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•𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐤 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭•
Hazbin Hotel Lucifer Morningstar x gn!Reader
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“Lucifer has been very stressed lately due to all of the work being piled onto him, the things going on in heaven, and Charlie’s hotel idea. So as his loving partner, you decide to help him destress a little bit in a very fun way.”
Tags: Smut, Oral sex, Lucifers little whimpers, exhibitionism? , Dom!Reader (Kind of), Sub!Lucifer, x Reader, Office blow jobs
MDNI
(Please enjoy this fanfic, it may not be the best because I haven’t written smut before, criticism is welcome.)
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You have noticed that recently your husband, Lucifer, has been more stressed than usual. He has been neglecting his needs, locking himself in his room and burying himself in his work. He hasn’t been eating as much and he has bags under his eyes. You rarely see him out of his office, never seeing him at any meals.
So you decided that you would go and try to convince him to take a break. You made him some tea and something for him to eat, a grilled cheese, some warm tomato soup, and some freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. After gathering all of the food on a tray, you head off to his office. Once you reach the office you put the tray in one hand and knock on the door three times.
“Come in.” You hear his tired voice say from the other side of the door.
You grasp the door knob and with a hum push it open and step inside, closing the door behind you.
At his desk Lucifer looks wrecked. He is sitting in his dress pants and a dress shirt, wrinkled and messed up, his sleeves pulled up to his biceps. His face furrowed in concentration, his eyes slightly bloodshot, with bags under his eyes. One of his hands is in his hands in his hair, gripping it tightly between his fingers in frustration, his bling licks messy.
He looks up as you enter and smiles tiredly. “Ah hello my love, do you need something?” He asks, sitting up straighter and trying to fix his shirt to not worry you.
You hum and bring over the tray setting it on his desk. “Well I know how stressed you have been lately, so I brought you some lunch and tea.” You say, setting his food out for him.
He gives you another smile, hey this time Warmer. “Oh thank you so much hunny, I completely forgot about eating.” He says, taking a sip from the tea and sighing.
You smile at him, and go behind the desk, stroking his hair with one hand, and the other rests in his shoulder, his face softening as you play with his messy locks, a most comfortable look now on his face.
“You really should take a break you know, all this stress isn’t good for you.” You say, and in response he lets out another sigh. “Well I can’t just take a break whenever I want, I mean I have duties hunny, I can’t just abandon them.”
“Are you sure? Not even just a tiny break?” You try to reason, your hand continuously petting his hair, and the other massaging his shoulder, trying to convince him. It seems to be working a bit, as he relaxes into the chair his eyes half lidded, yet his stubbornness still prominent.
“I don’t know…” He murmurs, rolling his arms as you massage them.
You pout, taking your hands off of him, causing him to whine a bit. You think for a moment, before an idea comes to you, a mischievous smirk making its way onto your face.
He notices it immediately and gives you a questioning look. “What are you thinking about hun?”
”Well how about I give you a little stress reliever while you work, hm?” You say, and before he can say anything getting on your knees and crawling under the desk.
“W-wait hunny what are you doing..? We can’t do this, s-someone might walk in, and- and I have to…” He trails off with a whimper as you begin to unzip his pants.
“Just keep quiet and keep doing your work and nobody will know.” You say with a wink, as you take out his red, already leaking cock.
He stares down at you before resting his arms on his desk, and whimpering, already breathing noticeably harder, even though you haven’t even touched him yet.
You stroke him a couple couple times. “Go on handsome, keep doing your work.” You say teasingly, and he whines a bit, grabbing his pen and trying to resume reading and signing.
You move your head closer to the head of his throbbing member, giving him a few kitten licks causing him to jolt,
“D-dear I don’t think I can do m… my work like this…” He say quietly, looking at you with a pleasing look on his face.
You ignore it, giving him a quick smirk as you begin to lick all around the shaft, starting from the base and moving up, earning you a groan from the man above.
You suck on the tip, swirling it around in your mouth with your tongue.
“F-..fuck darling ple- agh.. please stop teasing me…” Lucifer whimpers, squirming in his seat, panting harder now.
You continue to ignore it, your your tongue pressing against the slit, a loud moan rumbling above you.
You glance up to see your husband looking worse than before, his cheeks red, eyes watery, and hair somehow even worse than before. “My lah… love please…” He begs, more tears welling up in his eyes.
You decide to give him a break, and slowly start taking him into your mouth, going deeper down his shaft as he lets out a moan.
“Oh h-hell please p-p-lease oh agh… hng…” He moans, and squirms, obviously very pent up. He tries to thrust up into your mouth but you place my hands in his thighs, digging your nails into them, pulling an unhappy whine.
Once you reach the base you begin bobbing up and down, your tongue massaging his shaft.
“Oh h-hu- d-darling… please, I- Hng… I… hah.. fuck.. please..” Lucifer squirms and and moans loudly above you, one hand tangled in his hair, the other on the desk, breathing heavily, his eyes closed in pleasure, cheeks flushed.
With one of your hands you massage the inside of his thigh, causing him to get louder. “Please, I want- darling- m-mmm, nhg… please.. wanna, I need to- fuck…gonna- g’nna c-“ He babbles above you, barely able to make sentences, yet you can tell his close.
While you desperately want to tease him you decide against it, knowing he would probably break down with how stressed he already is.
