushing you harder up against the wall. The wet sounds filling the air. He felt amazing in you causing you to throw your head back against the wall.

“Dar,” you whimper. “You feel so g-good.”

“Yeah baby?” He says through clenched teeth.

Your legs wrap around him tighter, you could’ve sworn you felt him in your belly. His breathing labored, you clench around him, pulsing. Your hands twist in his hair causing him to groan in pleasure. You snap, your climax coating him as he releases inside you.

“Fuck,” he mumbles, breathing heavily into your neck. “Fucking hell.”

“That was,” you start, your breathing matching his. “That was amazing.”

He pulls out, leaving you empty, missing the feel of him. He sets you down and your legs wobble a bit and he catches you quickly, steadying you. You giggle as you hold onto his wrists.

“Can ya walk?” He grins, full of pride.

“What can I say, Dixon? It’s all your fault.” You smile.

You slip your pants back on, along with your thong, feeling the sweet stickiness from his climax dripping out of you, you groan, the sticky feeling between your thighs being too much.

“What’s wrong?”

“You’re dripping out of me, literally.”

He laughs pulling you into him, sweetly kissing your lips and tapping your butt before releasing you.

“What can I say? It’s all your fault.”

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shockedemojiatsv · 28 days

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▪︎■☆ Новое Mолоко 🐮🥛 ☆■▪︎

(Translation: New Milk)

☆ 🔞!!NOT SAFE FOR WORK!!🔞

☆ male! subtop! Francis Mosses / male! dombottom! Reader

☆ overstimulation if ya squint a lil, milking, breeding, dumbification, passing out, belly bulge (If your not into this, look away!! 👻👻)

☆ implied Russian speaking Francis (translated from google translate and research for needed accuracy, however, any form of critique or correction definetely is allowed!)

☆ short (I think???)

☆ author has played Not My Neighbor

°○☆nsfw under the cut☆○°

You and Francis had a thing. And, fuck, for a minimum wage worker who barely gets any kind of rest at all, he's fucking good at what he does. He's a big fan of milking. Not his job, no, he could rant about how shitty it can be despite not wanting to get a new one (A/N: so real) but he's a fan of milking. Just the other kind of milking.

The first tim you two had sex, he was pretty sheepish about it, yeah. He didn't know if you prefered topping or bottoming so he settled for a handjob. You did the same as well. Until you both got used to each other and realized that he was pretty flexible. He'd do whatever you'd want to do, whatever you had in store, as long as if it wasn't too much for either of you. He loves fucking but he surely isn't a sex devient. Somewhere in the middle. Pliant to whatever you to had planned. But recently, he may or may not have discovered a new kink. Somethig that made his legs flex and his stamina increase and the gooey, warm, and fuzzy gears in his head grind back to life to keep on going. The last time you two had sex, there was now no condom, and he was pounding you into the bed that you swore Isaack would definetely send a formally written complain, persuasive enough for the both of you to not have such intense, hot, steamy sex for the next few months, (He's a reporter after all, have to respect the man informing the people, and he definetely has a way with words).

Humming, groaning, a little against your neck. You swore it was like a kitten, as if he was purring in a way. You pulled his hair as per usual and with a louder grunt his dark brown eyes roll up just a slight and flutter, closing shut as he fills you to the brim with his warm baby batter. Shaking, sweating, and biting his lip when he just keeps on cumming until theres nothing more to give. Or is there?

What he didn't expect, was when you suddenly whispered in the midst of him balls deep inside you,

"Thats it... good boy, you fuckin slut... Cum in me, keep milkin' yourself f'me"

Ah shit, he swore something inside of him just snapped loose. With the way he shivered violently, and as your hand loosened on his sweaty brown hair he moves again. Oh how odd, after a few rounds, the last one being penetration, he's always so tired, opting to give you a handjob or finger you if you didnt get a taste of your climax but shit. If this wasn't hot then what was?!

When you had basically degraded him to milk his balls dry you didn't mean literally, but fuck. This was so appealing, that your little milk boy had his quirks.

You look down at yourself seeing the bulge appearing on your abdoment everytime he thrusts in and god does it make you feel dizzy. Your hard dick, leaking as well just begging to cum while Francis gasps and shudders a little more, oh he looks so dumb. Trying to do as he's told. To keep milking himself. Milking himself for you. Just for motherfucking you. It keeps fuzzy sparks inside of his brain that has him smiling and drooling against your chest.

"Awe, what an adorable little cow you are... Milking your-...yourself for me... Giving me every ounce of that sweet sweet milk of yours, hmm? You wanna give me your milk Francis? You wanna fucking cum in me again?"

He feels so lightheaded that he smiles dumbly at the idea and nods as if his head is too heavy, full of warm cream. Muttering several words in russian mixed in with english as he nods slowly, trembling as his cock, still hard and moving perfectly against every spot inside of you.

"Please please please К-Куколка please... fuck fuckk- let me cum... inside... inside... cum inside please please milk me- oh... П-Пожалуйста... З-...Золотце... Пожалуйста..."

The pathetic, brown haired man sobs. Pawing at your sides like an injured little puppy. Begging so prettily, who could deny those eyes of his? all teary and tired. Small blobs of salty water dripping down his eyebags which were now disappearing, thanks to yourself for keeping his sleep schedule normal again after years of nap malnutrition.

After a few more moments of Francis groaning so softly against your ear, you feel yourself about to cum too, and when you order it directly, he really does come undone. Panting like a dog in heat while nails dig against his back skin. All the while he buries himself deep inside of you once again and fills you up with a second load of his fluids that it's practically drooling out of your hole. You hiss as well, shutting your eyes with a shudder as your dick spurts out a thick white rope of cum, coating Francis' stomach and your chest. Fuck.

Francis pants, collapsing on you. You gently push him to the side and just watch him catch his breath. Eyes closed, skin warm and sweaty while he's still inside you. All soft. But its not uncomfortable. At least now, you definetely know how you can abuse this new found information with your lovely boyfriend.

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missroki · 4 months

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JJK MEN BEING GIRLFRIEND STEALERS ┊ TOJI. NANAMI. GOJO. GETO.

content: female reader × multi jik, black girl friendly, cheating, piv sex, vaginal fingering, implied sex work, car sex, reader is called pretty, good girl, whore, darling, pretty girl, and baby.)

TOJI’s strong grip tightens around your thighs, his hands unbearably warm against your chilly skin. he lifts you languidly, easing his cock inside of you at an easy, smooth pace. he’s being… nice — gentle, even.

he hasn’t seen you in a while, after all. he figures you deserve something real sweet for coming back to him so eagerly. the ac of the car makes your skin pebble with goosebumps but you ignore it to accept your lover’s slow, succulent kisses.

“hey,” he murmurs, his hold loosening to press against your back, stopping his movements. “you alright, darlin’? i saw you shivering–“ your lips press back against his, your hands moving to the base of his neck and tugging on the dark black tresses. you need him to fuck you, to take your mind off the guilt you feel everytime you do this with him.

toji doesn’t protest, a gentle smirk you feel against your mouth. you ignore the way your heart seems to flutter at his concern, instead focusing on the heat of his cock inside of you, the burn in your thighs as you bounce faster on his lap.

“huh? so eager today. i bet your little boyfriend gives you all the sweetness you need, yeah? that why you want me to grab your hair and fuck you like a whore in his car?”

a large palm settles on the top of your head, pulling you in close. his hands feel so good, make your mind feel dizzy enough to almost ignore his words.

toji’s hand presses but never tangles in your hair, his other gripping your ass cheek to lift you easier on his lap. he is still gentle, not giving in to what you want. what you need. “toji…” you whine, almost embarrassed when he laughs against your hair.

“alright, pretty girl. you win. get in the back so we can leave him a big surprise, yeah?”

NANAMI kento is a good man. he is kind with a strong conviction, a pillar of what would be deemed the perfect partner in most of society’s book. you know that he would make you happy, make you feel safe and secure and loved. but it wasn’t enough. you couldn’t leave your boyfriend, not now. not ever... but what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

especially when kento fucks you this good, a mess of limbs in the sheets, muscles tense as you grip onto the edge of the mattress. hot, wet kisses are left on your neck and shoulders, intense and possessive as your braids hang off the edge of the bed. sweat causes your baby hairs to curl ever so slightly on your forehead.

every thought topples out of your mind when he gets like this, the smell of sex more intense than the candle you lit only a few minutes before his arrival. his cock plunges in and out of you at a record breaking pace, deep strokes that have you mewling against your arm – his thick length keeping you nice and full as his hips snap into your ass.

you reach behind you to caress his cheek, but your lover pins in back into place, fingers interlocked with yours.

“no, don’t move,” he grits out, “want to watch you take it like a good girl.”

you can’t help the whimper that leaves your mouth. it is a moment of weakness when the words rush from you. “fuck, kento i love you. i love you, baby. please please please!”

you can’t say you don’t feel guilty, but you’ve spent enough time with nanami kento to know he wouldn’t be too keen on being the other man. the way his hips falter and his arm moves to wrap around your waist is telling. he presses his face between your shoulder blades. “i love you too, sweetheart. missed you so much while you were gone.”

you had left to make your appearance as your boyfriend’s doting arm piece, having to leave the country to fulfill your duties. what nanami doesn’t know won’t hurt him either, and that includes the expensive engagement ring tucked in your clutch.

your face feels flushed, gaze lowering because you’re unable to meet the ravenous expression on his face. it’s way too intimate this way, GOJO is your best friend, after all. or, at least he was before all of this.

when he fucks you, it’s hard to remember where you begin and where he ends; sneaking around for months into empty rooms while your boyfriend sat in waiting only a few doors down.

it was always at these expensive dinner parties that he wanted to snatch you away, as if making a game of how fast he could make you cum and get you back before suspicions grew.

you’d only just started but his fingers fuck you with purpose, your dress pooling around your waist as he lifts your leg to wrap around his hips. you imagine that he feels the way you buck into his hand and grip his dress shirt with just enough pressure to not add wrinkles. “satoru,” you moan, as quietly as you can, “w-what if he comes in here? what if he sees us–“

“let him,” he muses, lifting the hand on your thigh so that it grips your chin. he presses closer to keep you in place and you feel his fingers move deeper inside your tight hole, “might as well get it over with. i can call him now if you like?”

you feel a surge of panic, thinking it best to push your lover away and go back to the party… but the heat in your belly is much more convincing. your eyes flutter as they stare into a brilliant shade of blue. “you’re awful,” you respond, breathy and docile against his touch.

it’s confusing. gojo fucks you like he loves you, like he desires you because it’s you. his fingers are long and unrelenting, the evidence of your arousal drips onto his palm as his thumb rubs your clit in hurried strokes. “you like it, that’s why you’re gonna cum for me, right? make a mess in his study?” he seems positively elated at this revelation while you pretend not to enjoy it as well.

