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whaleofatjme1920 · 8 months

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Kinktober Day 4: Stalking/Obsession

Stalking/Obsession - Eyeless Jack X F!Reader

Warnings: DUB CON, breeding kink, biting, marking

AN: I don't speak Polish so forgive me </3. ALSO this is a take on my dear @creepynoodleheadcannons's prompt featuring EJ on Day 19 from their 2022 Kinktober. Will tag the fic HERE.

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In the darkness of your room, you sat curled in your sheets with the feeling of dread coursing through your veins. Sweat ran down your brow, down the back of your neck and soaked your bed as you stared at your window. You saw his shadow looming just outside, a monstrous being that had been tormenting you for the first half of the year. Your heart thumped wildly in your chest like a little rabbit about to be caught in the jaws of a wolf as his claws scratched against it.

He’d never been so bold before.

When he first started, he was silent. His sharp claws played with the seams of your mind, delicately lifting the fragile threads before popping them up and breaking them, reveling in the sound of the strings snapping. It was small. A coffee cup you’d thrown away with your lipstick marks had gone missing but you assumed you’d managed to throw it out somewhere else. The hairs from your brush had been cleaned out but weren’t in the trash. Some of your clothing had gone missing. You assumed that you were becoming increasingly forgetful, but your underwear going missing? Your still full shampoo and conditioner bottles disappearing?

And then he revealed himself. You thought you’d accidentally summoned a demon when he first appeared in the corner of your eye. He was always there, watching, waiting, and so fucking persistent. The way he spoke about you was deranged, like you were the only thing he craved in the entirety of his life. He spoke of how sweet you’d be - his final meal, the feast to end all others.

“Go… Go away,” you shakily cried out while you dug your face into the pillow in an attempt to fend him off. But you knew it was a useless attempt. Tonight was the night he’d finally make you his and devour you whole. Your body shook with fear as you watched the shadow of his hands move sluggishly, like he wawa toying with you on how slow he could be. Toying with you, building up his own anticipation with glee. You heard Polish spill from his lips, or maybe an archaic form of it, and like magic, the window flew open. It invited the colder of October air into your room, red and orange leaves spilled across your floor as his large form blocked out the light of the moon herself.

“You don’t really mean that,” he purred. His voice was deep and laced with a Slavic accent that sung with the cadence of ancient gods and their demons. His face was hidden by a mask, a dark pool of inky blue while the eye sockets wept with tar. If you looked close enough, you could see the knife marks of where it had been carved a very, very long time ago. He slipped through your window despite his size. Your nose filled with his scent. Musk. The earth. Iron. Smoke from campfires not long doused. Ammonia.

Your stomach wanted to wretch at the very smell of him. Fear stoked every part of your body as you pried your eyes away from your pillow and peeked up at him. He was large, much too large. The moonlight framed him as dark and imposing. He was strong, you knew that, and his skin was the color of ash. And for a creature that seemed to take joy in pursuing a much more human form, he still reeked of otherworldly. His legs were cloven, like that of a black goat, and his teeth were sharp, slightly yellowed and large like that of an apex predator. Roots and the earth seemed to crawl up his legs like the earth itself wanted to reclaim him, and his joints didn’t seem to fit him right. His elbows, his knees, shoulders, everything was popped into place haphazardly, a vessel to contain something much larger than what he was born as.

He took advantage of your fear as you looked up at him. His grin only widened behind his mask. He crawled up your bed, caging you in with his body. His clawed hands traced your warm body as you balled up in a weak attempt to shut him out from you.

“Please, don’t,” you murmur as you watch his clawed hands crawl up your body. “I already told you no-”

He gave you a look from behind his mask before reaching his hand upwards to remove it. His arm moved over to rest it on your nightstand, as if he were making himself comfortable. His mouth was curled upwards into a grin, large and knowing.

“Come now, kochanie moje. Don’t be so frigid towards me. Open up. Let me in.” His sharp talons moved to cut your clothes from your body, not caring about your cries of protest. “You cannot resist me forever,” he whispered in your ear as your body trembled. “Try and fight as you may, your body calls for me, and I must answer. You were meant for this,” he breathed in your ear as you meekly held your hand up to his large chest in another attempt to push him off.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you whispered.

“Tak kochanie,” he whispered back, “you do. I need you. Don’t you see what you’re doing to me? I need your body, your heart, your mind, your very soul,” he groaned as his hand traced your soft, supple skin. “I want to breed you to make you mine forever.”

His words sent chills down your spine as you shook like a leaf. You shook your head. “You can’t-”

“Don’t worry,” he purred once more, voice hungry and lusty, “I’ll make it feel good. I always do.”

You were almost snapped out of your fear from the second half of his sentence but found it quickly returned when his teeth sunk into your neck. “Oh fuck!” You yelped, feeling the warm blood from your neck bead downwards to drape your collarbone and your nape. “What the hell was that for?”

Jack didn’t immediately answer, only grinned and opened his mouth. A long, purple tongue slithered out and lapped at the teeth marks he’d left, a soft apology for drawing blood. “Mating mark,” he answered. “One of the many physical kinds I can give to you.”

You kept your mouth shut as you felt his hands barely leave you to the belt of his pants. He undid it, and then slowly pumped his cock. Large, knotted, that was all you could see in the darkness only illuminated by the moonlight. So distracted by how girthy and large he was and the fact you KNEW he wouldn’t fit inside of you, a cry ripped free from your throat as his other hand effortlessly pried your legs apart.

Jack’s clawed fingers easily moved down to your pussy, already wet from the budding anticipation. He cooed condescendingly. “Awh, and here I thought I would need to convince you even more.” His index and middle finger opened your lips up, and through the darkness, his sockets keyed in on your glistening pussy. “You were made for this, to please me, to be bred by me.” Slowly, he slid his index finger inside of you and watched through the darkness of your room as you bloomed for him. Heat painted your entire body, most notably your cheeks - Jack’s always had the ability to sort of ‘toggle’ thermal vision - and that’s where the heat was most notably concentrated. Well, that and definitely between your legs. Your pussy was burning for him. Needed to be filled, didn’t it?

His index finger was soon joined by his middle, and he stretched you out as best as he could. “You feel so warm, kochanie,” he grinned. “So soft and sweet, and you smell just as good too. Maybe I should get a taste before I take you,” he thought aloud.

Fearing retaliation, you hesitantly nodded. “Okay,” you squeaked like a deer caught in headlights. It didn’t help that your body seemed to call for him. Despite how much you knew this wasn’t good, your body squeezed around him. When his thumb circled your clit, you moaned softly, embarrassed that you showed him even a smidge of pleasure. He thumbed your clit some more and felt your hips buck up.

And he laughed. Jack laughed.

“See? I knew you couldn’t resist me.” After he fingered you a little bit more, enjoying the sounds of your soft moans and how you desperately tried to deny your true feelings towards him, he pulled his fingers out. “Do not pout,” he chuckled as he lifted his fingers to his lips. One of his tongues slithered out of his mouth once more before curling around his slick covered fingers. An obscene moan left his lips, and if he had eyes, you were sure that they would be rolling up. “Gods, you taste so good,” he praised. “So sugary and meaty,” he moaned again. “Perfectly made for me.”

Jack mounted you this time, the head of his cock pressed against your tight lips as he watched you squirm underneath him. It was magical to see you buck your hips up like you could hardly resist him. “Open up, kochanie,” he cooed as he started to push his thick cock into you. He grinned when your nails dug into his uncovered forearms while your eyes widened. “Wrap your legs around me and breathe. Take me. Take me,” he whispered again and again, his hips pushing closer and closer to your body as his cock split you open.

You did just that, legs wrapped tightly around his waist before moving your hands up to his back. Your nails dug into his hoodie while you pulled him tightly against you. Your heart rate skyrocketed as he pulled his hips back and then thrusted sharply forwards, the head of his cock hitting your cervix while not even fully hilted inside of you. His knot was thickly pressed against you, far too big for you to take, balls rested against your ass and heavy with cum. “Oh, oh my gods-” you wept as your body struggled to adjust to his size. He felt so big, every part of him.

“Bloom for me,” he urged as he started to thrust his hips. His lips danced across your neck as he cock filled you with every thrust. “My sweet, sweet girl,” he praised, “look at you. How beautiful you are.”

Your thighs were tense as he began to pick up the pace as you softly moaned for him, unable to deny any longer just how good Jack was making you feel. The tears that had welled in your eyes slipped down your cheeks but you unashamedly kept calling out for him. Your pussy felt so stretched open and still small as your slick gushed around him. You were soaking the bed from how good he stroked you. You arched your back slightly into his chest and tipped your head back to allow his lips to travel back up to your throat. You felt his teeth playfully move around where he’d already bitten you before softly biting you on the opposite side to mirror it.

“You’re mine now, kochanie. Mine now forever.” The sounds of your moans were like music to his ears as he listened to your moans and how your body grew closer and closer to being knotted. He’d breed you, and then you’d have no choice but to be his for all eternity.

#minors dni #eyeless jack x reader #eyeless jack x you #eyeless jack x y/n #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x female reader #creepypasta x you #creepypasta x y/n

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jennarations · 9 months

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The Ultimate Lestappen Fic Masterlist ™

Hello all. This list has about 70+ fics within it. That’s just under 1,000,000 words solely dedicated to the Carbonara Leclerc-Verstappens. (yes i counted) I’ve tried to maintain my organization throughout, but if something looks a little janky or feels out of place, let me know. (Lord knows I never made this list thinking I would make it public but alas, here we are) The key is simple:

> (Title) +/= (Multichaptered/One-Shot)

(Summary)

!!! (Link)

• (Tags - please note these are just the tags I saw relevant to myself, double check the fics themselves for any other tags you might deem relevant!) *(Word count)

Now I’ve put a ♥️ next to all of my personal favorites. Remember, this is a masterlist and a fic rec if that’s what you’re looking for. I will never read (or record) any fic that is not up to my personal golden standard; so everything you see below has been read and vetted by yours truly 💋 I will also tag my favorite authors at the bottom of this post so you can go view their pages and send them some love :^) Note: All of these works are on Ao3. There is only one WIP in this list and it is stated with the fic. Now go crazy you animals ;))

(p.s. some of the fic descriptions are quite long, but with respect to the authors wishes I feel that it would be a dishonesty to chop them off though so you’ll have to deal with it) Here we go!!!!!!!! (under the Read More)

> Home (Is Wherever I’m With You) + ♥️

Or: Charles leaves Ferrari, tries to win a championship, and learns some things about belonging. All the while, Max is there.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/40801053/chapters/102234501

• Angst, Fluff, Red Bull!Charles *17.9k

> On The Limit = (Series - Objects in the Mirror) ♥️

Two Formula 1 drivers walk into a bar and accidentally have a heart-to-heart.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/43252263

• Angst, Heart to Heart *6.8k

> Leave No Space = (Series - Objects in the Mirror)

Max Verstappen fucks men sometimes. Charles struggles to cope.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/43505271

• Falling in Love, Charles is depressed, Charles is moving to Red Bull *31.7k

> All To Play For = (End of Series - Objects in the Mirror)

Charles Leclerc is not at Red Bull to win races. He is here to win championships.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/46910503

• Nasty Breakup w/ Happy Ending, Charles is so depressed, Pain, Angst, Red Bull!Charles *49.3k

> I Think There’s Been a Glitch = (Series)

or: Max sits on Hüllkenberg’s lap during a press conference. Charles is decidedly Not Normal about it.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/46107499

• Teasing, Crush, First Time, Charles POV, Bottom!Max *5.5k

> Room 309 = (End of Series)

or: what happens in room 309

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/46397647

• Max’s POV, Smut *8.2k

> Undress Me to the Naked Truth =

or: Charles and Max celebrate post-Austria 2022

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/46761448

• Smut, Established Relationship, Bottom!Max *6.8k

> The Rest is Unwritten =

Max ran, like his husbands life depended on it.

Weaving his way around the paddock, murmurs of a black flag and unresponsive boring through the crowds. All he could do was get to Charles.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/46203964#main

• Angst, Husbands, Crash *1.5k

> Monaco Malaise = (Series)

Max and Charles have been hooking up for a few months, casually, no string attached — definitely no feelings involved…

The disaster that was Monaco 2021 sees them in Charles’ apartment, with Max having to deal with the fact that Charles can’t get out of his head.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/43192021#main

• Smut, Slight Angst, Slight Fluff *8k

> Azerbaijan Abnegation = (End of Series)

After Monaco, Max thought he’d made up his mind about Charles, and their little arrangement.

They’re in Azerbaijan and Charles is everywhere: in his head, in his messages, in his hotel room…

Will Max be able to hold onto his resolve, or will his attempts at self-denial only prolong the inevitable?