You begin to suck and bob faster, you husband whining and pleading above you, you determainef to make his reach his peak.
“W-a- agh.. c-come.. fuck, gonna HNG, d-arling oh s-sa- Ang..” A few moment later mr moans out and releases, you swallow it all down, riding him through his orgasm until he is overstimulated and trying to get away.
You release him with a pop, standing up and wiping your mouth. Lucifer looks 10x worse than before, his hair sweaty and sticking out in all different ways, his face flushed red, his eyes half lidded and teary, still shaking from the aftershocks.
Despite this you give him a kiss on the forehead and a pat on the head. “I expect to see you at dinner tonight.” You say, before leaving.
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Well there is my first ever smut fic, and first fic in years! Criticism is accepted. Hope you enjoyed!
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Can you pls write vampire!frankie smut. I want him to drink reader's blood while he fucks her, but the rest is up to you 🩷
Sorry this took so long my love <3 But here it is!!
Thank you @wannab-urs for beta-ing!!
General Warnings: 18+, as is the whole of my blog, I will mark anything specific but be aware this is predominantly a smutty blog that writes porn with plot. DNI if you are a minor. By reading further you have taken the responsibility to do so with the warnings I have given.
Specific Warnings: Vampire sex, Vampire bites, Unprotected PiV (sort of), deception, vampire vibes, oral F receiving, biting, vampire bites. Let me kow if I missed anything!
[Ao3]
[part two here!]
Hurt so Good - Reader x Vampire!Frankie.
You sit at your favourite booth, sitting so you face the door. Your nerves spiking every time the door opens. You play with the gaudy, expensive engagement ring on your finger as a way to distract yourself. But you can’t stop thinking about what you’re about to do. Tristan is late, as always, and you’re starting to wonder if he’s even coming at all.
You almost regret putting on the low-cut maroon dress that shows your body off in a was that is almost depraved. But the looks you’re getting from some of the other patrons give you a rush like nothing you’ve ever felt from Tristan. You play with the stem of your glass, your favourite cocktail long gone, but you can’t bring yourself to get another drink.
The door opens and your head perks up, but it’s not him. The well-built stranger is the polar opposite of Tristan, broad shoulders, dark curly hair, dressed in a flannel and jeans, a navy baseball cap tight on his head. His facial hair is patchy and starting to grey in places. You can’t help but stare as he takes a seat at the bar, you practically drool as you watch the flannel stretch across his back as he hails the bartender.
“Earth to space cadet, you there?” Tristan snaps his fingers at you as he speaks, pulling you out of your ogling and you look up to see his cocky grin plastered on his thin lips. His mousey hair gelled back, his hazel eyes cold and mocking as he waves his hand in front of your face.
“Oh hi, sorry I was just lost in thought,” You say with a shrug before realising you had nothing to apologise for, “You’re late.” You snap, remembering why you’re here.
“Sorry I got caught up at the-,” Tristan starts his usual line, and you grit your teeth, anger coursing through you at the same old excuses.
“At the office, yeah, yeah, the same old bullshit.” You snap, your tone sharper and voice louder than you’d intended. So loud in fact that the handsome stranger at the bar turns in your direction. His gaze lands on you and you make eye contact for a brief second and your heart flutters at the way he winks at you, his plush lips pulled up into a knowing smirk, making his cheek dimple deliciously.
“What the fuck babe? I provide for you and this is the thanks I get?” He snarls, his cocky demeanour replaced by the cold cruelty that you’ve only recently allowed yourself to describe it as.
“Provide for me? By stopping me chasing my dreams, keeping me at home so I can cook and clean for you for what? You to sexually harass your co-workers?” You blurt, wincing as you play your hand a little too early.
“Jesus Christ is this about that slut Jessica in the Boston office? Bitch came on to me. Fucking hell, I thought we were over this crap!”
“I spoke with Jessica, and Alice, and they both told me how you basically forced them to suck your dick, you should be charged with sexual assault you sick fuck.” Your temper is building, and you try to keep your tone of voice even but the look Tristan is giving you makes you snap.
“All this time you’ve been rejecting me, making me feel like I’m a whore just for wanting you, and you go and pull this shit?” You slam your hand down on the table, rage consuming you as the piece of shit sitting before you has the audacity to call one of the many victims of his sexual advances a slut.
“Stop it, you’re making a scene, let’s go home and talk about this.” You see the sweat beading on his forehead, his brow creasing as he looks around at the many faces now turned to look at him. But one face in the crowd is looking elsewhere.
The handsome stranger in that absurd baseball cap at the bar is giving you a look you could only describe as awe. His dark brown eyes glimmer in the low light and you feel heat rise up onto your cheeks as you watch them dip lower to your cleavage.
“I’m not going back to that house Tristan. I’m here to say we’re over, and my lawyer is going to be in touch, that prenup you got me to sign? You should have checked my amendments more thoroughly.” You say, leaning back on the bench, Tristan’s face is a picture, his mouth opening and closing as he tries to come up with something to say.
“Bitch.” Is all he manages as he storms out of the bar, phone to his ear as he slams the door on the way out. There’s a pregnant pause in the bar before people return to their evenings. You breathe a sigh of relief as you drop your head into your hands, your elbows resting against the table as you let out a small laugh.