“cum nice and hard for me, baby. want you to feel good with just my fingers.”

to muffle your moans, you press your mouth into his crisp white dress shirt. you realize all too late that your red lipstick will stain the fabric… but the idea of you leaving him in your marks, sends you over the edge, your tongue pressing against his shoulder and your legs shaking.

you smile at the sound of his belt unbuckling.

GETO moves in a mindless sort of way, his cock throbbing hotly inside of you with every shudder of breath you let out. he doesn’t move, just plugs you full of him while his fingers rub your clit in slow, steady strokes. “just relax, baby.” he had said. “i’ll make you feel better than he ever could.”

it wasn’t a bluff, either. even with his cock simply nestled inside of you, the feeling of his fingers is better than anything you’d experienced with your boyfriend. sparks shoot down your legs and back up to your chest. your legs are spread so wide that if anyone were to come in they’d be able to see every dip and curve of your nakedness.

you whimper as his other hand comes up to pinch your nipples, sucking on the skin of your neck with the same gentle but firm touch. you can’t help but melt into his lap, to helplessly gush all over his cock and reach back to tangle your hands into his soft dark hair.

“you smell good,” he murmurs against your skin, “so sweet. like candy.”

“it’s coconut.” you respond, your mind hazy enough to be so loose-lipped. “my boyfriend chose it.”

geto chuckles, pinching your nipple just a little bit harder as punishment. “talking about another man while i’m inside of you. have you no shame?” you know he doesn’t care, that it turns him on even more when he twitches inside of your heat.

the teasing makes you preen. “he likes it when i fuck you, says it makes me nice and wet for him.”

“huh. is that so?” you nod.

geto suddenly lifts you and a gasp leaves your lips, the feeling of him moving feels foreign after cockwarming for so long. he grips your thighs now, lifting you up and down on his length in deep, slow strokes. “guess i should give you your money’s worth then. make sure i plug you full so he can taste me later.”

MISSROKI. all original work. do not plagiarize, translate, or repost. this includes feeding my work to ai apps and sites.

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is-nini · 7 months

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NEUVILLETTE X MAID! READER

Wow... Veri filthy is all I can say :') this took quite long but i do hope you enjoy! :D

NSFW PLEASE STEP OR LOOK AWAY IF UNCOMFORTABLE

Tw: swearing, dirty talk, breeding, size kink, overflowing cum, mirror sex, manhandle

No one thought that the famous Neuvillette needed any maid... He does things fine by himself. People who know the fact that Neuvillette has a maid is only a small percentage, even those small percent of people don't know what or how the maid could help him.

Of course they wouldn't know.. they have never even seen you.. but once they do, they'll know who you actually are and what you do to help..

"Ma-master... Am here.." you slowly entered Neuvi's work room and walked towards him. He looks up at you and smiles, reaching out when you're at his arms length and pulling you towards him. Immediately sniff your neck as he slowly rubs your hips. Neuvi lets out a low hum while playing with your short skirt.

"I miss you" you look at Neuvi after he said that, a small glimmer in his eye as he stares at you up and down, stroking your thighs "mmh, miss master Neuvi too.." you slowly guide his hand up,using his hand to ride up your already short skirt, showing your baby blue panties with only a simple knot on both sides holding it up.

His eyes trail down to your panties, Neuvi looks at how the panties compliment your skin tone. While he keeps playing with your hips sensually, he slowly inches towards your shoulder strap, slowly pulling it downward, showing your lovely shoulder that he loves to mark with his marks.

Neuvillette stands up and kisses your lips passionately. By instinct you walk backwards until you hit a cold mirror behind you which makes you shiver. The coldness seeps on your skin, your nipple perks up, showing little bumps against your maid costume. Neuvillette saw this and pulled away from the kiss, immediately touching and fumbling your cute nipple through your clothes.

"Ngh! Ma-master!" Your shoulder shudders as you slowly curl your shoulder up as if trying to hide yourself. The shoulder strap slowly becomes loose on your arm as the rest of your clothing piece that covers your chest slowly moves downwards too. "This is disturbing me from touching your body..." Neuvillette growls. He immediately pulls down the clothing that covers your breast. Once he does, your breasts bounce a little because of the roughness "nghh!!! Mas-master!" You mewl out as you try to hold his arm. "Ma-master please slow down" you tapped his hand a couple of times as he started to roughly knead your breast "let me do the work. I need this after a long day, okay baby?"

Neuvillette grabs your thighs and puts your leg around his waist. You hug his waist back as you hold yourself up and hold his shoulder. Slowly the both of you started to make out but as the second went on it turned into full blown make out. Wet sloppy noise escapes your mouth as you both exchange the kisses. Little moans and whimper escape your mouth. You can feel his thick cock poking and suffocating in his pants, slowly as well as you could, you grind his hard on, making Neuvi groan. His warm big hand slowly reaches to your panties and pulls on one of the strings and then the second one after a couple of seconds while making out with you.

You didn't even notice him pulling your panties loose until you felt Neuvi's bulge grind against you. You pull away from the kiss and look down, seeing your wetness has already tainted your master's pants "eyes here" Neuvi command while gripping your chin. You let out another whimper and follow along your master's command.

Neuvi tried to give a little distance between your pussy and his bulge so that he could pull out his cock but everytime he pulled away just an inch, your hips would follow him as soon as your pussy stopped grinding on him. "such a slut" he puts you down and flips you so now your back is facing him and you stare at your flustered reflection on the long mirror that you have been ignoring. You take a peek down to see Neuvi's cock that he immediately pulls out of his pants. Neuvi noticed your eyes and smirked. He lets his cock loose and lets his cock slap your pussy and thighs instead "look at your expression in the mirror.. face so desperate for my cock hm?" He puts his hand around your neck and grabs your chin, forcing you to look at his cock in between your thighs.

Neuvi's shaft has already been drench with your slick and you saw it. "Ngh mas-master pl-please put it in" you whine as you rub your hips down on his dick. With your face still being held by Neuvi, you try your best to reach down and try to grab his cock but Neuvi took your hand just as you were about to touch him and held your hand on your back "kitten. No, be patient" Neuvi's sound is full of warning.

He stops holding back your hand which made you hold the mirror again, Neuvi stroke down from your neck all the way to your chest he pinch your nipple and played with it, making you squirm and rubs the both of your thighs which further smushing Neuvi's cock, making him groan "Such a dirty reaction to me playing with your nipple kitten.. what if i just..." he pulled your nipple which elicited a squeak out of you "Ngah!!! Ah! Mas-master! No! Oh! No-please stop! My n-nipple" as more fluid came out of you Neuvi slowly puts in his tip inside of you which made you open your thighs more to let him access your pussy "Oh?.. you open your leg without my order..." Neuvi puts his lips beside your ear "Such a desperate girl no?" He whispers before immediately inserting his dick with so much force that you swear your leg levitates for a second when he thrust his dick in "Ngh! Oh! Ah! Mast-Master Ha-" your brain feels like mush as Neuvi inserts his big cock in you.

His thrust are slow but so deep and hard. Neuvi held your waist, as every thrust he made, made your body jump up, might as well pick you up right? He hold the both of your thigh and pick you up. The only thing holding you up now is Neuvi's cock and his hands. Your stupid brain just can't process anything but keep moaning and mewling for Neuville "Master! Mas-master! Ahhh s-sho goodhhh!!". Neuville looks at how your chest bounces up and down as his cock imprints your stomach everytime he thrust deep inside. Your eyes roll backwards "Ma-Master! Ouh! De-deep! Ah!" Your hand snake backwards, touching and clinging to Neuvi's neck as fat tears kept streaming out "Mmhh! Hah! Deep! Deep deep! Ah! Too deep! Master!". Your skirt bounces too, following his movement.

At this point your wetness is dripping down already, the squelch of your pussy and his cock proves it. Neuvi's face flushes red, seeing the bump on your stomach everytime he thrust, it's hypnotizing, he can't seem to stop. No, he wont stop. He'll fill you up to the brim till you beg him to stop. As you feel like Neuvi's thrust goes deeper and faster, the knot that has been building up also slowly comes undone.

As his thrust goes harder, your stomach starts to get hard and your pussy starts to get tighter, meaning you're coming. "Wanna cum sweet girl? Go ahead kitten, be a good kitty hm?" With his words you immediately squirt all over the mirror as he pushes his dick deep inside you, he stayed there for a while, enjoying your pussy throb around him "Oh my.. look at you so fuck out of your mind kitten?". You can barely make out the words he is saying but oh the way your pussy sucks him back everytime he tries to pull out is so addicting "Uhf.. if you keep throbbing like that around my cock- I won't be ab-able to hold myself.." Neuvi keeps trusting himself up into your wet soping hole, the sound is combining with your hiccups and cries alongside the little whimper of "master's" that sent Neuvi on the edge.

"Kitten, I-I am c-cumming" he warns you as his thrust started to slower down. You are still on his arm, your head is now thrown back to his shoulder until suddenly you felt a warm liquid filled you up, making you shudder and lets out a long moan one last time "euhhnnggg M-Masterrngg" now you are drooling all over Neuvi's shoulder as he huff and puff, his hips twitching. He slowly walks towards the nearest sofa, still looking at the mirror and put you on his lap all the while his fat cock is still deep inside you. Neuvi slowly pulls out of your pussy and a rain of cum drooling out of your parts. Neuvi pokes your stomach gently, looking at the bulge that he made, oh the way your pussy gushes his cum out.. you look so pretty like this... Fuck out and tired because of him.