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/46781737/chapters/117829006#workskin

• Angst, Smut *16.9k

> Ribs =

He wakes up all weird on Monday. Charles can feel it the moment he opens his eyes. It’s like an odd weight on his chest that evolves into something a lot more achy and sharp emanating down his torso as he starts crawling out of bed.

Or: Charles injures himself before the last race of the season. The only option is to power through it.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/44784424#main

• Fluff, Established Relationship, WDC!Charles *2.6k

> You Could Call Me Babe For the Weekend + ♥️

Or: There are lots of ways to love Charles Leclerc, Max maybe learns all of them through the years.

Featuring: puddles, stargazing, unsolicited driving lessons, and the overwhelming fear of growing up.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/42042690/chapters/105559215#workskin

• Angst, Teenagers, Falling in Love *12.3k

> Got Your Tongue =

It’s the middle of the night, there’s a stray cat in Charles’ bedroom, and only one person he can think of to help him. The rest is just a misunderstanding.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/46854709?view_adult=true#main

• Fluff *2.9k

> Do You Want Me (Dead)? =

When Charles accidentally comes out to Max it shouldn’t really change anything. It doesn’t change anything.

Until it does. In fact, it changes everything.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/44626003#main

• Angst, Pining, Fluff, Happy Ending, FIFA in Suzuka *12.5k

> How to Babygirl-ify Your Boyfriend: A Comprehensive Guide by Charles Leclerc =

Charles sees someone on the internet call Max babygirl. He’s instantly obsessed.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/45295756?view_adult=true#main

• Smut, Fluff, Bottom!Max *4.5k

> Silly Me (For Falling in Love With You) = ♥️

“We’re not asking you to ‘woo’ him,” Christian says, looking pained at having to say the word ‘woo’, “We just need others to think you’ve wooed him.”

“I’m not following,” Max says, frowning.

“A PR relationship,” Poppy explains. “You pretend to date, making the public think you’re all happy and in love. Then you reap the benefits of being in a relationship without actually having to put in the effort or work.”

“Absolutely not,” Max says, crossing his arms over his chest. “That’s depressing, I’m not doing that.”

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/44464324#main

• Fluff, Angst, Fake Relationship, Non-F1!Charles *18.3k

> Glitch + ♥️

Max hums. “Well, at least that means I won’t bump into Charles Leclerc again.”

“Bummer, really,” Daniel says, moving back to his own seat and drinking the little bit of coffee that was still in the cup. “Could’ve been the start of a great love story.”

Lando snorts. “Kids, it all started when I told your father, who had won two World Driver Championships at that point, that he sucked at driving.”

Max sticks his middle finger up at them, and pulls his noise canceling headphones back over his ears. Only two hours left to go, he thinks, wistfully, and goes back to work.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/46316224/chapters/116609527

• Angst, Fluff, Funny, Programmer!Max *26.6k

> Heart On Your Sleeve =

The thing about having a racing helmet that constantly displays your emotions for the whole world to see, is that you kind of get used to it after a while. These days Charles almost forgets it’s even a thing.

Almost.

But then he goes and falls in love.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/45717973#main

• Pining, Magical Realism *4.8k

> You Can Hear It In the Silence =

Or, the five times Max and Charles accidentally fall asleep together, and the one time they do it on purpose.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/43882683#main

• Pining, Sleep trope, Fluff *7.4k

> You’ll be Alright = ♥️

Charles is not an idiot. He knows there’s a part of him that has been at least a little bit in love with Max for as long as they’ve known each other. But he’s always been able to shove it down. Burying it under rivalries and competitiveness until it was getting hard to differentiate between love and hate. And that had worked, for a really long time.

And then Max had to go and barge into his life and be really fucking cute with his baby.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/45348790#main

• Kidfic, Fluff, Slight Angst, Max is great with kids, Falling in Love *19.2k

> Maximum Formula =

“Welcome back to another episode of Maximum Formula, I’m your host, Emilian, and this is the first episode for the F1 2022 season. There will be plenty to talk about, but first I’d like to introduce our first guest of the season: Charles Leclerc. Welcome to the show, Charles.”

Or, Charles tries to become a world champion with Ferrari.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/45691483#main

• Angst, Falling in Love, Podcast!Max, Identity Hiding *20.4k

> Violent Delights +

Max can’t smell any of his usual aggression beneath the unusual spatter of Omega, sweet yet violent, and it makes his head spin.

“Max,” is all Charles says, voice breathless. He looks over his shoulder, quick, hasty, looks back. His eyes are wider, if possible. “We have— we have fucked up, I think.”

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/41445333#main

• A/B/O, Alpha!Max, Alpha!Charles turns into Omega!Charles *15.5k

> Petrol =

Max scoffs. He steps closer, smile a little real. It lets Charles see the tiny freckle on his lip, dark and undying, always zoomed in on when his face is in HD. Chuckling, Max scratches at his stubble. “I didn’t know you liked Red Bull.”

Automatically, Charles corrects, “I hate it.” It says too much.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/41359482#main

• Smut, Angst, Denial, Bottom!Max *4.2k

> It All Reminds Me of You =

Pierre turns, and with him, the object of his distasteful frown. “Why do you have a Red Bull cap in your apartment?”

Charles tenses. He looks between Pierre and the cap, still held tepid between two fingers, dark blue and flat-brimmed and garishly branded with a sick sense of obvious. It feels wrong, just looking at it. There’s a big red 1 emblazoned on the front.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/40279869#main

• Angst, Smut, Secret Relationship, Switch!Max, Switch!Charles *3k

> Proximity =

These kinds of smiles on Max are reserved for other people. Like Daniel, like Lando, like those Dutch guys that come around sometimes and he likes to yell with.

Not Charles.

It’s probably the fourth time Max is acting noticeably strange around him that he notices the freckle on his lip.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/40737591#main

• Angst, Smut *6.7k

> Want It Good Want It All =

When Max puts the disc into the cartridge of his PS4 he isn't sure what to expect.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/43761192#main

• Sex tape, Masturbation *2.1k

> Algorithm + ♥️

Tired of all the internal team conflicts, the F1 powers-that-be have developed a simulation-based compatibility test for drivers and their teammates.

Five times Max doesn’t find the right partner and one time he does.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/29561109/chapters/72650025#workskin

• Magical Realism, Compatibility Simulations, Fluff, Slight Angst, Some Maxiel in the beginning *16.9k

> In the Dark You Can’t See Shiny Cars +

In the summer of 2022, the quiet neighbourhood of Les Amants in Monaco becomes the epicentre of a strange weather phenomenon.

A dark cloud hangs over Charles’ head—unfortunately not just a metaphorical one. Max sets out to investigate.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/41147001/chapters/103144245

• Magical Realism, Charles accidentally controls the weather, Fluff, Slight Angst *14.5k

> Panem et Circenses =

Panem et circenses, the Romans called it. Bread and circus to appease the people.

The bread is always in short supply these days, ever since the wheat fields burned down. So that just leaves-

“The brave new world of Formula One,” Crofty’s voice comes out distorted from the circuit speakers. “Ten teams. Twenty cars. An auspicious new technical programme that combines the top edge AI technology with the most skilled drivers to deliver the best spectacle ever seen.”

In a dystopian near-future, Charles and Max drive for survival.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/40704441#main

• Dystopian future, Sentient F1 cars, oppressive Regime, Hope, Angst, Falling in Love *13.2k

> Every Other Sunday + ♥️

The grainy pictures are pieced together like a crude comic strip, sketching a poorly thought-out narrative arc that somehow made it onto the front page of every sleazy newspaper.

EXPOSED!: The secret gay double-life of F1 driver Max Verstappen

Max navigates the aftermath of being outed in the press, and Charles is always there.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/34827223/chapters/86722561

• Slight Angst, Fluff, Smut, Max has been outed, Charles does some soul searching, Motorhome club, F1 family antics *34.5k

> Soak Up the Sun =

“What do you think?” Charles asks, leaning back into the seat as he turns the laptop so Max can see the options.

“I think—” Max starts, “—that this can wait until after FP1.”

Charles’s lips curl downwards, and Max wants to kiss the look off his face. “There’s still like an hour until it starts. There’s no one even looking for me yet.”

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/collections/Lestappen_Summer_Exchange_2022/works/40998603#main

• Fluff, Non-Linear timeline, Getting together *6.8k

> Like a Prayer =

It was sinful to have such thoughts but then Charles had never been one to shy away from sinful desires. Stood at the alter the priest looked glowing, his strong cheekbones and jawline illuminated by a wash of colour. Charles’ gaze followed the beams of light back to the stained glass, he tried not to think too long about the image of Christ etched on to the window. This was a sacred place, but there could be nothing more deserving of veneration than the God who had so kindly sculpted the body of Father Verstappen.

Charles is an F1 driver and Max is a sexy priest.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/collections/Formula_One_Kinkmeme_Round_One/works/44838136#main

• Smut, Religion, Priest!Max *3.2k

> We Go Way Back =

They were the same in the end. Yes, Max was an alpha, and Charles was an omega, but that didn’t matter. If you took racing from either of them, there wouldn’t be anything left.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/43936200?view_adult=true#main

• A/B/O, Alpha!Max, Omega!Charles, Smut, Fluff *13.8k

> Close Proximity =

A hotel mix-up forces Max and Charles to share a room. There is only one bed.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/collections/Formula_One_Kinkmeme_Round_One/works/44503150?view_adult=true#main

• Smut, One bed trope *3.5k

> Pens, fingers and most definitely cock ... a random list of things Max likes to put in his mouth =

Max has an oral fixation, Charles is happy to oblige. This is a story of their developing relationship as told through the things Max likes to put in his mouth!

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/collections/Formula_One_Kinkmeme_Round_One/works/44205019#main

• Oral fixation kink, Smut, Fluff *2.7k

> FIA Approved Stress Relief =

It’s the strangest briefing Charles has ever been a part of. Ever. Which is saying something because this time last year he was sat wide eyed as the Fia tried to bring in mandatory checks for Fia approved underwear and intimate piercings. A few team principles had helpfully offered their services and it had ended in a rather heated debate over whether that fell under their job description.

It didn’t compare to this though.

As director of the GPDA it’s been left to George to run through the basics of the brand new Fia approved sex doll. Charles was sure he had misheard but no, as it turns out, the Fia really have lost their minds.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/collections/Formula_One_Kinkmeme_Round_One/works/44059752?view_adult=true#main

• Sex Doll, Smut, Pining, Voyeurism *2.3k

> Long Live (The Walls We Crashed Through) + ♥️

“What are you doing?” Charles asked, his voice cracking.

Max blinked at him once before he smirked and said, “Well... I was going to kiss you.”

“Why?”

“Because I want to.”

“Why?” Charles repeated, feeling like his legs were going to give out.

“Is that not a good enough reason?” Max asked.

OR: The childhood best friends to lovers fairy-tale-soulmates fic that nobody asked for. Charles has been in love with Max since he was seven years old.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/46190509/chapters/116284681

• Fluff, Smut, Best friends to lovers, Slight Angst *76.8k

> Viva la Miami =

Max raced all over the world and was used to different climates. But there was something about Miami’s sticky, muggy, make-your-phone-screen-fog-up kind of scorching heat that made him feel fucking crazy.

It made him want to strip naked and jump in the bright blue water surrounding his hotel.

It made him want to fuck.

OR: Max and Charles hook up for the first time, and it's very different than what Max had pictured.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/46963513#main

• Smut, PWP, Top!Charles *8.2k

> I’ll Be Right Beside You = ♥️

Max stared at Charles’ closed eyes and how they twitched in his sleep. Objectively, Max knew that Charles was probably the most beautiful man he had ever seen. But... this was Charles.

Charles Leclerc.

Big, cry-baby Charles.

Sauber #2 driver Charles.

When did he decide that Charles The Driver would become Charles The Boyfriend?

He wishes he could remember.

OR: The self-indulgent Amnesia AU that nobody asked for. This is my love story to Charles Leclerc, thank you for coming along. Warning: this fic may break you.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/42990660#main

• Amnesia, Graphic Accident, Angst, Pain, Fluff, Smut *50.7k

> Breathe You In (Like a Vapor) =

OR: the self-indulgent story of how Charles and Max fell in love over winter break 2022, in a classic Enemies to Friends With Benefits to Lovers fic that nobody asked for.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/45079192?view_adult=true#main

• Smut, Fluff, Falling in Love *53k

> And That’s How I Foksmashed Dad’s Championship Trophy =

All of that would have been forgivable if not for the Green-Eyed Monster’s complete disregard for the pre-contracted occupation rights of Max’s lap. Such rights had long been pre-determined and belonged to Sassy (and occasionally to Jimmy, she admitted begrudgingly). However, no amount of quiet hisses and vicious glares seemed to penetrate the creature’s thick skull, and he would greedily occupy Max’s thigh for more than 95% of any given afternoon. Sometimes with his head, sometimes with his feet, and a few times he even straddled his entire body over Max; the latter could not have been comfortable for Max, as the Green-Eyed Monster was enormously overweight compared to Sassy.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/43833321#main

• Fluff, POV!Sassy and Jimmy, Funny *6.5k

> Set My Midnight Sorrow Free =

He doesn’t blame Max, not really.