The sound of heavy boots approaching makes you look up, your breath hitches in your throat as you see the handsome man from the bar, two beers in his one hand, thick fingers curled around the necks of the bottles.
Fuck, he’s even more handsome up close.
“Thought you might like a beer after that.” He says with a soft, rumbling voice that makes your heart flutter.
“Bold of you to buy me a drink.” You say, raising an eyebrow at him as he winces at your words.
“It’s the least you deserve for putting a predator like him in his place.”
“Shit you heard that?”
“Mhmm, I think the whole bar did.”
“Fuck.” You groan as you motion for him to sit with one hand, pinching the bridge of your nose with your thumb and forefinger of the other as you exhale heavily.
“Don’t be too hard on yourself sunshine, I think the whole bar would have cheered if you’d thrown a drink at him.”
“Too bad I drank it all, and sunshine? Really?” You scoff as you take a sip of beer, you don’t owe this man a thing, but a free drink is a free drink.
“Thought it fit, stunning but dangerous.”
God he’s smooth.
You hate admitting it but you would let this man take you home and show you a good time, even if it was just to rinse the proverbial taste of Tristan out of your mouth.
“Alright, I’ll bite, to whom do I owe the pleasure of sharing such a middling European lager with?” You raise your bottle in toast.
“I’m Francisco,” He says with a smirk, clinking his bottle against yours, “But my friends call me Frankie.”
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It’s barely an hour later and you’re pressed against his door, tongues colliding messily as you tangle your fingers in the curls at the nape of his neck. His one hand holds you by the hip, pinning you to the door as the other cradles the back of your neck.
His lips are soft, plush, as they pull at your own. His moustache brushes against your skin, sending crackles of sensation racing through you. You’ve never been one for one-night stands but you’re willing to make an exception for the smooth-talking man with his hard dick pressed firmly against your thigh.
“Fuck,” Frankie grunts as he drops his head to your shoulder, his strong nose pressing against your pulse point as he inhales aggressively against your skin, “Smell so good sunshine, like honey and cream, can’t wait to taste you.” He growls as he licks a heavy stripe up the column of your neck, latching his lips onto your earlobe as he hitches your legs around his hips, walking you further into his apartment.
You shudder at his words and whine at the hungry growl that fills your ear as you steal glances around his apartment, clean, sparsely decorated, but it feels lived in. Before you can take in any more of his home, you’re in his bedroom. His large frame cages you in as he lies you down against the pillows.
“Shit, I’m sorry we were going to get a drink and talk,” He pants as he hovers over you, reining in some modicum of his desire as he kneels between your legs, one of his large hands coming up to brush a loose strand of hair out of your face, “You’re just intoxicating mi Sol.” He purrs as he shudders over you.
“We can talk over breakfast.”
You pull his cap off his head, incredulous that it's stayed on so long, and fling it off the bed before threading your fingertips through his hair. You ruffle the tight waves and Frankie groans as you scrape your fingernails along his scalp.
“You’re going to be the death of me.” Frankie murmurs as he teases you, letting his body sink down into you, his eyes glisten as he runs his tongue along your bottom lip. You chase his mouth, but he pulls away, leaning back to pull off his flannel shirt. Soft tan skin, littered with scars, taut with muscle but undeniably soft make you keen. Your hips buck under him and he chuckles softly.
“Such a needy baby.”
“You’re telling me this isn’t needy?” You cock your head to the side as you palm his erection through his jeans and he rolls his hips forward with a groan.
“You got me there.” He glances down at you, his eyes suddenly flash with something deeper, more hostile than desire, as he cups your cheek. But it’s gone before you can truly register it. He dips his head down to your neck, sucking and licking your skin softly as he moves down your body.
“Let’s get these clothes off, yeah? Need to see you.”
It takes no time at all for you to strip each other of your clothes. Before you know it, you’re bare below him. His thick cock is erect as he kneels between your legs and it’s glorious. He pumps himself slowly as he lets his eyes wander over your naked body.
Fuck he’s gorgeous.
You think as you admire his sizeable dick, not too big, just right. Your mouth waters as you watch him pull his foreskin back, exposing his weeping, thick tip.
“So beautiful, like the sun herself.” He mutters under his breath as he lowers himself on the bed, nestling his broad shoulders between your pliable thighs. His lips drag up your thigh, seemingly savouring every inch of your skin. The tension in your core is almost painful as he licks and sucks your tender flesh. He pauses over a spot on your inner thigh and groans as he nips at the flesh.
“Fuck!” You cry out at the sensation, it burns like he cut you with something sharp. Then it fades into a warm, pleasant buzz and you forget all about the pain, mewling as his hot, wet mouth meets your glistening folds.
“Sorry that was a little hard, I’ll be more careful.”
You barely register his words as his tongue teases at your folds, causing your hips to cant up, chasing his tongue once more. This time he doesn’t pull away, he presses his strong nose against your clit and inhales, groaning loudly as his tongue breaches your entrance. The strong muscle teases at your entrance as his nose pressures your tight bundle of nerves.
“Absolutely delicious.” He groans as he moves up to your clit as he latches his lips around it, pressing languid strokes of his tongue against the swollen nub and you cry out another sharp scratch burns around your clit. You’re too blissed out to question it and you buck up unto his mouth.
