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sleepysnk · 1 year

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hanma + his girlfriend whose oblivious to the fact that his roommate is hitting on her 🤍

a/n: cijsjxjwjd i saw this and was very intrigued, but nonetheless, my brain was working at 3 am and here we are. sorry if this is shitty 😭! thank you for sending this in by the way! 🫶🏻

pairings: hanma shuji x fem!reader

warnings: modern au, college au, slight kisaki x reader, flirting, jealousy, possessiveness, nsfw, smut, some exhibitionism, unprotected sex, dirty talk, praising, use of pet names (doll, babydoll, princess, baby), some rough sex, breeding kink.

thrill ft. hanma shuji

He really hated how fucking oblivious you were.

He watched with sharp eyes how you stood there with that gorgeous smile on your face, speaking with his roommate oh so casually. Giggles flew past your lips at the little jokes Kisaki cracked to make you laugh. He wouldn’t have said a word, but a certain sentence made Hanma almost question his entire friendship with the man he had been living with for the past two years.

“Your laugh is cute.. really cute actually.”

Hanma could not stop thinking about it.

When you paused in your snickering, he figured you would have abandoned the conversation, but you didn’t. Instead, you did the exact opposite and kept speaking with Kisaki. You even thanked him for his compliment. Hanma couldn’t believe that his flirtation went completely over your head. He was the only one who caught onto it. He knew Kisaki Tetta better than anybody else, and he knew damn well when he was trying to get at something he craved.

He wanted to do something about it. It wasn’t the first time Kisaki had said something suspicious around you. Yet, you didn’t say a word and assumed it was platonic. However, Hanma knew that wasn’t true at all. He was done with your ignorance and he was ready to crack.

That’s how you ended up with your legs thrown over Hanma’s shoulders. His cock pressing deep into your womb, sending you over the edge from the euphoric feelings. He wasn’t showing any mercy either. He didn’t care how loud you were or how you practically begged him to not stop with tears brimming at your lash line.

A sadistic smile wore itself into his gorgeous features. He had the best view in the whole fucking world, and he wasn’t going to let anyone, not even Kisaki, get a chance to see it. You were his. You were his angelic little girlfriend. He wasn’t about to share you.

The hand with ‘Sin’ tattooed on it trailed down your abdomen slowly. Your flesh was like silk beneath his slender fingers. “Shiiiit, you’re driving me crazy, princess.” he slurred.

Your fingernails clawed at the skin on his shoulders. The pleasure became almost unbearable from how great his thrusts were. You could hardly keep up with him. “H-Hanma! It’s.. too m-much! Ah!“ your head fell backwards onto the pillows behind you, eyeballs disappearing beneath your eyelids.

God, you were so fucking stunning like that. He honestly wished you could see yourself the way he did, because he couldn’t get enough.

Your lips were swollen with drool pooling deep within your mouth, your pretty eyes were glassy with tears, and most of all, your delicious cunt was sucking his cock in perfectly. A white ring wrapped around the base, allowing him to slide inside you with such ease. If he wasn’t careful, he’d slip out, and he couldn’t allow that. Not when you’ve been taking him like the good girl you were.

Squeezing your thigh, he pushed your legs apart further so he could stare at your pussy. It was so swollen and wet. He could feel his mouth watering at how it looked. “F-Fuck.. yeah, you take me so well, baby.” he groaned, “M-Might have to put one in ya, babydoll. You’re so fucking good.”

He smirked when he felt your walls quiver around him tightly. You always preferred when he came inside of you. Your velvety walls covered with his cum were sending you into a frenzy. “Inside..! P-Please, Hanma!” you blubbered, looking at him with desperation in your eyes.

He scoffed, placing your legs around his waist so he could angle himself. It’d be perfect for him to fuck his cum deep inside of you. “Yeah..? Want my cum in you, princess?” he cooed. “Such a pretty baby.. I’ll make sure you’re full.”

Hanma’s golden eyes flashed towards the clock beside the bed. He smiled devilishly when he realized that a certain someone was just a few minutes away. He knew you’d be embarrassed, but Hanma wanted Kisaki to know that you’re not to be messed with. He’d have to sit there and watch as Hanma made you cum, not him. He was the only one who could send you over the fucking edge.

Your second orgasm was already on the horizon. The knot beneath your belly was tightening with every little thrust. Hanma could feel the way you were clenching down on him. He was determined to make you reach it. He wanted to see you fall apart underneath him. You were always the prettiest when you screamed his name.

White stars danced along your vision as he poked at your g-spot. You were slowly losing yourself. Your mind becoming lost within a thick cloud surrounding it. “I-I’m gonna.. cum! Hanma! Oh, Hanma! Right there!” you cried, your thighs beginning to tremble as your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave on a shore.

Hanma intertwined your fingers with his as you came. He was so close to his own high, but you looked too pretty to not admire. “That’s it, doll. Cum for m-me..” his hips began to stutter as his cock twitched inside of you. “Gonna fill up this pretty cunt.. make it all mine.”

You watched him with hazy eyes as he fucked you with such desire. The grip he had on your hand was so tight that his knuckles turned white. The effects of your orgasm were slowly disappearing, and you started to feel that white-hot pleasure again. All that came from your lips were whimpers and whines for him to cum inside you.

A loud groan suddenly escaped his mouth as he finally reached his orgasm. Thick, white spurts of cum began to cover your pretty walls, filling you completely. Hanma practically emptied himself inside of your cunt, and he had zero regrets.

Panting, he leaned down to catch your lips on his. The kiss you shared was sloppy, but passionate. It honestly turned him on all over again, so he’d probably have to shove you into the shower so he could have another round with you. Plus, he didn’t have to clean a mess.

“Ahem.”

The two of you turned your heads to meet an embarrassed, but angry Kisaki. The blonde stared at his roommate with annoyance.

Hanma knew it was coming, especially since he was fucking his sweet girlfriend on Kisaki’s bed.

“Sorry, couldn’t help myself ♡.”

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toji-girl · 2 months

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in front | s. gojo

synopsis: What was supposed to be a relaxing night out by yourself ended completely differently than you ever thought would happen.

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tags: 18+ ONLY content + explicit smut: minors and empty blogs DNI + not beta read + repost from my old blog + modern au + public sex + teasing + fingering + exhibitionism + slight male masturbation + cunnilingus + porn with no plot + creampie + mentions of alcohol but no one is under the influence + pet names + any missing tag please lmk

“Did you know that three out of four people fantasize about having sex in public?” Satoru asked suddenly dipping his pinkie in the liquid amber before pulling it out slowly and rubbing it against the rim of his glass, crystal blue eyes focused on you with a smirk on his lips.

You locked eyes with him and glanced around the busy bar holding your own glass as he scooted to the seat next to you and after a long shift, you wanted nothing more than to relax for the night until Satoru Gojo showed up, an old friend and co-worker.

You raised an eyebrow and leaned in fanning your breath over his face, “Is that so? Let me guess, me and you make up the two of the three but who’s the third person?” You asked pulling away taking a swig of your drink that spread warmth through you as Satoru grinned draping a long arm around your shoulder as he glanced at Kento who sat across the bar too engrossed in something with the bartender.

A laugh interrupted what Satoru thought was a smooth move. “Nanami and public sex don’t mix, he’s the type to keep it to the bedroom.” You said matter-of-factly almost daring your friend to stand up wearing the same stupid grin as he leaned back brushing his lips against your ear.

“I think you’d be surprised.” He whispered standing up with a smirk.

You watched with wide eyes as Saturo sauntered over to Kento who turned away from the conversation with furrowed eyebrows already tired of the white-haired man who sat next to him, blue eyes landed on you as he whispered something in his ear trying to fluster Nanami.

It was a thought that crossed your mind once or twice, having the both of them since you met both of them in college what felt like years ago and worked with them shortly after graduating for a while.

Satoru stood and clapped Kento’s shoulder before walking back over to you taking a drink sitting down again laying his head on your shoulder with a big sigh.

“Seems that you’re right, I thought since it involved you he would be more interested. Are you still into public sex?” He asked teasingly.

“I hope you aren’t trying to seduce me enough to go in the bathroom with you? When was the last time they cleaned it?” You asked smoothing down his hair that was tickling your neck, it was comfortable between you two, while sometimes he was an ass you still appreciated the humor and the way he has no filter.

It’s been a running joke between everyone that you and Satoru would end up together, it was only a matter of time but you weren’t entirely sure if he wanted that but here he was bringing up having public sex with you.

At first, you thought he was joking just to get a reaction out of you but when his hand dropped to your knee and he sat up his lips now against your pulse you knew he wasn’t joking.

“Who said anything about the bathroom?” He whispered against the frantic beat of your heart, sweat broke out over your forehead as you whipped your head to look at him blinking a few times.

“Then where?” You asked curiously feeling your pussy gush, Satoru smiled lazily as he leaned back rimming his glass again as he looked you up and down eyeing your bare legs from the dress you wore, his eyes sparkled as he leaned back in leaving a trail of light kisses up your neck using his free hand to cup the other side of your neck.

“You are wearing a dress and I can only imagine something like lace panties underneath?” He teased dropping his hand to the front of your neck dragging the tips of his fingers down between your breasts and stomach until he reached the hem of your dress slowly sliding his hand between your legs stopping when he felt the fabric, he smirked knowing he was right.

You swallowed around the lump in your throat holding his gaze while he finally caressed your cunt over your panties, “Oh, I was right.” He said lowly moving the fabric to the side rubbing slow circles on your clit and hearing you gasp and bite your lip.

He moved in closer hovering his lips against yours, “Just don’t scream and we’ll be ok, no one is paying attention to us, baby, just take it, yeah?” He whispered.

It was hard not to make a noise even with the volume in the bar like Satoru said they won’t hear you nor was anyone looking at you both but it didn’t matter, it felt like you were having a hot flash as you grabbed his elbow and looked around looking for a quiet place somewhere more quiet and private,

“Let’s go.” He said standing up and extending a hand out to you, the hand that was just under your dress.

You were quick to stand holding his hand following him to a dark corner of the bar with a small couch, Satoru sat down and pulled you down on his lap facing everyone, the lights were focused on the dance floor so it was nearly impossible now for anyone to see as he bunched up your dress to your hips before spreading your legs reaching between your legs grabbing your panties pulling them between your lips as he hummed softly.

“You can see everyone but they can’t see you, does it make you just so wet knowing that?” He teased letting go to slide his fingers in stroking you lazily at first before slowly thrusting two slender digits in you hearing you gasp and slap a hand over your mouth.

Satoru took his sweet time pumping in and out while his other hand made quick work of sliding your straps down your shoulders leaning in kissing the exposed flesh.

