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strawchocoberry · 9 months

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SHE SAID “FUCK ME LIKE I’M FAMOUS”, I SAID “OKAY”

୨୧ featuring: shidou ryusei, oliver aiku, barou shoei, chris prince, michael kaiser x fem reader

ଘ cw: manga spoilers || smut, nipple play, fingering, size kink, pet names, rough sex, dumbification, multiple orgasms, oral sex (m receiving), mirror sex, pillow humping, masturbation, voyeurism, degradation kink, thigh fuck, thigh riding, dacryphilia, breeding kink, creampie

୨୧ synopsis: they ruin your little cunt while you’re wearing their jerseys

ଘ wc: 4.5k

ʚ SHIDOU RYUSEI ɞ

“Shidou!” you called for him. “Your package is here!”

Shidou didn’t respond to you. Curious about the contents of the package, you decided to open it for him. Knowing him, it was probably just some new sex toys or that maid outfit you had accidentally discovered that he ordered for you a few days ago. Your eyes widened as you saw the official U-20 uniform inside for his upcoming game. You traced your fingers on the back of the jersey along his name and number; Shidou 13. Taking your shirt off, you tried it on, the jersey barely covering your ass, as you were twirling around in the living room.

A pair of two arms wrapped around your body, bringing your movements to a stop. You felt his hot breath fanning your neck, as he rested his head on your shoulder. “Seems like my package has arrived.” Shidou kissed your neck. Not the one he was impatiently waiting for, but fuck, he had never imagined seeing you in his jersey. His hands slithered underneath it, grazing your skin and making your breath hitch. A menacing smirk was curved on his lips as he realised you weren’t wearing a bra underneath. “Are you trying to seduce me, kitten? ‘Cause it’s fucking working…” he whispered in your ear.

He was rubbing his clothed cock on your ass, whilst kissing your lips and playing with your nipples underneath his jersey. He hadn’t thought that seeing you in it would have this much of an impact on him and yet there he was, turned on and needy to fuck you. Placing two of his fingers in front of your mouth, he signalled you to open it for him and you obliged, your tongue sucking his fingers oh so perfectly, coating them with your saliva. He then slipped said fingers into your cunt, violently thrusting them in and out, having you bent over screaming, unable to maintain your composure.

Shidou turned you around to face him and kissed your lips, as he guided you towards the couch behind you. The two of you lay down on your sides, still facing each other. His tongue slipped into your mouth, as you shared steamy open-mouthed kisses. Breaking your kiss, he removed your shorts and panties, placing your leg on top of his thigh, then rubbed teasing circles around your hole, making you moan, before he muffled your sounds with another kiss. You gasped, as he pushed his fingers in your cunt, picking up from where he left off earlier.

You moaned as you sucked on his tongue, turning him on even more. You could see it in his eyes that were looking at you so lovely and yet so lustfully. Burying his face on the crook of your neck, he left behind hickeys and bite marks, leaving his mark on your body, while simultaneously fucking your wet pussy with his fingers, as you held tightly onto his shirt, your head thrown back and moans escaping your lips. You tightened around him, as you came undone, moaning his cursed name.

You were panting hard in an attempt to regulate your breath, while Shidou kept fingering you through your orgasm, spreading your slick all over your inner thighs. Giving you a little time to collect yourself, he stood up and got rid of his clothes. He stood above you, one knee over the couch, his hand stroking his hard cock at your fucked out state, feeling the dopamine taking him to cloud nine, painting your ass cheeks with his cum. “Fuck— You’re making me explode, baby girl,” he groaned in pleasure. He then sat back down, taking you in his embrace, your head falling back on his shoulder, still quite dazed.

Lining himself with your hole, you held onto his hands, as you slowly went down on him, a deep moan leaving your lips and having Shidou fight back his urge to go feral on you like a bitch in heat. You bounced yourself on his cock, moaning as he reached deep inside you. He was stretching oh so perfectly your gummy walls, you could feel every inch of him. His head had fallen back on the backrest, as Shidou kept looking at you riding him in his shirt. Only the thought that he’ll be wearing that shirt to the upcoming game had him on the verge of orgasming.

He leant closer, biting down on your neck and engulfing himself in your scent. That’s when he snapped. Shidou held your waist bruisingly tight, before going ballistic, forcing your hips down on his shaft, his balls hitting your ass. You felt the air being violently driven out of your lungs, mouth agape and voice cracking, as your brain blacked out. “Go ahead. Cum all over my cock for me, baby girl,” he breathed in your neck. Your body obeyed his command, before your brain could even process it.

ʚ OLIVER AIKU ɞ

“It’s too bad that you lost to Blue Lock, but goodness you were so hot at that moment!” you squealed enthusiastically, watching for the 1000th time the moment Oliver congratulated Blue Lock on their win. The way he removed his glove with his teeth had you on a chokehold.

Oliver could only just lay on the bed, running his fingers through your hair as you fangirled over him. He couldn’t help but find it kind of cute. “Well, now that the Japan U-20 team will be reconstructed by Blue Lock, I can’t help but wonder when — or more accurately if — I’m ever going to wear that uniform again.” He leant closer ready to kiss your lips, when you suddenly stood up and left the room, leaving him high and dry. He laughed at himself and just lay on his back with his eyes closed.

“No matter what happens, I will always be rooting for you!”

Hearing your voice, he opened his eyes to a surprise. You crawled towards him on the bed, wearing his jersey and kissed his lips softly. You were only going for an innocent little peck of his lips, but you should have known better. Oliver ran his fingers through your hair, his hand finding its way to the back of your head keeping you steady. You opened your eyes confused only to notice the libido gleam in his eyes; the bloody gaze of his that always had your body quivering with exhilaration.

You melted all over him, grinding your already soaked cunt on his clothed cock. His hands rested on your ass, adding more force and friction to your movements. You moaned in your kiss, starting to lose yourself in the moment. Ridding you of your clothes, everything but his jersey, you stood on your knees on the bed, Oliver sat in-between your legs and pulled you down for another kiss, a more aggressive one, his tongue taking the upper hand of yours. He started rubbing your folds with two of his fingers, while his thumb was stimulating your clit, having you grab onto his shoulders for support.

You gasped at how smoothly your cunt welcomed his fingers, tightening just right around them, making you feel them drag themselves along your velvet walls. Oliver curled them up, hitting your g spot, sending waves of pleasure throughout your body, as you moaned his name. He was bewitched at the sight of your lips parting to sing his name in his favourite tone, while you were wearing his jersey. His boner was starting to become unbearable. Pulling his sweatpants down, he used his free hand to stroke himself at the same tempo he fingered you.

“Oliver… Need you… I need your cock inside me…” you moaned.

“Ah fuck—” he shakily breathed as he cummed in his hand.

You followed right after. As your body was overtaken by ecstasy, he removed his fingers, earning some whines from you. Holding your waist, he slowly slid you down on his shaft, making you moan at the sensation. You were impatient, so you started riding him, moving your hips relatively fast, feeling him stretch you out just like you wanted. With a swift move, Oliver manhandled you into lying on your stomach, him hovering on top of you and viciously pounding into your cunt.

You had turned your face to the side, looking at him over your shoulder, as you moaned “Oliver…” and he would stumble to keep his sanity together, observing how gorgeous you were in his jersey. “Aiku 2” he read on the back, as he fucked you dumb, while leaving hickeys all over your defenseless neck. Maybe he needed to teach you a few things about defence. Or maybe he shouldn’t, because that would only make things more difficult for him.

Your ass cheeks had turned red from the relentless thrusting of his hips. Oliver captured your lips, muffling your moans, as you kept creaming all over his cock. It was as if you wished he stayed there deep within you for eternity. And you indeed wished that. One of his arms wrapped underneath your hips, rubbing your clit, making your eyes roll to the back of your skull. You trembled underneath him and yet you couldn’t go anywhere. You were caged beneath him, forced to take everything he gave you.

“I can never get enough of your tight little cunt, love,” Oliver moaned in your ear. You screamed, as you came undone, your fingers intertwined together, as he railed your pulsating pussy, his face resting on your shoulder, peppering your neck with kisses. “You have no idea what you do to me,” he groaned, as he thrusted his hips erratically, continuously hitting your g spot, stimulating you all over again, driving you to the edge of insanity.

ʚ BAROU SHOEI ɞ

You were scrolling mindlessly through your phone, waiting for him to come out of the bathroom. Barou hadn’t quite yet got off of the euphoria after winning the match against FC Barcha. As soon as he came back, he kissed you, while lifting you in the air. “Tonight we’re going to celebrate,” he promised you, then vanished to have a bath. Only the thought was enough to make you get wet. Leaving your phone on the bed, you stood up and picked up his jersey from the laundry basket. It was still kind of sweaty, but you didn’t mind as you threw it over your head.

You went to the mirror and looked at your reflection. You quite liked how large it was on you. You were so busy, posing in front of the mirror in his jersey that you failed to realise the king’s presence behind you. Your movements came to a sudden stop, your eyes locking with him through the mirror. He had just walked out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, hair down and his whole body dripping.

In any other case, Barou would have surely scolded you for wearing his sweaty jersey, as that was so unclean of you. But at that moment, he just couldn’t take his eyes off of you. He read “Barou 13” on your arched back and his body went in a rut, seeing how nicely your ass was popping out underneath his jersey. Before you could even think of moving a muscle, he found himself behind you, his hands groping your ass, as his lips kissed your neck.

“Look at you, dressing up formally for an audience with your king,” he whispered in your ear. Grabbing your chin, he turned you to him, crushing his lips on yours. He sneakily slid one of his arms underneath his jersey, cupping your breast and pinching your nipple hard, making you whine on his lips. Pulling away from his lips, you kissed his neck, collarbone, upper chest, reaching down his abs and stopping above the towel.

Sitting now on your knees, as if hypnotised by his aroused state, you threw the towel to the side and licked your lips, as your hand stroked his length. You peppered his shaft with kitten licks, lollying over that one angry vein that made him mad with pleasure, groaning as he looked down at you, his right hand ruffling your hair, before resting on the back of your head as you slowly took him in your mouth. His breath came out shaky, as your tongue swirled around his tip teasingly. He thought you looked oh fuck so irresistible that he couldn’t wait to slide his cock deep in your cunt.

“Fuck— Yes, that’s it, that’s it…” Barou breathed hard, as he cummed in your mouth. “Swallow it all up like the good girl you are.”

And you did. Pulling you up by your arm, he wiped away some of his cum from the corner of your lips, then slid his thumb into your mouth for you to lick it clean. With a swift move, he had you facing the mirror, as his bigger figure loomed over yours. “You’re dripping…” he cooed, biting your ear, as he rubbed his fingers on your bare folds. You squirmed, back arched and head hanging low, filthy moans echoing in the room. Your legs trembled as he wickedly thrusted his fingers in your cunt, the squelching sounds making you a babbling mess from how good he was making you feel.

His other arm wrapped around your waist and reached your clit, forcing your eyes to roll to the back of your skull and your head to fall back on his shoulders, as you literally cried from pleasure. You were moaning in his ear and yet Barou couldn’t care less if the last thing he ever heard was your honeyed voice and the sounds of his fingers fucking your cunt. Your body violently spasmed in his caging embrace, your orgasm hitting you hard, causing you to feel lightheaded.

You were panting hard, hands barely able to hold onto the mirror for some stability, when you felt his girth rubbing against you. With one sharp thrust of his hips, he was now stretching you out, amused at how your pussy was already clamping down around him; and he had only just put his cock inside you. He assumed a similar pace as before, fucking you hard, his balls slapping your ass, marking the spot red. “Look in the mirror,” he ordered, slapping your ass, making your body jolt. When you refused to oblige out of pure embarrassment, he choked your neck, forcing you to look at your reflections. “Look how well you take my cock.” He slapped your ass once more.

He bit down on your neck and sucked on your soft skin, leaving his marks all over you to prove that you were his. His hands held tightly onto your waist, forcefully slamming your hips against his, hitting deep inside at that sweet cursed spot that had you become an utter mess for him. Your cunt creamed around him as you orgasmed. Barou had to practically wrap an arm around you, otherwise you would have ended up on the floor. His hips continued pumping deep in you, as he was almost on the edge of release himself.

ʚ CHRIS PRINCE ɞ

Chris was one of the few men on earth who actually knew how to please a woman. And you felt lucky to be his, as you had the privilege of spending all those intimate moments with him. But if you were honest, you had but one tiny complaint; his excessive working hours. You wouldn’t usually mind, but shit it was your worst nightmare whenever you really needed him pounding into you and he was nowhere to be found, just like right now. Chris was running late at a photoshooting and you felt like losing your mind.

There you were, humping down one of the pillows on your bed, while wearing his jersey from last night’s game. You wanted to curse at him for not being there to take care of poor little you and yet you couldn’t really utter a single word, as your primary focus was to ride your pillow as best as you could to relieve yourself. And when that wasn’t enough for you, you lay back on the headboard, legs spread open and running your fingers on your drenched folds. You slid two fingers inside, pumping them in your pulsating cunt, moaning his name as you chased after that sweet high that had your mind turn completely blank.

“How kind of you to loosen up yourself for me,” Chris whispered in your ear. “I really liked the view.” He kissed your lips. He was stunned to say the least. When he rushed back home from the photoshooting, he wouldn’t have expected to find you touching yourself in his jersey. He was standing by the doorframe, watching how your pussy eagerly welcomed your fingers in. He couldn’t just sit there and yet he couldn’t bring himself to inform you of his arrival — not quite yet — as he wished to enjoy the show for as long as he could. He stripped himself and stroked his cock at how magnificent you were, blessing his ears with your moans.

Having you sit on your hands and knees, he hovered above you, sliding his cock between your tightly squeezed thighs, rubbing against your drenched cunt. One of his muscular arms was holding your body, while the other fondled your breast. “You couldn’t wait for me to return, could you?” he mocked you, as you moaned his name at the delightful friction. Abruptly, Chris shoved your face in the pillow, holding your hips in the air and thrusting his bulging cock inside your velvet walls.

“Fuck—” he groaned at how tight you felt around him. His eyes fell upon his jersey which you were still wearing, gazing lustfully at his name on it; Prince 7. You moaned at how hard he thrusted in you, hitting all the right spots only he knew that would make you the perfect babbling mumbling mess for him. “I must be the luckiest person on earth, having the pleasure of fucking a slut like you,” he cooed, his cock repeatedly hitting your g spot, having your whole body twitch in ecstasy.

You screamed in the pillow, while creaming on his cock, your filthy sounds filling the room. Chris would slap your ass and smirk at the red handprint he left there. He would kiss your neck and cover you in his marks, while telling you how good that little cunt of yours felt, as he viciously thrusted his cock inside. “Isn’t this what you wanted when you were touching yourself earlier?” he taunted, his voice breathless from the moment. “Isn’t this what you were imagining me do? Fuck you hard, just the way you like?”

It was better than your little dirty imaginations. You couldn’t even begin to compare the difference between your fantasies and the way he rearranged your guts inside you right then and there. Every time you thought you had experienced the absolute pleasure he could possibly give you, he proved you wrong. But you loved that and he knew. He knew how much you loved when he treated you as nothing but a slut, for that’s what you were; his slut. Chris was aware of the difference between your staminas, yet he never failed to push you a little over your limit every time, making you hold on for a few more minutes.

His cock was throbbing in your pussy, making you realise that he was close to his release. You were nearing your release as well. Your walls spasmed around him, coating him with your cum. He followed behind you a few minutes later, painting your insides white. And as usual he didn’t stop. No, he was only getting started. The night was young and your wearing his jersey made him feel a certain type of way, wanting to pound on you until he was sick of it. “C-Chris…” you called for him. “I-I can’t… It’s t-too much…” you whined.

But he completely ignored you, continuing to thrust into you at full throttle. You were overwhelmed, feeling as if your heart would give out from the overstimulation any moment now. His cum from his previous orgasms was dripping down your thighs, your abused cunt was at his mercy, begging for him to stop. “Oh fuck—” he groaned, as he cummed again, pulling out and observing in awe how pretty you looked, before pecking your lips.

ʚ MICHAEL KAISER ɞ

“How do I look?” you asked him, turning around for him to admire you in the gorgeous long dress he had bought for you.

“You look exquisite, darling,” Kaiser smiled at you.

He had just returned the day before from a trip abroad with the other players of Bastard München, as they had an overseas match. As usual, he completely annihilated his opponents. But it was a shame that you couldn’t go with him. Kaiser, who loved to spoil you, came back with a mountain of presents; perfumes, bags, jewellery, clothes, shoes. And now, he was sitting on the armchair next to his bed in his black with white details robe fresh out of a bath and watched you try on everything he had bought you. He was pleased noticing how utterly beautiful you looked in every single one of them.

And yet he thought that a different kind of attire would suit you even better. “Try this on for me, darling.” Hesitantly taking the jersey from his hand, you disappeared in his walk-in wardrobe to change. You couldn’t help but giggle, feeling his scent engulfing your body. Walking out, you approached him and slightly bent over, your eyes sparkling with anticipation for his answer to your question.

He didn’t even wait for you to ask your question, when he pulled you to sit on his lap, your thighs on either side of his. Kaiser was already eating you out with his eyes, as his hands caressed your body, before ultimately resting on your waist. He slipped them underneath his jersey, his fingers running across your ass, when he suddenly stopped. His gaze darkened, as he realised you weren’t wearing any panties, a spark of lust lurking somewhere deep in his eyes, as he slapped your ass, earning a whimpering moan from you. Fixing his glasses on top of the bridge of his nose, he rested his head on his arm. “Ride my thigh.”, he ordered.