“Mi Sol, you make it far too hard to show restraint.” Frankie growls as you look down at him, his eyes are almost black, and you roll your head back just a second too early. Frankie grins up at you, mouth bloody and fangs out before he takes your clit between his lips. You’re so wet, you’d be embarrassed if you weren’t so fucking horny.
“Frankie, need your fingers.” You whine, desperation thick in your voice as you feel the tightening in your core as you clench around nothing.
“Anything for you to keep making those sweet little noises.”
He breaches your wet heat with two fingers, sinking into you with ease. You’ve never been this wet, it drives you so close to the edge, the way his fingers fill you snugly as he laps wildly at your clit. You marvel at the fact that this may even be better than sex with your ex-girlfriend, something about the way Frankie devours you is beyond belief.
“Come for me, spill your nectar into my mouth.”
You come hard around his fingers. The strange choice of words somehow spurring your orgasm into an explosion of curled toes, quivering thighs, and strangled, wordless moans as you feel pleasure rip through you like a wild animal. Your blood sings in your veins, pleasure throbs through your arteries, like your heart is full of an aphrodisiac and with every pump you’re driven higher into oblivion.
“Good, such a good girl.” Frankie wheezes as he wipes his hand on the back of his mouth, wiping away any evidence of his affliction from his lips as he repositions over you, his thick tip notched at your entrance as you quiver through aftershocks.
“Frankie,” You groan, holding his face in your hands as your vision sharpens, all you can see, all you can feel, all you can think about his him. His patchy facial hair glistens and he smiles at you as he presses into you.
That’s when you see them, his fangs. They hang from his mouth like curved pearlescent daggers. Your eyes flick down to where you had felt the scratch on your thigh in panic. Your eyes bulge in terror as you notice the blood on your legs, a firm hand clamps down on your mouth before you can scream. He bears his weight down on you as he pulls his tip out of you. You don’t know if you’re relieved or pained at the loss of sensation.
“Shit, you weren’t supposed to see that.” He growls as he spreads your legs with his own, hooking under your knees with his feet, spreading you out. You feel arousal course through you when you know, logically, you should be terrified. One of his large hands pins your wrists above your head. You’re truly at his mercy.
“If I remove my hand, will you promise not to scream?” His voice is shaky and you almost think you hear fear in his tone. You nod slowly, playing nice with the monster above you. Scenarios are running through your mind, at best he was a vampire, at worst he’s a cannibal and you’re truly fucked.
“What the fuck Frankie? Is that even your real name?”
He huffs as he rubs his eyes with his free hand, swiping it down his face in a very human manner. You give him no quarter, glaring up at him with as much fire you can muster. You’re horny, terrified, and it pays to mention twice, so, so horny.
“Like I said, my name is Francisco, and my friends call me Frankie.”
“Ok, Francisco,” You snap and you feel him shudder as you say his full name, “What the fuck is going on here?”
“As you’ve probably already guessed, I’m a vampire, and I was going to bite you, again.”
You’re surprised, and somewhat comforted by his honesty, but you raise your eyebrows at him. He hesitates before continuing and you suck in a deep breath, making it very clear you’re about to scream louder than when he made you come.
“Alright, alright,” Frankie snaps as he leans back onto his heels, completely disentangling himself from you, “What do you want to know?”
You pause for a moment, dramatically placing a finger to your lips as you pretend to think of a question. Frankie looks more and more desperate with every passing second and something about that emboldens you.
“So, you bit me?”
“Yes.”
“Am I going to turn into a vampire now?”
“No.”
“Were you going to kill me?”
“No, never!”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
That hits a nerve, Frankie’s eyes dart away from you and you watch as he runs his hand through his sweaty locks and sighs. He exhales, though you wonder if that was more a habit than a need to empty his lungs.
“You’d have either laughed me off, or run for the hills. I wanted to spend a night with you, no killing or turning involved.” He says, dropping his gaze to focus on his hands.
“Francisco,” You laugh, the sound makes him snap his head up to look at you, hurt in his eyes, “You realise most people my age grew up with a vampire kink right?”
You think if he could blush, his face would be rosy as he realises the truth in your words.
“Those fucking Twilight books!” He exclaims with disbelief written across his face.
“I mean, I was more about The Southern Vampire Mysteries. But whatever floats your boat I guess?”
You smile up at the bashful vampire and despite everything, you kind of like him. He seems to visibly relax, slumping back onto his ass, his legs either side of you as you move up onto your knees.
“Fuck I’m sorry, I’m usually so much better at this, but you’re just so,” He pauses as his pupils dilate and his body shudders, “Irresistible.”
“Fine. I’ve got one more question.”
Frankie just nods, and you try to focus on his face, and not the painfully hard dick bobbing between you as he moves his head.
“When you bit me, it felt good, why?” You scrunch your face up in an uncertain grimace as if you’re weird for feeling good about being bitten.
“Ah yes, that’s a survival mechanism so that our, uh, prey, don’t panic, it’s sterilising too.”
“So, your spit is an antibacterial aphrodisiac?”
“More or less, same can be said for other, uh, secretions.”
Once more you would wager that if Frankie could blush he would be beet red right now. Instead, he squirms under your gaze, and you decide to throw caution to the wind.
“Francisco,” You purr as you crawl onto his lap, draping your arms around his neck as you hover over his dick, “If you promise not to kill me, I’d be delighted to fuck you.”