People could glance over but they wouldn’t see anything really just shadows thanks to the dim lights on either side of the couch, you ground against his hand gripping his pants as you tried to move to the beat of the music, “You’re dripping all over my hand sweetheart,” Satoru teased grazing your sensitive spot hearing you whine and lean back against his chest.

You were pretty much immune to Saturo and his teasing, he was like a teenager most times but now he was pure liquid sex driving you closer to your orgasm brushing his thumb against your clit as his teeth sunk in the tender flesh of your shoulder, “Tell me how it feels.” He demanded.

“It feels-” You lost the word for a moment as your hips danced to the heavy beat succumbing to your climax, your pussy fluttered and clenched around Satoru’s fingers which stilled rubbing and curling softly as he pulled out ever so slowly you could feel your slick dribble out making a mess on your thighs and his pants.

You whimpered as he helped you up spreading his long legs wider to push his pants down freeing his aching cock that he took in his hand that was covered in your cum using it as lube while he jerked himself off quickly looking up at your cunt that glistened with white pearls, he groaned at the sight wanting a taste and pushed you forward as you held the edge of the table in front feeling his tongue lap between your folds up and down before drawing your clit in his mouth while working his fist up and down his dick.

It was the most erotic and dangerous game you ever played, dancing on the thin line of being caught and staying completely hidden letting Satoru Gojo eat you out from behind, he pulled away watching his spit bridge from his mouth to your puffy pussy that quivered while he blew his breath over your cunt before pulling you back down rubbing his swollen pre-cum smeared head against your clit, he kept one arm wrapped around your waist while reaching between your legs spreading you open.

Satoru teased your fluttering hole slowly thrusting the head in and out until he bottomed out pulling you closer to him, you hissed from the stinging sensation that fizzled out into pleasure letting him slowly rock his hips against you, he grabbed your jaw forcing you to look out at the crowd, “I’ve thought about the many ways I could fuck you but nothing compares to this,” He grunted feeling you pulse tight around him.

Your slick covered his cock dribbling down to his balls making more of a mess as he matched the tempo with his hips to the music that kept playing, you hung on to the table for dear life trying to keep your whimpers down as you arched your spine and threw your head back.

“Gojo!” Hearing his name set a fire deep in the pit of his stomach, the way it flowed from you made him falter for a second then continue going faster and harder hearing the couch rock and creak under him.

His orgasm was near and it only grew closer the way you clawed trying to find something to sink your nails in finding purchase in the side of his thighs when he thrusted harder going deeper than he’s ever been, your toes curled and your eyes went cross feeling him throb then cum inside your spasming cunt with thick hot ropes, both of you sat panting and staying still while Satoru rubbed small circles in your back.

“You know I never asked Nanami the question, I just told him to make sure no one came to this corner.” He whispered in your ear letting you melt against him with a huff and a light slap on his thigh.

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shisnhou · 2 years

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tw: mind break (?) and exhibition. do tell if i missed any!

the hills

as a working man who loves to indulge himself and dip out of reality when he‘s working, nanami kento hates being disturbed, whether it may be through a simple clack of a click pen, or a sound of someone slurping their coffee, he absolutely hates it.

and most especially, he hates being disturbed when he‘s spending quality time with you.

"k- ken!" you‘re yelling his name, desperately holding onto the head board with your fingers slipping with every second due to the sweat glistening your skin. meanwhile, nanami from behind you grunts quietly, feeling his own sweat drip down his skin as he feels you tighten around him like a vice grip.

"feeling good, angel?" he asks the question by sweetly whispering into your ear. his hands are tightly holding you by your waist, as he thrusts deep into you, with the natural curve of his pretty and huge cock just hitting your insides in the best way possible.

"mhm!" you‘re babbling your answers that are slowly becoming almost incomprehensible words. your spit slipping from the corner of your mouth, eyes crossing themselves as you hold onto your last piece of sanity. "f- feels so good ken!" you add with your tongue almost lolling itself out of your mouth.

"yeah?" his much bigger hand holds your jaw not so tight and turns your face to look at you. his brown orbs laced with lust meet with your teary yet pleasured ones, making him smile in pure lust. "if you‘re feeling so good then keep yourself here f‘me okay? don‘t slip away from me okay?" he softly orders— not asks— directly under your ear, kissing the sweet spot on your neck.

"o- okay-" you respond, smiling sweetly back at him. "i‘ll be a good girl for you k- ken." it‘s almost as if you have hearts forming in your eyes, just for him; triggering him to almost lose it. in his eyes, there‘s also a certain glint as he looks at you a reserved for you and you only, the same glint in his eyes that stays when he sees you with that sweet smile on your face.

"mhm, be a good girl f‘me okay? and i‘ll—"

and then his phone suddenly rings.

his thrusts don‘t stop as he looks at his phone and then looks back at you. with swift fingers, he kills the call and goes straight back at you; pretending as if it never happened. however, not even a mere minute later, it rings again. for the second time, he‘s killing the call with a suppressed groan , apologizing underneath his breath with his dick still making you go crazy.

"‘m sorry angel, these people just don‘t—" and for the third time, once again, his ring tone blares throughout the room, comparing to the sounds of your pornographic moans, the music in the background, and the skin slapping around the room. "—seem to know how important my quality time with you is." he hisses.

"‘s okay ken, we can finish later." you deliriously smile at him, assuring him with a kiss on his cheek. but nanami kento raises a brow at you, looking at you confused.

"finish later? you think i‘m halting our time together for them?" and in one sudden fluid move: he‘s flipping you and him. now, he‘s underneath you, while you‘re on top of him.

"k- ken?" you‘re flustered, stuttering, whereas he reaches out for his phone with one hand on your ass, kneading the soft skin. "what‘re you up to?" the uncertainty and anxiety lacing your voice does nothing but make him smirk as his fingers lay over the green button on his phone.

"if they‘re going to disturb me: they‘re gonna have to deal with what they‘re disturbing."

and then his finger presses on the green button.

"keep going baby." he presses a chaste kiss to your lips.

his hand ushers you to move, grabbing your ass and making you ride him steadily just the way he likes it. his eyes are on you, and his tongue darting across his lips.

"what do you want?" his voice, although it seems bored, his face tells a different story. a teasing look stays on his face, his eyes squinting in excitement and pleasure as he watches you. his index finger moves to the front of his lips, signifying you to keep quiet.

"i already s— sent you the files." he‘s grinning ear to ear although the middle of his sentence has been cut off because of the feeling of you clench around him tightly. "a week ago, i did. don‘t you try to mess me around."

"no. i didn‘t. i‘m sure." he‘s looking deep into your eyes. the same hand that was on your ass now moving up your nipple, squeezing and tugging at it delectably. the sensation has gotten you to bite down your lip, forcing you to stop the moan from exiting your lips.

"k— ken i‘m close.." you mumble, both your hands now beside each side of his head to support yourself before you could fall on his chest. nanami nods at that, kissing your neck and making a light red hickey before he whispers something you can‘t catch.

"i‘m busy right now, i‘ll get to it later." and then, he‘s thrusting up into you. the sudden pressure and pleasure catches you off-guard, eliciting another erotic moan from you, and instead of stopping you, he seems to be encouraging you: by thrusting his cock in a better angle.

"ken 'm so c- close." you whisper into his other ear. the clenching around his cock makes him go almost ballistic, making him pull you into a searing kiss despite the person on the other line still being present.

"‘m close too pretty." he whispers against your lips, situating the bottom one softly between his teeth. he then loses all sorts of restraint as both hands of his hold your waist, forcing you down on his cock and meeting the thrust halfway, his tip sweetly kissing at your sweet spot once more.

"kento!" and then you‘re moaning so loudly, so lewdly, so sinfully that nanami doesn‘t even have it in him to stop you from doing so, simply allowing it and even letting himself release a loud groan of your name as well.

the other side of the phone has been long forgotten, however the man on the other side is still calling for nanami; frantically yelling his name. nanami curses the man underneath his breath as kisses you tenderly and runs a hand through your hair.

"i‘m gonna have to get back to you later, i‘m busy— busy with what? i‘m doing something— something? i‘m doing the love of my life. i‘ll call you back."

i think i made errors idfk

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portfolio-of-dreams · 2 years

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just, friends? | yuta okkotsu x afab! reader

warnings: 18+, minors dni! enemies to lovers(ish), yuta is mean, sparring/fighting, (do you count that?), dom! yuta, a lil possessive, marking, nipple play, shower sex, spiting, slight exhibitionism, reader gets called baby, language, pussy inspection, oral (f!receiving), orgasm denial, dacryphilia, cervix fucking, tummy buldge, creampie, unprotected sex (wear ur raincoat), slight dumbification, reader gets spanked once, dirty talk (kinda ig), squirting, cum eating, cum … swapping.

w/c: 3.5k

a/n: back on my yuta brainrot. another thank you to @xshinigamikittenx for being my beta-reader. you’re awesome and your comments make my day. kissing u softly. REPOST TO SEE SOMETHING.

“Hey, watch it Okkotsu!” you grumbled towards the raven haired man who bumped shoulders with you as you walked on opposite sides of the pathway on campus.

“Maybe if you watched where you were walking, you would have seen me.” He rolled his eyes as he turned on his heels.

You didn’t know what it was but everything about Yuta Okkotsu made your blood boil. Everything he had, everything he was- you just hated. His stupid smirk that would plaster across his face when Gojo congratulated him on another job well done, even though you were his assigned partner for it. His cursed technique always got all the attention. Yuta is so special. Yuta is going to be the strongest. Yuta was the bane of your existence. You knew he didn’t like you either because he always requested to go on missions with you because your cursed tools worked well with him- he preferred to fight in close range whereas you were the long range assistance. You felt as though he asked for you because he knew he would get all the credit and he could rub it in later on. You were just as naturally gifted with your abilities as he was. But it was always about dumb Yuta.

You got so lost in frustrating thoughts you had walked an entire circle around campus. Well, what better way to blow off some steam then go train in the dojo? You took a moment to compose yourself and turned to go back in the direction of the training room.

You pushed open the tall, wooden doors to find your teacher inside. “Oh, Gojo. Sorry, I didn’t know anyone would be in here.”

He looked at you with a soft smile, eyes hidden behind his black bandana. “Not an issue, y/n! Came to blow off some steam it looks like?”

You just nodded your head and he clapped his hands together. “Perfect, I’ll help you out.”

You dropped your bag on the side along the wall and took a fighting stance in front of Gojo. He said whenever you were ready to start, but not to tell him or show any expression that you were going to swing at him. You took a deep breath, counted to three in your mind and exhaled. You stood there for a moment and then quickly bent down to sweep your leg at his ankles. He hopped over it without even paying attention. You kicked your leg up to try to hit him but to no avail. In one quick motion you were back on your feet, sending a right hook towards him to which he responded by leaning to the left. He didn’t throw any punches or really try to defend against your attacks. You huffed as you realized you were getting nowhere like this, even after twenty minutes of being at it. Then you got an idea.