Neuvi slowly strokes your hair and kisses your lips softly. He felt your small body still twitching little by little. Whenever he touches your stomach, your body would shake a little. You look so helpless... Easily mold just to his liking. Neuvi kisses you one more time before taking a wet tissue and cleans you up slowly, as best as he can as to not make you... Cum again which has no problem but your poor pussy needs rest too.. you did cum quite hard. Neuvi lets out a small laugh looking at your still trembling and flustered form. "Kitten, you did a great job... You did great, master so proud of you hmm" he kisses your lips again not forgetting to clean up your face and tears. "Ma-mastern.." you moan out slowly looking at him with half lidded eyes, lips puckering out as if asking for a kiss. Neuvi cannot say no to you... He has no intention either and so he kisses you, pecking your lips full of love. Although you have been his... "maid" for a while he is planning to keep you for himself... Not just your body but your heart too.. maybe not now but sooner or later.. he'll just have to find the perfect timing but till then, you'll be his only, special, cute, and beloved maid.

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7brownsuga7 · 2 months

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For me |

Toji has always been possessive. Especially when it came to you. He hated any man that looked your way. It’s because he knew just what you did to him. He was obsessed with you and only wanted you for him, no one else.

So every time he fucked you, he would make you promise not to give your pussy away. It belonged to him. You was a good girl, he knew you would never, but everytime he got a feel of your warm wet pussy sucking him in, he couldn’t help but to remind you of who your pussy belonged to.

“This tight pussy” he would mutter to himself as his large hand came up to your jaw, making you look at him. His thumb caressing your skin as you pouted at him. Your pussy clenching around him, juices spilling out with each stroke.

“This pussy’s only for me” he states more than questions. He knows it is.

No man could ever fuck you like he fucks you. And no woman could make him feel like how you make him feel. He knew that for a fact.

The way you mould around him. Gripping him with each thrust. Your juices coating his cock as he fills you up again and again and again.

“Mhh” you mumble a pathetic attempt at an answer. Unable to form any words as his cock stretches you out, vein prominent. His body hovered over you, allowing no way to escape from his reckless thrusts. It’s passionate and rough. A mix of bitter and sweet.

“Say it” his voice is deep and demanding, sending shivers down your body. “It’s only for you. I’m only for you” you choke out a cry when you feel him hit your spot.

“Say it louder”

“It’s yours Toji, ugh fuck” your legs fight to close around him. His grunts sound throughout the room and his eyes are dark as they watch you.

“No one else” his hand is around your neck, slightly choking you. You can feel his orgasm getting close and you know how to get him there.

“Just yours. My pussy’s only for you I swear. Only you can fuck me Toji. Only you have me” His thumb plays with your bottom lip. His grunts continuing as his body tenses and breathing becomes raspier.

Your legs wrap around him, forcing him deeper so that you feel his full length with every thrust. “Fuck” his eyes roll back and you just lay there, allowing him to use you. You feel the warmth of his cum fill your pussy up. Cock throbbing and pulsing as he lands one last thrust balls deep in you. Your pussy grips around him milking him of any drop he has left.

And when he finally pulls out he’ll give you a kiss to your forehead. You feel the warmth gushing out of you landing on your mattress.

“Just for me”

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authorhjk1 · 5 months

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Surviving NNN

Chapter Eight: Finale

You are trapped between Minju's thighs. Her smooth skin presses against your cheeks as you eat her out.

The young woman moans and begs, not caring about anyone else who might come in. The walls of the small bathroom stall do hide who the two of you are, but not what you are doing.

Minju tugs at your hair, trying to ride your face. You kneel in front of her as she leans against the wall.

"Make me cum again, oppa!"

When the two of you checked Karina's flight, it said she would be at the luggage area in a couple of minutes. How long have you already feasted on Minju's pussy?

Whatever. As if anything else matters. You dig your fingers into her soft thighs as you suck on her clit.

When you started to finger her, you put a hand over her mouth, trying to quiet her.

But you eventually gave up. Minju's moans are too pretty, and too loud.

"Oppa! You're gonna make me squirt!"

Her legs shake as she reaches for the wall behind her with her free hand. Losing control of her own body, Minju tries to keep standing.

You let your hands wander from her thick thighs towards her ass. Squeezing Minju's full cheeks, you feel her melt into your hands. She has been trying to keep it in for a whole month. Now, she is releasing all of this build up frustration.

"Oppa!"

For a second time in a matter of minutes, the young angel cums on your face. Her juices leave her body freely. Your whole face gets hit, while the rest stains the bathroom floor. Her sweet nectar makes you want to bring her to another orgasm.

You hear her loud and hurried breathing as she tries to recover. Still not having enough, you lap up her juices with your tongue. Everytime you give her pussy a good swipe, Minju gasps. Her pussy and clit becoming more sensitive with every orgasm you give her.

"Oh my god, oppa. You are so much better than I thought."

She sighs as you kiss her thighs, cleaning her of her own cum.

"Do you... Do you think you can put it in?"

Her plea makes you even harder than you already are. The thought of pounding a pleasure deprived Minju in a bathroom stall almost makes you cum already. You wonder how tight her pussy would be.

"No, Minju."

You speak against her thighs, unable to move your mouth away from that porcelain like skin.

"Oppa..."

You feel her shiver under your touch, your hands still slowly kneading her cheeks.

"But I can see how hard you are."

Minju's hand roams your hair, trying to persuade you.

"I promise, if you fuck me, I will move in with you and Karina. I will always wear that red thong you liked so much."

A light bite of yours shuts her up.

You knew she must've been awake. And since you stood over her for a couple of moments that night, almost at the edge of breaking, she must've figured this out.

"It's not even yours though."

Minju let's out a gasp, you mouth working it's way back towards her snatch.

"Wonyoung said, you begged her for it."

"N-No I haven't."

She tries to defend her pride.

"I just made her an offer."

You have reached her pussy again. You place a kiss on her lips, making Minju squirm.

"An offer to eat your former maknae's pussy."

Minju gasps again as you flick your tongue against her clit.

"How- How do you know that?"

"Not important."

Instead of continuing your work on Minju's pussy, you stand up.

You are now taller than her, her big, lustful eyes looking up at you.

"You were a bad girl. And bad girls don't deserve my cock."

Minju pouts, realizing her last plan to get you to break is slowly falling apart.

"But bad girls always get what they want."

You shake your head, reaching for the doorhandle.

"The only thing bad girls deserve is punishment."

"Please, oppa."

Minju clings onto your arm.

"I would do anything."

She guides your free hand back towards the space between her thighs.

"I could convince Wonyoung to wear that red thong for you, please?"

You chuckle. The idea of Minju trying to convince Wonyoung to have sex with you, just to be able to fuck you herself, sounds ridiculous.

"And what are you gonna wear then, huh?"

You raise an eye brow, teasing her.

"I can wear whatever you want, oppa."

Your hand is now trapped between her thighs once again. Minju rubs herself against it, trying to convince you to give up on your bet.

"A costume, lingerie, an outfit you really like, nothing.... You name it."

"Let's go, get Karina."

You get out of the stall, before you can change your mind. Minju almost had you. Her nickname is angel. For a second, you wondered how she would lool like in a costume. Minju as a white angel, with wings and halo on, getting fucked into the bed beneath her.

You shake your head, hoping that nobody notices you coming out of the ladies' bathroom.

Once you get back to the luggage area, it only takes a minute or two, before the door opens and the passengers from the flight from New York start to leave the gate. Minju has caught up with you by now, pouting in silence next to you.

That was her last chance. Her last chance of having you to herself for the next month. That was their bet. Whoever could make you cum first, is allowed to do with you for a month whatever they want. Minju planned on getting creampied more often than she could count. Her pussy eventually overflowing with your cum.

But as the young angel sees your girlfriend walk towards the two of you, she finally has to admit defeat.

"Oppa!"

As soon as she sees you, Karina runs towards you. You open your arms, waiting for her to reach you.

Your girlfriend crashes into you, before you wrap your arms around her.

"I missed you."

Karina's eyes look up at you. The darkness in them shows that she missed you in more ways than one.

"I missed you, too."

You lean down to kiss her forehead.

"Hi, Minju."

Karina reaches out to take Minju's arm, still in your embrace.

"Glad to see you back, unnie."

She seems a little disappointed.

"Where are the other two?"

"They have a schedule."

Karina turns her attention back to you.

"Oppa. Let's drive home now. I'm too tired to eat at a restaurant."

You nod in understanding.

"Chicken?"

Karina smiles from ear to ear at you suggestion.

"Hell, yeah!"

She gives you a peck on the lips, before finally reaching for her luggage. As she does so, you quickly check the time on your watch. 10:30 pm. One and a half hours to go.

Chaewon and Yena arrive at your apartment, before the food does. You already helped Karina unpack her luggage, while Minju set the table.

"Are you actually still holding up?"

Karina whispers at you, while the two you stand in your room.

"Of course. You promised me a great present."

She smiles again, giving you another peck.

"What is it by the way?"

Karina shrugs her shoulder.

"I guess you're gonna have to find out."

Your eyes widen, when she keeps talking.

"Minju tastes delicious by the way, right?"

"W-What?"

You feel your cheeks burn in embarrassment.

"Oh, come on. I tasted her when I kissed you at the airport."

"How do you know it's her?"

Karina rolls her eyes as you swipe your hand across your lips.

"I knew you ate out someone. Minju was just the closest possibility."

"I didn't fuck her though. And I didn't cum."

You are a little nervous. Is this already considered cheating? But Minju said that Karina was fine with it.

"Wow. I didn't expect you to be this mean. You ate her out, but you didn't fuck her?"

Karina shakes her head, pretending to be hugely disappointed.

"Well... I didn't want to lose."

"Good point. But I think it's time to make it up to her. Don't you think?"