If he could have Charles for one night, he would never let him go either.

Maybe he isn’t the one who is losing; Max is also playing a losing game.

You can’t open yourself to Charles and try to exist in his charmed life without becoming irrevocably enamoured.

When Max let Charles walk into his motorhome, when he let Charles slip into his existence, Max didn’t know it then but the battle was already lost.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/31552340#main

• Angst, POV!Pierre, Falling in Love, Jealousy/Pining *13.4k

> All of You, All of Me (Intertwined) =

Or, two future teammates get high, get on Mattia Binotto's wrong side through an inadvisable escapade involving fairy lights, get on a plane, and get a stuffed armadillo named Chax. In that order.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/42627222#main

• Fluff, Slight Angst, FWB to Lovers, Future Red Bull!Charles *12.8k

> The Grid: A Comprehensive Guide for Handling your Gay Racer Friends =

Or, Charles and Max, and the handbook birthed from their idiocy. Featuring a large number of baked goods.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/33291136#main

• Fluff, Humor, Friends *6.3k

> we're fallin' like the stars, we're fallin' in love = ♥️

"So, do we need a signal for when things are going downhill and you need me to save you?" He asks, a glimmer in his eyes that seems so unfamiliar yet familiar that Max feels it like a sucker punch to the stomach.

"Just have the vodka waiting." Max laughs, flicking his gaze down to the gentle grip that Charles has his wrist in before he releases and Max turns around with pink cheeks and crosses the restaurant to join up with his date once again.

(Lando sets Max up on disastrous blind dates that end up with Max falling for the bartender who was the real set up all along.)

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/27047056/chapters/66033652?show_comments=true&view_full_work=false#comment_668986186

• Fluff, Non-Driver AU, Blind dates, Bartender!Charles *8.7k

> Pick Apart the Pieces of Your Heart =

"I reckon-" George says in-between scenes, "- that Charles is Gatsby."

Lando tilts his head back to clock Max's reaction but it's nothing except confusion etched on his face as he scrunches his nose up trying to figure out what George means,

George holds his hand up and continues to explain, "Gatsby threw all these big parties in the hope that Daisy would go to one of them, right? Charles throws a party every other day and I think it's because he wants you to go." He says to Max

alternatively, Charles is Max's nightmare neighbour until he's something much more than that.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/25489348/chapters/61832617?show_comments=true&view_full_work=false#main

• Fluff, Angst, Non-Driver AU, Apartment neighbor AU *6.3k

> We’re Making Gold Dust = (Series)

They’re carefully walking, skipping and hauling themselves across any gaps. The morning air feels crisp and fills Charles’ lungs until it hurts, but god, it hurts in the best way that it’s ever hurt him before. He takes pictures, videos but tries to remember the feeling most of all.

It feels like home.

The best people, the best places, the height, the element of danger, it’s everything that Charles hadn’t imagined his life to be five years ago but maybe it’s right after all.

alternatively, a fascination discovered at fifteen leads to love, trust and healing whilst breaking the rules and climbing things that aren't supposed to be climbed.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/24374812#main

• Angst, Non-Driver AU, Parkour AU, Falling in Love *13k

> Two Burning Hearts (It Would Last Forever) =

In the end, it does turn out that your soulmate can be the person you least expect and neither of them don’t think it could have been anybody else.

alternatively, Charles and Max are soulmates and for the most part, they hate it but should have seen it coming.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/23363920#main

• Soulmate AU, Angst *2.5k

> All the Lights (Couldn’t Put Out the Dark) = (Series - The Warming Verse)

“Charles,” Max said, his tone soft again and breaking Charles of his thoughts. “Please just ask me for whatever you want to ask me. You don’t have to keep explaining yourself.”

Charles laughed again, his cheeks bright red.

“Could I... sit on your cock for a little bit?”

OR: Charles is overwhelmed and wants Max to make it better.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/46165159#main

• PWP, Cock Warming, Feelings *7.5k

> The Right Place (The Right Time) = (Series - The Warming Verse)

“Charles,” Max said, his tone gentle.

Charles didn’t move his hands away from his face.

“Hey... look at me,” Max said softly.

Charles took a deep breath and finally let his hands fall.

Max looked at him for a long moment, their eyes locked together before he asked, “Would my cock help?”

OR: In the aftermath of the shit show that was Melbourne, Charles turns to Max for comfort.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/46332700#main

• PWP, Cock Warming *9.7k

> Something New (Let’s Not Get Complicated) + (Series - The Warming Verse)

Max smiled at him, his expression soft despite how hard he was against Charles’ hip.

“Pretty boy,” Max mused, brushing Charles’ hair out of his eyes.

“Shut up,” Charles huffed, flushing bright red. It only made Max smile harder.

“You’re even prettier when you tell me to shut up.”

“Shut the hell up, Max,” Charles squeaked.

OR: Charles and Max finally talk about their Feelings™

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/46896289/chapters/118129207#workskin

• PWP, Cock Warming, Size Kink, Dom/subspace, Daddy kink *31.7k

—Please note there may be more works in The Warming Verse, I may not be caught up***

> Fair Winds and Following Seas = ♥️

Max lets out an impatient sigh and looks at Lando as he washes the shot glass before putting it back. “Well who is it?”

Lando rolls his eyes. “You’re no fun.”

“I’m delightful, now come on,” Max presses, trying not to show he’s getting curious. “Who is this mystery person?”

“Charles Leclerc!” Lando says with a bright smile, he’s almost jumping up and down with excitement. “He’s chartering the yacht for the week!”

“Charles Leclerc?” Max repeats, raising an eyebrow. “The Charles Leclerc, F1 driver for Ferrari, is here?”

Max works on a super yacht during the summer to make some money to invest in his sim racing career and Charles happens to charter it for the week.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/48088906/chapters/121258555?show_comments=true&view_full_work=false#comment_671144260

• Non Driver!Max, Yacht shenanigans, Fluff, Slight Angst, Mentions of Smut *24.8k

> Carry Me in Your Heart (You Know You’re Never Gonna Leave Mine) =

“You are the reason he started learning German?!” Lorenzo practically gasps, honest-to-god glee on his features. Charles hates him.

“But Max is Dutch,” Arthur says.

Charles groans, his hands trailing in front of his face in an effort to disappear from the situation.

AU where you can sometimes see through your soulmate's eyes.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/42022176?view_adult=true#main

• Soulmate!AU, Growing up together, Angst, Harsh breakup, Angst with a happy ending *30.2k

> No Brakes On = ♥️

Max is a race car driver. Charles is a movie star. They really shouldn't work, but they do.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/48170218#main

• Actor!Charles, Slight Angst, Character study, Fluff, Strangers to lovers *32.5k

> Lost In Your Current Like a Priceless Wine =

"What did you just say?" Max asks in a flat voice and Charles gives him a strained smile.

"I might have accidentally told my mom that I have a boyfriend and now she's demanding that I bring you home with me for the New Year. Actually, she said Christmas and New Year, but I told her that you were spending Christmas with your own family..."

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/28535271

• Fake dating, Non-Driver AU, College AU, Fluff, Slight Angst *10.2k

> You Got Me =

When Max looks up he stares into pretty green eyes behind black rimmed glasses. His hand is still blindly feeling around to find the books—his brain lagging—as he stares at the guy from last night. He straightens up and Max follows, staring dumbly as he holds out the books for Max to take.

“Thanks,” Max says, feeling like an idiot as he takes the books, their fingers brushing for a split second. This was not how he wanted to meet again. “Again, I’m so sorry.”

The guy smiles and Max thinks he might just die a little when he notices he has dimples. Of course he has dimples.

Max falls head over heels for the cute guy at a college party and he can't stop thinking about him (aka the lestappen college au nobody needs).

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/49182076#main

• College AU, Fluff *16.6k

> This Feels Like Falling in Love =

Five kisses throughout their lives, and the one that started it all.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/49162735/chapters/124043815?

• Podfic, 4+1 fic, Kid fic *3k

> Closest I Get = (Series)

“It doesn’t have to be a big deal or anything, right? It can be just about sex, nothing else.” Charles steps forward, into Max’s space. Reaches out a hand, lets it run over Max’s cheek, leans a little closer. “Just sex,” he whispers, in the ever diminishing space between them as Max leans into his touch.

“Fuck,” Max whispers, screwing his eyes shut, breathing deeply through his mouth. “I shouldn’t, I really shouldn’t-“

Charles cuts him off by lurching forward and pressing a kiss to Max’s mouth, quick and fleeting, but then Max groans, grabs Charles’s waist, pulls him closer, kisses him hard. Charles melts into it immediately, overwhelmed by Max’s scent, by his hands on Charles’s waist, his mouth on Charles’s.

It’s like something clicks into place, when they kiss.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/49230871#main

• A/B/O, Alpha!Max, Omega!Charles, PWP, Angst *4.8k

> Heart Held Close = (End of Series)

“Just sex,” Charles whispers in his ear, and he’s coming closer closer closer and Max is getting swallowed by the sun, Charles’s smell bright and enticing and all around him.

Max let’s out a heartfelt, “Fuck,” as he feels himself tipping forward ever so slightly, his rut dumb brain taking over, ignoring the little voice in the back of his head that is still screaming at him that this is a terrible idea. “I shouldn’t, I really shouldn’t-“ He tries, but it’s weak at best.

And then Charles kisses him, and it’s all over.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/49276354#main

• A/B/O, Smut, Angst, Happy Ending *7.8k

> A Force More Powerful Than Gravity =

Charles studies goop in his lab. Goop is actually a very attractive alien.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/collections/LestappenWeekSummer2023/works/49302043#main

• Non-Driver AU, Alien!Max, Scientist!Charles, Fluff, Slight Angst *4.5k

> Give Yourself Up To Me =

For the safety of his people, Crown Prince Charles is willing to do anything.

Anything.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/49300402/chapters/124403428?

• Non-Driver AU, Royalty AU, Angst *1.5k

> Amazing Grace =

“I win!” Charles announces when he has Max pinned to the ground by his wrists, a wild grin on his lips. His chest is heaving, there’s some dirt on his cheek and in his hair, and Max can’t help but grin up at him.

“No you don’t,” He argues, mirth in his eyes. “You only win when you capture my sword!”

They're teenagers. And then they're not.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/49325872/chapters/124469185?

• Non-Driver AU, Swordsmen AU, Angst *1.5k

> Red Bull’s Golden Puppy =

In a memory box tucked away deep in their minds, Charles, Max and Chloe Leclerc-Verstappen, share their biggest memories and photographs. Adopting a pet named after the original Red Bull golden boy Sebastian Vettel would soon join that club.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/collections/LestappenWeekSummer2023/works/49313617#main

• Kid!fic, Future family, Established Relationship, Fluff *1.4k

> This Love Asylum =

“Are we still having dinner with your mother?,” Max asked, his arm still on Charles’s waist, Sebastian’s low whistle now hard to miss. “I didn’t know you went to dinner with the Leclercs.”

“Hmm? Oh yeah, I do! My mum told Pascale I was only having takeout when I’m here. It worries her, you know? So when we’re here, I’m supposed to have dinner with Charlie and his mum at least once a wee—ow! Hey!” Charles had elbowed Max, causing the latter the pout while another pout was already on Charles’s face.

“I didn’t know Sophie and Pascale were friends either,” Sebastian was having the time of his life and Max being oblivious about Charles’s whole situation was the icing on the proverbial cake.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/collections/LestappenWeekSummer2023/works/49312864#main

• Fluff, Sebastian!POV *1.5k

> Dangerous Games =

Too late, Charles realises he’s been standing rooted in his spot, and Max looks over his shoulder, a questioning look on his face, “Is everything al—,”

“Suck my dick.” Charles blurts out.

Max’s eyebrows shoot up. Charles’ cheeks are bright red. “What?”

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/collections/LestappenWeekSummer2023/works/49276297#main

• Non-Driver AUCollege AU, Blowjob, Slight Smut *1.9k

> Eighteenth Summer =

Max wanted to burn it into his memory, engrave bits and pieces of it into each of his senses. The way the blue sky reflected off of Charles’s massive sunglasses, the smell of the hot asphalt mixing with Charles’s cologne, the nearly hysterical sound of their laughter as their playlist finally shuffled to Mr. Brightside; everything felt so precious. So fleeting. Moments memorialized on the 101 northbound, flying out of their open windows and away from his greedy fingers.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/49253491/chapters/124280527?

• Fluff, Angst, Happy Ending, Summer in California, High School AU *5k

> Middle Child Syndrome +

After all, Charles being a middle child always made a lot of sense to Max.

Max’s unwillingness to deny Charles anything always made a little less sense to Max.