You were frozen for a minute, still processing his words. “Don’t make me repeat myself,” he stated in a strict tone, slapping you once more. Sitting properly on his thigh, you started humping yourself on it. Kaiser just comfortably sat there, watching you get yourself off on his thick thigh. He could feel your cunt becoming more and more drenched, curving a menacing smirk on his lips. You couldn’t even wish to deny the utter pleasure you got from the moment. And yet, you longed for his touch. It could be as simple as cupping your cheek and kissing your lips. Or it could be as bad as grabbing your waist and making you ride him himself.

However, Kaiser did no such thing. “I’m not going to touch you at all,” he stated to clear any misunderstanding from your part. You whined at his statement, yet continued humping yourself on his thigh. Your mouth was hanging open, as moan after moan rolled off your tongue. You felt the oxygen in your lungs decreasing, as you were feeling overwhelmed. He stayed true to his word. He didn’t touch you, not even once. He didn’t even bounce his leg to add some friction. And that drove you over the edge of insanity, feeling as if you could lose your mind any minute now.

“Don’t slow down now,” he taunted. “I know you’re close. I can feel your cunt pulsing.”

He was right, you were indeed about to cum. But your strength betrayed you. You felt numb after only humping yourself on his thigh. “Kaiser… Please… Touch me…” you whined, hoping that he might take some pity in the pathetic little you and drive you to your orgasm. “Only you can make me cum…”

Ridding himself of his robe, he lifted you up and threw you on the bed. Taking his glasses off, which he left on the nightstand, he climbed up, hovering above you, looking down at you as a predator looking at its prey. He attacked your neck, biting your flesh hard, making you scream, whilst his left hand slid down your body and came in contact with your pussy. He rubbed his fingers on your drenched folds, then violently thrusted them inside, making your breath hitch and your back arch. Within minutes, you cummed on his fingers, hearing him evilly laugh at you.

He didn’t give you time to take a break. He rolled you on your stomach, spread your legs and slightly lifted your hips up. He stroked his throbbing cock a few times, before aligning himself with your hole. “Wait, Kaiser—” He thrusted hard into your cunt that gladly swallowed him up. His thrusts were violent, as he almost completely pulled out, before slamming forcefully himself back in. He was holding tightly onto your right bicep and the back of your throat, holding you down to take all of him.

Kaiser 10; if you wanted to blame someone — or more accurately something — that would be his jersey. The moment you walked out wearing his large jersey that barely covered your ass, he thought you were the most breathtaking woman in the world. However, his possessiveness soon enough usurped control over his body and here we are now. You were screaming on top of your lungs, tightly holding onto the bed sheets, as Kaiser ravaged your cunt.

You could feel your ass burning red from his aggressive thrusts and yet you felt so good, you couldn’t stop coating him with your slick. He noticed you crying and couldn’t help but chuckle, as he leant down and kissed a tear away. You were whimpering, asking him — no, begging him to be a tiny bit gentler. And as expected, he outrageously condemned your pleas, whilst sucking one of his bite marks on your neck. “No matter what you say, you’re loving this. Your cunt is tightened perfectly around me, my little whore,” he cooed in your ear.

He made you cum again and again, to the point where you couldn’t think a single thing anymore. Your body reacted instinctively to him. You were but a whiny moaning mess, mumbling incoherent words along with his name. Kaiser couldn’t have been more pleased with this outcome. “Fuck—” he moaned, as he thrust one more time and orgasmed, his head falling back, cumming deep in your abused cunt.

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nxuvillette · 4 months

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“WE’RE SUPPOSED TO BE JUST FRIENDS!”

FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS HCS W/ BLLK MEN

synopsis: it’s just a situationship. those usually don’t lead to much, right?

❥- including : michael kaiser, oliver aiku, sae itoshi

❥- note : first bllk post !! i’m slowly getting back into it, so i hope you all enjoy <3 ! reblogs are appreciated !!

content warnings : nsfw [17+], fem!reader, ageless + blank blogs dni, rough sex (kaiser), some degradation (kaiser), spanking (kaiser), car sex (sae), birthday sex (oliver), mentions of food (sae), use of pet names (baby , princess , good girl), creampie (all), friends with benefits, mentions of hookups, mentions of alcohol (oliver + kaiser), dacryphilia (kaiser), praising.

♡ MICHAEL KAISER

your little friends with benefits with kaiser had begun over six months ago. you and him were both at a party on new years and one thing led to another, and you ended up head first into his mattress with his cock deep inside you. you both promised it would be a one time thing, but one time turned to two, three, and eventually four times.

he was the one who proposed the idea of having a little “thing.” he said you could both call it off at any time and you weren’t exclusive to each other. it didn’t sound like such a bad idea anyway. it was just mindless fun with pleasure mixed within, right?

kaiser was so fucking great in bed. whenever you two would link up, he would make sure you were shaking by the time he was done. he loved seeing the reactions your body had whenever he did something to it. you were so addictive. there were even a few times he would skip practice so he could go and fuck your brains out. if anything, you were the best workout he could ever ask for. your sweaty bodies clinging to each other afterwards was better than any drug he could ever try. he wondered where the hell you had been hiding all of this time.

tonight was a bit different, though.

kaiser had hit you up later on in the evening. it was a bit odd since you recalled him telling you that he had a game earlier in the day. you shrugged it off, but that changed when you stepped into his nice apartment and noticed how his demeanor was different. he seemed pissed off. you could just tell from his facial expressions and how he carried himself around.

when you both reached the bed, kaiser was a lot rougher than he usually was. your face was shoved into the pillow and your ass was sore from the amount of times he had spanked you. his pace was set quite quick as well. his balls smacked your puffy clit with every thrust, and he seemed to be taking whatever was wrong out on you.

“fuck.. yeah, that’s right, take my fuckin’ cock..” he grunted, his fingertips dragging up your spine. “stupid fucks saying i can’t score.. wait till they see what i’m scoring every night..”

you whimpered when kaiser’s palm made contact with your ass cheeks again. a harsh slap filled your ears, making your pussy clench slightly around his cock. “k-kaiser..” your fingers curled on the sheets below you.

he smirked, taking a fistful of your hair to yank you upwards towards him. “yeah..? you like when i fuck you like a good little slut?” he questioned. “you’re so fucking beautiful.. god, i’m gonna make you cum so hard..”

kaiser then took hold of your hips, slamming his cock into your aching hole. he could feel your pussy twitching around him, signaling you were close to your climax. he wanted to make you a fucking mess. he was the only guy that could make you see stars whenever you finally came. that’s how he knew he was good enough for you.

“kaiser, kaiser! i’m gonna cum!” you cried, tears forming at your lash line from how intense the pleasure was.

he clenched his teeth when your cunt spasmed around his dick. you squeezed him so tightly that he hit his orgasm as well. his cum leaked into your walls, filling your womb nicely.

kaiser then flipped you over so you were now laying on your back. sweat trickled down his body and along the blue rose tattoo that covered his neck. “wanna go for round two..? i got a lot more i wanna do to you, baby.” he grinned.

♡ OLIVER AIKU

you started seeing oliver right after your birthday party which was at one of the clubs in your city. your friends surprised you with a fun evening of drinks and dancing. it was what you needed.

your friend caught oliver staring at you the entire night. his dual colored eyes never left your body and the way it swayed on the dance floor to the music that vibrated around the club. he was with two other guys and he didn’t seem to have a single care about what they were talking about. he was solely focused on you and your friends were trying their best to make you talk to him. you denied it a few times because you thought a guy as hot as him was probably looking at someone else, but you were wrong.

after a few drinks, you gained the confidence to walk over to him when he was by himself. he introduced himself and he seemed a little surprised to see that you came over yourself. he almost thought for a moment that he would have to be the one to get up and make a move, but he thought it was hot of you to come to him.

you two both ended up going into one of the back rooms inside of the club. oliver’s cock was bullying your walls and he had your legs over his shoulders. your pussy hugged him perfectly, and he knew damn well he was gonna like you. there was just something so alluring about you that he couldn’t get enough of. you had to be his dream girl because there was no way that you didn’t come to him for a reason.

oliver kissed you sloppily. he tugged on your lower lip with his teeth and smirked when you moaned into the kiss. “fuck.. you like that, angel? look at you.. the pretty birthday girl getting fucked by me..” he grunted while he felt your cunt clench slightly around him.

your arms were snaked around his neck. his back was covered in scratch marks that irritated his skin, but he paid no mind to them. all he could focus on was you. “y-yes! yes! fuck! ‘so good, oliver!” you threw your head back as he kissed at your g-spot.

he toyed with your puffy clit, drawing you closer to your orgasm. hearing his name come from your lips sent him into a focus that he could hardly pull away from. you were so gorgeous. you took him so fucking well. “come on, baby, cum on this dick.. i wanna see it messy.” he cooed, kissing your lips. “be a good girl for me.. yeah?”

you nodded eagerly and your thighs began to tremble when your high finally crashed over you. oliver couldn’t help but groan when your pussy clamped around his cock, milking him of what was left in his balls. his head went backwards when he felt his orgasm hitting him like a truck. he had such a tight grip on your thighs that it surely would leave a mark the next day.

oliver sighed, chuckling at how fucked out you looked compared to an hour ago. “i wanna see you again.. maybe i’ll give you another gift for your birthday.. yeah?” he winked.

♡ SAE ITOSHI

you and sae had been hooking up for several months. the two of you met at a restaurant you were serving at, and he had slipped his number onto the receipt he used to tip you. you were a bit shocked at such an action, but nonetheless was he a hot guy you wanted to know more about.

sae was rich and he was very charming. he would make your cheeks burn whenever he flirted with you, and he got you anything you wanted. there were times you would be randomly surprised with flowers or small chocolates. your roommate thought you had a secret admirer, but you knew full well who was behind that. it was cute and you honestly loved it. sae made you happy and you were very attracted to him.

he suggested hookups because neither of you were sure about serious relationships at that moment. you were fine with that and so was he. sae did so many amazing things to your body. he would drive you crazy. there were even a few instances where you sent him videos and photos of yourself in skimpy lingerie or a nice audio where you’re moaning his name. sae fucking loved it.

sae had been away playing soccer for the past month. he finally returned home and you were so excited to see him. the second he pulled up to your building, you ran out and climbed into his car without a single thought. smelling his familiar cologne and seeing that red hair you loved so much brought back so many memories for you.

eventually, you both went to an empty parking lot and escaped to the backseat of his sleek car. you were sitting on his lap with his cock pumping into you at a quick pace. your tits bounced in his face and his hands squeezed the fat of your ass while you rode his cock. he missed you so fucking much. he hated the idea of jerking off because you weren’t there to make him cum as well. seeing you again was like a breath of fresh air.

“sae..! right there!” your nails dug into the skin of his shoulder blades.

he let go of your nipple with a sudden ‘pop’ sound. he loved hearing your pretty voice call out for him. “yeah..? shit, look at you..” he groaned, watching as your pussy gripped his cock.

you pressed your forehead against his, capturing his lips in a soft kiss. his palm came to cup your cheek, feeling how warm it was. he was so close to getting to his climax. you always made him so weak. there was something in the air whenever you came around, and it was drawing sae in. this was unlike any little “thing” he had before.

his pace rapidly shifted and became very fast. skin slapped against another and your vision went white every time sae reached that button inside of you. “sae! i’m gonna c-cum!” you cried.

sae wrapped his arms around your waist, bouncing you on his cock. “f-fuck.. me too..” he groaned, throwing his head back onto the headrest. he couldn’t help but slam your hips onto his cock to push you deeper into him. you were so cute and perfect.

you inhaled a sharp gasp when that knot in your belly snapped. a creamy white ring circled sae’s cock, making noises come from your dripping cunt. his cock twitched at how much cum came out of him from just that one orgasm. he had to lay back for a moment to catch his breath.

you slumped against his chest, panting. you felt so tired, but you didn’t want to move. “can we stay like this..?” you titled your head to look at him.

he nodded, smiling softly at you. “of course..”

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angelltheninth · 9 days

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AHEM AHEM.. michael kaiser is getting so much attention so i wanna request of kaiser getting himself to enemies with benefits. I just lowkey wanted to think he doesn't want reader to have other enemies besides him and him only. He hates how only the reader could make him feel wanting to indulge from pleasure also from how he didn't want his pride ruined by his feelings that he gets conflicted to himself

Everyone should go nuts for Michael Kaiser actually.

Pairing: Michael Kaiser x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, enemies with benefits, avoiding feelings, sharing clothes, protectiveness, rough sex, marking

A/N: Enemies with benefits is one step away from lovers.

EwB!Michael Kaiser never stays the night or even an hour after you have sex with him and you don't want him to, you both knew why you had sex and it wasn't for love

EwB!Michael Kaiser plays better after he fucks you rough in the locker room before a game, hiding your deep scratch marks on his back

EwB!Michael Kaiser brags about how many goals he scored while he finishes inside of your mouth, calming it as his prize as well

EwB!Michael Kaiser flirts with other women to distract himself from the growing feelings welling up inside of him but he can't ever bring them home because they're not you

EwB!Michael Kaiser doesn't like the way his friends flirt with you so he always make sure to leave his spare jersey at your place, in case you bring anyone home, yes he is that petty

EwB!Michael Kaiser hates how your kisses make his heart pound louder and faster than when he scores a goal

EwB!Michael Kaiser tells you he hates you every day but every time you hear it his tone gets softer

EwB!Michael Kaiser sends you pictures from his tour, as if he wants to show you how great of a time he's having without you but as soon as he's home he demands to see you and you always end up in some love hotel, fucking each other until you can't get up from the bed

EwB!Michael Kaiser angerly kisses you when you fight over something stupid because it's a lot better to fuck you then to listen to you piss him off more

EwB!Michael Kaiser decides that despite how much you annoy him you're also his favorite woman so he'll keep you around for a while longer

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pipppinn · 4 months

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isagi has a good brain in his head most of the time. he is polite and proper enough that people forget how he could get sometimes.

but when he sees you clad in nothing but small pieces of fabrics around your thighs—ribbons, stockings, garters—that brain of his truly shuts down most of the time. dumbly, with his eyes never leaving you, he likes to slip his fingers under them, feeling the skin and shape of your thighs. he likes to keep it on you, even after he regains a good portion of his mind back. tugging on it, biting on it, and feeling it against his skin as he makes sure to take everything you have—a present, a reward, a something that is for him and him only. in the back of his clouding mind, isagi reminds himself to buy another, nicer thing for you to wear around your thighs.

“this is all for me, isn’t it? you are too sweet for me sometimes…” isagi’s smile grows wider and sharper as he places a knee in between your legs, “thank you for the meal. i will enjoy it happily.”

kaiser likes it when you try to look pretty. dressing yourself in expensive clothing, glimmering accessories, and a confident smile—he won’t deny he enjoys looking at you in such a way.

however, more than anything, he likes it better when you are ruined under him. only being able to babble gurgled words and his name. your clothes hanging on your body, rumpled and untidy along with the sheets as your mouth hangs open like a dumb dog who couldn’t do anything without him. the sounds you make when he pushes harder and deeper into you, the way you jolt while never letting go of the hand he intertwined with yours—kaiser loves it. taking in every single detail and difference of you that only he could see, all while putting you in your place. he would call it a show on its own, feeling you tightening up around him with your fingers digging into his skin.

“now, can you still even say ‘please’ like a good kid?” kaiser taunts, a scoff hanging in his tone despite how monotonous it is. “where did those confidence and properness go? come on. say it.”

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zeijia · 8 months

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currently thinking about....

ness sharing his girl with his beloved kaiser because a certain someone has been eyeing her (who is DEFINITELYYYY NOT KAISER) bc ofc kaiser is his emperor and alexis just wants his validation :(((

yours truly, 🪼 anon.

jelly anon ily thank u for this ong ... !!

Ness would honestly let Kaiser fuck you dumb infront of him as he jerks off to the sight of your pussy taking in Kaiser soooo well.

Honestly, ever since you started dating Ness, you never expected that you'd also catch his Emperor Kaiser's eye. You have always thought that your presence would not be acknowledged, you heard from many that Kaiser's a self-centered and someone with a high pride. So, it came to your surprise that he had been eyeing you.

It's not that you were entirely oblivious, you felt his gaze on you. Certainly, anyone in the room could also see how his cat-like eyes would often glance at your figure from time to time. And they could also see that his eyebrows would slightly furrow whenever you'd become touchy with your boyfriend, Ness.

Alexis himself had also noticed that you seem to get a hold of Kaiser's attention, and he also took note that he always had that burning gaze whenever he'd stare at you. So, as the fateful and devoted follower he is, he gave you to him. He decided to share you with him.

When Alexis first brought it up to you, you were actually quite embarrassed. Kaiser's certainly an attractive man - but wouldn't it be slightly embarrassing to have you be fucked on by him while your boyfriend just watches you get ruined by another guy? When you declined that at first, he respected it for a few weeks, but oh boy did he start begging again. He persevered on asking you and begging you to let Kaiser have a taste of you, and so, you couldn't possibly say no now, can you? Not with your boyfriend being like this.

Which brings you here, in you and Ness's shared bedroom, being fucked silly by Kaiser. Your legs both being held down by Kaiser, giving ness the perfect view of your sweet cunt being pounded on by Michael. This was embarrassing- to be fucked dumb in this position where Ness got the perfect view of your soaking pussy.

Kaiser's muscular arms held your legs up, to the point your knees are aligned beside your ears, while Kaiser blabbered on, teasing you and saying degrading statements about you. Which you definitely should not turn you on, but it did.