You kept at the jabs in his direction, each one he dodged easily, not even breaking a sweat. You dug your toe in the space on the mat and fell forward. To which he stepped quickly towards you, catching you in his arms and you smirked.

You lightly tapped the underside of his jaw with your fist, “Got ya.”

He laughed in response, lifting the corner of his blindfold with his thumb, looking at you with a sapphire crystal eye “You sure did.”

And then you heard the most dramatic throat clear. You turned your head as Gojo set you on your feet, and saw the lowered annoyed eyes of Yuta. He walked towards the two of you, his eyes trained on your figure. He was slightly taller than you and looked down once he was close enough and feigned an innocent smile that spread across his chapped lips.

“I was hoping I could train a little tonight as well.” And he turned his head to glare at Gojo with honest eyes but you knew it was all an act.

“Sure! Actually, that works perfectly. It’s time for my evening teasing of Nanamin.” He joked as he skipped out of the dojo.

Yuta snapped his head back at you, growling at you to pick up your bamboo kendo stick. You stuck your tongue out at him as you turned to the barrel of sticks to pull one out to use. You took a stance in front of him as he slid one foot behind the other and bent his knees slightly. The both of you lunged forwards, sticks connecting at the tip with a thwack. You jumped backward and stabbed your stick towards his stomach which he jumped out of the way from. Your sticks clacked and snapped against each other with every swing. Feet padding against the mat floor as you two danced and moved in tandem like you could predict the movements of the other person. Yuta’s face fell and his brows knitted together, he wanted this to be over already. He lunged at you with his kendo stick, making you move to your left to avoid being hit and at the same time, he swiped his foot at your ankles, making you topple over.

“I won.” He said blandly as your anger bubbled over, jumping to your feet.

“You cheated. Playing dirty like that.” Your words seethed towards him as he gave you a light shove past you as you walked to the edge of the room to where you dropped your bag.

You rolled your eyes at him, before turning your attention to the floor to pick up your jacket and backpack. In a swift motion, he was pressing his body against yours, your back pushed up against the cool wall of the room.

“Funny that you thought you could take me down.” His hand moved up, holding your chin in his slender fingers. He tilted your head to the side, allowing him access to your sweat slicked skin.

“F- fuck you, Okkotsu.” You knew he didn’t miss the way your words collapsed.

His warm breath fanned over you as he placed his other hand against the wall on the side of your face, slightly above you, his lips just inches away. You let your eyes slip closed when you felt them crash greedily against yours, feeling sparks light up from your spine down to your toes. You shouldn’t feel like this- you hated him, right?

Yuta’s tongue dragged roughly over the seam of your lips, demanding entrance. You fought against him; only allowing him to tug on yours. He bit your lip hard enough for you to part them and slide his tongue inside. It was heated and rough- unlike any kiss you've had before. Breathy moans escaped your mouths as teeth clashed. Every sound was swallowed by Yuta’s mouth. Goosebumps spread across your skin and you shivered, feeling him smirk as he squeezed you, grabbing your waist so forcefully you were sure there would be small bruises, pulling you as close to him as possible. You stayed there with him, in a kiss so hungry, so needy it felt possessive. It suffocated your senses and dulled your thoughts to the point you only remembered to move your lips against his with the same vigor.

How much time had passed before you finally broke the connection? You finally looked up to meet his blue eyes, a blue deeper than the ocean abyss. The golden hues of the evening sun seeped through the cladded dojo windows and slanted across Yuta’s face. You felt your stomach clench and pushed his hair off his forehead where it had sat flatly. You dug your teeth into your bottom lip and inched closer, sliding one of your thighs up between his. A loan groan escaped his parted mouth, and he pushed your leg down to be replaced with his own.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do this”- he smirks, licking a wet stripe along the vein in your neck- “And you were just getting too close to Gojo for my liking tonight.” He spoke as he moved his thigh up, rubbing it against your core.

“Yuta. We’re in public” You barely choked out between moans.

“Then I guess you better keep quiet then.” He growled lowly as his teeth worked the sensitive spot on your neck.

The heat of his lips caused your head to roll back, hitting the wall behind you, your sweat trailing down your temple leaving wet stains against the concrete. He smirked as he continued to kiss and suck at that sweet spot that made you moan his name. He would no doubt leave a mark, as he continued his movements against your sweet skin. Your hands moved up to run through his hair but he quickly grabbed them, slamming them above you with one hand wrapped around your wrists. You inhaled sharply as he rubbed his thigh harsher against your clothed cunt. Your moans became more apparent, echoing in the space. The hand he had on your chin, moves to cover your mouth as you hear the door open. He stands there, staring into your eyes, continuing to grind his thigh on you.

“Shh, baby. We don't want to be found” He smirks at you.

He picks you up easily, stepping lightly towards the open showers. His lips are rough against yours- needy and desperate to taste you again. He places you up against the wall, holding you in place with one strong arm as the other reaches over, turning on the warm water, exposing your breasts. He breaks apart from the kiss- a trail of saliva connecting you two together still. His eyes travel down to your perked nipples, you hear him mutter a shit, before taking one into his mouth. His tongue swirls around the hardened bud as the hand that's snaked around your waist, grabs at the plush of your skin. Your moans become louder, only slightly muffled by the shower running. Your hands, finally free- run through his hair, pushing his mouth further onto your chest. He continues to nip at the bud as he sets you down. He pulls his mouth off with a pop and takes both in between his fingers, twisting and tugging at the supple flesh. He watches as you squirm, chest heaving into his touch. He chuckles lightly at your groans and pulls until you’re released and then he flicks both sensitive nubs which makes you wince backward. He places a soft kiss to the valley between your breasts and moves his hand down your curves and starts to rub harsh circles onto your clit.

“Yuta. More. Need more.” You groan and you move slightly in his grip.

“Aw, look at you. A mewling mess in my touch. Looks like you don’t hate me as much as you thought” He speaks against your skin, licking down your stomach to your hips.

He pulls the rest of your pants down, exposing yourself to him. He licks between your wet folds, using just the tip of his tongue to tease you. Before pulling away to spread your lips with his fingers, getting too close for comfort as he inspected your cunt. You tried your best to close your legs as you felt yourself heating up in embarrassment. He pushed your thigh with his free hand as the other slapped your wet core.

“Don’t do that. Wanna get a look at this pretty little pussy I’m about to shove my cock into.” He spoke low as he spit on your clit lewdly.

He watched as your walls fluttered, begging for attention; begging for him to stuff it full. But you deserved to wait- after falling ever so “accidentally” into Gojo’s arms as you were training with him earlier. So he pressed his thumb down and rubbed your pretty clit. The way he teased you, the way he touched you- you were becoming addicted to the feeling and you wanted to experience more of him. He kept his face close, hot breaths eliciting a wanton moan from your lips as he slides a finger between your lips. He pulls his thumb away for a moment to pull back the hood of your clit and places a soft kiss to it, making your knees buckle. Your hands are shaking as you move them to his shoulders in an attempt to ground yourself. Your focus is waning with every pump of his finger- and then he adds another. His fingers prod at your gummy walls, slick coating them as they slide in past his knuckles, lips puckering to suck harshly on your sensitive nerves as his pretty eyes glare up at you.

Something about the look he holds as the water drips from the tips of his hair, his wet white tee sticking to his skin, the way his fingers are curling and hitting all the right spots. Your thighs start to shake and your breath catches as your eyes roll back and you try to brace yourself as you feel your orgasm approaching. But he stops, a soft cry filters over your lips- and he laughs as he stands up.

“Open your mouth.” You knew it was a demand but you were still trying to muffle your sighs from the denial.

He rolls his eyes at your disobedience and grabs your cheeks squishing them together. He shoves his fingers past your lips, pushing down on your tongue to hear those choked whines that sounded so pretty from you. You gag slightly when his knuckles touch your lip as he spreads your juices around on your tongue. He made your mouth close as he pulled his digits out, making sure you got every drop of yourself.

“You taste yourself? So sweet- why have you been keeping this from me?” His words sounded so sinful, your head was spinning.

He peeled his clothes off, tossing them to the corner out of the way of the shower. He stepped back into the water, slicking his hair back as droplets ran down his toned form. Curving around the outlines of his pecs as the bead rolled down over his perked nipples and followed the line of his abs down to his hips. The steamy atmosphere adding to your already spinning head made you see stars. You could feel yourself shaking as your legs wanted to give out, then two strong hands gripped your shoulders. Your eyes trailed up the muscles in his arms and saw the way they flexed knowing your attention was on him. You noticed the way his lips curved up into a coy smirk.

“I’ll take good care of you” He growled in your ear as he hooked your thigh over his hip.

He kept careful eye contact with you as he lined himself up with your entrance. His flushed tip pushing against your puffy folds, covering his tip in your slick. Your back was pushed up against the wall, his thick calloused fingers digging into the plush skin of your thigh as his cockhead slipped into you. Your slick essence and sinful moans spurring him to sink further into your squelching cunt. He went in slow but didn’t give you a moment to adjust as he pulled out to the cut on his tip and then rammed back into you. A choked sob escaped your parted lips as you batted your wet lashes at him.

“Yuta!”- you cried as fresh hot tears started to spill from your big doe eyes - “Please t’ too much”

He grinned seductively as he kissed the corner of your eye, “Crying for me, baby? Look so pretty”

His eyebrows furrowed as vulgarities fell from his pink lips as he set the pace. Pulling back and snapping his hips forward into you. The sounds of your wetness are muffled by his groans and the water of the shower raining down and echoing off the tiled floor. You could feel your body melting into him with every force of his hips, gasping with every thrust. Your head lulled into the valley of his neck, teeth grasping onto his collarbones as drool spilled from your lips. He ferociously, mercilessly, pounded deep inside you. Hitting every soft spot along the way, the way the thick vein on his cock rubbed against your gummy walls, and how he kept hitting the top of your cervix- you were at his mercy. He snaked his thumb down your wet stomach to rub your clit and fat tears of pleasure pooled down your face as you cried his name.

“Fuck. Look at you, taking me so well.” His grunts become more apparent as he continues to abuse your overstimulated clit.

You feel him hitting deep, each thrust makes your cunt clamp down onto him. He’s rough as his thumb moves and his fingers dig into your leg, creating crescent shaped indents. He’s hitting so deep, bruising your cervix with every obscene movement. You can only focus on him pounding into you, your nails scratching down his back, no doubt leaving scratches but you know he doesn't mind when he moans out loud. He nudges your head up with his and attached his lips hard to yours. Puffy and red when he pulls away, drinking in your exhales as he hovers over your parted lips. His thrusts got sloppy and his balls felt heavy slapping against the curve of your ass and you know he’s just as close as you are.