Standing on the third place podium beneath the Monegasque flag made a lot less sense to Max.

The fact that he wasn’t mad about it, a warm sense of acquiescence spurred by Charles’s smile, made it all click.

He was in love with Charles Leclerc, and he always had been.

Or: A small collection of memories leading up to a realization on the podium of Baku 2023

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/46979311/chapters/118348648#workskin

• Fluff, Realization of Feelings *3.6k

> Rules of Engagement =

“Take me with you then!” Max felt his eyes go wide, his jaw literally dropping at the suggestion. “Tell them I’m like. Say I��m your fiancé, mate.”

The heat had melted Charles’s brain, Max decided, staring at him blankly.

“No.” He deadpanned.

“Mate it’s genius! You won’t have to do anything, just stand there. Let me handle it. Them. The women.”

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/49006156#main

• Fake Relationship, Roommates, Non-Driver AU, Socially inept!Max *7.2k

> All the Stars We Cannot See = ♥️

Sitting on his roof, bathed in wintery silence, Max prayed to be rescued. To whom, he wasn’t sure. Maybe the force that branded his wrist, the universal power that decided who to tie him with forever. Perfectly. Something like fate.

Max prayed to fate, then.

“Am I interrupting something?” The man’s accent was French, his tone unusually assertive for a question of intrusion.

“It’s not my roof,” Max shrugged, hopping back onto the ledge.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/49182697/chapters/124096612?

• Soulmate AU, Non-Driver!Charles, Mentions of Child Abuse, Mentions of Sickness, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Happy Ending *9.8k

> Lie to Me =

5 times they told the truth + 1 time they tried to lie

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/49206214?view_adult=true#main

• Soulmates AU, Angst, Smut *5.3k

> Shut Up and Drive +

Max pointed at Charles’ bags. ‘Is this all you're bringing or will there be more?’

Oh so he was making fun of him now, well Charles could do the same. ‘You mean more than the four white t-shirts you brought?’

Max blinked at him for a couple of seconds before his entire face lit up and he giggled. He giggled.

‘Good one, and I actually brought five t-shirts,’ Max replied, still smiling.

Was he serious? Charles hoped not.

OR: Charles and Max are 'forced' to go on a road trip together, whatever could go wrong?

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/49181029/chapters/124092070#workskin

• Road-trip, One bed trope, Enemies to Lovers, WIP *

> Partiality =

“Okay, this is—,” Max stops himself. His eyebrows knit together and he’s obviously frustrated with something. “I know this isn’t what you wanted,” He says slowly, when he gathers his thoughts. “But I’m not going to force you to treat me like your—,” Max makes a face. “Your alpha.”

Charles coughs. “But… You are.” He points out.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/49230259?view_adult=true#main

• A/B/O, Alpha!Max, Omega!Charles, Fluff *2.4k

> You Went, and It Was Night =

“I can hear you thinking from here,” Max says suddenly. His voice sounds husky, used, wrecked. It sends a shiver down Charles’ spine. He did that. “You’re being very loud.”

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/49182070/chapters/124095055?

• Slight Angst, Fluff, Charles is thinking *900 words

> Sort You Out (Heart Out Series) =

Charles can't tell which is worse — that he can't remember the sex he had with his childhood rival, or how according to her, it wasn't even good.

!!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/49340395/chapters/124508077?

• Girl!Max, Pining Charles, Slight smut *6.3k

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♡ corruption / hayakawa aki ♡

♡ kinktober 2022 ♡

pairing: hayakawa aki x fem!reader

word count: 3k

content: male receiving, masturbation, virginity loss, corrupting virgin aki to be absolutely obsessed with you

this work contains explicit content intended for 18+ individuals. please read the tags and do not interact if you are a minor.

After one too many drinks, Aki accidentally told you he's a virgin.

He was clearly drunk out of his mind when he said it, his face flushed out from ear to ear, slurring over every word as they fell out of his mouth. You had come over to his place after work to drink 'til sunrise and forget about your stresses together, but Aki took the drinking a little too far, it seems. It's not unusual for him to overshare when he's plastered, but this was a bit much, even for him.

The drunken haze you were in made it impossible to recall how the conversation managed to shift to this, but you still remember everything he told you when you started prying — Because how could you not? You know Aki is too busy with his work to consider relationships or anything like that, but still. He's far too handsome to have no experience whatsoever.

Well, he admitted that yes, he has kissed someone before, but no, he's never done anything inappropriate with anyone. Nothing past first base, nothing below the belt, never, and not with anybody. Not for any particular reason, just because he hasn't.

The boiling point for laughter is low when he's wasted, so Aki immediately broke out in drunken giggles and hiccups when he saw the obvious look of disbelief on your face. "Wow, you look so surprised," You remember him saying.

"Of course I'm surprised. You're not saving it for marriage or whatever, are you?"

"Pfft. No way," Aki took another swing of his beer, his head tilted back as he drank. He slams his glass back down on the table, "I don't care when I lose it. I just don't want to do it with someone unless they're special, you know? Otherwise it's just a waste."

Maybe it was the alcohol in your system, you're not sure, but you ended up asking him, "Am I special?"

Aki stays silent for a moment, eyeing you up and down, as if he's considering his answer. "Yeah," He finally replies, bringing the rim of his glass to his lips, "You're special."

He's so drunk that you're not sure if he even understood what you were insinuating.

Either way, he seemed to forget about the entire conversation come morning. He passed out on the floor almost immediately after it occurred, actually. You definitely didn't forget, though. Truth is, you've wanted Aki since you met him, and this just gave you the perfect incentive.

You started off slow and simple. Just kisses on his balcony between drags of cigarettes, or kisses in his apartment when he's a little too drunk to remember most of it. He started out hesitant, his lips pressing faintly to yours, his hand trembling as he cups your face in his palm. It's like he's trying not to go too far, like he can't believe this is happening in the first place.

You're kissing him, you're kissing him and pulling him closer, pressing your body up against his. You, who he's dreamed of kissing like this, but always assumed it would never happen. And it's so good, the best kiss he's ever had. He feels lightheaded, but he needs more. Once he gets the hang of things, growing more settled in the feeling, in the reality of the situation, everything escalates fast.

His kisses got deeper, his tongue pressing into your mouth and exploring, and he doesn't pull apart until he's breathless and gasping for air. His hands got bolder, wandering to the curve of your waist and down to the swell of your ass. He didn't need to follow your lead anymore; instead, he kissed you as desperately as he always wanted to.

As much as he loves this, Aki doesn't understand why you've been coming onto him so much these past few days. Kissing him more and more, on his lips, on his jaw, on the shell of his ear. On his neck, where his whole body shivers, and you ask him in a whisper, Has anyone given you a hickey before? And when he hastily shook his head no, you sucked a deep purple mark into his skin.

Yeah, he doesn't understand it, but it's not like he's complaining. Your lips feel amazing, so soft and warm; he could kiss you for hours if you gave him the opportunity. Your touch is absolutely divine, so perfect that he's sure your hands on his chest or holding his own are the only thing he needs.

Aki isn't sure what the hell has gotten into him, either. He's not sure why he feels warmth pool in his gut every time he stares at that purple bloom on his skin in the mirror. He has no idea why he keeps thinking of you, of your pretty face and sweet voice. Of your tits pressed against his chest when you hug him, of your plush thighs under your skirt, of the way you grinded against his lap when you were making out.

He's never thought about anyone quite like this before. He's never had anyone constantly on his mind this much 'til he met you. Aki has quickly become obsessed with you, more than he thought possible.

God, he can't stop thinking about all these filthy things. Even when he lays down in bed and tries to fall asleep, he still can't stop thinking about them. The more the thoughts fester in his mind, the more pent up he gets, until he just can't help it any longer. He hasn't touched himself in a long while, and he can't remember the last time he's felt this desperate to. He could get caught, but he has to, he needs to do it.

His breaths come out shaky and nervous. His heart is hammering in his chest, and he reaches under the covers, slowly sliding a hand under the waistband of his sweats.

His cock is already hard and leaking with precum. The fabric of his black boxers must be filthy, Aki thinks, and he briefly mulls over how he's going to go about washing them with no-one noticing. He won't let anyone touch the laundry.

Aki wraps his hand around his cock, pumping himself while he pictures you. He lets out a needy whine as soon as he feels the friction, and he takes a moment to bunch up his shirt, stuffing it in his mouth and biting down. He's so fucking sensitive, and he knows he's going to get loud even if he tries not to, so he has to muffle his noise. He can't take any chances with his roommates hearing him. He wouldn't hear the end of it.

He feels himself get harder, his dick pulsing in his hand the second you flash into his mind. Before he can realize what he's doing, he's jerking himself faster and faster, his hips bucking into his hand.

Aki wasn't even touching himself for a full minute when he came, cumming right in his boxers and all over his hand. Yet, he still came so hard, drenched in sweat and out of breath, his whole body shaking, feeling covered in a blanket of heat from head to toe. Shit, he's so embarrassed, such an idiot — How in the world is he supposed to face you now?

You can never, ever find out this happened, Aki thought. Unfortunately for him, though, you're able to see through him a lot better than he thought you could.

He's shifty the next time you come over, avoiding eye contact as much as he can manage. You confront him about it right away: "Aki, you seem off. Is something the matter? You can tell me anything, you know." And although it gets you nowhere at first, after some more prodding, Aki finally gives in and admits what's been bothering him.

To his surprise, you're not angry with him. The exact opposite in fact: you're encouraging. It felt good, right? You were only thinking about my face, weren't you?

"This time," You instruct, leaning in to whisper into the shell of his ear, "I want you to do more. Tonight, touch yourself while thinking about what you wanna do to me, and you're gonna tell me what you thought about tomorrow."

Aki is a little reluctant, but in the end, once you've left and when his mind starts plaguing him again, he gives in. He touches himself in the same way he did before. When he cums like that, in his hand, he twists himself around, grinding against his bed so he can cum again.

He buries his face in his pillow to muffle his whimpers and hushed, wobbly chants of your name. It feels so amazing to do it while thinking about you, to let your pretty name fall from his lips over and over again. It's impossible for him to stop.

He doesn't care that the bed frame is creaking as he humps his mattress, or that his moans are getting a little too loud. He doesn't think about how he's going to have to wash his sheets later as he cums all over them. You're going to be the death of him and he knows it, but he can't say he cares about that, either.

The next day, you ask him if he did as you told, and of course, he did. And when it's time for him to tell you what he was thinking about… Oh, there's so much Aki wants to do to you. Despite the fact that he seems innocent, his thoughts have become anything but.

Aki doesn't spare a single detail. He tells you he was thinking about touching you, about putting his hands on your chest, about what it might be like to shove his fingers in your cunt. He thought about you on your knees in front of him, how his cock might feel down your throat, what his cum might look like on your face. He grinded his dick into the sheets and imagined you were under him, that he was fucking you senseless.

Geez, he's a lot more dirty minded than you thought he was. But with you in his lap, with your gentle gaze on his and your hand on his cheek, it's impossible to keep anything from you. Fortunately for him, you love him for it.

You'll teach him everything. You'll show him how to finger you, what makes you feel the best. His fingers feel amazing inside. They're so long, and Aki is so damn dedicated to pleasing you. He's adorable, studying every movement and noise you make, committing it to his memory, nervously asking, "Is this good? I've never done this, I want you to tell me how to do it."

You haven't even put your hands on him, but the feeling of his fingers inside you, the way you're squeezing him, the sinful noises you make; it's enough to get him so hard he feels dizzy. When you cum around his fingers, the feeling of your cunt pulsing makes his mind start to wander, and your moans of his name are simply the sweetest sound he's ever heard — He can't take it, and before he knows it, he's cumming untouched in his sweatpants.

And when you finally touch him, you'll show him what it feels like to be touched by someone else, what it's like to get his dick sucked. His cock is as pretty as you thought it'd be: perfectly curved and thick. So fucking sensitive too, to the point where Aki is babbling, I'm close, I'm gonna cum, as soon as you start rubbing the tip.

He's so needy, whimpering and squirming at just the sight of you between his legs. So shameless, grabbing your hair and yanking you in once you've got your mouth on him because he's desperate to have his cock down your throat. The shy, flushed expression on his face is a perfect contrast to the way he roughly fucks your mouth.

Who knew a simple, drunk slip-up on an unassuming night would lead to this? Aki would have never expected things to escalate this way. He doesn't know how he's managed to get so addicted to you in such little time.

He's found himself desiring you even when he shouldn't. He can't help but think about you all the time. He becomes distracted at work, slipping away to the bathroom and squeezing his erection through his slacks to give himself a little bit of relief.

He's turned into a mess.

When he's in your presence, he can hardly go a few minutes without wanting to touch you, without needing to interlace his fingers with yours and press his lips to anywhere he can find. If there's some place on your body he thinks he hasn't kissed yet, some mole or mark he doesn't think his lips have been on, he's sure to kiss you there again and again.