"What do you mean? Are you saying I'm supposed to sleep with her?"

"Yeah. That's your gift. You can sleep with the four of us tonight."

"With all of you?"

Has Karina gone insane? Why would she say this?

"Yes."

"At the same time?"

"Yes."

"And you don't have a problem with me, fucking other women?"

Karina shakes her head.

"As long as I get the first load, I don't care whom you fuck tonight."

You check the time again. 11:20. Forty minutes to go. How are you supposed to hold back until then? Now knowing what the prize is?

You take a deep breath, before walking out of the room.

"Oh my god, she actually send it to you?"

You hear the three girls laughing in the living room.

You and Karina walk up behind them while they all sit on the couch.

Because Yena, Minju and Chaewon keep giggling, they don't hear the two of you.

"Yeah, she asked me if I could convince him."

The two of you are finally able to look at the screen of Minju's phone.

At first, you don't know what you are seeing. But you quickly recognize the motion of the young woman's fingers. You don't know who it is, but you see her fingering herself. Her pussy looks a little smaller than Karina's and a little more pink as well. Her moans are rather cute than sexy.

"Oh fuck, unnie. Why did you tell me?"

Her voice sounds familiar. You swear you heard her talk today.

The girl in the video switches the view of the phone camera to the front. You can now see that she is sitting in front of a TV. The person on the screen is you. It's a picture of you without a shirt on, while you dance in the rain.

"Unnie, I want to fuck him too."

Her needy sigh is barely audible over the three girls' giggles. But you do recognize her now. Wonyoung. Why is she getting herself off, while looking at a picture of you?

The camera changes again. Now, it's pointed at her face. Wonyoung has never looked this beautiful. Her brown hair is hiding the left side of her face, but you can still see how her mouth is hanging open. Her eyes are rolling to the back of her head, her tongue sticking out.

Why did Wonyoung send Minju this kind of video? Because she hoped it would make Minju ask you to fuck her?

You feel yourself getting hard at the idea. You never expected Wonyoung to feel about you this way.

Unable to tear your eyes off Minju's phone, you watch Wonyoung's face as she cums on her fingers. Her eyes and mouth are shut tight as if she is trying to be quiet. Her eyebrows are furrowed.

The video ends when it looks like Wonyoung lets her phone fall out of her hand.

"You little sluts."

The three girls jump as they hear Karina's voice. She reaches for Minju, who is sitting in the middle, and pulls at her hair.

Minju squeals as her head is pulled back.

"You were supposed to make oppa fail. Not tell your friends about it."

"Unnie."

Minju's face is twisted in pain, Karina's hand still deep inside her hair.

Your girlfriend finally let's go of it, before looking at all three of them individually.

"Which one of you couldn't help herself? Who came already?"

Her scolding tone makes the three girls shrink into the cushions.

They are all reluctant to admit their failures.

"Minju, I know you came."

The young angel pouts, disappointed that she got caught.

"But I worked the hardest."

"No you didn't."

Yena shoots back.

"I didn't cum."

"Good girl."

Karina pats her head.

"Chaewon?"

You see her eyes dart between the two of you.

"M-Me neither."

You know she is lying. Chaewon is a bad liar. And it seems like Karina can't be fooled as well.

"You are lying, Kim Chaewon."

Instead of arguing, the young woman nods hesitantly.

"Yena gets her reward first."

The pink haired girl's eyes light up.

"What reward?"

Karina turns to face you after your question.

"She is the first to ride your face."

"What?"

Before you can react, Yena is already standing next to you. Her dolphin shorts and her small crop top are a tight fit. Her nipples still poking through the yellow material.

"Eat me, oppa."

You shrug your shoulders. There is barely half an hour left. You survived eating out Minju. How hard can it be to resist Yena?

She squeals in delight as you pick her up. Placing her on the edge of the dinner table, you motion for her to get rid of her shorts. While Yena does so, Karina keeps talking.

"The two of you get punished. You are only allowed to touch yourselves, after oppa made me and Yena cum."

Chaewon and Minju are visibly against it, but they don't have a choice.

You watch Yena taking her shorts off. As expected, she isn't wearing any underwear.

Her neatly trimmed pussy invites you to have a taste. You kneel in front of her, placing your head between her legs.

Yena moans as she feels your lips on her thighs. She has been holding out for the whole month. Every touch of yours makes her shiver.

You slowly make your way up towards her core. Yena's breath hitches as you finally place a kiss on her lower lips.

Glancing to your right, you see Karina leaning against the back of the couch, arms folded in front of her chest, while she watches you. You see her biting her lips, her legs slightly rubbing against each other. She is probably regretting wearing a jeans by now. A skirt would've given her easier access.

Minju and Chaewon both placed their chins on the backrest, while they watch you, eating out their former band mate.

Yena's cute moans quickly mix with the sounds of you, eating her pussy. You attack her as if you were starving for days. Her cunt becomes a delicious meal as you lick every inch of it.

Yena's hands hold onto the edge of the table, while yours are placed on her thigh, forcing them to stay open.

The young woman crumbles more and more under your touch. She hasn't cum for a whole month as well. She is equally sensitive.

When you take her clit into your mouth, you know it's only a matter of seconds.

"Oppa!"

A heavy sigh escapes her lips, before she quivers on top of your dinner table. Her wet pussy is glistening with her juices as you start to lick her clean.

Yena's body keeps moving on its own, until you lapped up everything.

"Come here."

You look at Karina, her eyes burning with lust. When she is really horny, she can become dominant, telling you to fuck her. But as soon as you actually touch her, she becomes butter in your hand.

After getting up, you walk over to her. You spin your girlfriend around, bending her over the backrest.

You see Minju biting her lip, while Chaewon had placed her hand over her skirt. It's a white one. Her matching crop top shows off her naked tummy.

After unbuttoning Karina's jeans, you pull down the zipper. Her lower half is revealed inch by inch as you peel the tight blue fabric off her.

Instead of eating her out, you pull her black panties to the side, before letting a finger enter her pussy.

Karina moans at your touch. She has waited so long for this. A second finger joins the first just a second later.

Karina is already wet enough for you to start to finger her immediately. She couldn't stop imagining you with Minju, after she tasted the younger girl on your lips.

You lean over her, kissing her neck.

"How often did you cum after you left?"

"I didn't."

Karina gasps as she feels your fingers move inside of her.

"Don't lie to me, baby."

You kiss her again.

"I'm being hon-fuck!"

You reached her G-spot, now rubbing it, making Karina stop mid sentence.

"Just tell me."

You keep fingering her, while your knee parts her legs.

Karina's hair is covering her face, so you are unable to see her expressions. But her moans tell you enough about how good she feels.

"Three. Three times."

The other girls watch as your fingers in Karina's pussy push her against the backrest.

"Minju. Strip."

The young angel jumps off the couch at your words. A big grin on her face.

In a blink, her top is gone. Her shorts hit the ground, revealing that she lost her underwear at the airport. You wonder if some lucky fan will find it in the restroom.

"Make Karina eat your pussy. She said she loves your taste."

"Yes, oppa. Thank you, unnie."

Minju blushes at Karina's comment.

She places one foot on the couch, showing off her pink pussy lips. Reaching down for Karina's hair, Minju pulls her head up.

Your girlfriend's face is forced against Minju's cunt.

By the way Minju's head rolls back, you can tell that Karina immediately starts with her new task. Every moan she releases into Minju's pussy, makes the younger girl moan in response.

Your hands keep working inside Karina's snatch, slightly curled up to reach her G-spot. Yena must have snuck up to you, because she is now wrapping her arms around your lower torso.

"Oppa."

Her cute voice makes you turn your head, her face buried in your back.

"Can I suck you off, oppa? You taste so good."

You shake your head. It's not past midnight yet.

"Please?"

"Chaewon. Shut her up and sit on her face."

The girl on the couch beams with excitement. She had to suffer the last couple of minutes, having to watch you eat Yena out. She wasn't allowed to touch herself and she couldn't look away either.

Her black Le Sserafim panties are soaked with her juices already as she gets off the couch.

Yena holds onto you for a moment, while Chaewon tries to get her off you. But a second later, Yena resigns to her fate.

You don't see what's going on behind you, but eventually, Chaewon starts moaning. Whatever Yena is doing, she is doing the right thing. And she isn't begging anymore.

You suddenly remember what she just said. How does she know, how you taste?

Karina kicks your shinbone by accident as more pleasure takes over her body. She keeps moaning and mumbling into Minju's pussy. Both of the younger girl's hands are holding onto her hair.

With your free hand, you reach around Karina's body, ready to give her the final push. Your hand dives underneath her plain, white shirt, making it's way towards her chest. Her smooth skin feels amazing underneath your fingertips, until you reach her bra.

For easier access in times like these, especially in public, Karina has started to wear bras that can be opened in the front. They are easier to close afterwards as well.

You unhook her bra with one finger, feeling her tits leaving their lace prison. Playing with her mounds underneath her shirt makes Karina wetter than before. As much as you like her tits, she likes it when you give attention to them. She can turn into a submissive slut for your cock, just because you have played with her chest for a couple of moments.

Just like now. Her pussy closes around your fingers. Minju has to pull her further into her core as she tries to get away from her. You pinch one of her nipples, making Karina cum.

Her legs buckle as she moans louder than before. Minju feels the aftermath, her own pussy now contracting around thin air. The thought of your fingers inside her pussy makes her cum as well.

The two girls breath heavily in tandem as they both ride out their highs.

You need two attempts to slowly pull your fingers out of Karina's snug pussy. They are now coated in a thick layer of her cum.

Turning around, you see that Yena is lying on the floor, Chaewon on top of her. She is literally riding her face right now. As if she is riding cock. Her eyes are closed in unspoken bliss. The way Yena moves her tongue indicates that this isn't their first time doing this.

Chaewon's moans are more reserved and more quiet. You shut her up completely, by forcing your fingers into her mouth.

The young girl moans around your fingers as her tongue starts to lick them clean.