“You sure? I won’t be offended if you want to leave or stake me.”
“I think,” You purr as you dip your head down to his jaw, rubbing your nose along his patchy facial hair, “We’d both rather if it were you impaling me.”
That seems to be enough to convince Frankie, you feel yourself lurch back on the bed and with inhuman speed Frankie notches himself at your core as your head hits the pillows. His mouth is on yours, begging for entry as his tongue traces the seam of your lips.
You tilt your hips up with a groan, he presses his tongue languidly against yours as you dig your nails into his shoulders. He whimpers at the pain and drives his thick, sizeable cock inside you, balls slapping against your ass as he snarls into your mouth.
You’re so full, his length just right to press into your g-spot but mercifully not so large he can reach your cervix. You think you might actually die if he could, considering the pace he’s set and how hard he’s driving into you. You drop one hand to your clit; you can already feel you’re close and you’re desperate to chase the next one before Frankie comes.
“Fuck, mi Sol knows what she wants,” Frankie groans as he pulls back to watch where your bodies connect, where your fingers are rolling tight circles over your sensitive nub, “Look so hot touching yourself while I fuck your tight little pussy.
“Feel so good Frankie, like it hard and fast, your cock’s fucking perfect.” You respond as you reach up with your free hand to tug at the curls at the nape of his neck. His eyes snap up to meet yours and his fangs glisten as he pants hard.
“Bite me Frankie.” You whine as you feel the twist in your gut as your orgasm builds. You turn your neck to the side before he can protest and you hear the animalistic grunt as he buries himself deep inside you before dropping his head to your neck.
“Need you to tell me to stop if I go for too long mi Sol,” His speech is slurred as he noses along the column of your neck, lips catching and dragging delightfully over your pulse point. You shudder and mewl as you feel the hot drag of his tongue on your skin, “Promise me.”
“I promise, Frankie, I’m going to-.”
You don’t finish your sentence, the sharp stab of Frankie’s fangs melds with the return to a blinding pace as he fucks you with abandon. You come hard as you press firmly against your clit, rubbing hard as you feel the euphoric bliss flood through you. Your neck blossoms with heat, flames licking through your veins as Frankie feeds from you.
There’s a blunt pain, like a deep bruise but it’s engulfed by the soothing effect of his salvia and the white hot pleasure pulsing through your cunt. You cry out and wail at the different pleasures coursing through you. It’s like they meet somewhere in the middle and your mind goes blank, white-hot streaks blurring your vision as you come completely undone.
“Fuck me harder Frankie, nggh, harder, fuckmefuckmefuckme!” Your words come unbidden from your mouth as you feel his groan vibrate through your very bones. Frankie pulls away, eyes blown wide with desire as your blood trickles out of the corner of his mouth.
“So fucking sweet, knew you’d taste good, but this?” He thumbs the blood from his skin, holding it up in the low light of the bedroom, “This is divine, I don’t think I can live without it now mi Sol.”
“Then don’t.” You whine, snatching his wrist with a weak hand, but he doesn’t fight you as you bring his thumb to your lips. You suck the combination of his saliva and your blood off his thumb and groan as the coppery taste hits you. Followed quickly by a warm, numbing sensation that coats your tongue. You suck gently on Frankie’s digit as the aphrodisiac effect ignites a burst of pleasure in your core.
“You want to be mine, truly mine?” Frankie growls as his thrusts become harder, more erratic as he cups your face with one large hand, the other pinning you to the bed by your hip. His fingertips dig into the soft flesh of your thigh and you squirm under him, pleasure making you feel light-headed.
“Please.”
“Good, because I’m never letting you go mi Sol, you’re mine, forever.” He grunts as he thrusts into you twice more, then he stills, panting and grunting as he spills inside you again and again. There’s so much cum you feel it leaking out of you the moment he starts to soften.
He pulls out completely, moving down to spit on your pussy and you whine and shudder at the way it slides down your folds, mingling with the blood, spit and your combined release. His fingers gather it all up and with one digit he slowly plugs you up, keeping everything inside as he places hot, wet kisses to your inner thighs.
“Frankie what are you-?”
“Trust me, mi Sol, you want me to do this, otherwise you’re not going to walk straight for a few days.” He mutters softly against your skin, kissing your tender flesh with such soft devotion you feel heat rising in your cheeks.
“So, this is vampire aftercare huh?” You wheeze as you prop yourself up on your elbows to watch as Frankie dotes on you in the most bizarre but delightful way.
“Mhm,” His eyes are closes as he moves his mouth lower, inhaling deeply as he gets close to your stuffed pussy, “Gotta look after my girl, if you’re still into that idea, that is?”
“Frankie, we just fucked in fucking missionary and it was the best sex of my life. As long as you don’t turn out to be a Scientologist, I’m willing to give this a shot.” You tease as you sit up a little more, running your hair through his soft, sweaty curls.
“So, Scientology is a no-go, but vampire is a-okay?” He asks with a teasing grin on his face that makes your chest flutter.
“What can I say, I’m a freak for freaks, but draw the line at anything endorsed by Tom Cruise.”
Frankie laughs, a deep, throaty noise that makes you clench around the finger still seated deep inside you.
“We’re going to get on just fine mi Sol, but any time you want to leave, I will not stop you. I’ve lived too long to know that trapping you would end in misery. I want this to be as, uh, normal, as possible.”