Then he pulls out. Making you wince and whine at the empty feeling.

“Turn around, put your hands against the wall.” You do as he says, you’ve been denied two orgasms now.

He grabs your ass, slapping a harsh red handprint onto your right cheek as he spreads them apart. He adjusts himself to your dripping hole again and slides back in. You swear he’s going to fuck the shape of his cock into you- and nothing after him will feel right. Your walls are stretching back out to accommodate him, creating a soreness in your legs. You're whining his name and begging him to let you cum already and something inside him snaps. He grips your ass hard, using it as leverage to fuck into you. Your thighs are twitching with each roll of his hips as he continually bottoms out deep into your cunt. His focus is on watching his fat cock disappear into you over, and over again. One hand reaches around to press against your tummy and you feel him all the way in your womb and your tears are gushing as they fall to the floor in front of you.

You rest your cheek against the wall and take one hand off to reach down between your legs to grab and fondle his heavy balls. He yelps at the new sensation and moves even harder into you. You’re pulling on his soft flesh, and feel them tighten in your grasp. The circling and bucking of his hips falters and you feel the knot inside you bubble up. He’s cursing and stammering under his breath, how good your pussy feels, how wet you are from him. His filthy words send you over the edge and you're spewing your juices against him- squirting them onto the base of his cock and coating his thighs. He loves your reaction- the way your panting and your pretty cunt is clamping and twitching. You feel the final tingle of his balls in your hand and the first warmth of his cum spilling into you and you squeeze your hand that's holding him, eliciting a loud groan from him as you milk him for all his worth. He chases his high, white slick filling you to your brim as it threatens to spill once he pulls out. He bends down to be eye-level with your pussy and he notices the small bead of cum dripping down onto your clit. He’s fast with his tongue, licking a stripe from your clit to your stretched out hole as he collects his spilling seed into his mouth. He stands and turns you around, connecting his lips with yours, his hand clenching your jaw to fill your mouth with every bit of what's in his, spitting the rest as he closes his mouth on yours.

“Swallow.” And you do, because you’re fucked too dumb to mutter cohernt words. Your vision filled with stars.

He snickers at your disheveled appearance as he turns back into the cascading water. You stand there for a minute, trying to collect enough strength to walk under the heated shower as well. But you sigh as your thighs shake and you slide your back down the wall. He rolls his eyes at you and takes your hands, dragging you into the water to clean yourself off.

“So, what now?” The only words you’re able to utter as you sit on the warm ground, allowing the water to rush over your face.

Yuta scoffs at your words, as he wraps a towel around his waist, “What do you mean? We’re just friends.” He walks to the corner to pick up his clothes and turns to go, leaving you to ponder in your thoughts over what the fuck just happened

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murdrdocs · 2 years

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still thinking abt corey 😞 tw for accidental but consensual voyeurism and exhibitionism

you dont hear the crunch of leaves under boots just outside your window. the whistle of the wind disguises it, instead of carrying it. that, along with your high pitched moans, prevents you from hearing the break of twigs under bodyweight and the creak of a hand pressing against your windowsill.

how could you hear it when your fingers are stuffed deep into your cunt, dragging against your spongy walls, and your baby blue vibrator is gently sitting on the bundle of nerves that leads to your clit.

you hadnt found yourself in this position in a long time, not since you started sleeping with corey. there wasnt a need for you to please yourself when he was there. but he was busy tonight, and you had so much pent up from the last few days, so you had to release it yourself.

you felt that fire build up from a simmer to a blaze, nearing an inferno, when you do hear it.

a soft gasp, one that has not come from you, and a snap of a twig.

a moment of panic washes over you, but it leaves as soon as it comes. this is what you’d hoped for. somewhere, deep down inside of your mind, you hoped to be caught like this.

it's why you wore a little cami, allowing the straps to fall down until your tits were practically out. its why you clicked your bedside lamp on. its why you peeled back your curtains and turned away from the cracked window.

you did all of that because you hoped corey would find you like this. when he eventually slipped into your room at the end of the night, like he’d been doing for the past couple of days.

with a turn of your head, your eyes find his. hes shrouded in darkness, and you think you see a bruise or two along his face, but those big brown eyes stare at you with wonder. they widen when they trace from your spread legs to your own eyes, when he notices that you’re staring at him too.

you dont say anything, neither does he.

you just spread your legs a little bit more, arch your back, and let every single sound fall from your mouth.

#this is a draft #and i’m busy so have this for the next day or so #i can’t stop thinking abt him #corey <33 #coreysworld!#corey cunningham x reader #corey cunningham smut #corey cunningham x you #tw: voyeurism #tw: exhibitionism #kinktober #kinktober 2022

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touyastearss · 1 year

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Pureblood (Kaname x Reader)

Kaname Kuran x Female!Reader

WARNING: dubcon, voyeursim (Zero watches), clit slapping, fingering, possessive behaviour, blood drinking, vampires (obviously), kinda oc/darker kaname

Kaname’s voice sounds out again, calm. “Are you afraid of me, Y/N?”

You breathe deeply, and Kaname can feel the rush of your blood beneath his fingers. He listens to the unsteady beat of your heart level out, your body relaxing in his hands as it registers exactly who it is with his hands on you, who has your body pressed up against their own.

“N-no, Kaname.”

“Good,” he comments, with low satisfaction, “I’d never do anything to hurt you. You know that, right?” He asks, softly, awaiting your response.

You recline back into Kaname's chest, relaxing your body as his hand draws small circles on your waist, eyes focused entirely on the paperwork that sits at his desk. Being Dorm President has its disadvantages at times, but you'd never heard him complain about the extra work bestowed upon him. He always seems content in the silence the two of you often shared, always insisting you sit on his lap or in his hold.

The sound of his pen scratching against the paper is soothing, and you find yourself falling victim to the repercussions of your late nights, eyes flickering open and closed as a sudden lull of fatigue washes over you. Patrols take a lot out of you, and you just don’t seem to have the time to catch up on the missed hours with all the exams you have going on. Your head falls back against his broad chest, and you can feel the vibrations of the quiet laugh he lets out, deep and rich.

"Are you tired, Y/N?"

Kaname thinks that you're so cute when you're sleepy. He loves the way you cuddle up to him, relying solely on him to protect you in your most vulnerable state. You look so peaceful when your eyes flutter shut, it has a warm smile forming on his lips as he looks down at you, one reserved only for these little intimacies the two of you share.

You make a small sound of agreement, letting your eyes close fully as he shifts to allow you to lay more comfortably, pen still scribbling away.

“Are you overdoing yourself on patrols again? I told you that you need to prioritise yourself." His voice is a little sterner, but you know he's not angry. "If any of the Night Class are causing you trouble, you’ll tell me, won’t you? I’ll be sure to punish them suitably. "

You’re about to respond, and tell him that your fatigue is not entirely the fault of the Night Class, namely a certain handsome blond, when you suddenly hear his pen halt.

He lets out a sigh, and your eyes flicker open. Before you can turn to figure out what's wrong, he speaks.

"Or I wonder if perhaps your fatigue is thanks to a certain member of the disciplinary committee who can’t seem to do his job without distraction."

You frown a little at his words, but it clicks as you hear the sound of the doors opening downstairs. There's some muffled voices- no doubt Aido protesting Zero's unprecedented arrival- and then silence. You can hear the rushed footsteps of Zero as he approaches from the stairs, and the sound of the oak doors slamming open is so deafening in comparison to the previous quiet of the study that it makes you violently jump. Kaname’s eyes fall onto you, narrowing at your reaction, before trailing slowly over to the white haired man standing in his doorway.

Zero is focused entirely on your body, held between Kaname’s arms. His eyes harden, and the pure fury in his eyes sends a shiver up your spine. The atmosphere is so different now, and once again you're wide awake, desperately trying to figure out what’s going on.

"I told you to stay away from her, you filthy vampire." Zero spits out, a knot forming in his stomach at the sight of you so close to the pureblood, the very enemy of all humans. It makes him furious, burning with rage and envy. He can’t understand how you could be with one of them, how you could betray him and all your morals.

Kaname is unfazed, body still as he simply watches the other man speak with that look on his face that Zero detests so much - like everyone is below him, that nobody is worthy. Nobody except you.

Zero has hated the dark haired man since the moment he set eyes on him. Even as a child, he understood that the young man that came to visit his new family was a wolf in sheep's clothing. Hate clouded his vision, spreading to poison you and the headmaster in it- a friend of his enemy was an enemy too. He saw you that way for a longer time than he’d ever admit, through the eyes of a hate that lasted for years, slowly broken down by your relentless care for him. He hated you. But now he pities you. Despite his words, he knows you’re too sweet, too naive to see through Kuran’s persona. There’s no way one of them could love a human. No way that he could deserve you. He won’t let you fall into his trap.

You’re frozen from the pure blood lust that Zero has in his eyes, more uncontrollable than you’ve ever seen him before. But Kaname still remains composed, eyes never leaving the white-haired man as he places his pen down on the wooden desk.

“Get your fucking hands off of her. I don’t give a shit if you’re a pureblood, Kuran. You’re still a sick fucking monster, just like the rest of your type.” He spits, moving forward to where you sit and focusing on the way Kaname’s arm has tightened around your waist, protectively. It makes a vein in his forehead twitch; how dare he act like Zero is the one endangering you right now?

“Am I really?” His voice is calm.

“Yeah, you fucking are.” Zero spits, reaching back, and you recognise the way he rears to attack, his body weight thrown backwards, prepared to swing his fist.

“And you’re so different?”

You’re shocked at the speed that Zero halts in his tracks, centimetres away from the desk. His eyes are wide with shock and rage. You don’t understand what Kaname means, but clearly the two know something you don’t, and whatever it is, it’s enough to throw even Zero out of his enraged state.

The tension between the two men has always been palpable at best, and you're no stranger to Zero's antagonising ways, but it's rare for Kaname to entertain his behaviour, usually preferring to brush it off with a disapproving amusement.

“Zero, what-”

You’re cut off as Kaname pulls you back against his chest, a singular hand coming up to encircle your throat. He doesn’t press down, only curves his fingers round the width of your neck. Your eyes widen, shocked by the sudden movement.

Your eyes flicker to the side to try and catch sight of the man behind you, but you can’t see his face from where he has your body held. Instinctively, your frame tenses, and your heart beats a little faster, a sudden spike of fear flooding through your veins.

Kaname has never held you so hostally, always treating you with the utmost care. But now his grip is tighter, and you’re reminded of the few previous instances of his sudden possessiveness over you.