Glancing at the clock that is hanging on the wall of the living room, you sigh in relief. Five more minutes. You got this. No matter what they could do to you, there is no way you could fail now.

"Chaewon, get off."

You tap her shoulder, making the girl look up at you.

"Time to make proper use of Yena's mouth."

The pink haired woman gets off the ground, kneeling in front of you. Without a word, she starts to undo your belt, eagerly licking her lips.

"What about me, oppa?"

Chaewon's disappointment is written on her face.

"Come here."

As she does what you tell her, you spin her around, making her stand, with her back towards you, on your right. You reach around her body, quickly finding her panties, which once again hide her pussy. She quickly pulls them to the side, making you dip a finger into her honey pot.

By now, Yena has gotten rid of your pants. She hooks her fingers into the waistband of your boxers, before pulling them down. Your hard cock lands on her face. It almost reaches past her eyes. She lets it rest on her face, slowly sticking her tongue out.

At the same time, you start to finger Chaewon properly. Her quiet moans become a little louder.

Yena starts sucking you off. Her pace is quick from the beginning, desperate to show you what you have been missing. Her lips are tightly wrapped around your cock as she moves along it's length.

You feel Chaewon lean against your side as you bring her closer to orgasm. Karina and Minju moan behind you, you are too busy with Chaewon and Yena to turn around.

Yena's lips feel incredible. Especially after that whole month. It almost seems like Yena's mouth was made for sucking cock. Her eyes are closed as she keeps enjoying your dick in her mouth.

Chaewon is unable to pull her panties to the side by now. You feel them rub against your fingers whenever you move them. Her pussy could rival Karina's in tightness.

"Oppa!"

The young girl mewls as she cums on your fingers. She arches her back as she presses her head into your side.

Meanwhile, Yena has moved from giving head to using her throat. Her gag reflex makes her tighten around you. More and more spit starts to leak out of the corners of her mouth as Yena tries her best to make you cum before midnight. Only two more minutes to go.

Pulling your fingers out of Chaewon, earns you whine from the young woman. You place both of your hands on Yena's head, starting to fuck her throat.

She stops moving now, keeping her head in place. You use her mouth like a cock sleeve, thrusting into her, until her eyes water.

A small puddle starts to form underneath her as she keeps taking your cock. She does her best to keep her lips tightly wrapped around you. But because of your speed, she is unable to keep all of her saliva inside her mouth.

As you feel your orgasm approaching, you know that there is only one place you can cum.

"Karina."

You manage to groan your girlfriend's name.

She appears next to you, her top and bra gone by now. Her nipples are covered in spit as she kneels next to Yena. It seems like Minju already prepared her for this.

You let go of Yena's head, quickly pulling out. Strings of her saliva are still connecting your cock with her lips. While you watch Yena and Karina trade places, you are able to take a breather. A couple of seconds more in that heavenly mouth of hers and you would've cum down her throat.

Karina pushes her tits out as she gives you a seductive stare, biting her lip. Your cock is just about the right height for her to wrap her tits around it.

You watch her spit into her cleavage as her tits swallow your cock. The warmth of your skin makes your head fall back as Karina starts to move up and down.

Her warm tits push you closer towards your first orgasm in a month. You can feel the pressure rising in your abdomen.

Needing to hold onto something, you grab some of Karina's hair. She looks up at you with a knowing smirk. The two of you did this so many times already and yet you both don't grow tired of it.

You feel Karina picking up the pace a little. You groan as you watch the tip of your cock appear from between her tits, before it vanishes in their depths.

You suddenly take notice of the three girls, who are knealing next to Karina. Yena and Chaewon on her right, Minju in her left. They watch in awe as they envy Karina's ability to make you feel this good with just her tits.

"Where are you gonna cum, oppa?"

Yena asks this question as if she wants to know what you want for dinner.

"There is only one proper place, idiot."

Chaewon nudges her side with an elbow.

Minju looks up at you, her big eyes pleading for your attention.

"Are you gonna cum on unnie's tits, oppa?"

Karina moans at the thought and you almost cum right there. You remember all the times you painted your girlfriend's chest white with your semen.

Only able to shake your head, you keep making Minju guess.

"Her face?"

Minju sticks out her tongue as if she is waiting for her own facial.

"Or in her mouth?"

Minju's seductive tone and Karina's warm mounds finally push you over the edge. You are surprised you were able to hold out this long.

As she feels your cock twitch in her cleavage, Karina let's go off her chest. You pull away, before pushing inside her wide open mouth.

Thrusting inside, you care unable to check the time. Has it been two minutes already? Whatever. You see stars as you finally unload inside your girlfriend's mouth.

Rope after rope of build up cum floods her insides. Karina tries to gulp down all of it, but some starts to leak out of the corners of her mouth. Luckily, Yena and Minju are more than happy to help. The two of them make use of their tongues, finally able to taste your cum for the first time.

Karina tries to catch her breath as your cock slowly softens inside her mouth. Her throat is all sticky, making it harder for her to breath.

You watch as Yena turns towards Chaewon, giving her a deep kiss. The two girls share your cum as you can see their cheeks bulge, due to their moving tongues.

You are even to tired to be startled as the doorbell suddenly rings. That must be the food. Minju, being the closest to the door, gets up and walks towards the door. You want to tell her to get dressed first, but you feel Karina's tongue swirl around your cock, making you weak.

Only able to stand in your living room in silence, you watch as Minju opens the door.

She is completely naked, but she put some of her hair over her face. You are not sure if the delivery guy is able to tell who she is, but by judging the sound of his voice, it's clear that he is focused on something else than her face.

After Minju took the boxes of food, she blows the guy a kiss while winking.

"Have a lovely night, babe."

She closes the door behind her, not without looking back, smiling as she sees the man stare at her naked backside.

The thrill of some stranger checking out her naked body makes Minju's pussy wet as hell, which might be an odd comparison. Maybe more like a waterslide. That would be appropriate.

She almost runs towards the dinner table to put down the boxes.

"Oppa, give me your cock."

She whines as Yena and Chaewon still look at her in shock. Karina has finished cleaning your cock by now. She takes it out of her mouth, holding its base with her hand.

"Time to fill this little angel with your cum, honey."

Karina winks at you, before giving your tip one last kiss.

Before Minju can react, you reach behind her and swipe the boxes of food off the table. They all make some noise as they fall to the ground. You don't care. For a month, even longer than that, you dreamed about fucking Minju. To turn her into a begging mess.

You push her against the edge of the table, making her fall onto the wooden surface. Using your hands, you pull her legs apart so much, her feet are almost at the same hight as the rest of her body. How flexible she is.

You don't need any warm up. The sight of a naked Minju is too much for your mind anyways. She is wet enough already after having played with Karina earlier and after making the delivery guy fall in love with her body.

You align your cock with her snatch, moving your hands towards her full thighs. You grab them hard, making Minju wince. With one thrust, you part her lips and push deep inside her pussy.

Minju's eyes roll to the back of her head, feeling how you stretch her open.

Another thrust, this time, you bottom out inside of her. Minju's moans are music to your ears as you start to fuck her hard and slow.

Her walls are tight, her pussy wet. It feels like she is pulling you in with every thrust. The other girls have gathered around to watch, praising Minju.

"Oh, gosh. How does that even fit?"

Chaewon seems genuinely curious, her hand moving between her thighs. She is trying to fit more than two fingers inside her own pussy, trying to match the thickness of your cock.

Minju whines with every thrust, making you want to fuck her even harder.

Yena puts her hand on Minju's naked stomach, closing her eyes.

"I can even feel oppa rearranging your guts. That's so hot."

She moans as she imagines feeling it inside her own body.

Karina is standing behind you, pressing her body against yours. You can feel her nipples rub against your back.

"You fuck her so good. Take your prize, oppa. It's yours. You own it. Have your way with it."

It feels weird to hear Karina refer to Minju ad an object. And yet, it does seem to make sense to your body. As if on its own, your body starts to thrust into Minju harder. The flesh on her thighs turns red around your finger as you hold onto her legs.

"She is just a cum dump for you. Only here to milk your cock, oppa."

You pound Minju into the surface of the table, her back starting to arch off the wood.

"Tell him, Minju. Tell him what you are."

"I'm yours, oppa."

Without a second of hesitation, Minju starts talking between her loud moans.

"Take me as you wish. Use my body to make yourself cum."

"Address him properly, slut."

Yena gives Minju a light slap on her cheek. The younger girl moans.

"Please, daddy. My holes belong to you. All of them!"

Minju closes her eyes. The pleasure in her pussy and the pain in her thighs both start to become equally too much.

Her loud moan is interrupted by Chaewon, suddenly spitting into her mouth. The youngest chokes on her saliva.

"You are nothing but talk. Make him cum already. You are being a bad toy for oppa."

Minju squirms around on the cold surface, the degradation too much for her mind to handle. With a familiar squeal, she let's herself go.

The young angel squirts on your cock, drowning it in her juices. It makes you almost slip out, but you just pull her further towards you.

"Let go of her thighs, oppa. You are gonna break her legs."

You do as Karina says, only now realizing how hard you are holding onto them. As you place your hands on her waist, you see the massive red fingerprints on her otherwise flawless skin. Those are going to turn into bruises.

Minju starts moaning again as she feels your hands press into her stomach.

"I'm a good cum dump, daddy. Give me all of it."

Another slap from Yena.

"Who are you to demand something from him? Beg like the slut that you are."

Unable to think straight in her cock drunken state, Minju just starts spilling utter filth.

"Please ruin me, daddy. My pussy is only for your cum. That's why I exist. For you to pump your cum into my little cunt."

You fuck her so hard and fast by now, she is almost unable to form words. You are glad you just came, now able to make full use of Minju's body.

You never expected her to get off to being degraded by her former members. Her snug pussy feels like a cock sleeve as Minju's arousal starts to know no limit.

"Make me cum on your cock again, daddy. Please. Make me think of your cock when-"

Her back arches off the wood, her words interrupted by another orgasm. You keep fucking her. It takes a while for Minju to finish her sentence.

"-whenever I'm horny. I can't live without it anymore."