“Maybe you should have thought of that before ruining my pussy for every other human being out there now I’ve had vampire dick.”
“That fucking mouth,” Frankie purrs as his pupils dilate, “Going to have to see what other dirty things you can say and do.”
“Bring it on Francisco.” You goad him as you bite down on your lip and wink up at him. He has you pinned back against the bed before you can react. His lips brush against yours gently as you feel his hardening dick press against your stomach.
“The night is young, and I’m just getting started mi Sol.”
Your lips clash hungrily, and you smile to yourself as you get lost in each other’s bodies once more.
Who would have thought a breakup would feel so good?
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Kissing Kageyama Pt. 2
Well this was never supposed to happen. Someone had mentioned to me about a month ago that they wanted a part two of this story and while I didn’t have plans for it, I couldn’t get it out of my head. So here is part two to Please Me: Kissing Kageyama.
Thanks @millenialfanfictionaddiction for beta reading :)
Kissing Kageyama Pt. 2
WC: 8.7K ; 29-minute read ; Fem Reader
Warnings: Minors do not interact. See tags for any specific triggers
The backs of your legs hit Kageyama’s bed and you nearly fell backwards had he not wrapped his arm around your waist, holding you up. He smiled against your lips before returning to what you were previously doing.
Kissing Kageyama this time around felt familiar and yet very different. He still worked wonders with that tongue and it had you arching your back before anything had really even happened between you two. The other familiar part was his hesitancy with everything else he did, his unsure movements leaving you guessing as he’d rest his hand on your hip only to quickly pull it away and set it on your waist or your cheek. It definitely made you wonder how you let this happen again, how you let yourself get charmed into another night with the setter when the last time was underwhelming at best.
After finding out Kageyama was the famous setter from Team Japan, you gave him a call. There was never any intention of ever using the phone number he had left in your phone, but one-night-stands become slightly less one-nighty when you learn that you had slept with a famous olympian.
With the decision to meet up again the night of that first phone call, you thought that there might be something between the two of you. Not that you wanted anything between the two of you. You were very content being alone, but having someone that wanted the occasional hanky panky and nothing else, while simultaneously looking like Kageyama, was a rare find. How he managed to convince you to meet him again when the last meeting fell short of your expectations was beyond you. You tried to blame it on his endless charm, but honestly, his charm was nonexistent. You could really only blame yourself.
Either way, the meeting that night didn’t happen. There was no hanky panky for you that night or the night after or the night after that. There was always something coming up. Whether it was practice or a game or your period. There was always something. When he finally asked to meet up again three weeks later, you thought it was a joke as you were beginning to believe he didn’t actually want whatever it was that he wanted your phone number for. It turned out that being an olympian kept you busy and Kageyama just sucked at communication. Big surprise.
That’s what brought you to his apartment building. His expensive, very large, and slightly intimidating apartment building where he opened the door with a smile.
Kageyama pulled you inside and immediately brought his lips to yours in a fiery kiss that drew your breath from your lungs. You certainly didn’t remember that happening last time. The rest of his apartment was a blur as he brought you to his bedroom and lowered you to his bed. The cold sheets hit the backs of your arms and forced a chill to run over you. It crossed your mind for a second whether these cold sheets were clean or not, but you could smell the fresh detergent as soon as you were able to get a breath in when Kageyama moved his lips down your jaw.
“H–how have you been?” You asked, quietly.
“What?” He pulled back to look at you.
Honestly, what? Why were you trying to have small talk right now??
“Have you been doing well?” You repeated, trying to sound confident. Somehow confidence made everything okay, though you weren’t sure how confident you actually sounded or if confidence would have helped this situation at all.
“Yeah, yeah,” he breathed, nodding, “I’ve been good.”
“Good.”
“Yeah.” He forced a swallow. “H–have you been good?”
“Yes.” You nodded. “Very good.”
“That’s good.” He awkwardly nodded with you.
God, you really messed this up.
Kageyama watched you for a second before speaking.
“I’m gonna kiss you now.” He smiled and you only let yourself nod, worried you might say something stupid.
Honestly, small talk? At this point? You had no idea what you were thinking. The mood was good and definitely didn’t need small talk. Not to mention, you really didn’t care about how he was doing.
That’s not entirely true. You weren’t heartless, but based on how he looked, everything was in working order and that was good enough for you.
With unnecessary small talk out of the way, you pulled at the hem of his shirt, lifting it up until he tugged it over his head and tossed it aside. Okay, the talking you didn’t miss, but that body? Hell yes, you definitely missed that. Every single inch of him was amazing. You ran your finger across the humps and ridges of his ab muscles and it didn’t matter to you that you knew he was purposely flexing. You liked it either way.
After he deemed it enough time to enjoy his body, he leaned back over you and attached his lips to your neck as he worked on your top. He slowly undid each button, his mouth following the exposed skin as it grew until he was at your navel and he sat back to help you pull off the shirt. Those lips. You never wanted them to leave your skin.
He seemed to like the lime-green bralette you wore last time and you were stupid enough to pay attention to that so this time you wore a bright yellow, demi-cup balconnete bra and he definitely took notice. You waited, watching his mouth hanging open until it started to get weird and you propped yourself up on your elbows.