“Your pulse has sped up, Y/N.” Kaname observes, out loud. You can’t see the way he stares past you to challenge Zero as he speaks, eyes cold. The white haired man is still standing in the same spot, but his attention is directed on the cage of Kaname’s fingers round your neck, his middle finger tapping lightly on the spot Zero knows to be your artery.

Kaname’s voice sounds out again, calm. “Are you afraid of me, Y/N?”

“N-no, Kaname.”

“Good,” he comments, with low satisfaction, “I’d never do anything to hurt you. You know that, right?” He asks, softly, awaiting your response.

You do. You do know it. You owe your life to Kaname.

You try to nod, movements slightly prevented by his grip.

His head lifts, clearly satisfied with your answer, to stare back at the other man. Kaname’s lips twitch a little at the corner, forming into a dark smirk that even Zero knows to be uncharacteristic.

“Can you smell her?”

And then suddenly, he speaks.

Your brows furrow as you register that he’s now addressing Zero. You look at your classmate, noticing the way he’s staring so intensely at the two of you. You wonder why he hasn’t moved further forwards, staying firmly in the same spot as before. He was so angry mere moments ago, you can’t understand what it is that has him rooted to the spot?

Zero’s eyes focus on the way Kaname’s long fingers flex playfully around your neck, applying light pressure in random spots. It’s shameful, but you can feel your body heat up at his ministrations, trying to remain unfazed in the presence of your classmate and adopted brother.

But Zero has noticed. He sees the way your eyes widen slightly as Kaname leans down, dragging his lips over your neck, slowly, planting soft kisses on the skin. He notices the way your hand fists the material of your skirt as you try to keep your breathing steady. He sees the smile that Kaname dons, only ever visible in your presence, and serving to anger him even further.

But he can’t do anything.

Because he can smell you. Your scent is filling the room and it’s becoming suffocating for him. He doesn’t want you to see this side of him, he wants to keep his filthy secret as far from you as possible. He should’ve known Kaname would play dirty, he should never have believed a vampire would be anything but manipulative.

Kaname’s teeth have come to rest on your skin - you can feel the point of his canines threatening to pierce through the surface. His tongue comes out, lips slightly sucking onto the spot, fueling the fire in your stomach, before his teeth finally break the surface of your skin.

Zero sucks in a sharp breath, and your fluttering eyes catch sight of the way his stance instantly changes. His jaw clenches, muscles tensing, and his gaze is now focused on the spot on your neck that’s bleeding a thin stream of red down your throat.

You notice, with alarm and a sudden, tragic understanding, the difference.

Zero’s lavender eyes are pulsing darker, wide and frenzied. His hands are balled into shaking fists that he holds by his side. His breathing is erratic.

To anyone else, it’s hardly a recognisable change. But to you, to your trained eyes and years of knowledge, it's terrifyingly evident.

You don’t know how it happened. You don’t know when it happened.

"Do you see that, Y/N?" Kaname whispers in your ear. His voice is low, and a shiver wracks through your entire body. You wonder how long Kaname has known for. There’s an ache in your heart at the thought of the two men keeping it from you. The thought of Zero suffering alone in silence. The realisation that with every hateful word he directed at the Night Class, he was berating himself. You can’t even begin to imagine how much he has suffered.

Why didn’t they tell you?

"He's a monster." Kaname whispers. Your eyes flicker back to Zero. He looks deranged, truly deranged, and you can’t help the slight flinch in your body as your eyes make contact.

“Look at him shaking, he can’t control himself. He wants to sink his teeth into your neck,” his tongue traces over the wound he inflicted, “he just wants to use you.”

You don’t speak. You don’t argue. The look on your face breaks Zero’s heart. You’re staring at him like somewhere deep down inside you, you truly believe Kaname’s words. Like he’s just another Level E, crazed by his lust for blood.

"He doesn't care about you." Kaname mumbles against your skin, his mouth still attached to your neck. His teeth scrape against your skin as he places soft kisses against your throat.

"K-Kaname," you whimper, as you feel his tongue on your skin once again, "s-stop, not here, I-"

The bass in his voice vibrates against your skin in a low groan, and your thighs instinctively clench, a hand reaching up to grip at his wrist. You feel the sharp pricks of his fangs as he nips at your skin, and you can’t keep down the low whimpers that you emit, your own arm trembling as you struggle to hold your own weight.

Zero’s teeth grit, spitting out his words as he tries not to let his eyes dart down to where your skirt has ridden up over your thighs.

"Kuran,” he growls, “leave her alone, she's not-"

Kaname’s lips detach from your neck with a loud, wet sound. The spot his lips had covered is cold in the air, and you instinctively reach out to him again, wanting the heat of his mouth back against you, despite your shame of being seen.

Kaname turns his head to face Zero, the neutral expression he held previously now darkened from the interruption of his actions.

“Do not speak, Kiryuu,” the vampire spits with a dark venom in his voice. You can only watch with growing haze in your vision as Zero’s mouth shuts closed. His eyes watch in exasperation as Kaname’s hands travel between your legs, and your mind quickly succumbs to his control, overwhelmed by your own lustful urges that Kaname’s touch has sparked.

When his fingers slip beneath the material of your underwear, the corners of his lips twitch. You’re soaking, but it’s no surprise, the scent of your arousal has been heavy in the room for a while. Only the slightest glance at Zero is enough to confirm that it’s affecting him too, his eyes instinctively dragging him to watch Kaname as he circles your sensitive clit with his finger, contently watching your expression as he teases your clit in front of the man you hold so dear.

Kaname has never liked Zero, but he’s tolerated him for your sake, despite the irritation that grows in his mind with every second you defend him. Every time you turned your back on him with the silver haired man at your side, Kaname felt a pure hot rush of envy seep through his calm facade.

Zero is not a threat to him. He never will be and he never could be. But you, you are. A threat to his power, a threat to his mind with your soft stares and your sweet voice as you plead for him to ‘not make a big scene’.

But Kaname does make a big scene of the way his fingers spread your lips apart, allowing Zero to see the wet stickiness of your cunt as his fingers peentrate your hole. He scissors his fingers, allowing the stickiness of your arousal to web between his fingers, before plunging them back in again.

The steady click, click of his fingers as they leave your cunt is shameful, but Kaname is unaffected, and your eyes are clenched shut, choosing to forget the situation as you trap your lower lip with your teeth in an attempt to silence the loud moan that builds up in your throat.

Zero doesn’t know why he won’t move. It’s Kaname, no doubt, with his pureblood abilities. He’s seen the man torture other vampires with nothing but a look, leave them screaming and wailing beneath him as he averts his attention elsewhere. Even as he averts his attention to your sopping pussy, pistoning his fingers in and out.

But something deep down inside of Zero tells him that perhaps the reason is something more entirely human. He watches your eyes glaze over in pleasure as your legs shake, completely pliant under his enemy's hand, and he can’t help but feel his cock pulse.

He’s had so many fantasies about you before; taking you on a patrol and fucking you against the nearest wall, bending you over your desk and fucking you dumb. Ruining you in front of your precious Kaname.

In his head, he had always been the one fucking you in front of the vampire. But even now, as the roles are reversed, he can’t help but enjoy what’s in front of him. You’re so fucking perfect, your moans are so hot and the gargled whimpers you let out around the fingers that Kaname shoves in your mouth have him seething in envy. He just wants to grab you by the hair and fuck your throat-

“Are you enjoying this, Kiryuu?”

Zero’s eyes are forced from the sight of your dripping to the smirk of the man before him.

“You’re a sick fuck.” Zero spits out.

“No sicker than you.” Kaname returns. “How many times have you wanted to be inside her cunt?” His fingers curl inside you, hammering up against your walls, and your thighs tense as your orgasm hits.

Your hips buck up, chasing the pleasure as raw heat burns inside of you. “Kaname, Kaname, oh my God.” Kaname’s smirk grows as you beg for him, enjoying the look of envy on Zero’s face as you grab at his sleeves with your fingers.

Kaname allows you only a moment before his fingers return to their pace, and you’re thrown back into throes of pleasure again.

“If it were up to me you’d have been disposed of long ago like the rest of your type.”

Kaname’s eyes remain dully on Zero as he speaks, despite the way you shake in his hold. The mocking echo of Zero’s past words hangs heavy in the air.

“There is only one reason I have allowed you to live, despite your evident lack of self-control.” Kaname sneers his words as he notes the way Zero’s body is trembling, eyes bloodshot and jittery, like the humans he has seen destroy themselves over and over again.

But Zero is no longer human.

“The only reason you’re standing here right now, the only reason I’m allowing you to be standing in my presence, is because Y/N wishes so.”

You whine again at the mention of your name, and let out a high-pitched squeak when Kaname’s fingers pull out suddenly, slapping down once on your clit. You can’t even hear what he’s saying anymore, the blood is rushing through your head so loudly.

His fingers return to your cunt. "K-Kaname-" you begin again, but you're silenced by his lips falling on yours, pulling you into a deep kiss, allowing his teeth to nip at your lip. He groans, pulling away again, adjusting your body.

“Let him watch.”

You don’t fight back against Kaname when he leans back in his chair, your body following his own, head tilting upwards. Your eyes flicker open, consciousness returning as Zero’s face fills your vision.

The rush of heat in your stomach at the sigh of his face tells you that deep down you want him to watch. You want him to see the way your arousal drips down your thighs as Kaname works his fingers inside of you, coaxing a second orgasm from you.

You want him to see your shiny cheeks and swollen lips as you cry from the overstimulation, clenching down on his fingers as you buck wildly, screams silenced by the fingers that enter your mouth to press against your tongue.

"U-uh,” the saliva builds up in your mouth and you cough, Kaname removing his fingers to allow you to breathe.

"What do you say, Y/N?" He questions, his eyes still trained on Zero. He wants to show him that it’s too late. That he lost, after everything. That nobody could ever make you fall apart beneath them in the way that you do for him, and that he will never allow anybody else to have the chance. Kaname claimed you a long time ago, and now you need to prove that you belong to him,

You do, of course. His deep voice sends a chill through your body as you desperately speak. "I love you!" You rush out, with shallow breaths, just as he presses against your clit once again, and you cum, for the third time that evening. Your vision blanks as a clear liquid spurts out around Kaname’s fingers, staining the material of your skirt and the fabric of Kaname’s trousers.

“IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou-” You chant as he rides you through the orgasm, and then your chest heaves, exhausted as you inhale. Your eyes flicker shut, leaning back against Kaname’s chest as fatigue hits you.

Zero snaps out of it at the sight of your dazed form, scrutinised under Kaname’s gaze as he watches the silver haired man register his own actions. Kaname relishes in the disgust that takes over Zero’s features, finally aimed at nobody but himself. He loves the way the younger man looks disgusted, entirely ashamed of himself. The way his eyes widen, clutching his hair as he turns, staggering, to leave the room.