Karina now leans over Minju. She is now standing next to Chaewon, on Minju's left. You are surprised when you see her slap Minju's left breast. It makes the youngest squeal in pain.

"Make him cum already. We don't have all night."

Minju sobs, nodding with her eyes closed. You feel her flexing her abs, trying to make her pussy even tighter.

"You are just a worthless cum dump."

With every word, Karina gives Minju's chest a slap, alternating between both of her tits.

"Maybe Wonyoung could do a better job."

"No, unnie. Please!"

Minju's desperate voice pushes you closer towards your slowly building orgasm.

"I'm the best cum dump for daddy. My hole is made for his cock."

You feel her flexing her abs again, underneath your hands. You are still surprised how she is able to stretch out her legs like that, even while getting fucked like a piece of meat. Her feet are hanging off both edges of the table.

"Please, daddy! If you cum now, I will wear a collar for you all the time, showing everyone I'm yours. Write on it whatever you want."

"How about 'cum dumpster'?"

Yena gives Minju's cheek another slap.

Chaewon holds the youngest's head in place.

"Or 'sex toy'."

She spits into her mouth again.

The final blow belongs to Karina.

"It must be 'master's cum bucket'."

You groan as you feel Minju's pussy contract around you, making both of you cum.

"You always have to wear it. At home, in public, at the airport. Everywhere."

You shoot your load into Minju's awaiting pussy. She gasps and moans at the hot feeling in her core. Her abs hurt because of the constant flexing. Her pussy milks more and more of your cum into her belly.

Minju mewls and whines, begging to be able to wear a collar like these.

"Fuck, oppa!"

Yena screams as she cums once again. You hold her body in place as you keep fucking her. You are holding her in your arms, impaling her on your cock again and again. Her back is arched back, making her abs flex wonderfully. Her yellow top is bunched up underneath her shoulders. You lean forward to capture her nipples with your mouth.

You hear whining and moaning from behind you on the couch.

Minju, being the cum filled mess she is, is trying her best to fend off Karina and Chaewon. While the younger girl is sitting on her face, forcing her to eat her out, Karina is trying to pry open her legs. Your girlfriend is doing her best to get her mouth closer towards Minju's cum filled snatch, trying to have more of your load.

The young angel has barely any resistance left in her. In the end, she has to admit defeat. She can't help but moan into Chaewon's pussy as she feels Karina eating your cream pie out of her.

"Fuck me harder, oppa!"

Yena makes you focus back on her. You thrust forward faster, while pulling her towards you again and again. You reach even deeper into her pussy. If you could see behind you, you would be able to watch Yena's toes curl in pleasure.

"Oppa!"

She is unable to wrap her legs around your torso, too weak to do anything but moan. You devour Yena's chest once again, making sure her nipples are covered in spit.

"Fuck, Yena. Gonna cum."

You lie her down on the backrest, her body bending due to her flexibility. You start cuming all over her body. Her tummy, her pussy, her chest, her face. You cover all of it in your cum.

"Oh my god, oppa."

Still having this undying fire burn inside of you, you thrust into Yena again as soon as you stop cuming.

You feel the rays of the sun shine onto your face as you slowly drift off to sleep. You are lying in your bed, Karina next to you, her back turned towards you. This would've been a normal night, except for the three other bodies in your bed.

Yena is lying on Karina's side. She fell asleep right after eating Karina out one last time. Her face is resting against the older girl's thighs.

Minju is lying at the foot of the bed. Lying on her back, you would be able to see what you did to her, if you were to stand next to her. Her pussy is still full of cum after another cream pie. The red marks on her thighs slowly start to turn purple. You don't remember who it was, maybe you, but someone used a marker to write something on Minju's throat.

"Owned"

You wonder how long it's gonna take for the black ink to disappear.

Chaewon feel asleep last. The young troublemaker is your small spoon as your cock is still imbedded in her freshly fucked pussy. She is proving herself as an excellent cock warmer, your hot cum still deep inside her body. Her black Le Sserafim panties are hanging out of her half opened mouth. Evidence of you, trying to silence her screams.

With a smile on your face, you finally fall into your dreams. The girls promised to stay for a couple of days longer. NNN was worth it after all. Maybe next year, Karina is able to convince Wonyoung as well. Having a fivesome is something you never deared to dream of. What are you supposed to call it when Wonyoung actually joins? Your own bangbang?

The thought starts of your dream.

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a/n: fluffy fluff w the team and spencer. it was gonna be smut but i was having a mental breakdown over my exams so it took a diff turn lmao.

hope you enjoy 🤍

"hey pretty girl-" "no" "but i-" "no"

wrapped up in a thick warm blanket, you narrow your eyes at morgan while everyone still boards the jet. he's annoying you and you know it. but combined with your health and tiredness, you really don't want to play into it tonight.

however morgan is morgan and he has other plans, obviously

you were just so grateful to be going home where your bed desperately awaits your presence. it had been an awful two weeks, the unsub was meticulous and smart. and he worked with several people, it took days to track them all down. not to mention today was also the delightful day your immune system decided it no longer wanted to work resulting in a high fever and the flu. you passed the worst of it but not yet well enough to do most things.

"are you sleeping?" rossi poked your head and you gave him a slight glare, indicating towards yourself

"does it look like i'm having a party here?" you ask sarcastically, making him raise his arms in defense. rossi chuckles as he sits next to morgan, undoubtedly the two were going to be a pain in the ass the whole entire time.

"you cut us deep kid, you cut us real deep" morgan placed a hand over his heart, feigning sadness and pain. you both went back and forth with the comments until you groan slightly, leaning your head back.

"emily" you complained, pointing to the men opposite you. they laughed a little and slowly coughed when she gives them both a stern looking over.

"you leave her alone morgan, y/n isn't feeling well" emily scolded lightly, turning the page on her book.

"neither am i" he whines back, dramatically flopping his hand to his head.

"aww you poor baby" jj playfully mocked derek, coming back from the kitchen. she warmed a hot water bottle for you to have, her motherly instincts kicking in.

"there ya go" she gave you a sweet smile, standing up as she ruffled your hair. everytime a member of the team were sick, jj always made sure they were comfortable and rested. it was always without hesitation, always making you thankful there was someone in the team like her.

"how you feeling gumdrop?" garcia walks in with all her bags, setting them down as she feels your forehead. your frown is still fixated upon derek with whom you both start playfully bickering with each other

"hey hey, none of that sass mister. y/n is ill tonight, okay?" penelope narrows her eyes at him who blinks in shock.

"babygirl you're supposed to be on my side"

"hey i always am! but you, my delectable chocolate thunder, are getting on everyone's last nerve right now" she taps her pen at the end of his nose. he frowns in confusion but she settles beside him, giving him a nudge.

you give derek a cheeky smile knowing you've won that round and he narrows his eyes at you, knowing he would pay you back when you were better. you rolled the blanket over your head, cocooning yourself in a ball.

"are you feeling better, l/n?" hotch enters, settling in his usual place. you mumble a response from under the blanket, shivering slightly as the hot water bottle pressed firmly into your body. why was it so hard to warm up?

"hey l/n y'know-" derek begins but you cut him off with an annoyed sigh.

"leave me alone" you grumble under the warmth of your layers, hearing chuckles coming from the plane.

you feel something warm wrapped themselves around your lap and you stiffen, ready to tackle some sense into derek. but you see curly hair splayed on your lap. arms coming to snake themselves around your waist, beautiful honey eyes coming to give you some comfort. you relax, holding him that much closer

"never" spencer whispers, his hands coming to holds yours. his fingers interlaced with yours, he brings the back of your hand for a kiss, rubbing your knuckles tenderly. it felt so incredibly intimate, every part of you warming up to his affections.

he can't help but brush some hair back, just observing how beautiful you looked. even when you were sick, you had him in a trance that he never wanted to wake up from. he wants more, you feel his lips brush against your cheeks, breaths mingling until a pillow on your lap completely cuts you from your daze.

"get a room kid!"

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why does your best friend’s brother have to be so hot??

☆ suna rintarou x f!reader! (pt.3)☆

pt.1 pt.2 pt.4 links!!

cw: smut! porn with feelings, fluff!, oral sex f recieving, confessions, alcohol use (responsibly), reader is hot and she knows it, tiny bit of angst but not really, party!, atsumu is annoying.

you stare at yourself in the mirror, cursing trying to put the obnoxious earring backing on.

“here let me help you.” your best friend mumbles, moving your hair and easily putting the jewlery on in place.

“thanks… are you sure it won’t be too cold tonight? maybe the skirt is too much.” you pout, looking over your outfit. the only ‘going out’ clothes you really brought was a short skirt and your favorite top that you’d wear to parties back at college.

it was your last week here at the suna residence, with classes starting up again soon.

so of course, the miya twins decided to reunite everyone at their family home, and throw a party. you were at least thankful it was only a street away so no one had to drive over there.

“you’ll be fine. atsumu’s hosting, i’m sure he’ll offer to warm you up” ami giggles. you roll your eyes. the more eccentric miya twin had always pined after you back in high school. of course you never paid him any mind, your heart was always focused on rintarou.

everytime you’d go to the inarizaki volleyball games back in high school, he’d come up to you with his charming smile. ‘aww, come all this way just to see little ol’ me? how sweet!’ he’d say before his brother would come in and grab him, apologizing for his nagging behavior. what you’d never notice though, was the way rintarou would glare daggers at his friend, always flirting with you right in front of him.

you wouldn’t hear their conversations in the locker rooms back then either.

‘i think i’m gonna ask her out, what do you think, suna?’ the blonde setter comments, smirking at the brunette who sat on the bench on his phone.

he just scoffed, sounding unconvinced. ‘good luck with that.’

‘hey! what’s that supposed to mean?’ he pouts, his ego taking a blow.

‘just saying, doesn’t seem like she’s that interested in you.’ suna replies, taking a sip from his water bottle.

‘oh yeah? sounds like you’re just jealous, mister.’ atsamu’s lips quirk back up into his usual smirk.

rin’s eye twitches.

‘no way. she’s like a sister to me.’