“I never knew you had such a slutty girlfriend, Ness.” he teased, his pace going faster and faster. This made you moan, loud. Your head throwing back, resting on Kaiser's shoulder. “t-too.. ah! fast, slow, haah, slow dow- ngh down!” you cried out, the intense feeling of another guy's cock mercilessly thrusting on your pussy made you go insane. Ness, on the other hand, had a contented smile, yet a flustered look on his face.

He was happy to see Kaiser being content and pleased with your cunt, while he was also delighted to see you go dumb on Kaiser's cock. It turned him on, really. He didn't want to ruin Kaiser's fun with you, so he ended up having the perfect seat, watching you get slutted out by his emperor, and touching himself while watching.

The way your cunt sucked Michael's cock in, the sloppy noises, your moans and whimpers saying that “it feels so good..!” or “too big!”, and your pleas for him to slow down but deep down you were enjoying going dumb on Kaiser's cock, those got Ness hard.

He jerked himself off while watching the both of you, his hand giving his own cock slight squeezes just like how your pussy would squeeze onto his cock whenever he'd enter in, edging himself to cum the same time with you. He was just as messy as you two, honestly.

So when you finally came down on Michael's cock, that was Ness's que to let himself release his high, too. White spurts of semen coming out of his tip, and his hand being a mess and having his cum all over it. You felt Kaiser soon follow inside you, your warm and gooey walls clenching on his cock so tight, as if it never wants to let go. Kaiser won't lie, he quite liked the feeling of your cute pussy clenching on him soooo tight.

“ah- shit, you're so fucking tight, liebchen, maybe you don't want to let go of my cock.. hmm.. seems like I'm right, you dont.” Kaiser judges as he saw the look on your face, your eyes all hazy and teary from pleasure, a drool pooling out of the side of your mouth, and a cocky smile was then plastered on his face once he sees.

Ness quickly cleaned himself up, and went at you two, as he saw your expression. “hehe, I suppose that expression does suit her.” Ness commented, before Kaiser sat you two up, you on his lap as he finally freed your legs.

“this is far from over, why not join in the fun, Alexis?”

#blue lock #bllk #blue lock smut #bllk smut #bllk x you #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #blue lock x you #michael kaiser smut #michael kaiser x you #michael kaiser x reader #michael kaiser #alexis ness #alexis ness x reader #alexis ness x you #alexis ness smut

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satrs · 9 months

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Look at me, look at me,

you lookin'?

ᥲ/ᥒ ꜝꜝ ✎ I wanted to thank you for 1.025 followers! It really means the world to me and I am shocked and so happy of how far and big this blog has gotten in just a couple months. Thanks to every single one of you, I love you all!!! Bigggg big BIG hugs and smooches to all of you MWAH MWAH!!!

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ; friends with benefits trope with them.

ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ; various Blue lock men/jjk men x fem!reader

TAGS; NSFW CONTENT! MDNI. unprotected intercourse. fingering. nicknames(pretty, princess, pretty girl, baby). size kink(?). mating press. doggy. oral(fem!receiving). dirty talk.

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+[proplayers]!

TRUE FRIENDS

when two preexisting friends decide to start having sex.

It was a give and take between you both, as true friends would. One hand washes the other, right?

"So fucking tight." His grunts and your moans filled the room beside the slapping of naked skin. Your moans turned higher in volume as the pistoning of his hips increased, your legs sore from being folded in half for what seemed to be an eternity.

"You feel that?" His hand pushed down onto the pit of your stomach, pornographic mewl rushing past your lips at the pressure, his tip kissing your cervix "Right in your tummy. Feels good?" Your frantic nod caused the man's heart to swell with pride.

"That's what friends are for."

ISAGI. Loki. KUNIGAMI. Ness. Snuffy. Ur fav

Suguru. Yuji. TODO. Inumaki. Ur fav

NETWORK OPPORTUNISM

when two people agree to serve as “backups” for each other in situations where neither of them can find another partner for the evening.

"That asshole couldn't give it to you anyway." Your moans got muffled by the pillow your head was buried in, ass in the air as his hips moved in sync to yours, hand harshly ripping the flesh of your back, red handprint on your rear. "But that's alright," His movements showed no sign of stopping, motioning you to hold the headboard for stability. "Best friend ‘s here to save your day."

The movements of his hips increased, curses falling from his lips. "There’s nothing better than this." His hand wrapped around the back of your neck, pulling you up against his chest, his breath tickling your neck. "What do you say, princess?"

A strangled mewl left your lips at the new angle, feeling him impossibly deeper in you, mind feeling hazy. "Y-yes!" You felt his chuckle against your neck, goosebumps visible on your skin.

"That's right."

OLIVER. SAE. Bachira. Nagi. Otoya. Ur fav

SATORU. Shiu. Hiromi. Hakari. Ur fav

SUCCESSFUL TRANSITION IN

when someone intentionally uses a FWB as a stepping-stone into a romantic relationship.

Your hands tangled into his hair as his head buried between your thighs, his hands on either side of them, holding you firmly in place. "Can't get enough of this perfect pussy." He looked up at you, mouth and chin glistening in your juices, cheeky grin on his lips.

His fingers slide through your folds, his breathing ghosting over your aching heat. "So pretty. All mine, my pretty girl." His mouth was back on your cunt, sloppily making out with your lips, whining into your pussy, hips subconsciously buckling against the sheets.

Your thighs locked around his head as you felt your orgasm washing over you, your angelic moans still reaching his covered ears, and he swore, he felt like he was in heaven.

His first step did indeed lead him to cloud nine.

Noa. RIN. BAROU. Chigiri. Sendo. Ur fav

Yuuta. CHOSO. MEGUMI. Nanami. Ur fav

TRANSITION OUT

when romantic partners decide to maintain a sexual relationship after a breakup.

"Pussy s' made for me." You bit your lip as his fingers deliciously curled up inside of you, teasingly caressing your g-spot. Your breathing turned erratic as his wrist speed up, leaning to your ear, his hot breath tickled your neck. "Still as good as in the good. Old. Days." With each word that rolled from his tongue, he accompanied sharp thrusts of his fingers.

"How about we try it again, hm?" Your eyebrows furrowed while sinful sounds escaped your lips, a chuckle erupting from his throat. "I'm just playing." His thumb attached to your sensitive bud, causing you to see stars, nearing your release. His head hung in your neck, attacking it with his lips, sucking marks onto it.

You let a mewl escape you at that, the familiar but also uncanny feeling of his lips against your tender skin bringing you closer to the edge.

"Can't hide this from your new plaything, you know that, right?"

KAISER. SHIDOU. Karasu. Chris. Ur fav

TOJI. Mahito. Sukuna. Naoya. Ur fav

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sleepysnk · 10 months

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older brother best friend!kaiser who comes over all of the time and loves how pretty you look when you come and ask your brother ness a question. he would have the most horny thoughts about fucking you while your face is stuffed in the pillow. he knows he shouldn’t do such a thing because you’re his friends sister, but he can’t help himself :(.

he’d catch you one day changing in your room and his cock would get painfully hard seeing you in your underwear and bra. you have such a pretty body that makes him so fucking horny that he would fuck his fist later on thinking of how pretty your tits would feel in his fingers. most of all, he wants to taste your pretty pussy that looked so nice and plump in your panties. he wonders if you’ve ever been fucked before and if you haven’t he would so love to take your virginity :(. he just can’t stop thinking of you and ness has no idea, because he wouldn’t suspect his best friend whatsoever.

one day, kaiser would come over and ness would leave for a bit to grab them drinks and that meant you and kaiser would be alone. you’d feel awkward in his presence but kaiser would make the first move and back you against the wall, shoving his fingers underneath your panties so he could play with your pretty cunt that’s so wet!! he’d edge you completely because he knows that ness would come by soon so he’d make sure to leave you hanging, but you think it’s the meanest thing ever :(.

“sorry, baby, don’t want him catching me.. but you should come in my car and we can finish this later, yeah?”

#summer’s thoughts #smutty talks #kaiser x reader #michael kaiser smut #kaiser smut #michael kaiser x reader #blue lock x reader #blue lock smut #HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH

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knavves · 11 months

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ANYTHING 4 MY FAV LADY ft various bllk & hq! men — them being your certified munches !

wc: 0.7k ノ cw + tw: nsfw (18+). fem reader. cunnilingus. praise. body worship. male masturbation. face sitting. overstimulation. teasing. hair pulling. use of pet names.

every time you post, he is the first to swipe up on your story just to tell you how fine you are, like your own personal hype man. and of course you entertain it, with the way he's showering you with praise and saying how you looked extra beautiful in the pic you posted that day, how could you not?

when he has you in front of him though, clad in a skimpy outfit he'd told you was his favorite, he's speechless. so bold over text but heart thumping uncontrollably now that he has you, a fantasy he could only pray would come true as he fucked his fist to the thought of you. when you tell him to "eat you out and maybe you'll let him fuck you" he's on his knees in an instant. you adore him you really do but it's an ego trip to see someone so eager for you and only you so you can't really help but tease him a little. he loves it anyway.

he takes his time with you, wanting to savor this moment. he hooks his fingers around the hem of your lacy panties, noting that the color really complimented you. god you were gorgeous. he could spend hours between your legs just worshipping you but he doesn't wanna keep his pretty baby waiting. "you're so beautiful, my love." he says with an overbearing amount of sincerity laced in every word. his cock throbs at the sight of your cunt glistening with your arousal, all for him? he wouldn't believe it if he was told so.

you gasp at the vibrations of him groaning into your cunt when he finally tastes you. even while his tongue is deep inside your spongey walls and lapping at your sensitive clit, he makes sure to let you know how fucking good you taste. his jaw may ache and his knees might be bruised from being rested against the floor for so long but he has to get you to cum over and over on his tongue so you know how much he cherishes you.

yukimiya, aryu, aiku, ness, hinata, hanamaki, bokuto, akaashi, semi, kita, osamu

who is he if he's not blowing his money on his beautiful girl? he's infatuated with you, borderline obsession if he's being honest. but it's impossible not to be, it's like you've hexed him or something. his mind is constantly spiraling with thoughts of you and only you, he's never wanted someone as badly as he does you.

his budget is unlimited when it's for your needs. pricy lingerie and silky dresses, all of it is for you. he acts frantically, the thought of you getting wooed over by another person frustrates him. so he spoils you in hopes he's the only one ever on your mind just like you're the only one on his.

when you cup his cheek and coo about how he's always so good to you with that playful smirk etching at the corners of your lips, he plays coy as if he isn't throbbing in his boxers at your praise. "no need to be so shy, baby. i think i should reward my good boy." you playfully jut your bottom lip in a pout and lightly pat his cheek. it's like the air was knocked from his lungs and his adam's apple bobs as he swallows nervously. only then does he realizes he hadn't said anything when you screw your eyebrows together, "oh? do you not-" "n-no. i do. i want to taste you, please." fuck the effect you had on him was almost embarrassing.

his hands smooth over your hips and down to your thighs, laying awe struck beneath you as your cunt hovers above his face. "fuck you're so pretty, baby." he groans before attaching himself to your clit. he suckles on your sensitive bud harder, lathering it in his spit, ripping more pitiful squeals and small gasps from your lips.

he doesn't even want anything in return, just being smothered by your pussy is enough for him. even while he's painfully hard in his pants and mindlessly thrusting his hips into the air, it doesn't matter to him.

"that's it, sit on my face more. i got you, m gonna make you cum." and you do just that, tugging on his roots as his wet muscle slides into your dripping hole. he loves it when you lose yourself, grinding on him and using his mouth to get yourself off.

his pupils are blown wide when you let up, the lower half of his face covered with your slick from him messily eating you out. his chest is heaving and his ears are tinted with a red blush but despite it all he asks to have you on his tongue once more.

karasu, sae, kaiser, barou, atsumu, suna, kageyama, kuroo, iwaizumi, matsukawa

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perrywrites · 6 months

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CAN U DO KAISER, NESS AND KIYORA FOR THE 'Asking them to hold your hand during your first time'?!?!!!?? IK KIYORA'S PART MAY BE CHALLENGING(u don't have to do him if you want ofc)) BUT YOUR WRITING IS SO GOOD LIKE.. I LOVE IT 🗣️🗣️‼️

SDFHSDFSFD THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR SWEET WORDS 🙈🙈🙈 I'm so honoured you like my writing, I hope you enjoy this!

Asking “Can you… Can you hold my hand?” during your first time together, part 6;

NSFW

Includes; Kaiser, Ness, Kiyora

Part 1 (Isagi, Hiori, Bachira) and part 2 (Barou, Shidou, Karasu) and part 3 (Reo, Chigiri, Nagi) and part 4 (Rin, Sae, Kunigami) and part 5 (Otoya, Oliver, Yukimiya)

Kaiser: he is smirking down at you, beyond smug and satisfied. Did you think you could resist him for long? Deny what you felt for him? Look at you now, after all that talk, writhing beneath him and whining so sweetly for his touch. Honestly, though, he’s in no position to be teasing you so much, the way his cock is twitching and leaking already - shit, look at what you did to him? He will never admit it to you, but he’s so sure what he feels for you is much stronger than anything you will ever feel for him. That’s just how it is, sweetheart, you render him weak with longing, don’t you see? Beyond the smugness the way he craves you so wholeheartedly? Dark siren eyes trembling slightly as his hands reach forth and claim your innocence in its entirety, his mouth robbing you of your capability to speak coherently as he fans your neck with his hot breath and wet open-mouth kisses. It’s then that you shakily breathe out such a cute little request - and there he is, chuckling against your neck. You’re too adorable. He pulls back to look at you, smirking all the while, and he can’t help but chuckle again at your flushed expression. The way your lips are quivering, you really are too adorable. What, did you think he was going to deny your adorable little request or something? Don’t worry, he’s finally getting to have you now, there’s not much he’d deny you right now. Ask him for the world and watch him condense it within the palm of his hand to slip it onto your finger. But don’t ask for mercy. He can’t give any of it when he needs you so badly. His hand intertwines with yours, and his eagerness is transparent as he leans in to kiss you, feverish, full of need for you. Almost there, he needs to feel the softness of those plush walls, feel you encage his cock in the same way you encaged his heart - the owner of this untameable emperor, aren’t you proud? You get to have him like this, ready to ruin you on his cock and give you absolutely anything and everything you desire - as long as you give yourself up to him. A fair deal, he’ll say.

Ness: You’re so beautiful. And absolutely divine. And all his - yes, his, yes. Reverently, he looks down at you, lovesick, so utterly struck by cupid, the air is thick and hot and his touch is searing. The only time he stops murmuring sweet nothings to you is when he kisses you, overflowing with passion, a well that never stops running - you’re so overwhelmed. But that doesn’t stop him as he loves on you, hushing you softly and lovingly when you whine and cry out for him, for more, deep inside you. You don’t realize what kind of an existence you are to him, his everything, his life, his heart - he’ll decide when it’s enough, when he can enter the sweet heaven of your cunt. Don’t forget it, okay? You don’t know anything, just let him take care of you, please. His mouth is obsessive as he slowly kisses down your neck to your ankle, a soft peck ending his journey of your body before he even thinks to allow his aching cock some relief through your precious cunt. Oh, so precious, all dripping and ready for him to claim you. You’re so pretty like this, all out of it for him, all whines as you cry, flushed, begging for him - he smiles. Don’t forget, he’s the only one that can fuck you this good, okay? He’s the only one that’s allowed to have you like this. Don’t forget it. Gently, he pushes your legs apart, renders you helpless as he positions himself - and then his eyes widen momentarily at your shaky words. You want him to hold your hand? Oh…? Eyes lovesick, he smiles lovingly, holding onto your hand reassuringly. You’re so cute, so naive. It’s good that you’re trusting him to have you, don’t worry. He’ll make sure no man will ever use you - to even get the opportunity to do so. So let him chain you down to him, alright? Well. Not like you had a choice at this point anyways, being so willing to let him have your body. Since he’s claiming your whole body like this, you belong to him forever, right? Right?

Kiyora: he makes a quiet vow to you with each kiss, robs you of your first time gently like a silent siren. You don’t know how much you mean to him, and he doesn’t know how to tell you. So he kisses you, again and again, tenderly at times, like freshly fallen snow, and passionately at other times, as if trying desperately to tell you ‘I love you I love you I love you.’ He pours his all into you to make up for what he can’t say in words, his touch is gentle as he cradles your cheek ever so lovingly. You let out the sweetest sounds, and he melts against your body, his breathing heavy as he nips kiss marks across your tantalising skin. He wants you so much, you have no clue. You’re so pretty, so beautiful. You don’t know, but to him you’re the prettiest girl ever. He grabs a handful of your thighs, his hands are rough but his grip is the opposite - firm but soft, oh so soft - and slowly spreads you open for him. Almost hesitant, but eager nonetheless. The feeling of your skin is addicting, and he can't help but keep being more and more greedy for you. He feels sick with how badly he wants to monopolize you, keep you all for himself. You’ll continue accepting him, won’t you? Accept all of him? You’re the only one for him, please never stop looking at him with so much love, never stop looking at him like he’s your whole world. He knows he doesn’t deserve it, but still, if you allow it, maybe still he can indulge in you, right? As long as you let him, he can get to have you like this, right? When you ask him to hold your hand, his eyes widen, swirling with emotion as he tears up slightly. “... Is that all you need?” he asks, voice quiet and hoarse and strained, as he affectionately holds your hand to the bed, and when you say yes, he simply nods silently. Adoringly and ardently, he presses kisses against your face, unstopping, unyielding. He loves you so much, you don’t know. He’ll keep you safe, he’ll make you happy, so please, don’t leave him. You’re his only sanctuary, so please, don’t leave him cold and alone. He’s begging you.