And when he's got the night alone with you, you can bet it won't be long before he's dragging you into his lap, begging through shaky gasps, Please, I need you. His eyelids are heavy, his head feels woozy, and when he asks you like that, you know just what he wants.

Who knew everything would lead up to this, to you finally giving him what he's really wanted. To Aki finally losing his virginity, and to the one he'd want to take it the most, the one he's dreamed of doing this with for so long now.

You can tell he's nervous, so you remind him to breathe, relax. He's shaking as he grabs your waist and lines you up with him. He slides his cock in slowly, and with your slick plus the amount of lube you poured on his dick earlier, he presses in with ease, filling you all the way to the hilt.

In this moment, he feels like he never wants to move, his head buried in the nape of your neck, your hands tangled through his long hair, softly rubbing his head. His breath is hot on your skin when he whispers, "I don't wanna hurt you."

You shake your head and reply, "I can take it, don't worry about that."

His hand finds yours, fingers intertwining as he holds it. You can feel his dick pulse, and you know how badly he wants to move, but also understand how much he wants to be gentle with you. How nervous he is, after wanting this for so long. But when you mutter one last thing to him, it's impossible for him to control himself.

Want you to fuck me as hard as you please, Aki. I want you to break me.

So, he did just that; Aki fucked you until he was completely exhausted, until you were too tired and sore — And even then, even when he’s not sure if he can cum anymore, he still needs you so badly that he grabs your hand, guiding it to his cock, begging, Please, need you to touch me. Want you to make me cum again.

You just feel so good, so tight and warm, so much better than in his imagination. So perfect. He really can't get enough of you.

If Aki needs you, he's going to have you, and this won't be the first and last time he does. No, definitely not. Because you're willing to give him whatever he needs, whenever he needs it. All he has to do is ask for it, and once he understood that, Aki is begging to fuck you any chance he gets.

Sweet, innocent, always so professional Aki is addicted to fucking you. Addicted to the way your cunt feels, to the noises you make, to every inch of your body. You're perfect for him; you're the only one he needs, the only one who can please him like this. He belongs to you and you only, he's sure of it.

He feels like he has to have his dick in you all the time. He's pulling you onto his cock when he has to fill out paperwork, letting you cockwarm him while he tries to keep himself from bending you over and fucking you right then and there. He pulls your pants down when you're half-asleep and sleepily fucks you while holding you close to his chest.

He's doing it with you more than he should, taking risks in public places, pushing you into the restroom or the alleyway for a quickie because he just can't wait until the two of you get home. He doesn't care if you're in public, he doesn't worry about someone hearing or seeing. All he's thinking about is how badly he needs you.

And when he absolutely has to wait, he's leaning over you, whispering all the dirty thoughts he's having into your ear. His voice is deep and sultry, but dripping with his desperation when he says, I want to fuck you so bad right now, you know that? God, if all these people weren't around, the things I would do to you...

When you come over to his place, you're supposed to be quiet, but it seems like Aki can never follow through on that rule. He's getting high on the way you bounce on his cock, so loud, moaning so much. You shut him up by shoving your fingers in his mouth, pressing them to his tongue until he sucks on them obediently.

He shows up to work the next day with droopy, sleepy eyes, tired from the night before, and with purple bruises littering every inch of his neck. He knows his co-workers are staring, imagining what he was up to, but quite frankly, he couldn't care less. They can imagine all they'd like.

It's fun to tease him, to admire how much of a slut he's become for you. He doesn't even touch himself anymore, he can't. It doesn't feel as good when he does it, he needs you to. He's so professional at work, so up-tight with everyone else. But for you, it's a completely different story.

You've made it so Aki would do anything for you, and practically anything you tell him to do. In the end, it's just as you wanted. It feels good to have a pretty boy like him wrapped around your finger.

#aki hayakawa x reader #aki x reader #aki hayakawa #chainsaw man x reader #csm x reader #aki hayakawa smut #chainsaw man smut

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HEY DARLING OKG OMG OMG IM SO EXITED GO SEND THIS IN OH GOD

So i saw ur alphabet event and i really couldnt hold back but to join, i hope u dont have to many requests u dont have to do it if ur overhelmed

So i would love to see scaramouche with

J-jelousy

F-fight

L-love confession

R-romance

Andd

N-nicknames

Dont overwork urself, drink water, eat smth and have a nice day :}

note: hi there!! sorry for the wait, it's been a long while since i last wrote for scaramouche, but i hope you like it! <3 tags: fluff, slight angst and violence, scaramouche spoilers(!)

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

Fights with Scaramouche aren’t uncommon, but most of them are actually just aggressive banter. It can go wrong, or maybe you’re having a serious fight, which will end up with him going away for a while to avoid saying too many things. You’re still his lover, and he doesn’t want you to leave him for not being able to control his words.

If you’re in the wrong, or did something that felt like betrayal, he’s not going to forgive you. Even if a part of him, the naive, gentle Kunikuzushi wants to talk and stay with you after that, he won’t do it. He won’t forgive anyone who betrays him, and that includes you.

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Your lover does indeed get jealous easily, mainly because of his own insecurities and memories from the past. He can’t help but feel upset when someone else makes you laugh, a whisper in his mind wondering if you’d be happier with them rather than with a broken puppet like him.

He won’t let you go, though. Scaramouche isn’t afraid to resort to violence to force that person away from you, but he knows you wouldn’t want that. So, he’ll force himself to act calm and give that person the chance to go away. If they take it, good, but if they don’t… Your lover’s smile as he tells you to walk away for a bit is anything but comforting.

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

It most likely happened in a moment of stress, completely unexpected for the two of you. Maybe you were in a dangerous situation, injured or arguing with him. It’s hard to control one’s words while upset, so he probably slipped up.

In reality, Scaramouche thought of ignoring his feelings, he hated the fact that you made him feel such warmth with just a look, as well as pure fear when you did something reckless. Unless his mouth is faster than his brain, he wouldn’t confess. He would, however, give it a chance if you took that step.

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

He usually calls you by your name, or a short version of it if it’s on the longer side. He tends to call you “dummy” sometimes, or “idiot” if he knows you don’t mind too much. Your lover doesn’t want to accidentally hurt you, but he’s not the most vocally affectionate.

In private, during nights where his mind is plagued with thoughts and he can’t help but chase after your touch for a reminder that you’re by his side, he calls you “love”. A simple nickname, but one that also describes his feelings for you at the same time. You might also hear him calling you “dear” or “darling” when he’s especially relaxed.

R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

Scaramouche isn’t very romantic, mainly because he doesn’t really know much about romance. But, he’s willing to try if it makes you happy. A romantic dinner, walking side by side under a sea of stars, watching the sunset together… Tell him what you’d like.

You’ll have to be the one to think about what to do though, if you’d prefer something creative. He’ll go for safer options if you’d let him, at least the first few times. And, even though he would never admit it, he started enjoying the romantic gestures after a while. He may surprise you by getting you your favorite flowers or snacks from time to time, acting like he didn’t actually search for something to make you smile.

glazemeda 2022

#genshin x reader #scaramouche x reader #genshin scaramouche #scaramouche fluff #200 followers fluff event

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My tLoZ and LU Masterlist

UPDATED 11/19/2023

Of Dubious Sophistication: 6/? posted chapters, Wild meets the chain on a day when he has to act like an important person and decides to fuck with their initial misconceptions of him. Mostly formatted to give each of the Links to come to their own conclusions about Wild, a Compilation of oneshots with a vague overarching plot.

Another Second Chance: 2/? classic Wild gets pulled into the AOC timeline and is tasked to help prevent the calamity. But he looks different enough from his counterpart that he doesn’t reveal his true identity. He accidentally parallels Astor in the whole mysterious sorcerer/ seer vibes as he both knows the future and popped out of nowhere in a dramatic cape and ancient technology. Lots of interaction between Wild and the champions and there is both angst and hijinks. There’s also stuff about the new champions as most of it follows the plot of AOC. Also Wolfie is there because I thought it would be funny for him to bop around the baby egg guardian.

The Silence of the Knight: BOTW pre-calamity fic that’s mostly an introspective fic about why Link went silent and how everyone around him reacts to his lack of outward emotions. I just saw the concept of people seeing him as not quite human because of his refusal to show any emotions and wanting to catch a glimpse of how/ if he reacts when tragedy strikes, just to see if he has the ability to feel anything at all.

Heavy in Your Arms: Wild hated getting his memories back. They could be triggered by seemingly anything, they forced the entire group to stop or have someone stay with him until he got over it, which mostly ended up being Twilight, and he tended to end up feeling terrible. Even the good ones were bittersweet, when he saw glimpses of a family that was long gone or a fleeting moment when his life wasn’t destined to be a nightmare, only to open his eyes a century later having lost everything.He knew it was starting to become a hindrance on their quest and the last thing he wanted to be was a burden. (part of a series focused on the Wolf Trio)

I’ve Seen Hell (But This is a Bit More My Style): BOTW Fem!Link fic focused on how being the first female incarnation of the Heroes Spirit would be treated with a little bit of Zelink as a forbidden relationship. Link is angry and all of her past lives are just as pissed as she is. She’s seen as a harbinger of the calamity rather than the hero sent to stop it. And she’s seen as a mistake of the goddess and proof that the 10,000 years of peace was now at an end. General woman problems you know? (Sequel incorporating LU in progress) also please mind the tags.

Swordcrossed Lovers: Fluffy oneshot of the above au, Link and Zelda go to Gerudo Town and flirt while sword fighting. Zelink Week 2022 prompt: Sparring.

Champions Possessing Wild Oneshot Collection: The champions possess Wild sometimes, it leads to some shenanigans

The Unironic Magical Properties of True Love: totk role swap, Zelda find where Link has been hiding since being stuck in the past.

*NEW* Forever Changed: post totk zelink, where they both come back a little differently and have to deal with the immediate aftermath of... everything.

Requests/ short oneshots:

The Idiots of the Wind: Wind makes friends with the spirit of Revali and they team up to mess with Wild, mildly traumatizing him in the process.

A Waste of Pretty Faces: Wild and Warriors bond over something they didn’t expect (mind the warnings and tags)

To Kill What’s Already Dead: Set after sunset pt.7, Wild deals with not being allowed to see Twilight and with the very real possibility that his mentor is dying.

A Mosaic of Broken Glass: Link has a lot of scars, they don’t like them very much. Zelda is determined to help them work on loving themself. Non-Binary BOTW Link and I accidentally made Zelda asexual.

On Top Of The World: Day 1 prompt for Zelink week 2022- One Last Look, Link and Zelda reunite after the final battle with the calamity. Idk what to say it’s just pure fluff.

Frightful & Delightful: Wintery LU fic that is Hyrule-centric for a secret santa. Hurt/comfort, but mostly fluff.

3 Sentence Fics: Lots of short fics in one place, including LU, botw Zelink, and my own AUs!

The Many Duties of the Princesses Appointed Knight: Fluffy pre-calamity zelink hair braiding, not me basing a whole fic off of a vague idea...

The Caretaker of Holy Things: OC fic made for a zelda creators collab, the Priestess of the Temple of Time remains at the great plateau while the calamity rages around her, unfortunately, she’s due to have visitors.

Whumptober 2022:

Prompt 2: Nowhere to Run: Aryll from my priestesses AU meets the Fierce Deity for the first time.

Prompt 5: Hypothermia: Link and Zelda from my Golden Priestesses AU journey up to the Temple of Nayru to the spring of wisdom.

Prompt 9: Caught in the Storm: Zelda spends one hundred years fighting the calamity, even though he’s slumbering in the shrine of resurrection, Link still finds a way to help her keep her head above water.

Prompt 10: Whipping: Wild from my Fem!Wild AU has to reveal some things about her past after having a panic attack post-battle. Kind of a rewrite of part of the comic where Wild throws himself in front of Wind during a fight, you know the one.

Prompt 15: Emotional Damage/ New Scars: Wild visits the forgotten temple after the events of LU, he mourns.

Zelink Week 2023:

Day 1: Yearning: All In Good Time: Fem! Zelink AU during the events of LU, Wild misses her Princess.

Day 2: Forbidden: The Ballad of Frost and Flames: Fem!Zelink AU, pre-calamity while Link is still in hiding, they meet at a masquerade ball.

Day 4: Hand in Hand: The Fable of the Dragon and the Phoenix: MAJOR TOTK SPOILERS, Zelda makes and eternal choice and Link learns to rise from the ashes.