Kaname is satisfied by your soft breaths in his arms.

#vampire knight #smut #kaname x reader #zero x reader #vampire knight smut #tw: dubcon #tw: voyeurism #tw: possessive behavior #tw: exhibitionism #tw: jealousy #tw: begging #tw: dark content

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j6piter · 2 years

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Fitting Room

guapo's speaking — this is a request from @goreszn <3 hope you like it & sorry i didn't write out any other details of it. i just went straight into it.

warning — mirror sex, hair pulling, degradation, public sex, heavy dom! eren, roughness, l-bomb, & a pinch of breeding

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eren picked you by the ass and slammed you against the wall of the fitting room, he knows it'll make noises but he doesn't give a fuck. he needs you right here and right now, his tongue was pressing hard against your tongue as your hands went on his cheeks to deepened the kiss more. "i need you so fucking bad, princess." his hands fondle your ass and felt it's fatness through your shorts, his fingers were gripping your skin so tight. "i need you too."

he placed you on the mini bench and unbuckled his pants, you chewed your lip watching him tower over you and seen his sprung hard dick dripping with beads of pre-cum. "take off your shorts now." you shivered from hearing his demand and did as you was told, you slowly took off your shorts doing it on purpose knowingly eren was being needy. so needy that he wants to feel that tight pussy of yours again. "fuck, the panties, baby. come here." he ripped your panties and picked you up as he hovered your pussy lips over his dick, he stroked his dick against your warmth and lubricious slutty hole.

"hah, eren~" your arms wrapped his neck tight from falling over, he let out a groan of him inserting his cockhead inside slowly. "fuck, your hole is so tight baby. just the way way i fucking like it." he squeezed your ass cheeks and impaled his whole size inside you, you let out a gasp then covered your mouth that you knows you'll get loud.

"baby, you better uncover that mouth of yours and let me hear you. i don't give a fuck how loud you get, let me fucking hear you." he gritted his teeth aggressively at you as he gave you a deep thrust, you let out another gasp forgetting how rough eren is during sex. "e-eren~ we might get in tr- ah~!" he gave you another deep thrust and started speeding up his pace, his mouth aparted of him letting out grunts and groans of your hole suffocating his dick.

"fuck, you're so tight. ha~!" he let out against your ear as you felt like your stomach twisting in knots that your boyfriend's huge dick is destroying your little hole. "eren~!" your nails dug into his shoulder as skins were clapping throughout the space around them. he bit your shoulder and let out a growl as your moans were choked up of eren was ramming her insides roughly and fast.

"baby~" he softly moaned out and slow down the pace as he placed you down and bent you over the bench, he pulled your hair back and have you to look at yourself in the mirror. "look at you, you're such a fucking slut getting fucked in the fitting room." he smacked your ass hard as you let out another moan with your mouth aparted, his dick lightly slapped your puffy pussy lips then insert back in having you both to let out breathy moans. "such a fucking dirty slut, look at the way your boyfriend is fucking you. you like that don't you, don't you?!" he gritted his teeth and he rammed his dick inside you hard as you let out a shriek, your eyes began to get glossy.

"yes, eren~" your words were breathy and continued letting out moans, he lifted up his shirt and spread your ass cheeks seeing your hole getting stretched out every time he thrust in and out of you. "fuck~ you like making me feel good, baby?" you nodded as you bit your lips softly that your legs were beginning to get weak by the position you was in.

"fucking say it?!" he pounded his dick hard inside, his cockhead reached your cervix as your mouth aparted more and tears streamed little by little. "yes, i like making you feel good." he leaned over and bit your shoulder making your walls tightened up around his length.

a light knock abruptly showed up having you both to be alarmed. "is everything okay in there? i heard yelling?" eren pulled your hair back again roughly as he still was giving you that fast, hard pace. "don't make a sound and if you do, i'll have you not walk for days." he gritted his teeth and you covered your mouth letting out muffled moans as tears were still rolling down.

"everything's fine, i happened to stubbed my toe. thanks for the concern." he gave you another deep thrust with his hands making your arch even deeper to the point where you accidentally let out a gasp of his dick really hitting your g-spot. "are you sure? it sounds really bad in there?"

"yes, i'm sure." he cussed his breath that you had to make a sound and this lady wouldn't fuck off already because of you. "oh alright, let me know if you need anything." his ears perked up hearing the footsteps faded away and eren pounded your insides rough to the point where your hand went on the clothing hangers handle from falling over. "you disobeyed me and now you're going to really fucking get it."

you cussed under your breath as his dick began to move again and pulled your hair back to watch yourself get fucked hard and sinfully. "eren~" you cooed his name but it went to his ear and out the other as his head leaned back and nails dug into your skin, spreading your legs more with his foot. your eyes shoot open as his dick roughly thrust his whole size, hitting your cervix multiple times until your eyes fluttered back and bit your lip hard from letting out a scream that he was destroying them guts for real.

he leaned your body upward and lifted you up, still stroking himself into you. he grabbed your cheeks and faced you to the mirror, his dick was covered with your faint upcoming creamy cum and your hole already stretched out due to his doing. your clit was very much swollen and slightly reddened. "fuck, you look so sexy like this." your eyes could barely open anymore and voice just tuning out moans and gasps for the remainder of the position. "i'm going to cum so hard in you, baby, you want me to cum inside you?" he bit your neck as you let out another breathy moan.

"yes, eren. please spray your cum so far up i can't see it." he moaned against your skin. "that's my fucking girl." his hand leaned down and rubbed your clit rapidly as you let out quick gasps of how sensitive it was.

"ah~!" you both let out feeling his dick twitching alongside with your walls squeezing him down as you creamed on his tanned tip dick all over. both breathing went heavily as he slowed down the pace, he kissed your cheek and connected his lips with yours. he groped your breasts then pulled away with a sinister grinly smirk that he had you fucked up with your mascara running all over your cheeks and lips all swollen. "i love you." he kissed you one more time.

"i-i love you too." you could barely talk since you used up all your voice.

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rexxdjarin · 2 years

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Note: Ok I still haven’t read the newest chapter of Captain’s Log because I want conditions to be PERFECT for my read lol

But I would like to humbly submit this thot:

The 501st come back to Coruscant for some much needed R&R. The boys are once again planning some shenanigans at 79’s. They invite Rex, but nobody is surprised when he declines their invitation to file paperwork and get a good night’s rest. Of course, they give him a hard time - booing him playfully and making fun of his inability to have fun.

What they don’t know is that Rex’d been secretly seeing a Holonet News staffer for months. After shaking them off, he sprints to your apartment, comming you on the way there. The lift ride up your high rise feels like a lifetime.

As soon as he rings your bell and your door swishes open, he throws off his helmet to kiss you hungrily. He backs you into a wall, grabbing fistfuls of your ass and kneading your breast as you moan into his mouth. He’d thought about you the whole campaign and he can’t help his desperation after the long trip back to the Triple Zero.

And it’s not like you don’t feel the same. Because you’re pawing at his chest, hands roaming frantically, trying to find the damn clasps. You both stumble into the bedroom, lips only parting to shed pieces of clothing. There’s no time to turn off the lights and set the mood. As soon as you’re both naked, he’s pressing you up against the wall and lifting you up by your thighs, fucking up into you as his hands and hips pin you in place.

Meanwhile, Fives and Echo are crammed into an air taxi with Kix, but they’re stuck in some bullshit traffic, arguing about whether or not they should have taken the train. then Fives goes quiet and his eyes are just wide and Echo is like “what are you looking at??”

he and Kix follow his line of sight to an apartment building. The lit room is like an exhibit against the backdrop of darkness and they can all clearly see two people fucking.

“Holy karking shit — is that…Rex?!”

B EIDICIWIDIE EX FUCKING CUSE ME nndkxisixiwiaie THIS IS LITERALLY ONE OF MY BIGGEST FANTASIES/KINKS IM GOING TO FAINT !!!!

whoops I wrote more:

Your entire front is pressed against the transparisteel window of your room, knowing full well anyone passing by could see you both. Your apartment isn’t that far from the transport lanes below and at this time of day, the suns setting and the waning light of dusk illuminates every single thing that could be going on inside.

Rex’s fists are in your hair, pulling your face back enough for him to watch your expressions with every ruthless snap of his hips. Both of you had gone too long without seeing each other between his long missions and your long nights at Holonet News headquarters. So that ultimately led to how you were now, absolutely tearing into each other passionately.

You were whining and whimpering and calling his name louder with each thrust, the throbbing width of him hitting a spot so deep inside your guts it made you see stars. “Rex…more. More. Please. Harder. I can take it. Please.” You begged, tears of ecstasy dripping down your cheeks as the overwhelming feeling of erotic delight coursed through you.

His fist in your hair maneuvered your head back and onto his shoulder, the center of his broad, powerful hips driving himself upward to split you open more. “I know you can. Ner mesh’la…such a good girl. You must look so fucking good out that window. Turn back around. Show the whole planet how pretty you are when I’m fucking you.” He grunted, pressing his palm between your shoulder blades to push your breasts against the window.

He buried his face in your neck and nipped and sucked deep purple hickies all along the skin, smoothing over each one with his fingertips curling a possessive grip around you now. You smiled and giggled in delight as the swell of pleasure rushed to your core to meet his thrusts, a cascading, warm tingling overwhelming your insides. “So good Rex. You’re so good. I love it. I love when you fuck me…want everyone to see how much…” you mutter, the words catching in your throat as his last jerk into your pussy took your breath away.

“That’s right. Proud of how good my girl takes her Captain. Just want to show you off. Nobody takes my cock better than you, mesh’la. I can’t stop thinking about how you feel. The whole..fuck- the whole fucking mission..stars you’re so tight…” He tossed his head back and moaned, his hands sliding down to lift your leg and plow in harder.

Suddenly, your eyes locked with a familiar sight you absolutely weren’t expecting. 501st blue. Men you recognized. Rex’s men. You slammed your palm on the window to get Rex’s attention and pointed to where Fives, Kix and Echo were staring with jaws dropped up in disbelief at their Captain balls deep in a display so lewd even they couldn’t imagine it. “Rex…they can see us. Your-” you close your eyes and moan illicitly as his pounding cock hits a particularly sensitive spot in you and sends molten pleasure rocketing through your core. “Rex- your men! Should we stop?” You offered, turning to look over your shoulder at him.

His eyes were wild, pupils dark and lids heavy with lust. A dark, determined and almost ferocious scowl deepened on his face and he smirked back at you. Suddenly, his face was directly beside yours, one arm circling around your waist as he positioned your hips perfectly to rub your clit between his fingers. “Never. Give them a show, mesh’la. You’re mine and now they’ll know it. So let’s show them how only a Captain can make you come this good.” He growled, a final snap of his hips making your throbbing walls collapse around him.