Annnnnnd that's the end for this series! Hope you guys enjoyed it just as much as I enjoyed writing these 🤭🤭🤭

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kingkunigami · 10 months

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— pretty

Ness would do anything for Kaiser, but little did you know he would do anything for you too…

Warnings: 18+, dub-con (reader consents but it’s never explicitly asked/stated), coercion, semi-public sex, panty theft, mentioned m!masturbation.

Pairing: Kaiser Michael x Ness Alexis x f!reader.

Word Count: 1.2k.

“You ever seen a pair of tits, Ness?”

Being with Michael Kaiser you were used to his rather blunt and straightforward nature, but even this question caught you by surprise as your eyes snapped towards the sweaty man standing by his locker in the changing rooms.

“Uh—” The poor man looked mortified as he kept his hand on the door to his locker, trying not to look back between you and Kaiser, “I— what?”

It wasn’t unusual for Ness to see you in the locker rooms after training or a big game, whether you’d be waiting for Kaiser to finish his shower or dragged into it yourself it was almost like a game ritual at this point. Even if after all this time he was still nervous to so much as take his shirt off in front of you— a fact that Kaiser would tease him relentlessly over. Which is why when Kaiser asked Ness if he wanted to see your breasts right now, you thought it was another one of his explicit jokes.

“Do you want to?” Kaiser didn’t wait for an answer, calloused palms already sliding beneath the oversized football shirt you wore emblazoned with his name on the back.

“Michael,” You hissed, giving your boyfriend a pointed look before glancing towards a shameful looking Ness. His cheeks tinged a bright red as he focused his gaze directly towards the ground, “You can’t just ask him that.”

“Why not?” He gave you a smug grin, his chin glistening from the mess of your sparkly lipgloss as his thumbs brushed the underside of your bra, “It’s a valid question.”

“You’re making him uncomfortable.”

“Nah, I’m not,” Kaiser looked over at his teammate, “Ness, are you uncomfortable right now?”

“N-no.” Magenta eyes glanced towards Kaiser before shaking his head.

“See,” Kaiser bobbed his chin, “He’s fine.”

“It’s because he doesn’t want to disappoint you.” You rolled your eyes.

It was no secret to anyone that Ness would do anything to please Kaiser, which is why when you’d first started dating him you’d suspected the smaller man may even have a crush on him. Something that Kaiser vehemently denied as he brushed all of your worries away, “have you not seen the way he stares at you when you’re with me? He’s got a fat crush on you, not me. I caught him staring at your ass last week when you were wearing that skirt I like.”

But ever since that conversation with Kaiser you’d begun to notice the way that Ness would stare over at you when he thought no one else was watching, noticing the slight pink tinge to his ears whenever you’d catch him and he’d quickly look away.

There was a particular evening that you remembered where Kaiser had scored the winning goal (thanks to Ness) and declared you his prize, stripping you in the locker rooms as he carried you towards the showers to celebrate. After your romp you’d noticed the magenta panties you’d been wearing that evening were nowhere to be found. And unbeknownst to you, Ness had fisted his cock with the lacy fabric outside the shower stalls as he listened to your sultry moans, thinking about how your pretty cunt would feel wrapped around his cock.

When you’d told Kaiser about it, he told you not to worry. That they’d show up, or he’d buy you new ones as you forced him to give you his boxers to wear home. But Kaiser had found out pretty quickly that the culprit was none other than his teammate and friend. A fact that had his lips curling into a sinister smile when Ness practically begged him not to tell you.

“Yeah, and what a great friend he is, huh?” Kaiser laughed as he leaned down for another kiss, but you moved your head back to stop his lips from meeting yours. An act that had his hands tightening on your sides to try and stop you from moving away, “C’mon sweetheart, don’t be like that.”

“Ness, if you wanted to shower we can leave.” You smiled over at the man as he still lingered near the door by his locker. His skin slick with sweat from training out on the field, fresh beads clinging to his skin as they trickled down the sides of his face and along the apex of his neck.

“I don’t think he wants to shower, I think he wants to see your tits.” Kaiser grinned, nodding his head towards the growing bulge beneath Ness’ shorts, “Look how hard he is already, fucking virgin.”

“Don’t be so mean, Kaiser.” You annunciated his surname which caused him to groan against your neck, warm palms reaching up to cup your clothed breasts as he squeezed roughly. Mumbling something in German as his nostrils flared.

“I’m being pretty fucking generous if you ask me,” He scoffed, “The guys never seen a pair before, and what better way to start than with yours.”

You gasped when Kaiser pulled the cups of your bra down to let your breasts spill free beneath your shirt. Deft fingers pinching and tugging at your hardening nipples as you arched your back into his touch. His lips curling into a grin against your neck, biting down on the supple skin before pulling away to gauge your reaction.

“Come on, sweetheart. Let’s show him.” Kaiser murmurs, ghosting the shell of your ear as he slowly raises your shirt up to reveal your bare breasts.

Ness’ adams apple bobs at the sight as he swallows thickly, sweat trickles down his brow as he watches Kaiser continue to roll your nipples under his thumbs.

“He’s practically fucking drooling.” Kaiser mocks, rutting his hips against you as your clit throbs between your thighs.

“Wanna touch them?” Kaiser smirked as he cupped your round breasts, smoothing his calloused thumbs over your pebbled nipples as he rut his crotch into the small of your back. Warm lips peppering kisses against the curve of your neck as he watched his friends tongue dart out to wet his lips, magenta eyes focused on your chest.

Ness leaves his locker wide open as he steps closer, a hand tentatively reaching out to paw at the swell of your exposed breasts. Your gasp catches in your throat as your back arches into his touch, a stark contrast to how rough and certain Kaisers movements always are. The slightest ghost of his palm against your skin as he tests the waters, feeling the weight of one in his palm as you moan softly.

“Pretty.” He mumbles.

“She’s pretty all over.” Kaiser coos, sliding his palm along your exposed tummy as he reaches the hem of your skirt, disappearing beneath the material to cup your clothed cunt. Feeling the heat radiating from your core as he feels just how wet the fabrics become from what’s going on in the room. An indication that you were enjoying this far more than you were letting on.

“She’s got the prettiest pussy too, you wouldn’t believe.” He grins against your cheek, slender fingers delving beneath the flimsy panties you decided to wear today as he brushes through the slick drooling from your tight hole, “Wanna see?”

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WELL, TELL ME YOUR CONFESSIONS, BABY, WHAT’S THE WORST?

୨୧ featuring: shidou ryusei, itoshi sae, alexis ness, michael kaiser x fem reader

ଘ cw: smut, public sex, shower sex, handcuffs, somnophilia, ice play, pet names, fingering, edging, oral sex, nipple play, choking, praise kink, degradation kink, intimate sex, rough sex, breeding kink, creampie

୨୧ synopsis: if you wanted that, you should have asked, love

ଘ wc: 4.8k

ʚ SHIDOU RYUSEI ɞ

“Hey, sweets, have you seen—” Shidou stopped and took a good look at you. “You okay?”

“You scared me!” you replied, clenching the notebook you were writing in a moment ago to your chest.

Shidou looked at you with eyes filled with suspicion. “What is that?”

“Nothing,” you were quick to reply. “What did you want to ask me?” you changed the topic.

“Nah, forget about that. I’m curious about this,” he said, pointing at the notebook. “Is it your diary?”

“What about it?”

“I want to read it!” Shidou enthusiastically approached you. “I’m curious what you’ve written there.”

“You can’t!”

“Oh, come on, sweets!”

Shidou tried to take the notebook from you, but you refused to give it to him. The more you denied him access to your inner thoughts, the more his interest was piqued. With a swift move, he managed to snatch it from your hands, holding it up so that you were unable to reach it. He started reading your latest entry, as you tried in vain to get the notebook back from him.

And goodness Shidou hit the jackpot. He closed it and gave it back to you without any comment, but a smirk on his lips. He ruffled your hair and slapped your ass playfully as he passed by you. You could only stare at him confused, unbeknown to what he had read.

A couple of days passed by. Today was a special day, as Shidou had a football match. Having won the match had definitely helped to keep him in high spirits. He was sitting on a bench in the locker rooms, towel over his head, downing water. His upper body fell forward, arms resting to his knees, as he tried to regulate his breath.

“Congratulations!” you exclaimed happily, wrapping your arms around his neck.

Shidou smirked. He stood up and caught your hand, taking you with him to the showers, where the rest of his team was as well. He quickly pushed you into an empty shower stall, shutting the door behind him. Your back hit the wall, as Shidou trapped you there in-between his arms. He reached for the valve, turning the water on, watching it fall all over your bodies and drench your clothes.

“W-What are you doing?” you asked him confused and shocked.

Shidou leant closer, his lips crashing yours. One hand wrapped around your waist, slamming your body on his, whilst the other remained holding the wall. He left your lips, kissing your jaw, then your neck, smirking at how your body squirmed underneath him.

“S-Stop…” You tried to push him away. “The others—”

“Hmmm? You want me to stop?” he asked, raising his head to meet your eyes, his devilish smirk plastered all over his lips. “But you were the one who said you wanted to have sex in public once.”

“W-What?!” you squealed.

Almost immediately, he kissed you again to shut you up.

“Did anybody hear that?” a player asked.

“Mmm I don’t know, I didn’t hear anything,” another replied.

“Oi, Shidou, you in there, right? Was that you?” a third inquired.

“Nah, I don’t know what you, guys, are talking about,” Shidou laughed.

He was looking at you with his mischievous eyes, hand over your mouth to prevent you from making another sound that would raise the suspicion of his teammates. He leant over your ear, his hot breath coming in complete contrast to the slightly cold water of the shower.

“Oh, sweets, you better keep your voice down,” he whispered. “Unless of course you wish to get us caught.”

He slowly removed his hand from your mouth, yet his eyes remained locked with yours.

“When did I say I wanted to have sex in public?” you questioned in a whispery voice.

Shidou choked a small laugh. His hands started roaming your wet body, lifting up your skirt and rubbing your clothed folds. Your hand automatically covered your mouth, afraid that you wouldn’t be able to hold back your moans from his touch.

“Oh really?” he questioned, kissing down your neck. “Then what was that little dirty scenario you wrote in your diary the other day, hmm?”

“I-I…” Your eyes shut, as you bit your lip, your hands grabbing onto his arms.

“Do you really want me to stop?” He licked the hickey he had just finished creating on your neck, before leaning to your ear once more. “Because I know I don’t.”

You wrapped your hands around his neck, holding him in position. You buried your face in the crook of his neck, breathing on his skin and taking in his sweaty scent. If only you could see how Shidou was fighting his own urges that ordered him to take you right then and there and ruin you.

“Don’t stop…” you murmured, your voice barely audible.

He didn’t need to see your face to know how blushed you must have been at the moment. He knew you all too well, after all. He slid your panties to the side, rubbing your bare cunt and coating his fingers with your slick, before pushing two inside. Shidou felt your body tense against his, your hands fisting his jersey. And fuck he couldn’t hold back a low groan as you bit his neck in an attempt to muffle your own moans.

He was growing rather impatient. If he were honest, ever since he read in your diary how you wanted him to fuck you in a public place, he just couldn’t stop thinking about it. It was truly a miracle how he managed to maintain his composure throughout the game tonight. And when you came to meet him in the locker rooms, Shidou took it as a sign to entertain your little fantasy. And here you are now.

He removed his fingers and hooked your one leg around his waist. His cock thrusted in your tight walls, being welcomed by your warmth. He remained deeply buried in your folds for a moment, both of you choking back your moans. He could faintly hear the other players leaving the showers, which greatly pleased him. Shidou started thrusting in your pussy in his usual ferocious tempo, not caring if one or two of his teammates were still there.

“You feel so good, sweets,” he groaned. “So fucking good,” he added with a powerful thrust that had your whole body tremble. “If only I could hear your sweet moans as well.” With a swift pull of your hair, you found yourself being pulled out of his neck, his figure towering over you. You barely managed to conceal your scream from his relentless pounding in your cunt. You bit your lip, feeling his teeth sinking in your neck to bite your tender flesh. “Come on, sweets. Moan for me. I know you want to,” Shidou teased. “Or do you not want all of them to hear how much of a slut you are, wanting to be fucked in public?”

He had one hand on your waist and the other holding onto your leg, keeping you steady, as his cock ravaged your tight walls. The sound of the shower wasn’t enough now to hide the sound of your bodies slapping against each other. Shidou looked down at you, drinking your little whimpers as if parched. He slapped your ass, feeling your body jolt. No, he was past the point of caring if you were caught. This was so exciting, fucking you while in danger of being caught. It got the adrenaline coursing through his veins like crazy.

“Fuck… Fuck… Fuck…” you moaned. You tried your best to keep quiet. And yet, the way he reached deep inside you, stretching your pussy just the way that had you wanting to scream his name and cream on his cock was too much for you to bear. If you were to get caught by his teammates, then so be it. Because right now, Shidou was all over you, holding your spasming body, as you moaned his name, reaching your orgasm. And all you could think about was “More… Please…”

“Not so shy now, are we, sweets?”

ʚ ITOSHI SAE ɞ

“Um… Sae? I think we mixed up our organisers…”

“Yeah. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to have matching organisers.” He laughed from the other side of the line.

Sae was currently abroad. He had a football match coming up and a couple other jobs his manager had planned for him. Which were all meticulously written down in his organiser that was currently in your hands. Well, it wasn’t a big deal, since his manager had a copy of everything he needed to do. But the problem lied with your organiser which was in Sae’s possession at the moment.

“You didn’t read a lot in it, did you?” you asked.

“No, I didn’t,” he replied nonchalantly. “I just went through the first page and noticed your letters and realised I had accidentally taken your organiser. I was about to call you, when you called me first.”

“Oh, I see.” You sighed relieved. “Don’t read it, okay?”

“Why?” Sae teasingly asked. “Is something I shouldn’t know about written there?”

“No, I—” you groaned. “Yes, so please, don’t read it.”

“Okay, okay, baby, I won’t.”

Informing you that his manager was calling for him, he hung up. His eyes fell on the open organiser, reading briefly the latest entry you had written, the first page he had read, thinking it was his itinerary for the trip. Sae couldn’t help but chuckle, looking forward to returning to you. Hiding the organiser in his suitcase, he spiritlessly followed his manager.

The days passed quickly, thankfully for Sae. When he came back from his trip, he returned your organiser to you, reassuring you for the 100th time that he hadn’t peeked inside it once, except for when he opened it the first time, before realising the mixing up. His indifference to your constant asking made you distrustful, but you brushed it off as Sae just respecting your wish.

“Fuck, I’ve missed you…” he groaned, kissing your lips.

Sae couldn’t stop thinking about the little entry in your organiser. It was torturing him the whole time he was away. And now he was desperate to try it out. He lifted you in his arms, wrapping your legs around his torso, as he carried you to the bedroom. He lay you down, hovering over your body, which he was in a hurry to undress. His tongue and lips worshipped your bare beauty, relishing your soft moans and heavy breathing.

Your eyes widened, noticing him holding a pair of handcuffs in front of your eyes. “W-What… Sae, you liar! You read it, didn’t you?”

“Woah woah, don’t get so worked up, stop punching me!” He laughed, catching your hands. “I’m the victim here. I opened what I thought was my organiser to check my itinerary only to be met by your dirty little thoughts. Can you imagine how turned on I was reading that,” he asked, kissing your neck, “and how I wanted to fuck you right then and there?”

His lips were burning you like warm wax everywhere he touched you. And you found yourself slowly losing control of your body, responding to him. Staying mad at him seemed nearly impossible, even if it wasn’t actually his fault and it was a mere misunderstanding.

“So, would you like to continue? Or should I stop?”

You stole a moment to look into his eyes. It was clear that he was beyond aroused by now. And so were you. Feeling your cheeks blushing, you showed him your wrists, indicating for him to put the handcuffs on. Sae cuffed your wrists and kissed your lips again. You tugged on his shirt, asking him to take it off and he removed it the next minute. Sat on his lap, naked and feeling so perfect in his arms, you couldn’t help but grind against his clothed crotch.

Sae smirked, as he slowly set you on the floor. He helped you unbuckle his belt, taking his pants off along with his boxers. He comfortably sat on the edge of the bed, watching you get to work. Your cuffed hands wrapped around his shaft, stroking him, as you peppered the tip with small kisses. His groans urged you to hurry and take him in your mouth, feeling how his body tensed with impatience. Your lips engulfed his cock in a warm and wet hug, having Sae throw his head back and a low moan escaping his lips.

His right hand found its way to your hair, caressing it softly. “Mmmm… Yes, baby…” he moaned. You were getting restless, pressing your thighs tightly together and trying to ignore the pulsing of your needy pussy. Sae could only chuckle at your whiny moans, muffled by his cock that occupied your mouth. The next moment, he let out a guttural moan, reaching his orgasm, pleasure overtaking his whole body for a few seconds.

Lifting you up again, he lay you on your back on the bed. Spreading your legs, he smirked seeing the dripping mess you had made. He thrusted two fingers inside your wet cunt, drawing out a couple moans from you with just that simple action. Sae placed your legs on his shoulders and aligned his throbbing cock with your hole.