#zelink #fic rec #fic masterlist #masterlist #totk #zelda #tears of the kingdom #botw #breath of the wild #fem!zelink #fanfic rec #andromedas fic masterlist #loz #tloz #fanfiction #finally got to the point where the old post wouldn't update so here's this I guess

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SWEET TOOTH !

dark era! dazai x fem! reader || lime || makeouts

tags : steamy makeouts, implied smut at the end, mentions of dancing at a club + drinking.

synopsis : dazai sees you at a club, and the way you simply put him in a trance he just knows he has to have you.

not continuing because I don’t know how to write dazai at all, so enjoy it as a lime.

dazai was once again seeking out a simple one night stand, recently all of his work was piling up and he just needed something to destress with.

so as one of his many resorts, he went to another one of the clubs he had heard members of the mafia mentioned and ordered himself a simple whisky to loosen himself up.

as he was taking sips, he eyed around the club full of dancing people or people making out in darker corners of the club as they were intoxicated by the alcoholic drinks they consumed.

not many people caught his eye, but then he saw you, dancing in the middle of all the people and swaying your hips to the beat of the music. you weren’t perfect, not at all. you stumbled as you moved or sometimes missed something that would fit the song, and you seemed as if you had no clue of what you were doing but that made watching you all the more addictive.

it made you seem as if you were so unaware of everything that happened around you, just simply dancing along to the music that played and enjoying yourself.

he moved his way through the crowd, soon coming into close range of you and touching your shoulder.

you turned to him confused, most people who touched you had accidentally done it in the midst of dancing but he left his hand there.

“would you care to drink with me?” he asked, his voice sounding like an angels to you. slightly smiling, you nodded absentmindedly and followed him back to the bar.

one drink turned to two, two turned to three, and then you fount yourself coming with him to a hotel nearby. if you were sober, this definitely would’ve seemed like a bad idea but the man in front of you seemed so attractive and had just the way with words that seemed to woo you.

of course, the minute you hit that hotel room he was all over you, and you didn’t mind one bit. first it was kissing, then heated makeouts, and eventually your back was on the bed as he towered over you, roughly kissing you.

you moaned into it, completely ignoring the way his hands fiddled with your shirt and eventually was lifting it over your head without a sweat and continuing the steamy session.

pulling away whilst sitting up, dazai made quick work of the task of taking off your clothes and caressing your body, holding you close but not too close either. it would be more romantic if he wasn’t practically a stranger, but it would have to do for both of your drunkened minds.

“oh, how lonely you seemed on that dance floor. i just knew I had to come and swoop you away from the undeserving eyes,” he sweet talked, continuing to ease you into the following events while you and him started to take off his clothes.

you straddled his now naked body, allowing him to pull you both up to the middle of the bed and lay you down, the skin to skin contact igniting electric sparks you just couldn’t get enough of.

“with the way you’re going to taste oh so sweet when I’m done with you, i’m sure you’ll satisfy my sweet tooth.”

── POSSEXED ✦ (📖)

#dazai osamu #dazai #osamu #osamu x reader #dazai x reader #dazai osamu x reader #smut #bungo stray dogs #dazai x reader smut #dazai osamu x reader smut #lime

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tagged by @eiqhties in a Song Meme Which Is About Songs :) thank you!

“Name 4 songs that you consider YOURS. Songs that no one else understands like you. Songs that they can try to pry from your cold dead hands.”

i don't like making prescriptive statements like that but here are four songs that i heard and went AUGHHHH and then never stopped going aughhhhh. oversharing to follow under the cut.

"city of gold," orville peck. on the list of Songs I Can Only Listen To Sometimes. in the summer of 2022 i would just drive around my hometown and listen to this one repeatedly hoping that it would cast a spell that only worked for a very little while. lol. that entire album came out as i was graduating college and had a lot of Things I Needed on it – this one is tied with "curse of the blackened eye" in some ways but this one is ultimately the heavier hitter.

"give it time," sierra ferrell. you know how sometimes you have to see a song live for it to hit properly? this is one example. outside, a hot day in early summer. sierra ferrell was like, "you think that you still need me? give it time," and i was like oooohhhhhhh. you give it time. (easy thing to say for someone who has given it time.) Seeing Sierra Ferrell Live is a very important accidental tradition for me and jenny, my second concert ever (as ever, not counting symphony orchestras and 2016s Accidental Julien Baker Live Performance), and also notably the thing i did on the one year anniversary of my friends death which felt like an important symbolic act for me.

"against pollution," the mountain goats. the previous two tie into very specific losses for me but this one is just the ultimate Feeling Things song for me. i played it for jenny for the first time on a night when we were driving around the rural areas surrounding our college town and feeling #unwell for interpersonal reasons but that song transcends every personal crisis and is about... i don't know, it's about a lot of things. it's about how when the last days come we shall see visions more vivid than sunsets brighter than stars we will recognize each other and see ourselves for the first time the way we really are. it's a threat and a promise. it's the best song in the whole world maybe.

last night, the lostines. "You are made of earth and wood / I love you all night if I could / When I lay down to fall asleep / I hope to see you in my dreams." Ending this list on a positive and also on a group i think everyone who likes dreamy folk music even some of the time should listen to (debut album out friday after next!!!) the lostines have several songs that are So About Me And Jenny It's Kind Of Crazy To Me but this song in particular was the first out of that series. every time i listen to it i still think about the same night of my life and (not to be a romantic on tumblr.com at age 24) i really think i will forever. i saw this song live and drunkcried about it. perfect song.

as before, tagging any mutuals who feel that this one calls to them

#sorry gang it's been a very unusually emotionally intimate night on chronotopes.tumblr.com #information about myself

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𝖸𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾!𝖱𝗈𝖻𝗂𝗇 𝖡𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗅𝖾𝗒 𝖧𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗌

Tags: @homopheli @clarkegriffinslever @janeswhore

A/N: so I have a similar imagine in the making so look out for that one.

Robin would be an impulsive and overprotective yandere

With you being the head cheerleader and her being a band member, you would often see her after school

The lingering looks that you would receive from her during school or when you have cheer practice would surprisingly give you butterflies

Yes, yes. Robin knows that being queer in the 80’s was basically signing a death warrant

She would never put you that much danger. Why?? Because you are her sweetheart

Tries to talk to you more like she’s just getting to know

In reality, she already knows everything about you; your biological information, your schedule, your enemies and friends and your likes/dislikes

Luckily, you don’t degrade her and actually interact with her

So meeting up with her became more regular

There was this one time after school that your ex thought that he’d be funny and slap your ass

Right. In. Front. Of. Robin.

Oh, the fury that Robin felt was out of this world

Instead she remained calm and waited till nightfall to actually do something about that boy

When the next morning came, the daily news talks about a local boy ending up dead

Obviously you came to Robin for comfort and she embraced you

Then you start to notice how a lot of your enemies and ‘friends’ began to disappear as well

And who did you go for comfort and reassurance?? Robin mf Buckley.

At first it was getting weird and Robin was somehow encouraging you to spend the night at her house more often

The Buckley girl got into your head making you dependent on only her and persuaded you to move in with her

She also said that she was the only person that will ever protect and love you

You were barley allowed to leave the house unless Robin deems it necessary

❝The world is a very dangerous place, sweetheart.❞

If you were a good girl for an entire week, she would treat you to a restaurant or to the movies

Let’s say if you happen to escape her, she would murder your entire family within the second

So you became a good girl and always listened to Robin’s instructions in fear of your family’s safety

Somehow when Robin was getting rid of a body, she got the timing wrong and you accidentally saw her

❝Are you the reason why the bad people around me are disappearing?❞

❝I- I didn’t want you to find out about it this way.❞

❝Find out about it this way?!! You’re mental Buckley, you need help. ❞

Her face would falter so quickly that you had to bite back a gulp

❝Can’t you see, [name]. I did it for us! I did it for you!❞

Ever since that incident, you became unresponsive to the brunette

❝Darling, please eat.❞ Her voice would be hoarse and you almost gave in

And if you don’t listen, she will forcefully feed the sandwich to you

Which makes a cry escape your throat and Robin would feel so guilty

So she would run her hands through your hair and soothe you, with your permission or not

That was all it took for you to break down in her arms and her heart broke at your loud sobs knowing that she was the reason of it

❝Look, I’m sorry m-maybe tomorrow, we’ll go to the lake. Yeah, you’ve been cooped up too long, it’s not healthy for a beauty like you.❞

Would lightly grasp on her forearm when she was about to pull away from the hug

This manages to make her cheeks bright red and she thought maybe you would be getting along

You would give her a little nod and she cracks a small smile before leaving you in your personal hell

Then your mind will remember her words

❝No one will ever love you the way I do.❞

❝You’re crazy robin!❞

❝Only crazy for you [name].❞

There was truly no escape for you anymore, I mean who could you trust?

The worst part was that you started to fall for her before she became a total psycho

#꒰ 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗌 📌 ꒱#stranger things 3 #stranger 3 yandere headcannons #stranger things yandere #stranger things headcanons #robin buckley #robin buckley x fem!reader #robin buckley x black!reader #robin buckley x fem!black!reader #robin buckley headcanons #yandere!robin buckley

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I tried to look for the pic from the summer but couldn’t find it 🤧 however I gathered all the thinky thoughts I thought/saw when scrolling through the tag:

1. Aleksi holding Olli in Posse 2021

2. Niko thirdwheeling in Posse 2022

3. Aleksi reading a comment which assumed he’s straight and stopping mid-sentence

4. Aleksi and Olli disappearing into a room together while filming Deadzone mv

5. Aleksi answering a question about Olli’s gag reflex and starting to over-explain how everyone reacts differently etc.

6. Aleksi himself suggesting he and Olli should stream together 🤧 now where is it!!

7. Pictures of Aleksi on his stomach in bed = he likes getting railed from behind <3

8. Aleksi resting his hand on/touching Olli whenever possible (and vice versa)

9. Aleksi having his hand behind him and Olli’s pressed against him, playing the bass

10. Olli having his head between Aleksi’s thighs (in many different ways)

11. Olli giggling at Aleksi 🥺 (and Aleksi’s tiny Olli-smiles)

12. Aleksi and Olli sharing a hotel room every time possible

13. Aleksi and Olli sharing clothes (sunglasses, shorts, shirts… 🙄)

14. Niko being the biggest Aleksi/Olli shipper

…and then I gave up and stopped looking for it 😔

but oh boy what a year it’s been! the streams have been such an Olli/Allu gold mine huh 😌

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa babies in love!! 😭😭😭💞💞💞💞💞💞

here's to hoping 2024 will bring us more Olli/Allu moments 🥺 I really hope Aleksi will get back to streaming after New Year's and give us all the crumbs he can 🤧

and if you may, here's a few more random moments from the past 12 months to continue your already excellent list:

15. walking on opposite sides in the beginning of the video but next to each other in the end (with Aleksi having to walk on the lawn lol)

16. Aleksi playing Olli's bass while Olli is literally still 'wearing' it and just standing there helplessly (and smiling his Allu-smile!! you can't really see it but I know he is, trust me with this one okay)

17. Whatever secret messages Aleksi was trying to send here dfgdfdgsgssggssgdgsgssg

18. Aleksi forgetting Joel exists and almost accidentally calls him Olli on a TikTok live 😂🥰

goddammit why are they so stupid and in love idk how to handle it anymore 🤧

#i think i may have sent you that picture in the dms btw! hence you probably can't find it in the tag 🤔#answered asks #sparfloxacin #ollixallu

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oconist · 7 months

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azda your tags on that 'oconundrum' post are just...*chef's kiss*

the whole 'esteban has been a shitty teammate' narrative is so overblown and every time redditors repeat that or some other dumb shit about esteban it fucking boils my blood.

the amount of times people bring up alonso's dnfs last year to declare that 'esteban was actually shit' even though they're qualifying paces were very close. and the 'deep analysis' and 'calculations' people would do to estimate how many points alonso lost last year were...questionable. like people were actually saying alonso lost out on 60-80 points in the 2022 alpine...girl be for fucking real. not to mention they don't bring this same argument up in regards to esteban's 5 dnfs compared to checo's 2 in 2018 or literally right now with esteban's 8(!!!) dnfs compared to pierre's 3. nope just automatically 'wow esteban's so shit - he's never beaten a teammate in the championship standings!'

and the amount of vitriol and ire over a single incident from 5 years (in which both people involved made mistakes) is so fucking ridiculous. there have been so many documented instances of esteban and max being friendly since brazil 2018 and people still act like max hates him. the fuck? we all saw the rbrs crash in baku 2018 but everyone acknowledges that maxiel's doing just fine. like what the fuck? also there's max's entitlement in brazil 2022. or his use of racist and ableist slurs? any issues with that today - apparently not! but esteban accidentally crashing into max while trying to unlap himself - devil he's the devil. don't even get me started on the whole 'max was totally justified in shoving esteban - he had a arrogant look on his face'...

reddit goes on and on about how 'they're not toxic like other forms of social media like twitter or instagram' which is such fucking bullshit. daniel made a little quip last year about getting esteban for secret santa and literally everyone was all like 'see even daniel hates esteban! and they were teammates. esteban's a shitty teammate with no friends. hur de dur!' cut to daniel's gift to esteban being arguably being the most personalized and highest quality one of them all...

fuck...that was a HUGE ASS rant i'm so sorry. i'm just...so sick and tired of the esteban slander. this is my safe space.

no because you are speaking facts as usual. este's car last year also was damaged/bad but didn't dnf a couple of times, so if we start adding stuff like that, we should also add a hundred variables more to see who truly was better.

este was unlucky to have his longest teammanships with two guys with crazy ass fanbases, the amount of hate is so much to the point where i have seen alonsistas themselves be like 'hey too much' to other alonso fans regarding ocon.

like with pierre, pascal and daniel, zero issues.

i think the ratio of fans : haters or at least people that seen him as persona non grata is so disproporcionate towards the hater side because he's easy to punch down. he´s not vocal when he's not at fault, and when he was (the infamous renault radio) he's seen as a whiny crybaby as usual. people in the neutral side get easily swayed by the amount of hate people have towards him, but at least the situation is improving!! at least this brazilian gp, tons of brazilian fans were being very nice towards him and i've seen more and more people defend him, even spaniards.

feel free to rant any time you want <3

#azda.asks

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vampyrsutton · 2 years

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KirBaku~SexToys/Begging

Summary:

Denki told Kirishima about his and Shinsou’s little toy experience. Kirishima wants to give it a go.