The blinding heat of arousal exploded in your belly as you turned to meet the gaze of men that would never in a million years guess their Captain was capable of something this lascivious. Your mouth dropped open in pleasure as Rex’s name spilled out loud enough to be heard over any of the transport lane traffic passing by below. The numbing sensation washed over you and made all the muscles in your body tense under Rex’s overwhelming touch. His hands held you against the glass, his chest pressed into your spine as he thrust one, two, three times more. You writhed under him as your vision went spotty but your eyes stayed open to watch his men drooling over you in utter disbelief.

You could feel his cock twitch in your wall’s vice grip, warm spurts of his own sticky release filling up the empty space eagerly awaiting his return from his last tour of duty. Your fluttering walls coaxed every last drop of him inside you and you felt him shake violently before resting his head on your shoulder in exhaustion. He panted softly, ghosting gentle kisses along your shoulder and tangling his fingers with yours on the window.

He giggled in satisfaction, giving his boys still blinking up in shock at us from their taxi a mock salute. “Look at them. Bunch of jealous di’kuts. I’m putting them on desk duty tomorrow for staring at you too long.” He lifted his head, the warm, loving brown eyes sparkling with pride and happiness now that he’d spent all his energy with exactly the person he needed.

You leaned in and kissed him passionately, your hand resting on the side of his cheek. “Don’t be too hard on them, Rex. I think they’re just surprised by how you’re spending your shore leave.” You giggled, massaging away the cute grumpy angry scowl on his brow now. “You’re just not as by the book as they thought. And that’s good. That’s what makes you such a respectable and…talented Captain.”

Later on, when Rex gets back to barracks with you in tow, Fives, Kix and Echo can barely make eye contact. Rex stops in front them and demands they stand at attention. “I think we can all be mature here and…keep this under wraps.”

“I’d hope you kept it wrapped.” Kix said raising his brows suggestively and trying desperately to keep a straight face.

Echo snorted, closing his eyes to keep from bursting into laughter.

“Hey! Uncalled for…” Rex countered, pointing a scolding finger at Kix.

“What’s gotten into you, Captain?” Echo asked, taking a deep breath and trying to swallow down the hysterical laughter.

“Oh we know exactly what, well- who he’s been getting into.” Fives quipped, finally making the other two lose it with laughter.

You looked at Rex, his face blushing 10 shades redder than usual and you leaned your head on his shoulder. He ran his palm down his face, totally unamused by the three clowns he had to manage.

You giggled and kissed his cheek, “don’t worry, baby. After what they’re going to hear from us later tonight, we’ll see just who’s laughing. They’ll be begging you for pointers, Rex.”

The three men shut up as you dragged Rex by the hand back toward his barracks for more.

#captain rex thots #captain rex x you #captain Rex x reader #captain rex drabble #asks and thots #B I LOVE YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS !!!!$$#tw: exhibitionism

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littlehornygirl4613 · 27 days

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I love the beach 💗 what about u?

#cvmslvt #free use kink #tw: exhibitionism

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konigsblog · 2 months

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könig is a true fanatic for exhibitionism.

he will absolutely bend you over his desk, pushing his broad and brute hips directly against your sore, tight rear, sliding inside rapidly and thrusting ruthlessly and mercilessly. he'll be so fucking desperate, desperate foe that release, that when you're squirming and trying to push his hips away, he'll pin them on your lower back and use it to fuck himself even deeper inside your gummy cunt.

he'll also undo his fly in public, ordering you onto your knees, your mouth open and your jaw slack. könig doesn't care who sees, he barely cares due to the judgemental glares he's received his entire life. perhaps even fingering you in a restaurant, not stopping when the waiter is taking your orders. :(

#orla speaks #könig x reader #konig x you #konig x reader #konig mw2 #konig call of duty #könig cod #könig call of duty #könig smut #konig smut #konig headcanons #konig hcs #könig headcanons #tw: exhibitionism

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sleepysnk · 1 year

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SUMMERRR 💛 can I pls have cockwarming hcs with hanma

- Lu

a/n: hi lu bae! 🫶🏻 of course you can, so thank you for requesting! i was hoping for some hanma content and i am so glad i was able to get it. thank you again babes and i hope you enjoy these! 🤍

characters: hanma shuji

warnings: nsfw, smut, cockwarming, some exhibitionism, public sex (?), hanma is kind of mean (not too mean tho!!), use of pet names (baby, babydoll, doll, princess), praising, some degradation, edging, teasing, breeding kink.

COCKWARMING HEADCANONS.

hanma shuji:

- okay, i firmly believe he would be a huge fan of cockwarming. he loves whenever you just sit on his cock and leave it nice and snug inside your cunt.

- it happens somewhat often with you two. sometimes he’ll let you sit on his lap and take out his cock just for him to slip it inside. usually when this happens, he’ll watch you squirm and twitch underneath him. he’s a tall guy.. i just know he gets off watching you whine and move around on him. to tease you, he’ll rub your clit and smirk when you buck your hips or move around. don’t move too much though.. he might pull out and not let you cum.

- “aw.. is that too much, babydoll? that’s too bad, you’re gonna have to take it.”

- sometimes hanma let’s you cockwarm him when you’re out in public, or when he’s in the office at work. you’ll wear a nice skirt and he just can’t resist the temptations, so he slips his cock into your hole and let’s you sit there. bonus points if there’s someone in the room like kisaki. sometimes he’ll shift around and watch you struggle to keep quiet. oh god, he gets so fucking turned on watching you crumble in his lap. he almost has the urge to let kisaki watch.

- it’s also a struggle for him too. your pussy would be quivering and twitching around him that he has to stop himself from fucking your brains out. you’d be a dripping mess too. he could practically feel how soaked you are, and it almost always leaves a mess on his pants. you’re just so tight and irresistible.

- now if he wants to be mean, he will tease you so fucking bad that you’re practically begging him to move.

- hanma definitely gets off on you begging and whining for his cock. he could practically bust from you just crying his name, but he likes to see how far he could string you along. especially if you’ve been a brat all day, or just really needy in general.

- if you start moving, he will literally hold your hips down with his hands. he doesn’t want to rush anything and he’s not gonna tolerate you being impatient, so expect him to be a little bit aggressive. he might even hold you by your throat while your back is pressed against his chest. he has no problem putting you in your place later on, so you better behave 😭 or else you’re gonna get it later on with his dick.

- “quit being impatient, baby. i know you’ve been a desperate slut but i’m not gonna let you get away with this.”

- when he’s a lot nicer, he’ll let you move until he’s had enough and just fucks your brains out. he’ll just grab you by your thighs and just start fucking you upwards with his cock. the pace is relentless and honestly knocks the damn wind out of you, but oh, does it feel good. he hits all of those delicious spots inside of you that make your brain turn to mush, and it’s such a relief when you finally reach your orgasm. hanma also likes seeing the way your pussy creams and leaves a mess around him.

- cockwarming also happens after sex as well, especially if hanma came inside you.

- he likes to make sure his cum is nice and full inside your womb, and he wouldn’t want any of it possibly leaking out. he’ll leave his cock inside of you for a bit until he’s absolutely sure it’s all in there. it also helps with less mess ;). though, sometimes, he likes to watch it flow out of your pretty cunt. it only makes him wanna fuck it right back into you.

- “yeah, princess.. just stay like that. i don’t want a single drop coming out, doll.”

- he’s just so.. yeah. you get the point.

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oh-katsuki · 9 months

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hiraguma has pillow princess tendencies i think. he's so monotone, so tired, doesn't have the energy to expend but still wants you so bad. i feel like he's really good at taking it. likes you on top.. maybe in the bath. he likes the way the water gets cold the longer you fuck for.

think he likes when you ride with a shirt on, panties pulled to the side. he holds em there, pinning them to the inside of your thigh, but just let's you fuck him. i feel like he likes the way his hands look when they slip under the fabric of your shirt. the way it pools at his wrists when he reaches up to grab your tits.

i feel like he likes getting head a little too much, especially when he's fully dressed in his work suit. likes it on the couch in front of the window where there's a slim chance of being seen. think that whenever you start, he rolls his head back and looks at the ceiling for a while, kinda like he's teasing himself to not look at you. puts his hand on the back of your head but doesn't push or do much work, just kinda moves with you. n when he comes, his thighs tense up and you can see the way the muscles in his neck protrude a little n he makes quiet little grunts before falling limp against the cushions and brushing your hair from your forehead or the spit from your lips with a tired hand.

#okay!#idk remember him in the bathtub?? imagine riding him while he's like that??#let's also ignore the fact that water is not a good lubricant #tw: exhibitionism #<- so so minor

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portfolio-of-dreams · 2 years

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but i wanted you… | asagiri gen x gn! afab! reader

warnings: some plot, explicit smut, dom! gen, jealousy, slight possessiveness, oral (f! receiving), cunnilingus, slight choking, marking, dacryphilia, kinda exhibitionism, unprotected sex, creampie, breeding kink (if you squint).

w/c: 2.8k

Asagiri Gen was capable of being a patient man. After all, it took time to persuade others to do his bidding. He was cunning and could use his quick wit to get what he wanted. That was the fun of being a ‘mentalist’. He’d tricked Chrome a few times into doing tasks for him and always messes around with sleight of hand magic tricks to distract Kinro and Ginro. He doesn’t like to brag but he’s a pretty skilled manipulator- uh persuader. His three step plan has always worked.

One: Stand by them and create a sense of comradery. Standing opposite of your target person makes the conversation feel adversarial or conflicting.

Two: Give inaccurate information relevant to the conversation. This forces them to correct you and tell you the correct information, which could be useful in the long run.

Three: Order them to do the opposite of what you want them to do. This is the use of reverse-psychology. Humans naturally want to refuse an order so they end up doing the opposite of the given demand, which is what you actually wanted them to do.

But you- you were different. Always saw right through his attempts of manipulation, shrugged off his tricks and ignored him to a default. He tried to insert himself into your conversations in hopes you would acknowledge him. He saw the way you looked at Senku, the way you laughed with him. The soft curve of your lips and the tightness of your cheeks when he agreed to your ideas. That was something he couldn’t stand to see. Today, he would make sure you knew his feelings towards you- no matter what.

It was an overcast day in the Ishigami Village, the sun shielded by dark clouds that enveloped all light. A chilled breeze blew through the trees and waved the flag above Chrome’s hut. Right below it was where Gen found you, with Senku. It irritated him that you were always with him, always around him. He should be the one to make you smile like that, to make you laugh, to touch you. That was the advantage he had over Senku- there wasn’t a doubt in his mind that he could make you feel better than Senku ever could.