“Are you going to just sit there or are you going to take it off?” You laughed and he blinked quickly, looking up at your face and the corner of his mouth quirked up.
“Right.” He nodded and leaned forward again. In his defense, your bra was entirely see-through so he had a lot more to see than last time. His lips were pressed uncomfortably against yours as you propped yourself up and he tried to do the same, having no balance as he worked to unclasp your bra. “Almost got it.”
“Are you sure? It doesn’t feel–”
“Got it!” He sat back, a proud and satisfied look on his face, while he most certainly did not get it. Your bra was entirely still on. In fact, it felt like he might have unclasped it and reclasped it on a tighter clip. “Damn it.”
That’s what it was. That was his charm. That was what had you continuing the disaster of a night last time and what made you agree to have another one tonight. Kageyama was adorably pitiful sometimes and you couldn’t help but smile. Something about seeing a complete disaster in another human was actually endearing. You were sure most of his life he had things together, but this, sex, intimacy, he was completely out of his element and these were the things you couldn’t resist.
“Let me help.” You sat up and gently pushed on his shoulder so he would lay down on the bed. Kageyama’s eyes stayed on you. He hated that he couldn’t do things. It didn’t matter how many times he’d done it before, he couldn’t get himself not to fumble around. He wasn’t this person. He wasn’t the person that didn’t know how to do things. He was reliable and skilled, everyone else saw it. But for some reason, with you, he wasn’t. You didn’t look at him in the way others did and it only made him want to try harder.
Your bra slipped from your shoulders and down your arms before you tossed it to the side and looked down at him with a smile. He wasn’t smiling. He just stared, his eyes on yours before they slowly moved down your body. His staring might have been a lot, but you honestly liked it. He had a way of making you feel like he just wanted to eat you up and you kind of liked that. It was definitely a compliment to be stared at in that way and he was very good at it.
“I don’t remember you looking this good last time,” he said quietly and you wondered if maybe you spoke too soon. Not the worst thing to say, but certainly not the best compliment.
“Oh…kay…”
“No, I just mean that you weren’t as pretty.” His eyes widened and you were sure he felt the insult before you did. “Fuck. No.”
He hit his palm against his forehead and sat up, hoping to somehow undig the hole he was digging. Maybe he could eat you up with his eyes, but the man couldn’t use words to save his life.
“Are you trying to insult me?”
“Of course not. God damn it.” He laid back on the bed and covered his face. Every time he opened his mouth, stupid came out. It was like he couldn’t even control it. Yeah, he wasn’t the best with words, but damn, even he knew how to call someone beautiful.
“It’s fine, Kags.” You leaned over him and laid your cheek against his chest. He was warm. Warm and soft and honestly just big. Compliment, insult or whatever he was doing, it wasn’t going to ruin your night. “You’re lucky I’m not bothered by those things.”
You sat up and unbuckled his pants, sliding them down his legs before he uncovered his face to look at you. Keeping your eyes on his, you slowly undid your own pants and let them fall to the floor. You watched as Kageyama sat up, swallowing hard as his eyes followed your pants down your legs before shooting back up to your underwear.
Yes, you were wearing a matching set. It didn’t happen very often and you did buy this particular set for this particular night, but he didn’t need to know that. Honestly, you didn’t think he would have even cared about the set at all but seeing him look at you when you had on the bra and seeing the way he looked at you now, he made it feel worth the effort.
“You look… great,” he mumbled, each word seeming as if it strained him to get them out.
“Thank you.” You stepped closer to the bed and he walked himself to the edge until he could pull you into a kiss and pick you up.
The tiniest reminder of what happened last time flew through your mind and you tightly gripped his shoulders, but Kageyama just set you down on the bed gently before deepening the kiss, allowing his tongue to overtake yours in a way that made your eyes roll back.
With things moving along swiftly, you figured it was a good time to get the party rolling and you reached down in between the two of you and into your underwear. Kageyama could feel your hand as it made its way down and watched your movements. At first, he was just looking while he continued kissing you. A little awkward, a little uncomfortable, but you thought he was doing it just to turn himself on. Soon, he pulled away from the kiss completely, pulling back so he could get a clear view.
“Let me do that.” He didn’t ask, he didn’t demand. He just sort of said it and honestly you were a bit stunned. You couldn’t figure out if you were surprised or nervous. From what you remembered last time, the guy had no idea what he was doing, nor did he show any interest in really learning. Still, he softly grabbed your wrist and moved your hand aside, replacing the fingers in your panties with his own.
Now, you would be the first to admit, when someone knew what they were doing, having them do it felt infinitely better than doing it yourself. The important part was, they had to know what they were doing. It was very important and honestly, most often not the case. You laid there, half expecting Kageyama to fumble around a bit as he watched your face for all the signs of mind-blowing pleasure so he could feel good about himself. He seemed like that type and you might have been willing to give him that.
As it turned out, he wasn’t that type because instead of staring at you, he laid down, half on you and half on the bed, and propped himself up on his free arm before lowering himself until he could comfortably kiss your neck.
He wasn’t even going to watch you? You momentarily questioned everything until his lips found that wonderful spot on your neck and your mind went blank, your head relaxing against the pillow under you.
Relaxed was good. Relaxed meant that you could wait for him to get bored with touching you and you could pick up where you left off before and get the show on the road. That was the plan.