Ao3 Tags:

Sex Toys, Begging, Kinktober, Kinktober 2022, Kink Negotiation, Submissive Top Bakugou Katsuki, Dom Bottom Kirishima Eijirou, Anal Sex, post-sex cuddles, Banter, Praise Kink, Dirty Talk, Cock Rings, cock riding, Vibrators, vibrating cock ring, Non-Penetrative Sex Toys, Aftercare, Bondage

"What's with the stupid grin, Shitty Hair?" Bakugou sighs at the redhead standing on the other side of his door frame. "What kinky shit did one of them mention this time?"

Kirishima's grin only widens as he laughs. "You caught me. Can I come in or do you want me announcing it in the hallway?"

The blonde turns red at the threat, pulling the other into his room. "Don't even think about it!"

The redhead only laughs more as he lets his grumpy boyfriend pull him. "I won't. I won't. Wouldn't dream of it, Bakubabe."

"Whatever. Out with it. We have a break coming up so you must have some plan." Bakugou huffs as he sits on his bed.

"Only if you're okay with it. Denki was telling me about something he and Shinsou did recently with Shinsou's quirk and a toy, and I was wondering if you'd be down to try toys?" Kirishima explained.

Bakugou's ears tint even as he raises an eyebrow. "So does your brain just copy-paste me into every story you hear or what the fuck?"

It was Kirishima's turn to flush as he scratches the back of his neck. "What can I say? You're hot in every scenario. So is that a yes orrr?"

The blonde sighs. "What did you have in mind?"

Kirishima shrugs nonchalantly. "I don't really know to be honest. I saw a cock ring in porn once. I think it was vibrating so maybe that...I kinda wanna get you to the point of begging."

Bakugou's ears flush red, but a feral smirk takes over his face. "I'd like to see you try, Shitty Hair."

Kirishima smirks in return. "Don't think it'd be too hard. After all, I did have you rutting against my leg like a bi-"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence!" The blonde snaps, face red once more. "Fine! You're on!"

"Great! I'll just get Momo her usual then, and we can try this weekend?" Kirishima grins like they're not discussing him ruining the blonde.

Bakugou groans into his hands. "Please tell me it's not just our sex life she knows about."

"Where do you think Denki and Shinsou got the toy?" Kirishima laughs. "She has a whole website, remember?"

The blonde sighs in minor relief. "...Right. Yeah, let's wait 'til the second day. I guess IcyHot accidentally scorched his room and is temporarily next door. Rather not have him questioning me in his strange attempts in insisting we're best friends." He huffs while rolling his eyes. "And I sure as hell don't want fucking Deku rambling about quirk compatibility and shit. Bout blasted him into next year when you left marks on my back that one time."

"Heh, yeah sorry about that, but sounds like a plan." Kirishima grins before his eyes widen and he whips out his phone. "Crap. It's an actual holiday too. I should ask her now before she gets flooded with the other procrastinators."

Bakugou actually snorts at this, shaking his head at his boyfriend. "I'll go bother Fish Lips for snacks while you do that. He still owes me one for helping him during the last math unit. We can start the movie when I get back."

"Just admit you've made friends, Bakubabe." The redhead laughs, ducking when a pillow is thrown at him.