He thrusted inside you suddenly, almost forcing the air out of your body. He was holding onto your cuffed wrists, slamming your body against his. Sae would almost entirely pull out, leaving the tip to rest in your pussy for a couple seconds, before thrusting back in. Your moans were sweet music to his ears. “Sae… F-Faster… Faster please…” you whimpered, feeling restless by his rather slow tempo.

Sae flipped you on your stomach, lifting your ass in the air, before picking up his pace. Your cuffed hands clenched the bed sheets, as moan after moan escaped your lips. His grip on your waist was tight, holding you in just the perfect position for him to penetrate you deeply. “Fuck… I ngh— I’m gonna cum…!” you moaned, curving a smirk on his face.

“Me too, baby. Fuck—.” Sae felt you convulsing around his throbbing cock, creaming him with your arousal. He fucked you through your orgasm, hearing you moan his name over and over again. With one last thrust, he sheathed himself in your depths, his body collapsing over yours and his arms wrapping around your body, as he spilled his hot seed in your pussy.

ʚ ALEXIS NESS ɞ

“Where did I put them?” Ness mumbled to himself, as he entered the bedroom.

He had been searching for his football gloves throughout the house. He had searched everywhere, yet he couldn’t find them anywhere. He noticed them laying on top of his side table and sighed. As he picked them up, his eyes fixed on your open diary that laid atop the bed. And you were nowhere near it. Ness fought against the urge of taking a sneak peek inside. But ultimately, he lost.

“Ness?” you called for him.

In a panic, Ness hid the diary behind his back and smiled as he saw you coming inside. What he didn’t know though was that his cheeks were blushed. And there was no way you could have missed that rosy dust all over his face.

“Did you need something, darling?” he asked, trying to play it cool.

“I just— Wait, where’s my diary?” You looked around, only to observe the way Ness’ body stiffened at the mention of your diary. “Ness?”

“Yes?”

“What are you hiding behind your back?”

“Oh, nothing.” He laughed, bringing one hand to the front. “Just my gloves.”

“Hmmm…” You didn’t believe a word he said, as you took a couple steps closer to him, trying to catch a glimpse of the other item he was hiding. “Ness.”

“Okay, fine, here.” He gave it back to you, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

You took the diary from his hands, your cheeks suddenly burning hot. There’s no way Ness read it, you thought. Right? You turned around to leave, when Ness wrapped his arms around your body, keeping you where you were. He rested his head on your shoulder for a moment, before you felt his breath tickling your ear.

“You know… You could have just asked and I would have made all those fantasies you’ve written in your diary come true…” he whispered. “Because I’m sure there are more than the one I read.”

You wanted to start scolding him for reading your diary. Even if you had left your diary sitting on the bed, open for anyone to read, he still shouldn’t have read it. But you were glad he did. In fact, that’s why you had left it there. Because you were kind of shy to ask him about what you had written down.

“So? Should I do it or not?” Ness asked, kissing your cheek. “The choice is yours, darling.”

“Please do it…”

He smiled, giving you another kiss and nuzzling your hair. He waved at you as he left for practice, leaving you all alone. A blushing mess with a raging heartbeat and a heavy breath, body burning up, almost melting your skin and legs already shaking in excitement.

Ness was the first one to wake up the next morning. He looked at you, basking in your morning glow, face illuminated by the sun, your body relaxed and warm and… Vulnerable. He kissed your forehead, then peppered your whole face with kisses. He had thought about it if he were honest; waking you up by worshipping your body. Yet he couldn’t hide his blushing from excitement when he read it in your diary.

His hands tugged at the hem of your shirt, pulling it up and revealing your bare chest. His eyes were glued to your face, as his hands cupped your breasts, massaging them softly, pinching slightly your nipples. He took one in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and watching you moan softly in your sleep, your body responding automatically to his touch, even in your deep slumber.

Kissing your body, Ness made his way down, his fingers hooking up on the waistband of your shorts and pulling them down and off your ankles, along with your panties. He ran his fingers on your soft skin, paying close attention to every short breath that escaped your lips, every little movement of your body. “God, you’re so beautiful, darling.” Spreading your legs, he kissed your inner thighs, moving closer to your core.

A low moan escaped your lips, as Ness licked a fat stride on your folds, repeating the action a couple times, before focusing his attention on your clit. His left arm was wrapped around your right leg, holding it in place over his shoulder, whilst his right one was outstretched, caressing your body up to your chest, giving a soft squeeze to your tit. He noticed your eyes flickering, signalling him that you were starting to slowly wake up.

His slender fingers thrusted slowly in your wet cunt, curling up to hit that spot that made you squirm underneath him every time. Ness couldn’t help the smirk that curled up his lips, seeing how you reacted to him. He could feel that you were closer. Your pussy had tightened oh so perfectly around his fingers.

And yet Ness was well aware that this wasn’t nearly enough of a good morning for his goddess. You whined, subconsciously, feeling him pulling away when you were so so so close to release. Your lips parted, your eyelids opened slightly and you moaned his name, as he slowly dived into your drenched hole.

“Good morning, darling~” Ness murmured in your lips, before kissing you, his fingers locking with yours.

You looked at him in a daze, slumber still holding a tight grip on your eyelids, as they were half-open, fighting not to close. And he could only stare at you, utterly bewitched by your adorable expression. His pace was slow, intimate, with the right dose of force to pull you out of sleep’s embrace. Without realising, you were moaning and your body had arched underneath him. As you were getting more and more in an awake state, the more you felt his cock stretching your tight pussy, flooding your body with immense pleasure.

“Ness~” you moaned. “Feels so good…”

“Is that right?” He smiled, leaning closer to your face. “Then, I’ll wake you up like this more often.”

“Mmmm yes! Yes, please do!”

“Fuck, you’re so gorgeous.” Ness kissed your lips, still thrusting in your cunt, feeling you holding him tightly, as your impending orgasm came crashing down your body. He had just had you for breakfast and yet your moans were making him hungry all over again. The way you kept moaning his name, pleading “more, Ness, more” made it difficult for him to turn you down.

ʚ MICHAEL KAISER ɞ

Kaiser had just returned from a football match, obviously in a good mood after crashing his opponents. He came out of a bath, looking fresh and more relaxed, walking to the bookcase in the bedroom with his robe on, searching for the book he had been reading lately. And yet another book caught his attention. It was a notebook, stuffed in-between the rest, he was actually surprised to have noticed it. Taking it, he skimmed through the first page, his eyes widening at the contents of it. He went to the living room and sat on the couch, crossing his legs. He wore his glasses that were laying on the coffee table before immersing himself in that notebook.

“Kaiser, I’m thinking of ordering.” You popped up in the living room. “We should celebrate your victory. What would you like?” you asked.

“Sushi?” he replied, not taking his eyes off of the notebook. “It’s been a while since we last ate sushi.”

“I was thinking the same thing!”

Kaiser glanced at you once, seeing you giggling happily, as you placed the order. Soon enough, your order arrived. You enjoyed the delicious sushi along with a few drinks and a pleasant conversation. He was sitting there on the couch beside you, listening to you describing how each crucial moment of the game felt to you, him providing his own thoughts of the time as well.

As you got a call and went to talk in the bedroom, Kaiser found himself lying on the couch and picking up the notebook once more. When you returned, you found him smirking at himself, not quite understanding why though. You lay on top of him, nuzzling your face on his chest, him kissing the top of your head lovingly, eyes still stuck on the letters of the notebook. The amount of concentration he had on the notebook piqued your interest. Peeking at the page he was currently reading, your eyes widened, your cheeks blushing. Instinctively, you snatched it from his hands. You attempted to stand up, only for him to cage you there.

“That’s not polite, love. I haven’t finished reading it.” He kissed your cheek.

“W-Where did you find it?”

“In the bookcase in our bedroom,” he nonchalantly replied. Kaiser sat up on the couch, having you sit and turn to look at him, as his arms were still wrapped around your body. He took a quick glance at the notebook you were gripping so hard against your chest, before meeting your eyes again. “I didn’t know you had a sex diary.”

“I—” You were at a loss for words.

“Yes, love?” he asked, starting peppering your neck with kisses. “Use your words,” he said, his left hand gently wrapping around your neck, as he kissed your lips.

You moaned in your kiss, overwhelmed by his intensity. Your grip on the notebook loosened, him easily taking it from your hands and setting it on the coffee table. Kaiser lay you on the couch, hovering above you, his knee separating your legs, having your skirt wrinkle up. He rubbed his bare knee over your panties, watching you sealing your lips to prevent a moan from escaping.

“I really enjoyed reading it, you know.” He smiled. “Your sex diary.” His knee kept teasing you, Kaiser smirking at the gradual wetness. “I didn’t know you had such fantasies.”

“Hngh Kaiser…” you moaned.

He chuckled before standing up, looking down at your already flustered face. There was that one particular fantasy he had read that had intrigued him. And he just needed to check it out now. Kaiser smirked at you lying underneath him without a single clue of the devious plan he had in mind.

“Strip,” he ordered.

You blinked a few times, before standing up and starting discarding your clothes. Kaiser just watched you, resting his elbow on the couch and his head on his hand. There was something in the slight hurry you were in to undress yourself. Something that told him you were getting excited. And you were. While you were mad that he read that so shamelessly, you couldn’t help but feel anxious about which one of your numerous fantasies written on that notebook he was going to bring to life.

Ridding yourself of the last piece of clothing, you approached him, falling into his arms and crashing your lips on his. His left arm wrapped around your body, lying you back down on the couch, while his right supported him. Even if you tried to maintain a poker face, not so willing to show him that you were looking forward to this, your eyes betrayed you, gleaming with so much exhilaration and lust that made him want to swim inside them. Kaiser started marking your body, slowly, painfully slowly, kissing and biting your neck, your collarbone, your breasts, your thighs.

Your back arched to his touch, your eyes shutting and your lips parting to moan his name, your voice coming out needy, desperate, greedy for more. Your body jolted and your eyes suddenly opened, feeling the cold ice cube caressing your warm body. You looked at him, seeing him placing the ice cube on his mouth, before trailing it all over his marks with his lips. The coldness of the ice cube came in complete contrast with the burning feeling it left on its trail. Your breathing was coming out hard, laboured, soft whimpers escaping your lips.

Your eyes locked with his. Sadistic lust shined in his blue eyes, watching you writhing in blissful ecstasy underneath him, as he teased your nipples with the ice cube. Kaiser leant closer, kissing your lips and passing you the ice cube through your kiss. He extended his hand over the table, taking another from the bucket filled with ice cubes to keep his champagne perfectly cold. He trailed the ice cube down your body, then circled your aching pussy with it. He used both his legs and his free hand to keep your legs spread so perfectly open for him, smirking at you.

“How long have you been writing in that sex diary of yours?” he asked, rubbing the ice cube in your folds.

“B-Before we started dating…” you breathlessly replied.

“What a little whore you are,” he cooed. “Does it feel nice?”

“It does…”

Kaiser teased your clit with the ice cube, as he buried himself between your legs, his tongue working its miracles on your dripping cunt, penetrating your little hole and sending waves after waves of pleasure to flood your body. You were gripping the pillow under your head tightly, feeling yourself close to the gates of heaven.

“I’m c-cumming…” you moaned, locking eyes with him, as he ate you out.

“No, not so fast, love.”

Kaiser laughed, hearing your whiny whimper as he stopped. He untied his robe, revealing his naked body, along with his hard erection. With a swift move, he flipped you on your stomach, lifting your hips slightly, as he positioned himself between your legs. He rubbed his cock on your wet folds, coating it in your slick, before thrusting in your tight pussy. You hugged the pillow, burying your face in it and muffling your moans, his hard thrusts almost making you scream.

“Kaiser—” you screamed, feeling him trailing another ice cube along your spine.

“You’re so tight, love.” Kaiser ran his hand through his hair. He leant over your body, choking your neck with his tattooed hand and biting down on your shoulder, feasting on your sweet moans. “Taking me so well…”

“Mmmm~ Wanna cum—” you whined. “Please, Kaiser! I wanna cum so bad!” you begged.

“Cum all over my cock, love.” Kaiser kissed your neck, feeling your velvet walls tightening around his throbbing cock. He fucked you through your orgasm, chasing after his own, smirking at how you creamed around him. “Good girl.”

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saetoshis · 11 months

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[‹ LOVE HATING YOU! ›] KAISER

[‹ SUMMARY ›] hanging out with kaiser always leads to one thing!

[‹ MATURE CONTENT WARNINGS ›]

fem!reader, pro player!kaiser, chars. 21+, hate fucking, arguing -> fucking, mean dom!kaiser, lots of banter + some praise, light choking, hair pulling, pet names [princess, good girl], creampie, mdni.

kaiser rolls his eyes at the tone of your voice, yet again.

“would you mind shutting up already?” kaiser complains with his face in his palm, irritatingly dragging it down his cheekbones before looking at you with disdain. “i genuinely don’t care.”

“i’m just telling you the truth of how you’re wrong. you’re actually an idiot,” you scoff out the words, making hand gestures to accentuate your biting tone. these arguments always start over the dumbest things, and this time it’s about kaiser’s recent spat with a teammate. “this whole situation could be over if you just fucking apologized for being rude to isagi. you got yourself in this mess and you’re complaining about it when it’s your fault.

kaiser lets out a chucle, a seething energy behind it as he turns to look at you with a piercing gaze. “when did i fucking ask for your advice? i couldn’t care less if i pissed off isagi. tell him to stop being a bitch and get over it.”

at your demise, you take a step closer to kaiser and look straight into his eyes. your head tilts slightly as you shoot him a look of pure, grating irritation. “you’re so emotionally unintelligent it’s actually ridiculous.”

you both know where this is going - historically, it’s always been the same. you hang out, argue about something, fuck, argue again, then go home. it’s a perpetual cycle at this point, and the heat of the arguments you have just makes your attraction to each other somehow more intense.

kaiser flashes you an indignant sort of sneer, his fingers closing around your jaw to hold your face up towards his. his eyes keen down at you with a biting cold resonating in them, yet there’s an undeniable sense of lust mixed in. he spits out lowly, “and you… piss me off. you know that?”

“hm,” you shoot an unamused chuckle back at him, but your heart jumping in your chest tells you something else. you know where this is going, and it only takes a few words to get there. you leer out, “and what are you gonna do about it?”

your tone makes kaiser stop in his tracks for just a moment. his expression shifts to one of urgent need as he grazes his nose against yours so tantalizingly, heavy and hot breaths fanning along your skin.

“i’ll tell you what i’m gonna fucking do about it,” kaiser smirks out the words with both desire and annoyance in his cadence, pushing your back against the couch cushion abruptly. his grip on your jaw gets a little tauter as he jeers, “and you’re gonna like it, aren’t you? just like always…”

kaiser’s hands dance towards the hem of your top, yanking it up harshly to press open mouthed kisses and bites along your chest. it’s like you instantaneously keen into his touch, despite your mind sounding alarms for you to pull away.

you’re pissed off - he’s pretentious, ridiculously cocky, has the worst attitude and a complete lack of basic communication skills, yet it’s as if you’re unable to resist the innate pull of the sexual attraction you have for him.

“you’re always so horny, jesus,” you mutter with an irritated tone, but there’s a twinge of desperate need that he immediately picks up on. his hands drag fervently along your waist, his other hand gripping your jaw taut in place as you murmur, “you just can’t lay off, can you?”

“but you’re not resisting, are you?” kaiser smirks back the words, grazing his lips against yours mockingly. kaiser may be curt, annoying, and oblivious at times - but when it comes to your body, he knows it better than anything. he knows from the way that your breath picks up and how your thighs keen around his hips that you’re just as desperate, if not more, than him. “just shut up already, will you? i know you love it.”

“ugh-“ you groan out frustratingly as he slips his fingers beneath the waistband of your shorts, and you let out a hitched whine. your mind is still replaying the argument and kaiser’s stupid, annoying responses, but your clit throbs when he smirks down at you with his tattooed hands slipping your shorts and panties down your thighs. “you’re so fucking annoying…”

“am i? you sure?” kaiser sneers cockily, teasing your eyes with peeks of his toned abdomen as he slowly slips his shirt off. your eyes follow his movements instinctively, and you shudder slightly at the sight. kaiser notices everything - he’s a pro player who has talent in noticing small changes on the field, after all. it’s a given, especially with you, that he can tell when you’re even the slightest bit turned on. “see something you like?”

“just stop talking. your voice pisses me off,” you mutter under your breath between shaky sighs, thighs pulling together around his hips. kaiser’s hand slips back around your neck, gripping lightly as he sneers down at you. “you always do this shit-“

you’re cut off by a whined moan when his tattooed fingers slip between your thighs, his thumb toying with your clit each time it rubs along your folds. kaiser chuckles when he feels just how slick you are under his touch, and he jeers, “oh? cat got your tongue, princess? aren’t you gonna argue back?”

“just- shut up,” your voice comes out shakily between gasps and whimpers, your clit throbbing under his fingers. you want to argue back; you want to spit an insult at him, but you just can’t. it’s like his touch incapacitates you entirely. your thighs keen around his hand, hips rolling up to get more friction. “you know what you’re doing.”

“of course i do. gotta get you nice and wet before i fuck the attitude out of you, you know?” kaiser jeers cockily, his breath fanning against your neck as his fingers slip between your walls tantalizingly. with just a few curls of his fingers, you’re already panting and rocking your hips against his hand. “god, so desperate, huh? did you come over just for this?”

“sh-shit…” you whine and close your eyes as your vision grows hazy from desire, thighs shuddering with how your walls tighten around him in need. each wet noise and lewd moan you let out just makes kaiser even harder, and it’s easily evident in the way his bulge pokes through his practice shorts. “no, i-i didn’t.”