“ami you liar, it’s cold as fuck!” you shiver slightly, holding your arms to your chest as you step out the front door, rintarou locking it behind you three.

“consequences of dressing like a hottie. some liquor will warm you right up” she beams at you, making you sigh. “i guess” you squirm uncomfortably in your outfit. the second you walked downstairs, rintarou’s eyes went directly to your bare legs in the skirt. he still seemed so nervous around you even after he’s quite literally been inside of you (twice).

“let’s go before atsumu drinks everything and starts challenging people to sing offs.” the older suna says, walking ahead of you guys on the sidewalk.

“jeez, why’s he in a mood” ami mutters to you, you just shrug, eyeing him.

rin wasn't too excited at the thought of watching guys fawn over you all night while he had to stand back and not be able to do a thing about it.

once you approach the house, you could hear music playing from the backyard. rintarou knocks on the door first, texting someone to let them know you were there.

the door opens a few seconds later, a grey haired twin smiling at you three. “look who it is! long time no see girls. suna.” he gives the man a side hug, they still saw each other from time to time after college. you noticed the way osamu’s eyes lit up when ami smiled back at him. your eyebrows quirked.

“everyone’s scattered around, mostly in the back. drinks in the kitchen, beer pong in the garadge. the usual.” he lets you guys in pointing to each area as if you all hadn’t been there before.

“thanks, samu! c’mon” ami grabs your arm, giving osamu a kirt wave before dragging you into the kitchen where a few familiar faces stood around. you two pour yourselves drink after drink, conversing with some girls you ran into.

“atsumu!” one of the girls waves behind you. you hear him approach, turning around to face him. rintarou stood across the room with the osamu, keeping an eye once he saw the blonde come up to you.

“if it isn’t my favorite girl! how are you, gorgeous?” he slings a strong arm around your shoulder. if you weren’t in such a good mood you probably would have shrugged him off.

“hi, miya” you play into it, giving him a friendly smile. but still, rintarou lingered in the back of your mind.

“miya? ouch, no need to be so formal to the future love of your life.” he puts a dramatic hand to his heart, as if he’d been stabbed. you just roll your eyes, moving his arm and stepping away from him. he puts on his usual pout, ignoring the other girls who were trying to get his attention.

“you’re funny. should be a comedian instead of an athlete.” you comment, taking a sip from the plastic cup in your hand. you ignore the familiar burning sensation of the alcohol in your throat.

“i think that’s the only compliment you’ve ever given me, i’m flattered.”

you roll your eyes at his antics. you should’ve expected this from him.

rin watches from the side, downing his drink a little too fast.

“don’t let atsumu rile you up, man. dude’s just trying to rebound from his last girlfriend who dumped him.” osamu reassures the tall middle blocker, noticing his glaring at his brother.

“rebound? he’s trying to hook up with her or something?” suna’s grip on the cup tightens at the thought of you even being near atsumu in that way.

“who knows, he’s been crushing on her since like second year. why do you care so much anyways? i thought you saw her like a- oh.” his eyes soften. he got it. the time he got lunch with suna a week ago, noticing the hickies on his neck. him mentioning that you were staying at their house over the break.

you two were fucking.

“jesus dude, does your sister know?” he questions, his voice getting a little quieter.

“huh? what, no. we’re both adults, i don’t see why…” rintarou drags on, noticing the way the blonde twin was getting closer and closer to you.

“then why do you- hey! where are you going?” the grey haired twin calls after him, but he just ignores him.

your eyes meet rin’s as he approaches. a hint of relief washing over you. osamu took this chance to chat up ami.

“what’s goin on, dude?” suna puts a hand on the setter’s shoulder.

“suna! missed seein’ you around!” the tipsy man gives his attention to his old friend, giving you a chance to slip away. you give ami some excuse like ‘need some fresh air.’ she just nods, making sure you’re good before continuing her conversation with the calmer twin. you smile at the way her face lit up when talking to him.

you sit on a loungchair by the pool, far enough from everyone. you pull out your phone, giggling at the thought of how mad rintarou would be realizing his sister and bestfriend were flirting. it was kind of ironic though, given your own situation.

your mind started to wander. were you wrong for openly lying to your bestfriend who you adored so dearly? you’d liked rin for years, but since you guys started hooking up, you’ve had a guilty conscience.

what even were you two? you weren’t dating, but more than friends. the stolen kisses you two shared when ami wasn’t in the room. the looks you give each other over dinner or when passing in the hallway. it would all be over in a weeks time. would he move on? find someone else to occupy his time?

“what are you staring at?” the low voice you know oh to well cuts through your thoughts. you realize you spaced out, staring into the changing colors of the pool lights. suna takes a seat next to you on the spacious chair.

“nothing, just thinking.” you shrug, bringing your gaze back to him.

“what are you doing out here?” you add, picking up your drink from the floor and taking a sip. he gives you a small smile.

“couldn’t let you sit out here all alone. especially if tsumu tried hitting on you again.” he watches as your lips meet the cup. your eyebrow quirked.

“hmm. someone jealous?” you smirk, placing your drink back down on the floor, your head already dizzy from all the alcohol you’ve already had. plus your close proximity to the man in front of you did not help.

he snorts. “of him? no way. if you wanted him you would’ve gone for it years ago. plus-“ he leans a little closer. “-he’s not the one who got to fuck you.” oh the liquor made him bold.

it was true, he wasn’t jealous of the setter himself. he was more jealous at the thought of anyone else having you. especially when you leave in a week.

“y’know, tokyo’s only like, three hours away from where i go.” he says. he refuses to look away from you. you just look so good.

“what are you implying?” you cross one leg over the other, leaning a little back to get a better look at him.

“i-i don’t know. just mentioning it.” you scoff at his sudden dry response. your heart feeling a small pang of hurt from remembering what atsumu told you just a few minutes ago before rin came over to save you from his nagging.

‘aw that’s cute. looking over at suna over there. y’know he told me he sees you as a little sister. such a sweet guy looking out for you like that.’ the worst part is he wasn’t even trying to be sarcastic or spiteful, just genuinely praising suna.

“right…” you sigh, standing up to leave. before you can even turn around he reaches for your hand.

“hey, what’s wrong?” his voice is full of worry. your shoulders slump, he stands to meet your height. he still held onto your hand, his thumb rubbing gently over your knuckles.

“i-i’m just drained. think i’m gonna walk back home.” your skin tingles at the way he’s so gentle with you. compared to the way he was in sports.

“let me walk you.”

“no, that’s not necessary rin.”

“you’re drunk, i’m not gonna let you walk home alone.”

“i’m not even that-“ you start, but he cuts you off with a stern scold of your own name.

“fine… but let me text your sister first.” you sigh, sending her a quick ‘don’t feel too god, rintarou’s gonna take me home. are you ok? we can stay if you want.’

she sends back a text that makes you giggle. ‘oh girl, do not worry about me’ you look up and spot her with osamu, she gives you a thumbs up. you knew you were right. she’s been wanting to hop on the samu train since high school. glad she finally got the chance.

‘don’t wait up. probably gonna stay here tonight. do NOT tell my brother he will murder me and samu both.’

you laugh at your phone, suna gives you a confused look.

“what’s so funny?”

“oh, nothing. let’s go.”

you two snuck out the back gate, not wanting to draw any attention. it was bad enough you two were walking out together, a lingering mark still on his neck from just a few days ago.

“you still cold?” he asks, your shoulders brushing as you walk down the dark street.

“nah, ami was right. tequila warms me right up.” you say. plus the close proximity to him kept you warm, his body heat radiating from under his jacket. it stayed silent for a few moments before you speak up.

“was… was atsumu telling the truth?” you say, looking up at him.

“what did that idiot say this time?” he gives a small laugh.

“that you think of me as a sister.” this makes him stop dead in his tracks. he looks at you nervously.

“do you really think we’d have done all we did if i thought that?” he says, pushing a loose strand of your hair behind your ear. you shrug, making him sigh.

“i said that shit in high school. before…”

“before what?” you peer up at him, his callused hands moving to cup your face.

“before i realized i… had feelings for you.” he confesses, making your eyes widen.

when rintarou first realized he was in love with you, it was a little later than when you developed your own crush on him. it was your eighteenth birthday, suna was nineteen and in his first year of college. ami threw you a suprise party at her house, inviting all your friends. you wore your prettiest little outfit. ami even convinced her uncle to get you guys some beers, needless to say, the birthday girl drank most of them.

when the night went on, you spotted rin nursing his own beer on the couch. you come up to him, sitting maybe a little too close than you meant to.

“why’re you sulking here by yourself. s’my birthday! i command you to have some fun, rintarou.” the way you said his name made something stir inside of him. your body faced his, you didn’t even notice the way your dress rode up on your thighs, or the way his eyes immediately went down to them.

“how’s it feel to finally be an adult?” he says, forcing his eyes back on yours.

“s’alright. kinda anticlimactic but i’m glad m’here. glad you’re here.” you admit, the alcohol clearly making you more bold. his eyes widen a little. you weren’t just his little sister’s best friend, you were a smart, funny, beautiful woman. he’s always known you were pretty, it was obvious. but he’d never had a genuine conversation with you like this.

you two talked for half an hour. everytime you’d smile or laugh at something he said, his heart beat would quicken in his chest.

your head whipped when you heard a call of your name from one of your friends. “c’mon! we got you a cake!”

he never forgot the smile you had on your face when your friends put this much effort into your birthday. it just proved what a good, special person you were. he found himself not wanting you to leave, wanting you to stay talking with him. the nagging pain in his heart when you got up to leave, giving him a cute little wave and a ‘talk to you later!’

then it all clicked.

years of glaring at any boy who approached you, smiling whenever he’d see you in the stands of his games cheering him on, the small tingle of excitment in his chest when he knew you were coming over to see his sister.

he’d loved you for so long, and he never even realized it. not until you left for college, leaving him with his own feelings to sort through. so when he found out you were staying with them over the break, god was he estatic on the inside.

you two stand only a few houses down from his. you could easily walk over and continue the conversation there, but he needed you. needed you to know how much he truly cared.