"Lies and slander! Shut up and get the shit you damn perv!" Bakugou grumbles, stomping out of the room and slamming the door on any further laughter. "Stupid, Shitty Hair." He huffs fondly before heading to the stairs for the promised snacks.

~~~

"Alright, they left. Have any more of a game plan than you did when you asked or are you still flying by the seat of your pants?" Bakugou smirks from where he leans against the door.

Kirishima was fidgeting with a bag he brought with him. "Sort of? Depends on what you're okay with really."

The blonde nods, walking over to sit backward in his desk chair to face the redhead. "What do you have in mind?"

Kirishima opens the bag to reveal the contents. "So one is once again in the realm of bondage with a belt holding your hands to your headboard. Is that okay?"

Bakugou thinks for a moment before wincing. "Sports festival. As long as I can move my arms though it should be okay so maybe just above my head and I have to not move them? Then I still have that control, but you still get your thing?"

He's met with a pointy-toothed, dopey grin. "That actually sounds even hotter somehow. Stop-light system still?"

The blonde nods. "Yup. Now, what else?"

"The cock ring I mentioned did sound really hot and Momo could even make a vibrating one so I've got that." The redhead smirks. "I'm sure it will have you begging in no time."

"You wish! What else?" Bakugou smirks behind a fake glare.

"Lastly, similar to what inspired it all…" Kirishima pulls a fake dick out of the bag that's just a bit bigger than his own but pulls out a remote right after. "Sounds good?"

Bakugou's face is red at this point as he stares at the toy, nodding slowly. "YeA-" He clears his throat. "Uh, yeah. Sounds good. ...how does she even do the technology like that?"

Kirishima laughs as he places the items on the bed, and moves the bag. "Don't get pissed, but you can tell you're Midobro's childhood friend."

A stress ball flies at the redhead as the blonde snarls. "Do you wanna get laid or not?! How do you wanna start?"

The redhead just snickers as he catches the foam ball. "If you'd strip, and get on the bed we can go from there."

Bakugou nods, standing up and flushing as he throws his shirt on the chair and dances his way out of his sweats. "Boxers?" He asks, knowing the redhead likes showing off by manhandling them.

"Go ahead and take 'em off. I wanna start taking you apart ASAP." Kirishima hums as he digs the lube out.

Bakugou's face flames, but he obeys before walking over and laying himself on his bed.

"Hands up." Kirishima grins, holding the belt.

The blonde does as he's told, tilting his head back to watch Kirishima loop the belt around his wrists and secure it. "Is that a new belt?"

"Yeah, Momo said it can be difficult to use a normal belt so she also made a bondage one." Kirishima nods. "Is it too tight, or are you good?"

"It's always quiet ones," Bakugou mutters as he tests the belt. "We're good. It's not much different from the cuffs last time we tried something so it shouldn't cause any issues either."

"Cool. Let me know if it does though, okay?"

"I will." Bakugou sighs. Kirishima's smile is way too fond for the situation, and Bakugou has to turn his head. "Can we get on with it?"

Kirishima hums an affirmation as he takes the lube with him down between Bakugou's legs. "Let's get you worked up a bit first so the ring can do its job, hm?"

He waits for the affirmative before taking Bakugou's already hardening cock into his mouth in one go, holding the blonde's hips down when they try to buck into the heat.

"Fuck! AhHhh! When did you-Shit!" Bakugou curses, gripping the sheets to stop himself from moving his arms.

Kirishima's smirk is clear in his eyes as he flattens his tongue against the underside on his way up before immediately swallowing him whole again.

The blonde squirms as he tries to resist thrusting into the redhead's mouth, cursing when Kirishima hollows his cheeks and increases the suction, and screaming in frustration when the heat suddenly leaves his half-hard cock. "Ei! What the fuck?"

"The website said to only get you half-hard at most before slipping the ring on. Don't worry, I'll continue in a second." Kirishima smiles innocently as though he's not promising torture.

Bakugou is definitely not pouting as he glares at the redhead. He eventually turns his face away. "Tch, whatever. Just get on wIth- Mmm~"

Kirishima slides the ring down the blonde's length, drawing out a moan. "Shit, Bakubabe." He hums, giving him a few more teasing strokes just to hear more muffled sounds.

"Shiiit! Dammit, Ei, you better get on with it if you want me even looking at your dick the rest of break!" Bakugou groans, bucking his hips into Kirishima's hand.

The redhead just hums, removing his hand and snickering at the irritated sound this causes before he presses a small button on the vibrating part of the ring. He can't help but smirk as Bakugou almost arches off the bed with a scream.

"Fuck! Shit! Ei! AhhHh! Dammit!" The blonde rambles too focused on his own cock to notice Kirishima lubing his fingers until there's one teasing his entrance. "Eiii!"

"Hmm? Yeah, Bakubabe?" Kirishima grins innocently even as he works his finger in and out.

"Don't you 'Bakubabe' me with your finger in my aAass- fuuuck!"

Bakugou's head slumps back against the bed as Kirishima works another finger in and begins to wiggle them like he's looking for something. He grins when the blonde lets out a choked-off moan. "Found it!"

All he gets is an awkward middle finger as Bakugou tries to squirm away from the fingers insistently rubbing at his prostate. "Shit! If you keep doing that I'll cum!" The blonde groans.

"No, you won't." Kirishima hums, slipping a third finger in as his other hand taps the ring for emphasis. "Not with this thing on."

Bakugou just looks at Kirishima in confusion for a second before it dawns on him and he groans. "Why did I agree to this shit?!"

"You love it." Kiri smiles, continuing to open the blonde up even as his hips twitch in what is probably an aborted orgasm that rips what sounds like a choked sob from the blonde.

Once he's satisfied that Bakugou is sufficiently opened, he takes pity on him and turns off the ring, watching Bakugou collapse to the mattress, panting heavily. Red eyes roam over the blonde's toned body, taking in how ruined he already looks. He smiles fondly when he notices the blonde hasn't moved his hands from their position above his head. "You're doing great, Kat."

A small whimper leaves the blonde at the praise but seems to help him get his second wind all the same. "Just fuck me already. I know you didn't prep me just for the fun of it." He huffs.

Kirishima smirks as he lubes up the dildo. "Well, you're not entirely wrong."

Bakugou's eyes widening show he had already forgotten about the thing as he throws his head back with a groan. "Eiii~! I'm smacking anyone who dares to call you the angel in this relationship from now on! You're the fucking devil!"

Kirishima just laughs as he positions the dildo at the blonde's hole. "Ready?"

The blonde just huffs, still clinging to his pride. "Yeah, whatEverrrr~ Ooooh~"

Kirishima slides the toy in slowly, knowing it’s a bit bigger than the blonde is used to so working it in shallow thrusts to let him adjust. He watches the other’s reactions closely, marveling as the blonde shivers and moans when it likely brushes his prostate.

“Ei..mumble….” Bakugou mumbles something the redhead can’t quite hear so he leans closers.

“What was that, Bakubabe?” Kirishima prods.

“Tch... I’m not made of-mMm-fucking glAss. Fuck, just put the damn thing in alrEAdy!” The blonde tries to growl between moans.

Kirishima chuckles, glancing down to see there’s not much left to put in the blonde so, after adding just a bit more lube, smiles at the other. “If you insist~” He hums before sliding the rest in one go and enjoying the view of Bakugou bucking his hips off the bed as he moans loudly, palms crackling slightly.

“Guess I found your prostate again?” Kirishima smiles sweetly.

Bakugou shoots him an embarrassed glare as he pants. “FuAhh~Fuck you.” He snarls, hips squirming though for friction or escape he’s not entirely sure himself.

“Hmmm, I think it’s the other way around right now.” Kirishima snickers as Bakugou tries to flip him off.

Kirishima just laughs before rummaging in his bag once more and producing his laptop. “Wanna watch the second movie from the other night?” he grins.

Bakugou just stares at him, eyebrows scrunching in confusion. “Huh?”

“Well, I wanna get you begging, right? What better way than to have you nice and full and get you squirming with no way to come? Drawing it out throughout the movie instead of just giving you what you want right away? Your patience simply won’t last.” The redhead explains as he boots up the laptop. “That okay?”

Bakugou stares at him in horror but scoffs when it’s implied he won’t win. “Whatever! What’s to stop me from just touching myself?”

“Well for one, the ring.” Kirishima reminds as he loads the movie, making Bakugou glare at the offending toy in question. “But also that would be moving your arms meaning you aren’t strong enough to control yoursel-”

“Fuck you! I am too strong enough!” Bakugou snaps, at Kirishima’s blatant poking.

Kirishima just chuckles as he rearranges so he’s leaning against the wall with Bakugou’s legs over his and the laptop on the head of the bed so Bakugou won’t be looking at Kirishima. “AND.” He makes sure he has Bakugou’s attention. “I would be very disappointed if you do.”

He knew that was the real hitter when Bakugou wilts, pouting and grabbing the headboard of his own volition. “...press play.”

Kirishima smiles lightly, running his fingers through blonde locks. “Good boy.” He praises, smiling when Bakugou relaxes before he presses play. He sits back against the wall to watch but focuses more on Bakugou to see how he’s doing.

It’s not long after the opening credits that he notices the blonde’s hard-on starting to flag, signaling that it’s time to start teasing him again. Kirishima picks the remote up from next to him, smiling innocently at Bakugou when he glances at the movement and turning it on low when his eyes return to the screen.

A surprised moan rips itself from the blonde’s mouth when the vibrator in his ass starts barely vibrating just shy of his prostate and he ruts into nothing. “Ei! AahHhh! Bastard!”

The redhead just laughs as he leans to pet blonde locks once more. “Shhh. Watch the movie, babe.”

Bakugou pouts at him, squirming still but looks back to the screen, stubbornly trying to block out the sensation.

Eventually, he manages to mostly relax again aside from the occasional hitch in his breathing, and Kirishima takes that as his cue to turn the ring on now.

The blonde cries out once more, instinctively trying to squirm away from the overwhelming sensation, only to moan again when this makes the vibrator in his ass brush his prostate, and makes the ring more apparent.

Kirishima just pets him through it, cooing lightly whenever Bakugou curses him. “Come on, Bakubabe. The dildos only on one, we’ve still got four more.”

Bakugou looks at him in horror but ultimately decides his pride is more important as he tries to even his breathing again and limits his squirming to not stimulate himself more. “Wha-Ahh-Whatever.”

The redhead smiles at him fondly, squeezing his thigh and pretending to focus back on the movie. Bakugou does the same, trying to piece together what he’s missed, and thus not noticing Kirishima grab the lube again, but shooting him a questioning look when Kirishima gets off the bed.

“Just using the bathroom real quick.” Kirishima smiles. “Just be a good boy and keep watching. And no touching!” He reminds him before shutting the bathroom door.

Bakugou huffs, grumbling that he’s not stupid before another moan sounds when the vibrations jump up a level. “AaaAsshole!”

Kirishima snickers from the other side of the door before taking his pants off and popping open the lube. While watching the blonde squirm, he had thought of just how to get him begging and got to work as he lubed his fingers up once more.

He knew Bakugou was okay with topping when they tried it at a later date than the first time and Kirishima didn’t necessarily mind bottoming, they just preferred their usual positions more. Having a vibrator up his ass though as Kirishima rides him? He’d have the blonde all but sobbing in seconds so was more than willing to switch it up.

Kirishima does his best to stifle his own moans as he works himself open, careful not to make himself cum as he makes it up to three. “Fuck...”

He stops himself as he nears the edge, leaning against the sink and panting as he tries to calm down. Once he knows he’s not going to cum, he wipes his hand clean and goes back out to Bakugou who is gripping the headboard as he basically humps the air.

Kirishima sees sparks fly from the headboard and is instantly glad Bakugou didn’t buy another wooden one after his hardening broke it one time. The redhead can’t help, but smirk when he notices that Bakugou’s not just humping the air, but can’t seem to decide if he’s trying to get away from the vibrator buzzing against his prostate or grind down on it further and a whine actually leaves the blonde’s lips.

He creeps back over to the bed to retrieve the remote and turn it down, smiling sweetly when pleading red eyes meet his own.

“KiriIii~! You ass! Get over here!” The blonde growls, squirming a bit before arching off the bed when he hits his prostate again.

“Hmmm, no I don’t think that counts. We still have half the movie anyway, let's just enjoy it.” He smiles, turning the toys off to give Bakugou time to calm down before planting a kiss on his cheek and snickering when the blonde tries to bite at him. “Aww, come on, Bakubabe. I’ll give you cuddles before we start back up?”

Bakugou pouts but ultimately moves so he can rest his head on the redhead’s lap and let him play with his hair. “Whatever.”

Kiri chuckles as he runs his fingers through the overgrown cat’s hair. “So, what did I miss?”

Red eyes glare at him as the blonde huffs. “Fuck if I know, I was a little busy.”

The redhead snickers as an explosion flashes across the screen and Bakugou starts to relax into the attention. He lets the other fall into that semi-relaxed state for a while before trailing his hands down a narrow side until his hand can reach between Bakugou’s legs and start stroking the blonde’s aching cock.

He has to chuckle at the way Bakugou almost bends in half at the sudden warmth. “Eiiii~” Bakugou nearly whines.

“Yes, baby?” Kirishima hums, swiping a thumb over the pathetically leaking head.

“Shit.” Bakugou hisses, thrusting lightly into the touch. “Hurts.

“Color?” Kirishima checks, wanting to make sure it’s not something wrong with the toy itself.

“Green.” Comes the faint whine, darker red eye meeting his pleadingly.

“I have an idea that might help then, baby.” Kirishima coos, rearranging Bakugou once more so he’s holding the headboard again, and leans down as though to give the blonde head. “Close your eyes.”

Baugou rolls his eyes at the theatrics, but does as he’s told, moaning when the toys are turned back on.

Kirishima smirks, shifting carefully so Bakugou doesn’t catch on before lining himself up to work himself down to blonde pubes.

“Ahgh! Fuck!” Bakugou yells, eyes shooting open in shock as his abs flex in an attempt to not thrust up and possibly hurt the redhead. “Eijirou!”

“What’s wrong, baby?” Kirishima smirks, gasping as he brushes his prostate. “Shit, it’s been a second.” He groans as he works himself down until he’s bottomed out.

“Fuck you, you know exactly what’s wrong!” Bakugou growls as his arms shake in his effort to hold still. “Let me cum, you ass!”

Kirishima just laughs, completely unaffected by the blonde’s mean words. “Nope, still not it.” He chuckles, leaning in close to Bakugou’s face as he raises his hips. “Come on, Kat, it’s just a little beg.” A kiss to his flushed nose. “Don’t you wanna be a good boy?”

Bakugou shivers at the words, biting his bottom lip as though to stop words of his own from leaving as red eyes stare up at Kirishima defiantly.

Kirishima sighs as though he didn’t already expect this outcome and that he'd still need to bully his blonde a little to get his desired results. That was fine, though. The challenge was just one of the things he loved about his little firecracker.

“Can never make it easy on yourself can you, Kat?” Kirishima smirks with a shake of his head. “Oh well, guess you just get to keep the ring on until you can learn to behave.”

Bakugou opens his mouth to no doubt sass the redhead, but Kirishima doesn’t give him the chance before he’s dropping back down on the blonde’s cock and they’re both crying out in unison.

“Fuck, baby.” Kirishima groans, starting up a rough pace and adjusting the angle until he can hit his prostate almost every time and make his walls clench and shudder around the blonde’s cock. “Always so good. So full. Gods, I can feel you so deep inside me.”

Now Bakugou knew the redhead was full of shit, and just trying to rile him up by stroking his ego, but dammit it was working and it made the blonde’s cock throb . Between the tight heat, the vibrating on his cock and against his prostate, and the dirty words, it was taking all of Bakugou’s strength not to plant his feet and start thrusting up into the redhead with abandon.

He wanted to cum though.

Gods did he want to cum.

He was so close that, under normal circumstances, a few quick and messy thrusts would easily tip him over the edge, but with that damn ring vibrating around the base of his cock? Yeah, a stunt like that would guarantee he wasn’t cumming tonight.

“Eiii~” Bakugou groans when the redhead reaches back to play with the toy abusing his prostate, and fuck his voice did not just break.

“Come on, baby~” Kirishima coos, turning the vibrator up by one and smirking at the choked-off cry. “You can cum, all you have to do is ask nicely and I’ll let you cum.”

“Fuck-Ahhh Kiri! Fuck you I-I don’t need your permission!” Bakugou whinessnaps as he squirms, thighs and abs flexing in his efforts not to take over.

“Oh? Are you sure about that?” Kirishima chuckles, running a finger along the cock ring bumping against his rim with every meeting of their hips. “Cause I think you do, baby boy.”

Bakugou cries out when the redhead squeezes around him. “Fuck, Eiiii~!” He- he- fuck it he whimpers at the mess of sensations threatening to overwhelm him and probably succeeding. “Ple-” He clamps his mouth shut, eyes wide as he realizes he almost gave in.

“Hmm? Was that almost a please, baby?” Kirishima snickers, rolling his hips and watching red eyes threaten to roll back at the feeling.

“No! Just let me cum, dammit!” Bakugou snarls sobsas the metal headboard creaks from how hard he’s gripping it.

“I would love to, really I would.” Kirishima sighs as though this is all a great burden before moaning on a particularly well-aimed glide. “Shit, so good baby.” He mumbles before continuing his train of thought. “Would love to let you cum, baby, but you still haven’t asked managed to ask nicely.”

Bakugou grits his teeth, trying to hold off but eventually Kirishima tenses and starts cumming hard across Bakugou’s chest with a cry. Little shit somehow still has the capacity to hold the vibrator to the blonde’s prostate as his ass clenches and spasms around Bakugou’s aching cock and- okay, yeah, fuck it!”

“Eiii~ Fuck! Ei, please, please! The ring, take it off, please baby let me cum, please I’ll do anything please~!” Bakugou rambles, no longer able to hold his hips still as he starts thrusting like he’s trying to knock the redhead off and only making the future sturdy hero clench harder as he pounds into his prostate.

“Ahh~! Shit, Kat wait!” Kirishima gasps, trying to raise his hips so he can pull off to remove the ring, but the blonde is making it very difficult with the way his legs are starting to shake as he’s given no chance to rest. “Kaaat~!”

“Can’t. Ei, please! Please, I’ll be a good boy just please let me cum!” Bakugou whines, balls drawn tight and aching for release. “Please!”

Kirishima curses, realizing he may have broken the blonde a bit, but he’s being given no chance to pull off fully as his ass is fucked within an inch of his life and his cock is trying to twitch back to life without any actual recovery time. “Kat, you are! Such a good boy, just please baby calm down so I can get the ring off!” Kirishima whimpers, hand smacking around the bed for the rings box in hope of a quick release or something before remembering the damn thing is silicone.

“I can’t!” Katsuki whines in a pitch that tells Kirishima he’s getting close to a headspace they hadn’t prepared for today.

“Shit, shit, shit.” Kirishima panics, looking around before just locking his thighs around Bakugou’s hips on the down stroke so it’s more of a fight to move and shakily raising himself off the blonde with a moan. His fingers shake in sensitivity as he pours more lube on the blonde’s angry-looking cock and finally works the ring off.

“Done!” Kirishima grins, continuing to work the blonde’s cock with his hand as he uses the toy in his ass to stimulate his prostate. “There you go, baby. You did so good. Come whenever you want. My good boy.”

Bakugou hiccups a sob as his muscles tense and his back arches at the redhead’s words. All it takes is a few quick strokes before Bakugou is crying out and cumming across his chest hard enough that he thinks he feels some hit his chin before he’s falling bonelessly back to the sweat-soaked sheets below him.

He doesn’t know how long he’s come for or how long he’s been floating before he feels a damp washcloth cleaning the mess that is…everything below the neck really and hears Kirishima’s voice whispering affirmations to him softly.

“You did so well, baby. So good. Look at how much you came. My good boy.” Kirishima whispers, peppering kisses across the blonde’s face and wherever he could reach. “You with me, baby?”

Bakugou mumbles something unintelligible but reaches out to squeeze Kirishima’s hand to let him know he’s still present.

“Think you’re up for a bath, or do you just wanna cudDLE! Okay!” Kirishima yelps as he’s pulled down by the sleepy blonde that immediately koala clings to his side with a grumpy little huff. The redhead can’t help but laugh as he reaches down to pull the blanket over them and threads his fingers in blonde locks. “Guess that answers that- oof.”

All attempts at sass just get more of Bakugou’s muscle mass dragged on top of him like the heaviest of weighted blankets until Kirishima laughs once more in defeat.

“Fine! I’ll stop teasing you.” The redhead snickers, kissing the grumpy little nose in front of his face. “Love you, Kat.”

Kirishima sees pale ears flush red before he gets a kiss of his own and more mumbling as the blonde buries his face in a muscular shoulder.

Kirishima giggles, tucking the blonde’s head under his chin to nap for a bit. He places another kiss on blonde hair and closes his eyes. As his breathing evens out and he finally falls into the depths of sleep he hears a grumpy whispering in his ear.

“Love you too, Ei.”

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