“oh, really? then why’d you wear those cute panties, huh?” kaiser eyes the lacy fabric where it’s strewn about on the couch cushion, his eyes flickering back to the way your pussy keeps getting wetter and filthier with each movement of his fingers. kaiser stops, gripping your neck a little tauter as he gazes directly into your hazed eyes. “look at me, and tell me you don’t wanna fuck. say it…”

“i-“ is all you can spit out, a pitiful pout on your lips when he stops and kaiser already has his answer. your hand urgently slips down his body, your fingers coming to drag and rub against the bulge in his pants. your voice comes out in a small whine, “can’t say it.”

“that’s right. such a good girl, maybe i should reward you. oh, but then again…” kaiser sneers and slips his waistband down to let his cock spring free, and it twitches visibly when he grips it in his hand to nestle against your folds. “i’m still a little pissed, you know?”

you let out a hitched gasp when kaiser slips his hips forwards, letting his cock sink deeper into you until he meets resistance at the hilt of your cunt. both of you let out stifled moans, as if neither of you want to admit how fucking good it feels to be connected like this. your voice cracks slightly when you whine, “f-fuck. i can’t stand you…”

“i know,” kaiser smirks against your lips as he rocks his hips forwards, his arms caging you under his toned frame as if to keep you trapped in his clutches. your moaned breaths mingle as you roll your hips desperately into each other, hands gripping each other tightly in remnant annoyance. your fingers flit through his hair, grasping the roots and kaiser lets out a chuckled grunt, “fuck, you pull hard. guys like polite girls, you know?”

“you’ve known- hah, from the start that i’m not polite to guys like you,” you moan back, hands holding him as close as possible as you whine with each heavy rock of his hips. his cock hits up into places that make you shudder and lose your mind, and it drives you insane how good he makes you feel.

“you’re lucky i like a good challenge, then,” kaiser groans back with a smirk as his cock twitches between your walls, and each quick, wet drag sends tingles through both of your bodies. lewd smacks and stifled moans fill the room, and the couch shakes beneath you. “for someone so irritating, you sure suck me in so nice…”

“f-fuck- is that a compliment?” you whimper back, rocking your hips back into his as he grips your waist, panting heavily while he holds you stable and fucks into you hard like he’s hungry. your clit throbs at each time he brushes against you, heated tingles growing in your body as you climb up into euphoria. your voice comes out in a whisper, as if you don’t even want him to hear, “god, i’m gonna cu-cum…”

“hah- don’t bother tryn’ to say it quietly. i know this pretty body too well. you’re only mine to fuck like this, aren’t you?” kaiser grunts out the words between a pearled sneer, fingers gripping into your waist harder as a shudder runs up his chest from how tight and slick you are around him. “show me what i want, then… cum all messy around me, go ahead. be a good girl for once.”

“f-fuck off…” you whimper and shudder hard around him as you grip his hair a little tighter, fingers shaky when you tighten up around him even more. kaiser’s tone taunts you further, and your body bursts with intense, flickering tingles when he fucks into you a little more intently. “c-cumming- fuck-“

“yeah, there you go… want you cumming hard on me all the time,” kaiser grunts breathily, his fingers digging deeper into your waist as he holds you stable and rocks heavily against you. his lip gets caught between his teeth as his cock twitches, and one last wet smack brings him to bottom out as he lets out shuddered groans. ropes of white spill between your walls, and you both pant heavily. “my fucking god- shit…”

you both eye the messy slick of liquid covering your folds and smothering his cock with hitched breaths, eyes meeting for a moment and you almost feel soft together. it only takes him pulling out and cleaning up the mess before your gazes turn into glares once again.

“never doing that again, just so you know,” you mumble to him as you put your clothes back on and gather your things, shooting him an annoyed look.

kaiser looks back at you with sharp eyes, opening the front door for you with a smirk. he looks down at you, breath fanning against your nose, “don’t play dumb. i’ll see you next week at the end of season party.”

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ilsanslut · 5 months

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you said male reader and I appear

boo

anyway, I’d love for your fave blue lock boys getting spanked by male reader

and I disappear now

꒷♡꒷ HIT ME, BABY!

♰ featuring: kaiser michael. shidou ryusei. [blue lock + separate]

♰ note: when i saw this pop up in my ask box i JUMPED into my desk chair with the most devious laugh ever LIKEE the joker could never. anyway, here are my baby boys getting their asses handed to them, as well as my first-ever male!reader work. (honestly i might make this into a lil series because i literally love too many blue lock characters-) enjoy!

sypnosis: naughty boys deserve to get spankings. content/trigger warning(s): 18+. smut. masc/male-bodied!reader. dominant/top!reader. bratty bottoms. minor dub-con? (kaiser). forced masturabation (kaiser). spanking. one cock-stepping moment (shidou). masochism (shidou). ryusei has daddy issues. one-time usage of the word ‘daddy’ (shidou). hair-pulling. cursing. degradation. punishments w/ no actual penetration. ꒷꒦

MICHAEL KAISER.

There were numerous things that irritated you about your teammate Kaiser: his superiority complex, the way he talked down to others who he saw as inferior, his inhuman skill that rivaled some of our generation's greatest, and his ridiculously good looks. But you had no idea how you of all people had become his number one target on his shitlist. It began cordially enough—or as cordial as you could be when dealing with Kaiser—but things quickly devolved into vile territory. He would annoy you to no end, from bumping into you in the hallway to stealing your towels as you were getting out of the shower, to making patronizing comments about you during practice, and even enabling his lapdog Ness to steal the ball from you during what should have been obvious goals at your games.

He was always meticulous about his appearance, so you knew he was taking extra time in the shower to get rid of the hard work he had done today to make your life as miserable as possible. You headed for the showers, which were nearly empty, but for one in the middle, front and center, fit for an emperor, with the curtain closed and the water running. You heard the faintest tune hummed in German from behind the curtain, and, without warning, you fisted the curtain in your hand and snatched it open. Panic overcame Kaiser's handsome face as he saw you, his eyes widening in response to being leered at in his most vulnerable state. There was a fleeting look of fear in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a smug glare and a pinch of his eyebrows.

“R-Really, Y/N?” Even with the sneer in his tone, you could tell it was merely a ploy to cover up the tremble in his voice. “I didn’t take you for the perverted type who—”

You did not even wait for him to finish before stepping into the shower yourself, unconcerned about getting soaked while still fully clothed, and snatching the curtain closed behind you. Seeing the look of a silent fury twisting your features, Kaiser’s expression dropped. However, before he could attempt to make a break to safety, you were shoving him against the ceramic walls cheek-first while your body and sheer mass pinned him there from behind. He grunted, struggling against your overwhelming strength as your forearm pinned itself across his shoulder blades, firmly pinning him there.

“W-What are you doing?! Get off of m—”

You silenced him with a sharp swat to his, surprisingly, bubbly ass, the sound of the hit echoing off the walls around you two, and effectively quarreling whatever rebuttal he was about to spew your way.

“I’ve had enough of your shit, Kaiser.” You snarled, emphasizing your words with two well-placed smacks on both of his ass cheeks, making him yelp with each one. You held him taut, fisting the back of his dyed hair and pulling his head back until his ear was right next to your lips. Even then, you could see the faintest trace of horror and what looked like yearning in his wide, blue eyes. For what? You didn’t know, nor did you care, right now.

“You berate me on the field—”

SMACK.

“Thrownin’ off my obvious fuckin’ goals—”

SMACK.

“And stick your dumb little lapmutt onto me, just because you know you can’t devour me on your own—!”

SMACK. SMACK

Kaiser’s teeth were gritted as he tried to hold back his sharp grunts and ill-timed moans, but no sound could be hidden from your ears within the confines of the echoing chamber. You gave him the briefest moments of reprieve, groping his abused cheeks in your large palm as your hand shook with poorly contained malice. Your hand that was in his hair jerked his head back more, pulling him slightly off of the wall so that you could peer over his shoulder, only to confirm your suspicions that yes, Kaiser was hard, and yes he was getting off to this.

“Dirty bitch,” You snarled in his ear amidst your amused chuckle. “Are you really getting off to this? Getting your pretty lil’ cock hard over being spanked like a disobedient slut you are in the showers, huh?”

“O-Oh, fuck you, Y/N. I am not—AH~!”

Kaiser let out a high-pitched, sultry squeal as you gave him another well-earned smack on his ass, feeling the pleasure shoot through his veins and making his cock jump. His face was flushing red, just like his posterior, and it was not from the heat from the shower.

“Yeah?” You breathed haughtily in his ear. “Go on then, jerk your cock for me, baby. I know a desperate thing like you is just aching to cum all over these walls, aren’t you?”

His fists balled at his sides as his teeth gritted against one another, not wanting to give you the satisfaction of letting you have your way. You merely clicked your tongue at his behavior, releasing his grip on his hair to instead wrap your large palm around his throbbing shaft and pump him yourself instead.

Grasping at your shorts with one fist to maintain balance, he choked on his own groans, his knees weakening as his body shook against your powerful one. He twisted around in your grip, trying to struggle free from your sneaky fingers, but it was no use.

“Y-Y/N, you f-fucking, ngh! S-Stop that!” He spat half-heartedly, despite the fact that his hips were practically fucking themselves into your deft digits.

You didn’t respond to him verbally, instead giving him another smack on the ass, just to witness his hips jolt and his cock twitch in your palm, drawing a sadistic cackle from your lips.

“What kind of whore gets off on being spanked, huh? You some kind of masochist of somethin’, Micha’?”

He didn’t reply—he couldn’t reply. His vision blurred and his mind went numb from the pleasure of having his rival fist his cock and dominate him completely when he was at his most vulnerable. He looked so pretty like this, with his hues rolled behind his half-lidded lids, his jaw dropped and gaping to release a steady string of moans, a line of drool pooling from his lips while his cheeks flushed a deep red from the humiliation of it all—he was perfect.

His groans grew shrill, and, before you knew it, he was utilizing your body as a rock to stay upright while his legs trembled under him. In an instant, hot, thick ropes of sticky cum spewed from his throbbing shaft and over himself and the shower walls. His body convulsed in your hand as a barrage of obscenities and things you could not make out in German fell from his lips. You laughed at him, cackled at his humiliation, the exact same way he would do to you when he would knock you down.

You didn’t stop there. You continued to pump his cock until he was well into overstimulation and fighting to escape your grasp. He eventually triumphed over you with a forceful shove, sending you reeling a few paces behind him as his weakness caused him to fall to the ground. There on his knees, he gazed up at you, his lips parted and panting, his semi-hard cock twitching languidly against his thigh, his pupils blown wide. He was a beautiful wreck, and it was all your fault.

“Yeah, nah.” You huffed, observing how his unfocused eyes suddenly widened and his lips drew in a sharp gasp as he watched you reach into your shorts with a near-feral grin on your face.

“I’m not finished with you, yet.”

RYUSEI SHIDOU

You know what happens when you feed a gremlin after midnight? That was Ryusei, except every day and 24/7. So much so that he was frequently a well-deserved victim of Blue Lock’s “Anti-Riot” electric shock. Today was one of those instances where, once again, Ryusei and Rin couldn’t see eye-to-eye on the field, leading to the two getting into a physical altercation initiated by the former. This time, they both were electrocuted, but instead of having additional staff handle Ryusei, you effortlessly scooped the male up and over your shoulder, walking off of the practice field with him. No one else on PXG dared to question it, not even Julian Loki, who just watched on with a heavy sigh and a shake of his head.

You made your way to the locker room, kicking the door open with your foot before setting Ryusei’s semi-conscious and lethargic form down on one of the benches against a set of lockers. Picking up a stray water bottle, you aimed the nozzle at your boyfriend before squeezing mercilessly, allowing a continuous spray of water to pelt against the blonde’s face. He gasped and spluttered as he awoke with a start, using his coughs to try and resist your water assault.

“Y/N?! W-What the hell is your problem? Cut that shit out!” He all but snarled at you, spitting some of the water out of his mouth.

Releasing your grip on the bottle, you stared at him impassively, thoroughly unamused by both his behavior and his language. Using the collar of his shirt to wipe his face, Ryusei took a moment to get his bearings and realized that the two of you were in the locker room and not on the field.

“. . . What happe—”

“You know exactly what the fuck happened, Ryusei.” Your sharp tone cut him off, your eyes narrowing on his now-widened fuschia ones. He looked a bit taken aback by your tone, but as he took in your demeanor and the way you were sitting with your elbows on your knees while glowering at him through your lashes, he understood that you were pissed at him.

“We talked about this, Ryu. It doesn’t matter how pissed off you get, you can’t just start swinging on your teammates whenever they annoy you!” You berated him, standing up now as you threaded your hands through your hair in exasperation.

All the while, your boyfriend sat there, scratching at his ear with his pinky and blowing off the excess nonchalantly as though you were boring him.

“Jeez, this is why you brought me here? You’re starting to sound like my old man.”

You paused, hands dropping by your sides as you felt a vein pulsating just above your eyebrow.

Is he serious right now?

Ryusei stood up abruptly, thrusting his hands into his pockets and assuming his usual slouching stance. His lips were pulled into a frown, and his expression was uninterested, as if he couldn’t care less about what you were saying right now.

Taking a step closer to you, he would say, “Y’know, lecturing me isn’t going to do either of us any good, babe. I’m going to continue to do my own thing, and you’re going to continue doing yours. There is no need to waste any of our breaths.” A sly, joker-like grin formed on his face, a hand leaving his pocket to rise to your face, rudely flicking a strand of hair above your eye, “Kapeesh?”

You were silent, fists balled by your sides, as you resisted the urge to strangle the forward where he stood. Taking your silence as compliance, Ryusei rolled his eyes and began to stroll out of the locker room, done with the conversation. That is, if you had not prevented his departure by lunging your fist forward and balling up the back of his shirt from behind. On instinct, the blonde whipped around with the intention of landing one of his infamous kicks on the side of your head, which you easily countered by grabbing the front of his shirt in one hand and his face in the other and slammed him down onto the floor.

Like a hyena trapped in a poacher's net, he struggled fiercely beneath you, hissing, spitting, biting, and snarling at you. But you persisted in your silence, pressing harder with your hand on his jaw until you were forcefully smushing his cheek against the ground, forcing him to finally submit under your brute strength. The two of you lay there for a while, Ryusei panting heavily beneath you and you glowering him down with every inch of your being, before it was you who broke the silence.

“I’m sick of your shit, Ryusei.” For emphasis, you pressed down harder on his face, relishing in the whimper that emitted from his lips while you did so. “Talking about how I ‘sound like your old man’, well, maybe I should act like him and knock some fuckin’ sense into you, huh?”

Ryusei’s eyes flashed for a brief moment, full of indignation and trepidation, but you were unyielding.

“ . . . Do it, pus—”

You didn’t hesitate to give him a quick pop on the mouth to shut him up, much to his astonishment. Before he could react, you captured fistfuls of his spiked locks in your hand, dragging him over to the benches until you could sit down and lug your 185cm boyfriend over your muscular thighs. As the reality of the situation began to settle in on him, he immediately began to struggle as a slew of curses spat from his scowling brims. However, you quickly subdued him by pinning the wrist that was farthest from you behind his back and your own leg over the back of his calves, preventing him from moving anywhere.

“Y-Y/N, you can’t be serious!”

And you were. Without a word to him, your dominant hand rose into the air before delivering a swift swat to his rear. You didn’t hold back either, knowing that with his blue lock body suit and practice uniform on, the blow was well-cushioned. Ryusei lurched on your lap, his free hand dragging his blunt nails against the bench with a startled cry. His jaw clenched, extending his free arm as far as it could go before bringing it back unforgivingly to jab it into your side.

“Let me go, you fucking sadistic bastard!”

Sadistic, huh? You seized the top of his shorts and the bottom of his bodysuit in one swift motion, yanking them down his toned thighs to expose his equally caramlized cheeks. You struck his cheeks with a series of enraged blows, striking each one with a hard spank from your thick, callused hands. In an instant, his ass was turning a vivid red, and instead of attempting to resist you, he was concentrating on preparing for each of your relentless blows. However, your pace was unpredictable. Some swats were fast and in rapid succession of the latter, while others were slow and calculated, almost as though you were trying to soothe the skin in between hits. It was abundantly evident that you were trying to teach him a lesson and venting your anger toward him. Aside from the occasional grunt or whimper from your now-silent boyfriend, this was the quietest you had heard him all week.

You gave your boyfriend a moment of respite, making sure he had not fainted on your lap. You massaged his sore ass in your palm while releasing his limp arm to grab his hair and pull his head back so you could look him in the eye.

Ryusei's normally keen eyes were now unfocused and brimming with tears, rolling into the back of his head; his cheeks were flushed a fierce red, smeared with the few tears that had escaped his eyes; and his pink lips were parted, gasping as strands of crystalline drool pooled over his bottom lip.

You had ruined him.

“Oh, Ryusei. . .” You cooed mockingly, bringing both of your hands to his face to cup his cheeks gently. As you gently shook his face back and forth to get him to focus on you, he sank to his knees between your thighs. “C’mon, pretty boy. Stay w’me.”

It took a moment, but you could finally see the life resorting in his fuschia hues, just as you felt something sticky on your calf. Glancing past the ruined face of your boyfriend, you discovered that his slender cock was hard and pulsating, its red tip drooling with pre as it adhered to your leg and soaked a tiny puddle in the material of your bodysuit. Poor mutt. He had been so turned on by this that he nearly came right into your lap, and you hadn’t even realized it.