“oh” a hint of nerves crawled up your spine. your head spins. you’d been this close so many times before, but behind closed doors. except that one time in the kitchen.

but he held you in the middle of the street, not caring that anyone could walk out of their house and see you two. his forehead presses against yours, breathing in your air.

you didn’t know what to say, so you just lean up on your tipy toes and peck his lips, making him smile. he wraps his arms around your waist, not a chance of letting you pull away from him.

“rin, someone might see.” you giggle into the kiss, he just shakes his head gently.

“i don’t give a fuck, let them.”

you stand in his room. it hadn’t changed very much since the very few times you’d peeked in walking past it before. a few hoodies laid out in his chair from when he was deciding what to wear earlier.

he had a few posters on his walls, some of random volleyball teams and even some random bands. the room smelled like him.

“here, drink some water.” he walks back in, closing the door behind him as he hands you a clear plastic bottle. you take it, your hand brushing with his own. you seat yourself on the edge of his bed, tapping your foot against the carpeted floor anxiously. you take a few sips to relieve your nerves.

“you look really good tonight.” his voice cuts through the silence. your head perks up, eyes meeting his.

“so i don’t look good every other night?” you give him a playful smile. he scoffs, hopping on the bed next to you, making the mattress squeak.

“you know what i mean.” his large hand finds your own, playing with you fingers.

this was probably the first time in the last few weeks you’d been alone for this long together without fucking.

“osamu knows about… us.” his hand doesn’t leave your own. your eyebrow quirks.

“you told him?” you softly ask, not angry or demanding. if anything, you were somewhat flattered he wanted people to know.

“he figured it out. mentioned i was ‘oogling’ you too hard” he gives a small chuckle, squeezing your hand gently. his small little acts of affection always made you relax into his touch. you lead your head on his strong shoulder, sighing.

“you think he’ll tell ami?” you peek up at him, moving a peice of his dark hair away from his eyes. he just shrugs.

“probably not. even if he does it wouldn’t be the worst thing.” he kisses your forehead.

“i’d rather her find out when i’m hours away. i don’t need to be murdered in my sleep for lying to her.” you reply. he just laughs.

“c’mon. you’re the only girl she’d ever approve of me being with. she loves you, my parents love you, i-“

you cut him off with a kiss to his surprisingly soft lips, pulling him in by the nape of his neck.

he smiles into the kiss, his hands going to your waist to bring you closer.

“c’mere” he grabs your hips, helping you straddle his lap, facing him. you hold back a gasp when you feel his half hard dick

“someone’s impatient…” you mumble into his mouth, he bites your lip in retort. you try to pull back but his mouth just follows yours, hands gripping your waist for dear life so you didn’t fall right off his lap.

“look so pretty in your little skirt-“ one of his hands reaches under your skirt, groping your ass through your panties, making you gasp.

“-wanted to drag you in the bathroom and fuck you over the counter.” his kisses go down your jaw, sucking new marks into your neck and collarbones.

“jesus, rin.” your voice is needy. you unconsciously grind your hips into his, needing some some sort of friction. the action made him groan.

your breath catches in your throat when he switches your positions, you laying on your back on his bed while he stands over you. his eyes go to your lifted skirt, holding back a groan when he sees the growing wet patch on the fabric of your panties.

he breathes out your name, looking up at you while slowly kissing down your exposed thighs, kneeling down. you squirm under him, he just gives your thigh a threatening squeeze. “stay still, pretty.” his nose finds your clothed clit, making you gasp.

“y-you don’t have to-“

“shush. i want to, so badly.” he assures, licking your clothed cunt. the fabric adding to the stimulation, making you grip his sheets underneath you.

he slides your soaked panties to the side, the cool air hitting your now exposed pussy.

“always so pretty for me.” he immediately delves into your cunt, lapping up and down you folds before focusing on your clit. you let out mewls of his name, gripping at his dark locs of hair.

he brings you closer to him, his arms locking under your thighs so he’s holding you up to his mouth. he could do this forever.

he moans into your wetness, the sounds of your pleasure making him practically get off. he slowly grinded his own hips into the bed, but not letting himself cum unless it was with you.

you’d never felt like this before. the constant laps of his hot tongue compared to his mouth sucking on your clit making you clench your thighs around him. he groaned at a certain harsh tug to his hair, the vibrations on your pussy only adding to the pleasure.

what really got you close to the edge though was when his tongue prods itself into your tight hole, making you try and pull away from how overwhelmed you were with how good it felt.

“f-fuck, rin, s’too much.” your thighs start to shake around his head, but he only speeds up. his nose catching on your clit while his tongue dips into you, pumping in and out. you let out a loud moan when you start to cum around his tongue, suna not even daring to stop. if all he could eat for the rest of his life was your pussy, he’d be between your legs all day everyday.

your hips roll into his face, wetness coating his chin and nose. you have to push his head away when it starts to get too much. he pulls away, panting. he wipes his mouth with his sleeve, crawling up on top of you to kiss you. you sigh into the kiss when you taste yourself on his tounge. it got you aroused all over again.

“rinnn” you whine, hands tugging at his hoodie.

“what’s up, baby?” he kisses your cheek, a smug smirk on his face looking down at you. he looked absolutely heavenly looking over you, hands on either side of your head.

“need you” you pout up at him.

“what do you need, hmm?” he sits up on his knees to pull his hoodie over his head, his bare chest and toned abs on display. you practically moan just at the sight of him. you’d never get bored of this view.

“you- your cock… please” your hands go straight to his abs, kissing down his pecs and stomach. he chuckles at you, hand smoothing down your hair.

“want me t’make you feel good?” he pushes your shoulders back down so your back is completley pressed against the sheets. you nod frantically.

“anything for my gorgeous girl.” he slides his pants and boxers off, throwing them somewhere on the floor. while he does this you take your chance to rip your top off, along with your bra.

he crawls back over you, slotting himself between your legs. you look at him expectedly as he pulls out his already hard cock. pre cum already leaking from his raging pink tip.

he lines himself up with you, impatiently siding himself into your needy hole.

you’d never felt him from this angle before, the way he was perfectly slotted inside of you.

he slowly moves his hips, cock sliding deliciously in and out of you. your eyes screw shut.

“g-god rin, feels so good, fuck!” your hands go straight to his shoulders, not caring how badly your manicured nails were dragging down his arms.

but it wasn’t enough for him. he grabs your legs, hoisting them over his shoulders as he pumps even deeper.

“there we go. so f-fucking perfect, baby.” his breath hitched as his pace quickens, fucking into you at the perfect speed and angle.

you let out the most borderline pornographic moan when the head of his cock hits that spongey spot deep inside of you. his hand goes to pinch and tug at your nipples, making you mewl.

“rinn!” you cry out as he pounds into you relentlessly. this was by far your favorite angle with him.

“right here, pretty.” he wants nothing more than to reach down and kiss you, but he didn’t wanna hurt your poor legs. plus you felt so good he didn’t wanna move. so instead his thumb goes to your slick pussy, rubbing and pinching at your clit.

“so fuckin’ messy.” he grunts, your cunt practically trapping him in. you watch as he spits down where you two meet, adding extra lubricant. the sight made you feel so dirty, but so fucking good.

his eyes watched the way his cock entered you so insanley perfectly. like you were made to take him. the wet noises coming from your arousal whenever he thrusts in and out and the sounds of your mixed moans filled the quiet room.

his head rolls back and he groans, he wanted to kiss you so bad.

“fuck- switch. want you to ride me.” you pout when he pulls out, leaving you feeling so empty.

you sit up, as he sits leaning against the headboard. he gives his cock a few pumps when he watches you climb on him, hands on his shoulders as you line his cock up with you. his hands hold your waist for support as you sink yourself down onto him.

you let out a moan when he’s fully seated inside of you. you move off of him almost all the way, bouncing yourself up and down his cock.

“oh-“ you moan as he snaps up his own hips to meet your own. you hear as his head slams against the wooden headboard with a grunt.

he grabs your throat, bringing you in to kiss him. it was messy and needy. all tongue and teeth at how fucked out you both were. he pulls back, his hand still lingering on your throat as the roll of your hips gets faster and faster.

his eyes focus on the marks he left on your neck, running a finger over the fresh dark purple hickies lingering all over your neck and chest. then his eyes go to your bouncing tits, grabbing them and bringing one into his mouth.

you groan when he bites down.

“rin- can’t anymore. g’nna cum” you whine out, your hips getting tired and messy. he sits up more straight, grabbing your hips and slamming up into you, making your eyes roll back.

“cum all over my cock, baby. told ya i’d make you feel good.” sweat beaded up by his brow, he was focusing on his thrusts.

“c-cum inside me rin! please, wanna feel you inside.” you plead. brain feeling like it’s short circuiting, the only thing running through your brain was how good his cock felt pumping inside of you.

he kisses you as you moan into his mouth, cuming around him and squeezing his dick. he pulses inside of you, warm cum filling you up as you share eachothers moans. your kiss goes from rushed and hot to sweet and tender as you come down from your orgasms. neither one of you makes a move to pull away, his cock softening inside of you.

“again?” you pant, kissing his cheek and looking at him with pleading eyes.

you yelp when he pinches your waist, but it turns into a small whine when you feel him get hard inside of you again.

“you’re gonna kill me, gorgeous.”

the clock read 6:28 AM. the sun was barely rising, you lie on rintarou’s chest as you two peacefully slept, his arm wrapped securely around your waist. his fluffy blanket wrapped snug around you.

the front door quietly creeks open, and shuts.

“shit that was loud as fuck” a hushed high pitched voice whispers. the younger suna sneaks up the stairs, shoes in hand, expecting to find you asleep in her bedroom. but the room was empty. the house was silent, her brother’s door closed.

hmm, that’s weird. you guys came back from the party, right?

ami knocks on her brother’s door, loudly in attempt to wake him up.

“hellooo?” she asks where you are, opening the door abruptly. “did you guys not come back from the party-“

“what the fuck?!”

a/n: need suna (requests) i love this man.

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