“Y/n. Come here for a moment, indulge me just this once, won't you?” He spoke with false innocence dripping over his lips. His lowered eyes speaking of the lies he would tell you just to have you close to him. He knew his normal techniques wouldn’t work on you.

You exchanged glances with Senku before looking back at him. “Fine, Gen. But be quick, we’re so close to finishing the calculations. And no funny business!”

“I’m wounded you would think such a thing, darling y/n.” The words flowed so effortlessly as he batted his dark lashes at you.

You took carefully calculated steps towards him but he quickly grabbed your wrist to drag you away from the scientist. His actions startled you but curiosity killed the cat so to speak, so you followed him blindly to his small makeshift house on the outskirts of the village.

“Welcome to Chez Gen!” He extended out his arms on either side, proud of his small achievement of a hut. He’d obviously had some of the villagers “help” him out because it wasn’t falling apart.

You casually rolled your eyes and followed him past the makeshift door. You looked around but didn’t take your eyes off the slender man, whose face was contorted into a smirk as he moved closer to you. You narrowed your eyes and looked at him- waiting for him to say something about why he brought you here. He knew you were busy with Senku and the calculations for creating the proper metal mix with black clay to create the katana for the counterattack against Tsukasa. Didn’t he know how important that was?

You took a step back in tandem with his steps forward, until your back was almost against the stone clad walls. He held two clenched fists in front of you, the tops of his hands visible and his thumbs tucked underneath. Lowered stormy gray eyes and raised eyebrows stared at you as he waited for you to pick a hand. An exasperated breath fell from your lips as you tapped the top of his left hand. He turned it over and opened the palm to reveal there was nothing in his hand. Confused, you picked the other hand which also had nothing in it. As you stared at the newly opened right hand, his left hand flew up to cover your mouth as he roughly pushed you against the wall. His right hand trailed soft fingertips up your thigh and lingered just below your growing heat.

He leaned in close, hot breath fanning against the shell of your ear, smelling of Senku’s cola, “You know how I don’t like to share, and I think you’ve been spending too much time with the dear old scientist. It’s not fair.”

You huffed and grabbed at his wrist, able to pull it down enough to speak “Gen- if you’re jealous just say so. This little act is embarrassing.”

He roughly pressed his hand against your cunt and slid the other down to your throat “But I wanted you.”

“We’re still in the vicinity of the village…” You barely choked out between moans.

“Then I guess you better keep quiet then.” He growled lowly as his teeth worked the sensitive spot on your neck.

The heat of his lips caused your head to roll back, hitting the wall behind you. He smirked as he continued to kiss and suck at that sweet spot that made you moan his name. He would no doubt leave a mark, the two of you weren't exactly together but he was possessive over the things he wanted- including you. Your hands moved up to run them through his hair but he quickly grabbed them, slamming them above you with one hand wrapped around your wrists. You inhaled sharply as he rubbed his hand harsher against your clothed cunt. Your moans became more apparent, echoing in the space. The hand he had on your throat, moves to cover your mouth as you hear villagers pass through on the forest path. He stands there, staring into your eyes, continuing to grind his hand on you. He slides a finger into the tied cloth you created as underwear. A gentle touch moving just over your clit.

“Shh, little thing. We don't want to be found” A smug look crosses his face.

He picks you up easily, and walks you over to the quilted blanket Rumi sewed as a thanks to him for helping Senku and the village. His lips are rough against yours- needy and desperate to taste you. He slowly lays you down, open mouthed kisses litter your collarbone as he sucks at the skin creating harsh reminders that you should be his. He quickly slides the sleeves over your shoulders and pulls down your top, exposing your already perked nipples. He breaks apart from your neck- a trail of saliva connecting still. His eyes travel down as he kisses down your chest. He looks back up at you, your face so beautifully contorted in pleasure- pleasure he’s giving you. Not that overly confident scientist. He rolls your nipple between his fingers before taking it into his mouth. His tongue swirls around the hardened bud as the hand that's snaked around your waist, grabs at the plush of your skin. Your moans become louder, only slightly muffled by your desire to be quiet. Your hands, finally free- run through his hair, pushing his mouth further onto your chest. He continues to nip at the bud as pulls down the rest of your outfit. His hands move down your curves. One grabs at the plush of your thighs as the other rubs harsh circles onto your clit.

“More. Need more.” You groan and you move slightly in his grip.

“Aw, look at you. A mewling mess in my touch. Tell me who’s making you feel good...” He speaks against your skin, licking down your stomach to your hips.

You gasped and bucked your hips up, digging your nails into the skin of Gen’s shoulders. He hissed and stopped his finger’s movements, pressing down harshly onto the little bud of nerves. You whimpered and swiveled your hips, seeking release. A soft chuckle resounded from his lips as he danced his tongue lower. He stopped at your hips where he kissed along the spanse of your waistline before continuing on to tongue at the soft area where your hips met your thighs. You withered below him, gasping and pulling at his two-toned hair, whimpers and begs falling from your lips at high speed in an unintelligible manner.

He grabbed the bends of your knees in his hands and pushed your legs open, spreading them as far as they could go. Finally he dragged his tongue between your wet folds, using just the tip to tease you for a while. He moaned against your sweet slick, before plunging his tongue in at the bottom and ran it up, letting it dip into your entrance and all the way up to your clit. He wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked lightly, pulling a low sugar-coated moan from your throat.

“You taste even better than cola.” He mumbled against your clit, flicking it with the tip of his wet muscle. Slowly, he spread your lips apart, and leaned back to take a good look. You squirmed and grabbed his head, urging him to continue, but he just smirked and blew on your clit, laughing out loud at your gasp.

“Look at you. So wet, you're dripping from your cunny. Who’s making you this wet? That arrogant scientist? Is he on your mind right now?” He said, incredulously, dipping his finger in before pulling it back and licking at it as he turned his attention to your eyes.

Gen bit down on the soft skin of your thigh. You gasped and shoved at his head, trying to push him off, but he pinned your hand to the side. “I’ve asked you quite a simple question. You know I don’t like to repeat myself, it’s too much work.”

You moaned and tried to pull your hand out of his grip, but it was no use. You huffed and wiggled your hips under his grasp “I- I’m only thinking about you! I promise!” Your eyes became slightly wet as you begged him to continue.

Within moments his mouth was upon you again, licking at your slit sloppily and sucking crudely at your growing arousal. You gasped and bucked your hips up wildly, needing more and more of his mouth, but he pinned down your hips, only responding to your whine with a flick of his tongue. You couldn’t be subtle about the feelings he was eliciting from you, screaming out obscenities. His tongue was like a drug and for the first time in your life you were proud to say you were an addict. He was slamming into you with his tongue and you could feel yourself getting closer to your nirvana as the seconds ticked by. You reached down and grabbed at his hair, trying to get him to release your clit from his harsh movements as you began to succumb to the overstimulation. Gen could be a patient man, but he certainly didn’t like being ordered around. He grabbed your hands and pinned them to your hips, holding you down effectively. You gasped and arched up at a particular deep stroke of his tongue and tightened your thighs around his head, yelling out as felt a wave of pleasure wash over you. Your walls tightened and clamped down on his tongue and you screamed out, nearly sobbing at the intensity.

He finally pulled back and grinned at you, his lips swollen and a deep red. His thumb circled around your sensitive clit, and you jerked back, groaning. He stared at you for a moment- admiring his work. Your face so turned in pleasure, the curve of your lips shining with drool, your body covered in his marks and your pussy oozing out your cum. He moaned out loud at just the sight and threw off his clothing. You gasped at the sight of his slightly toned stomach and down to his hardened cock. You quickly scrambled up to reach over and grab at his dick, running your fingers along the thick vein along the underside of his cock. His jaw dropped open and he threw his head back as you pumped his length, quickening your speed. Once his tip blushed a red and his arousal seeped from the slit, you pulled away and looked up at him- waiting for a reaction. He growled and pushed you back so you were laying against the blanket again. He climbed above you and lined himself up with your entrance.

“I’ll fuck you so good you’ll forget all about Senku. Your only thoughts will be me, and how good I make you feel.” And he plunged into you, quickly bottoming out. “Look at that, a perfect fit.”

He smirked as he began to thrust into you. You gasped and squinched your eyes, tilting your head back in a silent moan. He pulled out and rocked back into you, dropping his face low so the tip of his nose was just touching yours. He started slow, looking into your eyes but the minute he tried to turn your face away, he grabbed your chin and growled “Look at me.”

He looked at you with a fire in his eyes, an almost possessive glare. He attached his lips to yours and dug his teeth into your bottom lip, suddenly slamming into you faster than you thought possible. You choked, breathing in heavily and yelling out his name. He could almost laugh at how fucked out you were starting to look, his pretty thing, moaning and clenching on his cock as he fucked you senseless. You rolled your hips up, trying to keep up with the speed he was going at, but ultimately failing. He swirled his hips down harshly against yours as your pussy throbbed and gummy walls clenched down, coating him in your juices. He snaked his hand up around your throat and pulled upwards, so you looked into his eyes again and he slowed his movements.

“Come on, use your words. Let’s hear you say it…”

You cried, hot tears running over the apples of your cheeks “Please let me cum, Gen. You’re the only one who can!”

A smug shit-eating grin showed on his face as he quickened his pace once again. He pulled almost all the way out before quickly circling his hips down into you. His grunts became louder and his pace and thrusts started to get sloppy. The grip he had on your throat loosened and his hand slipped off to move between your sweaty bodies and rub circles against your clit. You felt your orgasm approaching as he continued to chase his high. Twinkling lights flooded your vision as you felt the knot in your stomach again. A sound of approval escaped his parted lips as you contracted down on his length, so tightly he could almost not move. Your back arched up and your head lolled to the side as you came around him. Blinding lights blurring your vision as you felt him release his heat into you- thick white ropes coating your insides as he continued to thrust into you, making sure you don’t let a drop escape. You winced when he finally pulled out and collapsed beside you. He pressed a lazy kiss to your temple and watched you attempt to stand on wobbling legs.

“Now if you’re done being jealous- I have work to get back to.” You spoke in breathy tones, trying to catch your balance enough to get dressed.

He grinned as he watched you struggle. Throwing your outfit back on and smoothing out the wrinkles in your hair. He stood up to get dressed as well, just watch you saunter back over to the table with Senku. Your legs shaking, top hanging loosely off of your shoulders and covered in him, smelling like him. The thought of it made him giddy. Senku leaned over the table with his back to you, only turning once he heard your footsteps approaching.

“Finally, y/n. Where have you been?”- he looked at your messied state before shaking his head- “Nevermind, don’t tell me. Just finish this equation while I work on the mixture.”

You silently nodded your head and stole a glance at Gen who just shrugged and offered you a thumbs up. Useless as ever, that cocky mentalist.

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