Then it hit you. That’s why he had gone quiet—not because he was focusing on prepping himself for your swats, but because he was focusing on trying not to cum.

“Aren’t you just pathetic, Ryu? Nuthin’ more than a dumb painslut who only thinks about fighting and getting a nut off.”

His brows furrowed from your degrading words, but he couldn’t help the way his cock jumped against your calf from having you be so, so mean to him.

“You wanna get off? Wanna cum all over your pretty self, hm?”

He gave a desperate nod, babbling out whatever few unintelligible words his stupid mind could manage, but they seemed to be in needy plea to cum. With a maniacal smile on your face, you violently wrenched your partner away from you while he looked up at you with those wide, desire-filled eyes.

“Y-Yes, fuck. Y/N please. .”

You silently moved your leg between his knees, pressing the top of your cleats against his balls, observing as he practically doubled-over your leg with a high-pitched whine, his cheek pressed against your knee as his arms wrapped around your calf. Already, his thighs were quivering around your foot as he tried not to cum right then and there from the stimulation.

“Fuck yourself on my shoe, Ryusei.” You demanded, watching as he gawked at you incredulously, but your expression was unchanging. “You wanna cum, don’t you?” You quipped, folding your arms over your chest and quirking an eyebrow at him, to which he nodded desperately once more. “Then hump my leg like the dirty mutt you are.”

With a muffled groan, he did as you demanded of him, albeit with a slight bit of hesitation. He made sure he was situated well enough, the underside of his cock pressed up against your laces as he gave a few testing thrusts of his hips, each one brushing against your shin every time. He gradually increased his speed before descending into complete degeneracy. Desperate to chase his release that had been building over time, he was fucking himself against your leg while huffing, panting, grunting, and groaning. Your partner, possessed by his untamed desire, was drooling over your thigh while you watched from above. Your own cock twitched in your shorts as you admired the already fucked-out and near pornographic expression on his face.

Aiding the little masochist further, you leaned over him to place yet another swat against his reddened ass, causing a cry of pleasure and pain to emit from his lips and his hips to sputter against you.

“You like being spanked like this, don’t you, painslut?” You growled into his ear, causing a high-pitched whine to sound from his drooling brims.

“Y-Yes! Yes! Hit me more! Ngh, p-please, Daddy!”

You hissed, your cock straining against the tight confines of the bodysuit you were trapped in, but you did not touch yourself just yet. This was about Ryusei, not you, after all.

“Yeah? Gonna make a mess over Daddy’s leg? Gonna cum all over his cleats? Hm, baby?”

“Hah, sh-shit! Yes, yes, yes! I-I’m gonna—mm’fuck~! C-Cum!”

A sadistic grin arose on your features, swatting another well-placed smack on his ass before leaning back on the bench, glowering down at Ryusei from over your nose. His fucked-out gaze could barely meet your own as the movement of his hips grew sloppy and his thighs quivered around your leg from the way you looked at him. He huffed, panting and drooling against your thigh as a slew of curses escaped his lips—he was close.

However, before he could enjoy the sweet, sweet euphoria of finally reaching his high, your hand threaded itself into his locks, peeled him off of you, and pushed him back into an opposing bench behind him. Ryusei gawked at you, utterly dumbfounded, as he slouched back against the bench, processing what had just happened. His cock, which was an angry red and throbbing, twitched against his thigh, thoroughly messy with pre. It took a moment, but his surprise soon gave way to frustration, and his face twisted with rage. Did you really just deny him?

“Y-Y/N, what the fu—”

“—Did you seriously think that you deserved to cum after the shit you pulled both on the field and in here, huh, Ryusei? Oh, don’t tell me you forgot that this was a punishment, babe.”

At your faux pout and mocking tone, he went silent, his face burning with indignation as his lips pressed themselves into a thin line. His eyes, despite being clouded by desire, had the faintest hints of vexation and desperation in them, which you picked up on. You rose to your feet, laughing at Ryusei's angrily pleading gaze, still desperate for his release but enraged that you refused to give it to him.

You bent over at the waist, grabbing his jaw in your palm, forcing your heated gazes to meet.

“Clean yourself up and get your ass back on that field, Ryu—and don’t you dare touch yourself, got it?”

Ryusei did not say anything in response; he just stared at you with that same disgruntled expression on his pretty face. Before long, he nodded, albeit not without the faintest of pouts appearing on his lips as he did so. You leaned in and gave his disheveled brims a quick peck before straightening up once more.

“Good. Now, hurry up,” You ordered as you began to make your way out of the locker room, however, not without casting a salacious stare over your shoulder in his direction. He was watching you go with his fists balled at his sides, his eyes begging for you to come back and let you finish. You didn’t.

“Don’t you worry your pretty lil’ head, Ryu. I’m dealing with you once practice is over.”

#blue lock #blue lock smut #bllk smut #bllk imagines #ryusei shidou #michael kaiser #michael kaiser smut #shidou smut #ryusei shidou smut #blue lock x male reader #bllk x male reader #i suck at writing endings pls god dont perceive me #vampiiebitez #blue lock imagines #blue lock x reader

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your thoughts on kaiser 😵‍💫

ms.kei !!! you already know i have some thoughts about him <3

kaiser being one of those guys that can’t stand when another man tries to flirt with you. he would get super pissed and he’d have to try his best to not completely sock the guy in the jaw. you’re his girl, nobody else’s.

he would take you from that guy. he wouldn’t scold you, but he’d make it known that he was jealous of the encounter. his grip on your thigh would be tight and you could just feel from his energy that he didn’t like that interaction one bit. kaiser doesn’t play around when it comes to you. you were the first person in his life that accepted him for who he was. you didn’t run away when he showed his ugly side. he adored you for that, so to possibly lose you? it scared him.

he’d take you to an empty parking lot and fuck your brains out. he would have you sitting on his lap with his cock nice and snug inside your warm pussy. he just can’t get enough. he makes you scream his name inside the car, making sure you know who’s the only one who can make you feel good.

“good girl, that’s my girl. you take me so fuckin’ well..”

#˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ new message: kei !#kaiser x reader #kaiser smut #michael kaiser x reader #michael kaiser smut #blue lock smut #blue lock x reader

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𖦹 ׂ 𓈒 II. EVERYONE GETS A TURN .ᐟ

info; you're Isagi Yoichi's girlfriend, who also had done a dirty deed with his friends. Today, you meet more of his friends <3

STARRING ; MICHAEL KAISER, MIKAGE REO, KARASU TABITO && OTOYA EITA, OLIVER AIKU, ++ ISAGI YOICHI !

cw. oral, bondage (handcuffs), use of blindfold, edging, exhibitionism, fingering, double penetration (anal && vaginal, EITA && KARASU), doggy, spanking, dumbification, degration, praise, cheating, mentions of stalking [KAISER'S PART], filming . AFAB!Reader

🖇 side note . I only changed the bonus scene / isagi's part , besides that, everything remained unchange . i physically, mentally, INTELLECTUALLY, whole heartedly, could not with the angst i had in mind when i first wrote this <\3 . changed that, though ! ;P

I. LET'S MEET THE OTHER FOUR !

Ever since your whole secret affair that's not so secret with Isagi's friend group, you found out they all knew except for Isagi himself that you've slept with all of them at least once. So, it took you by surprise when Isagi introduced you to his other set of friends, and some are not so considered as his friends.

MICHAEL KAISER was a surprise. You've least expected this one, and he least expected you, too. You knew Kaiser, as Isagi had told you about him once or twice, on how annoying he was on field, how he's such a cocky german bastard, and how he's over all a jerk. So it caught you off guard when someone called over to your boyfriend, and there he was, a tall figure with blonde hair and blue streaks. You noticed the rivalry despite being out of the soccer field, and you noticed how Isagi got extra possessive with you once he noticed that Kaiser was staring at you. Michael seemed to be.. amused with you. He found you cute, someone who didn't deserve to be with a medium average guy like Isagi, or so he thinks. He truly found your presence something else, and he was rather intrigued by it.

He had Ness search about you, stalk your socials, and literally get bits of information from you with your instagram posts, twitter updates, and all of your other social media accounts. You were lucky enough to have some of them privated, you're unaware that a bastard was stalking you. So, it caught you off guard once you noticed a familiar tall guy enter the cafè you're at. Michael Kaiser. He's.. he's here. You thought to yourself that it was just a coincidence, but little did you know that Michael saw your twitter update last night saying you're going out to this cafè.

"Oh? What a surprise. Yoichi's girlfriend." He smiled, looking at you with the same friendly (which is not so friendly at the same time) grin he gives Isagi. "Mind if I sit here? The place's too crowded." He questioned you, and you let him sit in the opposite direction of your seat. Though, it was rather awkward, but you aren't gonna lie, you'd take him too if he was willing.

Lucky for you, he was actually willing. He asked for your number, which he already knew, after meeting at the cafè and you gladly gave him your number. It didn't take long before he started being flirty over text. Sending you random updates, pickup lines, inviting you over to his place some time, and all of that stuff. So, you agreed to take a stop over by his house, and somehow, you're handcuffed and blindfolded, with only your panties left and having no idea on what Michael has planned for you.

"Look at you, all hopeless and pathetic." He commented, and you felt his hand trace chest, giving a few squeeze at your nipple which you would whine over, he was teasing you. You felt his hand draw lower, going with the curve of your waist, and dipping lower to your sex. "Hmm.. what should I do with you?" He stated out loud, he sounded sarcastic, and you whined. "Just touch me already, Kaiser..!" You whined, and he scoffed in return. "What an impatient bitch you are." He commented, but he was quick to discard your panties, and rubbing in a few circles on your folds. "Yoichi should've disciplined you better. Perhaps.. he doesn't at all?" He taunted you. You tried to stay silent, you had no awareness of the surroundings, or what he might do next. "Awh, though, I don't blame Yoichi for not disciplining you," he continued on, speeding up his fingers, and then giving your clit a spank. You whined at this, "maybe I should discipline you." He smirked, pushing you over making you lay down on the bed, and you felt warm tongue lick your folds. "I'll edge you over and over until you're finally back in your place, you good for nothing slut." He grunted, before diving back in your pretty cunt, making you see stars. His tongue felt so good, he knew how to use that stupid tongue of his. Maybe that was the only good purpose of his mouth.

You felt hopeless, though. Your hands were handcuffed, and his hands had a death grip on your thighs, spreading your legs all for him, not allowing you to close them. "I wonder what Yoichi would do if he finds out his bimbo girlfriend's having fun with his rival?" He pestered in between his kisses to your clit. "Shut it- ah!" you moaned, as you felt him licking and sucking back on your folds. You wanted to hate him as much as your boyfriend hated him, but you just couldn't. Not with him making you feel so good. He continued flicking on your abused clit, and his two fingers were inside your hole that was desperate for attention. This went on for a few more minutes, and your moans and whines were audible. He also bickered nonstop, degrading you to your fullest extent. He was harsher than all of his (yoichi)'s friends that you've slept with. And you were loving it.

"Ah! mngh.. Micha! 'm gonna- haah.. 'm gonna cum!" you said in between your moans, you felt yourself nearing your peak, and you wanted to come undone and get this over with. "Not gonna happen, you good for nothing bitch." he quickly removed his tongue from your clit, removing his fingers from your hole, and you felt empty. You were disappointed and frustrated that you didn't get to reach your high. "Wha- why'd you do that, Micha..!" You probed, your voice sounding whiny as you were so annoyed that he pulled away just when you were about to cum. "I told you, greedy cockslut, I won't let you cum. I'll discipline you until you know your place."

MIKAGE REO who was Nagi's best friend. Yoichi didn't introduce you to him, but Nagi did. You met up with Reo when Nagi invited you to the arcade with Isagi. Reo's a.. wealthy man. He really was- like, filthy rich. He spent money on you like it was nothing. Whenever you'd waste your tokens and get nothing, he would just buy another few thousand tokens and let you play again on the vending machine, but that certainly did not happen as Isagi ended up getting the stuff toy for you. You were hopeless with the vending machines. Reo could spend thousands on tokens, and you still won't be able to grab at least one plushie. He would often just laugh at you and your goofy actions at the arcade, but one thing he took seriously was whenever he'd get a glimpse of your panties at the arcade. Whenever you'd bend down to grab the prize from the vending machine, he'd step right behind you to prevent others from seeing your pretty panties, but to also only let himself be the only one to see your panties that easily traced your clit.

And needless to say, yes, it's wrong to do this to your friend's girlfriend, but what could be the harm, right? He was just helping you and preventing your panties from being seen by others. Atleast, that's what he tells himself. But deep down, he knows he has an ulterior motive. And he did not want to admit that, not at all. He has always been a reserved man, a man with manners, and a man who's been taught proper etiquette since birth, however, as of now, he's acting like some teenage boy who's never felt the touch of a girl. He was embarrassed of himself and felt guilty, so, he invited you for karaoke and dinner. Ofcourse, he invited Isagi, Nagi, and the other guys to hang out.

So when you two were sitting right next to each other on the dinner table, your friends and Isagi's friends all told him to sit the opposite direction of you to make it more 'romantic.' So he did just that. You two were both at the inner seat, facing each other, and Reo sat right next to you. You didn't mind, at all. The dinner went casual, everyone blabbering about soccer, asking about personal life, making jokes, and all of that stuff. If you were being honest, you were actually quite bored. It's not that you expected a lot from a casual dinner, but it's just that they were mostly focused on soccer and soccer just wasn't your fortè. You were beginning to get rather bored, but luckily for you, you're sitting right next to Mikage Reo, who'll entertain you and you'll never get bored with him. You sensed a big hand placed on your inner thigh, and a thumb stroking it. You looked down and saw Reo's hand. He continued to stroke your thigh for a few minutes, before his hand dropped down under your skirt, finding your panty. You detected a finger on your clit, and you looked at Reo. He looked back, and whispered something in your ear.

"Can you keep quiet, y/n?" He teasingly asked, a cheeky grin following after before he looked back to his friends, continuing the conversation as his fingers were rubbing onto your folds. "What the fuck, Reo.." you tugged onto his arm, and whispered that into his ear. You could easily get caught here, this was risky. Moreover, his hand still continued to persist in your folds, tugging your panty to the side, and inserting two fingers down your cunt. You bit the inside of your mouth, not allowing yourself to let out a sound. Isagi was literally just in front of you, and there was no way you'd let him find out what Reo was doing to you right now.

"Oh, yeah, Y/n, how did you and Isagi meet?" Kurona, who's Isagi's soccer partner at Bastard Münched, asked you. Your shoulders tensed up, and you gave him a half smile before answering. Reo ended up going faster, curling his fingers inside your pussy. "Ah.. erm, well, we met during.. uh, back in high.. um, highschool!" you exclaimed, you barely managed to conceal your moans, and Reo chuckled at your answer. Though, Isagi had his suspicions. "Are you okay, love?" Isagi pondered. This was wrong, Isagi's right in front of you concerned if you're feeling alright, but his friend is literally fingering your pussy just under the table, making you see stars. Your pussy clenched and tightened around Reo's fingers once Isagi asked, Reo took this as a hint that you got more aroused, and proceeded to continue with his pace, hitting and curling on a specific spot that made you want to crumble down your knees and just moan like some bitch in heat.

"Ah.. yeah! 'm okay, yoichi..!" you answered. Isagi only nodded, and you looked at Reo, sending him a glare, and Reo smirked before whispering something in your ear once more. "That turned you on, no? does the thrill turn you on further?" He pestered, his tone being menacingly seductive. You bit down your lower lip, this definitely turned you on. The thrill of doing this in public, the thrill that you could get caught any time soon made you feel your release earlier. A new found kink, a kink you never expected you'd have. Your thighs pressed shut together as you felt your release coming soon. Reo quickened up his fingers' pace, and allowed you to reach your high. Your walls squeezed his fingers inside you, and you made a mess on the seat and on Reo's fingers. Your hands were fisting on your skirt, and you tried not to let any noise squeal out your mouth. Somehow and successfully, you orgasmed without your boyfriend finding out. Reo then grabbed a tissue from his bag, and handed some to you to clean the seat up in secret without anyone finding out. Your thighs were shaking, though.

KARASU TABITO was a guy your boyfriend introduced to you and you honestly thought he was a playboy. Why? Because his best friend, OTOYA EITA, was always seen with a new girl every day. Many thought Karasu would be influenced by Otoya, but shockingly, no. He's not a play boy like his buddy over there. When Isagi first introduced you to them, Karasu was actually shy to talk to you. He felt mediocre because you literally were just the cutest. The fact that you were his type made him more embarrassed to just talk to you. Karasu tried his best to minimize conversations, avoid you if possible, but at the same time, remain calm and friendly. While Otoya on the other hand, shamelessly hitted up on you in front of Isagi. When he first saw you, he already had a pick up line ready for you. However, Isagi got protective over you and tried (keyword: tried) to get you away from Otoya. Otoya claimed it was a joke, because he wouldn't want a pretty girl out of his sight.

Eita and Karasu were often a duo, they would be seen together most times whenever Yukimiya Isn't around. Great minds think alike, right? There was one night where Karasu and Otoya were playing video games and Yukimiya was asleep, Otoya randomly brought you up as the topic. Otoya rambled on about how lucky Isagi is for having a pretty girl stuck to him like glue, but Karasu remained silent. He was.. well, he was shy. Even with just mentioning you up, he would get all flustered and embarrassed. Despite his tall figure, amazing physique, who knew he could be like a teenage girl in love? He honestly felt mediocre.

"I think I have a crush on her, Eita." Karasu blurted out in the call, and Otoya laughed in response. "Then take her away from Isagi! It's that simple!" Otoya chimed in on the call, but there was no way Karasu could do that. There was no way he would steal a friend's girlfriend.

So why, why are you here, riding on Otoya's cock and taking Karasu from behind? Well, this all started with Otoya's dumb idea to invite you guys over to his place. He said and claimed he just needed you to style him like how girls want a guy to look like, and Karasu to take photos for his Instagram. But that all ended up with you on top of Otoya, your pussy taking and gripping on his cock while Karasu was behind you, fucking up your ass. "Can't- can't..! Too- haah.. ngh! s'too much..!" You protested and moaned whilst Otoya jolted his hips upward and Karasu slowly thrust his dick on your ass. "I'm sure you can, you cocksleeve." Otoya murmured, stroking your hair as his other hand pressed on your waist. Karasu on the other hand prepped kisses on your neck, not leaving a hickey cause Isagi might find out and they'd heavily be in danger.

"right, Karasu? Our little slut here can surely take both of us in, ah- shit," otoya groaned, feeling your pussy tighten up on his dick as he slowed down his pace on thrusting up on your cunt. "You're so goddamned tight." He commented. "Ah.. right, yeah, she can take us." Karasu slowly agreed, before giving your ass a spank. Oh how long Karasu wanted to do this. He wanted this moment badly. You winced at the sharp feeling of pain registering, and you whined. Your mind was becoming cock drunk of Otoya thrusting up in your abused pussy, and Karasu wrecking your asshole. You felt like some sex toy, like a fleshlight. "Ah shit, keep on tightening up like that, ngh, and I might, ah- fuck, I might cum." Otoya grunted as he sped up, along with Karasu also fastening up to match Otoya's rhythm. Their cocks were in sync, one goes out, and the other goes in. Your mind was becoming a mess, loud moans and whimpers coming out of your lips as the two made a slut out of you, making you go dumb on both their cocks. "I'm gonna- fuck, cum, you can take it, right? you can sureeeely take my cum inside you." Karasu moaned in your ear, and you nodded in response. You're too dumb to think, tears pooling down at your face, moans and whines of nonsense coming out of your pathetic mouth. It didn't take long before you orgasmed down on Otoya's cock, which he soonly followed after, filling your cute pussy up to the brim. Karasu pulled out and gave his cock a few strokes, jerking it off and cumming right on your ass cheeks, making a dirty sight on your back.

The two pulled out and rested you down on Otoya's bed, and Karasu grinned as they looked at you, your eyes shut tight, your hands gripping on the sheets, and you were left panting. "Nice view, ain't it, Eita?" "Psh, I could get used to this."

OLIVER AIKU whom your boyfriend also considered as a playboy. He looked like he was in his 30s. You refused to believe it at first when he said he was just 19. But you wont lie to yourself, he looked reaaaallyyyyy attractive. The first time he saw you, he thought Isagi had invited a random chick to hang out with. Turns out, he was heavily mistakened and Isagi had to be on guard with him all the time whenever you're around. Oliver wouldn't deny the fact you were stunning, no, you were drop dead gorgeous in his eyes. He wanted to make you one of the girls he keeps for company. You seemed like the sweet type, and he wanted to ruin you. To corrupt that mind of yours, little does he know you've already been corrupted a long time ago, but still. You looked so cute in his vision, walking and running around with that short skirt of yours and that blouse that Oliver wanted to rip apart. He never thought he would have the opportunity to have a taste of you, that is until he saw you in the local bar, drinking all by yourself without your boyfriend.

He wondered, what could a girl, a pretty girl like you be doing here in a bar? Do you not know the dangers of going alone without someone to protect you? There were alot of bastards, so why aren't you with anyone? He then made his way and sat right next to you at the counter and silently looked at you, you noticed his presence and looked right back at him. You were caught off guard that one of Yoichi's friends would be here. "O-Oh! Aiku, hello." You waved at him, nervously. "Hello, yoichi's girl. Why are you here?" He questioned, thinking of all the possibilities of why you were all alone. "Yoichi and I .. we had a little misunderstanding," you sighed, Bachira was busy, and he wasn't there to 'comfort' you so you went to the nearest bar to let yourself go for a moment and block out everyone. "Doesn't seem that little to me." Aiku opined, looking at your figure who seemed to be sober. "Whatever it is.. I'm too tired to fix it right now, maybe I just need to figure things out first." You continued further, swinging your feet back and forth.

"You shouldn't be out here all alone." Oliver got up, going down from his seat and looking at you. "You should go home already, or if you're not ready to see that egoist stricker yet, you can stay at my place." He offered, and ofcourse, who were you to decline that? You needed a place to stay at and you refused to look at Isagi or even go home. So you took his offer. Maybe your perspective of him has changed, maybe he's not so bad. Maybe he's here to genuinely comfort you, maybe he's.. maybe he's different from Isagi's other friends.

Wrong. Very, very, very wrong. He was no different at all. You thought he would be sincere and genuinely comfort you, right? Why did you even expect that from a playboy in the first place? Here you are, your ass up in the air and your face buried down on the pillows. "Aiku.. please." You sobbed from the pillows, you were vulnerable. "You're impatient, baby." He stated before pressing his dick on your folds. You turned your head and looked over to him, he had the cockiest grin you've ever seen from anyone else you fucked with. You whined, getting impatient. "Geez, fine, fine." He sighed, before entering your pussy in one go to teach you a lesson. Your eyes opened wide, a loud and long moan came out from your lips when he bottomed out just like that. The pain was something, but it also felt so.. good. He was big.

"Aww, look." He coos, placing a hand on your tummy that had a bulge of his dick. "You're.. you're too- mph- too big..!" You squealed when he pressed his hand on the bulge of his dick on your stomach. "Yeah yeah, you asked for this, didn't ya?" He scoffed, before starting to slowly thrust in and out of your pussy. His dick covered in your slit, and a white ring on the base of his cock. He was so big, and it made you feel so full. "Do you like it? Yeah? Fuck, you like being fucked like this?" He asked, his hands gripping on your waist to keep you steady and you were already crying on the sheets. "yes, yes, yes, hngh, ah! fuck, sooooo good.." you moaned out, his dick hits a certain spot that makes you see stars every time.

He filled you up so well, it felt right to have his dick inside your pussy. His pace was getting faster and faster, and getting harsher than before. Your moans and sobs filled the room, and Oliver was enjoying this moment. Hearing your stupid desperate pleads for more and moaning his name like some prayer, it felt amazing. You didn't differ from all the other girls he's slept with before, but you felt better than most of 'em. Your warm pussy gripping him so tight, it wouldn't let go of his dick and just kept sucking him back in. What a nasty whore you really are. His hand suddenly slapped your ass, and you moaned loudly when he did that. "Oh? You like that? Are you a masochist?" he teased, before grabbing both of your hands to your back and pulling you upwards as he continued to mercilessly pound on your cunt from behind. "Look at your expression, it's adorable." He kissed your neck, before letting go of both of your hands and placing his hand on your neck to keep you steady, choking you.

"Haah..! Fuck, oliveeer.. !!" you whined out as you felt your mind go hazy as he choked you, and a smirk was on his face as you cried out. Your walls gripped on him, tightening up as your peak was coming. "Fuck, go, milk my cock." He instructed, and you were quick to do as he says, milking on his cock. Cumming straight onto his cock as he soon followed afterwards, painting your walls white. You felt him let go of your throat and a long moan of his name left your mouth as you orgasmed, and your body falling back on his bed.

Both of you were left panting and breathing for air, as his thumb stroked your ass. “You're so.. fuck, you did amazing.”

BONUS SCENE !!

ISAGI YOICHI, your boyfriend, wasn’t all dumb and oblivious. Ofcourse, he knew deep down inside how you were sleeping with his friends.

He knew that you were literally being tossed around in his circle of friends and being used as some cum dumpster.

He knew about this– it all started when he noticed how often his friends would ask you to a simple “hangout” and whenever you’d come back home, you'd always say you’re too tired and have him baby you all day.

He noticed how often your panties would have cum stains that weren’t yours– neither his.

Isagi had to teach you a lesson, and even his friends. He knows you’ll always come back crawling to him. That’s why you’re being fucked by his cock from behind, and to your embarrassment and humiliation, being recorded.

Isagi was drilling his cock in your pussy, all while filming it. It felt so humiliating, but the feeling of his cock made you lose all sense of self respect.

“you’re such a fuckin’ whore, aren’t you, baby?” isagi groaned as he bent down to whisper that to your ear, still keeping the phone aimed at your pretty pussy.

“you’ll always– fuck, come back t’me, right?” he scoffed, while all you could do was whine and mewl under him. “use your words, you slut.” he demanded, and you did your best to please him.

“mmph– ah! yes, fuck– always g’nna go back to you, ichi, haaahnh– feels so good!” you moaned from behind, shamelessly. If you were still stable, you’d definitely never get the courage to say that so damn loud, but Jesus, Isagi’s cock was all too much for you.

“turn around, baby, wanna see your pretty face.” he commanded, and you did just that, fixing your position as isagi grabbed the phone, showing the state you were in to the camera before hammering again inside you.

Your tits bounced rhythmically to his thrusts and your tears pooling down to your cheeks.

“so damn pretty like that.” isagi chuckled, but his soft demeanor differed from how hard he fucked your sweet cunt.

“love you– ah! love you, ichi–!” you mewled, trying to hide your face but you knew it just wouldn’t lead to something good, not with isagi.

“heh, love you too, sweetheart.” he said in a low groan, before pulling out and jerking his cock off in a fast pace

Your pussy twitched as his tip rested on your clit, and not long after, he came all over your lower abdomen and pussy, spurting his white seed all over you.

“pose for the camera, baby.” he says, his tone much sweeter now. Maybe a hard fuck had helped a little to his feelings.

You only whined, before hiding your face which earned a laugh from him. “love you, yoichi.” you voiced out, not caring about the camera.

He stopped filming from there, and placed his phone right beside his side of the bed before lowering himself to the sheets, and laying right beside you, kissing your face all over.

He smiled at you, Isagi was still upset over you basically cheating on him, but could he really resist you?

“get some rest, baby.” he replies, before pulling you to a hug, your face snuggled on his chest as you hugged him back.

after a while, he heard soft snoring from you, as you had completely fallen asleep.

However, Isagi wasn’t done, fun had just begun.

he slowly got up, grabbed his phone, sent the whole video of you being fucked dumb by him to his groupchat with his friends (who you’ve 100% slept with)

“sorry losers, she’s still mine”

#bllk x you #blue lock #blue lock x reader #bllk smut #bllk x reader #blue lock smut #bllk #michael kaiser smut #mikage reo smut #oliver aiku smut #karasu tabito #otoya eita smut #isagi yoichi smut

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satrs · 1 year

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𝐈'𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝☆.｡

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ;° 𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮.

ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ; Shidou Ryusei. Barou Shoei. Michael Kaiser. Alexis Ness.

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ; 1.2k

Tags; !NSFW CONTENT MDNI! riding (duh). unprotected sex. dirty talk. teasing. cockwarming(?). size kink(Barou). overstim. nicknames (baby, good girl, darling, princess). edging (Ness). nipple play (kaiser).

ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP! // NOT PROOFREAD!

SHIDOU RYUSEI.

“Keep goin’”, he egged you on, motivating you too increase your speed. Thighs burning from the rentless movement of your hips, wishing for just at least a little bit of Ryusei’s support.

He on the other hand, laid back, both of his hands positioned on the back of his head, enjoying the show.

“Please, Ryu! Can’t do it alone!” Your mewls caused him to throb inside of you, lustful smirk adoring his handsome face. “C’mon baby, you can do it. Your a big girl, hmm?“

You couldn’t handle the teasing anymore, pleading and begging him too take over and stop his teasing antics.

Deciding to put an end to your endless pleas, he placed both of his hands on either side of your hips, holding them in place.

Before you could start to protest, he snapped his hips up into you rapidly, ripping out a loud moan off your lips. Ryusei let out a fereal groan as he felt your pussy clench thighly around him. “Fuckkkk, just like that”, he breathed out.

You soon felt the familiar knot at the pit of your stomach, high pitched moan errupting out of you, tears forming at your underlashes from the sheer amount pleasure he was giving you, blurring your vision.

“Shit, you close baby?”, he questioned, strong rythm of his hips never once stopping. You were quick to nod your head frantically, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you closely aproached your high.

“Me too, baby. Give it too me- fuck! Cum ‘round my dick”, his voiced laced in immense lust, low moans leaving his mouth - you just feel too good around him.

It only took you one more of his sharp thursts too fall over the edge, face twisting at the euphoric feeling, babbling cries of his name over and over.

“Fuck- take it baby, take it all”, he moaned out, fluids painting your velvet walls. Your body dissapointing your mind, falling on top of Shidou out of exhaustion.

You felt his hot breath against your neck, peppering kisses on your neck. His hard grip on your hips letting go, thumb drawing soft circles onto your hip.

“You can give me one more, right baby?”

BAROU SHOEI.

It was so overwhelming - taking in his great size, your walls fluttering around him.

“Taking me like a champ. What a good girl”, he mumbled under his breath, big hands roughly taking ahold of your rear, giving it a firm squeeze.

“’s so good, so good, Sho’.” Your mind was filled with lust, needily grinding your hips down onto his dick. You choked on a moan as his hips stuttered up into yours in need.

Growing more needy with every second passing, you began too moving up and down on him, skin smacking against each other. He began too melt like putty in your hands, throwing the back of his hand onto his face while thightly shutting his eyes, other hand having an iron grip on your hip in an attempt to slow down your forceful movements.

“I’ll cum if you keep fuckin’ me like - shittt, like that, princess.” Barou’s mind was no longer able to think straight, only thing on his mind being your walls milking his cock so good.

“Mhm, me too Sho’! I’m so, so close, baby”, your moans echoing through the room, only edging him nearer too his anticipating high.

With the next roll of your hips, the both of you fell apart, waves of pleasure crashing over you in a forceful wave.

After you both came down from your high, panting while trying to catch your breaths, Barou let out an almost animalistic growl, startling you.

“Again baby, please, one more time”, Barou whined, out of breath, cock hardening inside of you again.

You couldn’t help but moan out at the sight of his desperate state - hair messily laying around his head, pants leaving his mouth and eyebrows knitted together in lust, features drenched in desire.

You couldn’t possibly deny the pleas of your king, could you?

MICHAEL KAISER.

You didn’t know how long the both you were at it at this point, your mind a complete mess, only being able to focus on Kaiser hitting every pleasurable spot inside of you, causing your toes too curl.

“N-no more! I-I can’t-”, your words were cut off with a particulary sharp thurst from him, causing you too fall forward, hands clinging onto his broad shoulders, sighs and moans driving out of you.

“Oh? No more you say? Alright then.” A smirk displayed on his lips as he slowed down his hips until completely halting, grinning at the whines leaving your lips.

“What’s wrong? I thought you wanted ‘no more’?”, he cooed in a teasing manner, causing you too groan in frustration, not sure what you want yourself.

“You know what I meant”, you mumbled earing a low chuckle from the male. “No, I don’t. Why don’t you use your mouth and tell me?”

You couldn’t stand the teasing any longer, your hands softly gliding along his upper arm, traveling down to the hands placed on your hips, tearing them off your body and pinning them down onto both sides of his head.

“Actions speak louder than words, right?”, you innocently questioned him, gaze not wavering from his eyes as you slowly began too rock your hips, leading his hand to your breast, urging him to squeeze it.

Your moans filled his mind, making him feel dizzy. “Yes they do, f-fuck”, he let out a satified sigh, placing his unoccupied had onto your ass, setting a steady rythm for you.

You threw your head back in ecstasy, as he leaned up to take your nipple into his mouth, sucking on it harshly.

As your moans increased, you let your gaze wander down, searching for his eyes, only to find him looking up right back at you, hand on your ass letting go to place a hard slap onto it, getting back to grabbing it harshly, fat of your ass spilling out off the sides of his grip.

You knew that the both of you were far from done, the real show starting now.

ALEXIS NESS.

“You’re doing so well for me, Ness”, you let out a soft sigh, firmly grinding your hips down onto his, earning a needy whine from him.

“Gosh, please, slow down Y/N, I don’t wanna’ cum yet!”, Ness mewled out, too fucked out and drowing in pleasure to possibly wanting to stop now, wanting to never leave this euphoria, the delicious feeling of your creamy pussy around him.

“Can’t do, baby. I’m so close, wanna’ cum”, you breathed out, tight coil in your stomach threatening too snap in two, desperatly wanting to reach your high.

“Please. Don’t want it to end just yet- fuck!”, Ness begged and pleaded you, too no avail. You greedily rocked up and down, moans driving an octave higher, leaning down too swallow your lover’s moans.

But the high you desperatly chased never arriving, Ness suddenly taking ahold of your hips, holding them in place firmly. “I told you, not yet, darling,” Ness’ deep voice echoing through the room.

“No! Nonono I was so close, Ness! So close!”, you cried out, desperatly trying to break free of his firm grip.

“Patience, darling”, Ness purred, leaning his head forwards too your head, claiming your lips in a sensual and soft kiss, hand kneading your tit sensually, leaving you in the pure bliss of the moment.

His hips snapped up into yours in an torturously slow pace, leaving you just at the edge of you anticipating pleasurable high, causing tears of frustration to come forward at your lashline.

The sight of your tears filled Ness with an odd but pleasurable sensation, his dick twitching inside of you in response, letting out a low moan.

“Just a little more alright? I’ll give it to you. I promise.”

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