Well, that was your plan. Kageyama had a different plan and the moment he actually started touching you, he sighed quietly. It was definitely quiet, but because he was right next to your ear, it was anything but quiet and entirely beautiful. If you weren’t already wet, you were definitely wet now. His fingers slipped through your folds and gathered your warm wetness, bringing it all to rest gently as he slowly circled your clit.
His plan was so much better than your plan.
Holy fuck. Your eyes shot open as he sped up his hand and you could feel the building of warmth in the core of your body. Wait a second. This felt… good. This felt so good. Where was this last time? Your head fell back into the pillow and you bit your lip through a moan. His fingers didn’t miss a beat. You would be the first to admit, it might have been a while since you’d been with someone. And you weren’t just talking the last three weeks. Even before that, it had been a while. So when you couldn’t control the level of hip bucking that was going on, you were attributing it to that.
It might have been fast, but it didn’t even matter. Your entire body was trembling. It had only been a short while and you were covered in sweat, your hips twitching, head shaking, all while you had a death grip on Kageyama’s shoulder. It didn’t matter, the man’s fingers continued to work their magic while he buried his face into your neck. Occasionally he would moan softly and it only had you moaning in return. Not as softly.
Finally, your body couldn’t take it anymore. It was like you felt the release just before it hit, like a bucket filling with water and that moment just before it starts spilling over the edge, the anticipation had your vision went white and your entire body tensed and you lifted your hips from the bed in a weird glute bridge, but oh god did it feel amazing. You gasped quietly, unable to breathe while your body stiffened and shook with pleasure.
The ugliest groan escaped from you as Kageyama’s fingers somehow prolonged an already horrendous orgasm. It was torture and at the same time breath-taking. Literally. You had never felt anything like it and if you weren’t experiencing the greatest orgasm in all of history, you might have felt embarrassed.
And still. Kageyama never missed a beat.
Finally, you could breathe again and you gasped for air, chest heaving quickly and you lowered your hips to the bed. You were numb. You’d had great orgasms before, spectacular orgasms, but never to the point of feeling completely numb. Your hand trembled slightly as you rested it on Kageyama’s shoulder.
“Kags?” Your voice was quiet and you leaned away to try and look at him, but all you could see was his ear. His mouth was working over your collarbone and you certainly didn’t want to interrupt that.
“Was it okay?” He asked. “Do you want more?”
“First of all, I am always going to want more.” You managed to joke and he chuckled against your neck and leaned back, looking down at your legs, shaking slightly. Holy fuck, he did that. He did. “Can I ask what that was?”
“What do you mean?”
“Why are you… like…” You couldn’t think of the right words because you didn’t want it to sound insulting.
“What?”
“Why are you, like, good… now?” You now realized how stupid he must have felt when he was trying to compliment you earlier. He smiled and rested his chin on his arm. “Seriously, you were… I mean, you were really awful last time.”
“I was nervous.” He laughed.
“ That nervous?”
“Yes.” He shrugged and looked down at your shoulder, gently brushing his thumb over the soft skin. “You’re pretty and funny and I don’t know. You were so good so I just let you do everything.”
“I do tend to have control issues.” You’d like to say you were working on it, but you weren’t. It was a bad habit, but one that you had developed after being left disappointed by so many people.
“I don’t mind it.” He looked at you and watched your reaction as his fingers slowly trailed their way down from your shoulder to lightly brush over your nipple and you quickly inhaled. You knew he was that type.
“So in the spirit of telling you what to do,” you started, “how tired is your arm right now?”
“Have you forgotten that I’m an athlete?” He laughed and you realized you had yet to see his full smile before. It was odd. Not the smile itself, but like it was something he didn’t do very often.
“Get to it then.” You laid back down, getting comfortable as you waited for him.
“Can you maybe take those off for me?” He nudged his nose in the direction of your underwear and you reached down and pulled them off faster than you had ever taken anything off.
His lips moved to yours quickly while his hand pushed your legs apart and you waited for the wonderful feeling of his finger circling your clit to take over your body. It didn’t though. He seemed to focus his attention on just a general rubbing of everything and you had a brief moment where you thought maybe he had beginner's luck the first time. It was very brief though because soon after he pushed two fingers inside of you, searching for that special spot and your head was back to digging into the pillow under you.
To your surprise, he found the spot almost immediately and you were nearly back to doing a glute bridge on the bed. Waves of heat ran over you and your body was covered in sweat again. Could you really come this fast the second time? Every part of him touching you was building up a boiling heat in your stomach. It didn’t help that not only was he rubbing relentlessly over that sensitive spot inside of you, his thumb was gently massaging your clit. You could barely keep it together. You wanted to come. You could feel it right there. It was so close you could just let it go and release, but this time around, Kageyama’s moaning was uncontrollable. You remembered he was loud, but that’s when he was inside of you. At this point, he still had his underwear on as he grinded against your thigh. Seeing him lose it was half the fun last time.
“Kageyama.” You leaned back from the kiss, but he just brought his lips to your jaw, moaning against your skin. “Kags, stop.”
“What?” He leaned back, eyes half-lidded. “What’s wrong?”
“Lay down.”
“You’re not finished.”
“Just lay down.” You sat up and he fell to the bed. His fingers slipped out of you and you were really regretting this decision, but, if you remembered things correctly, it was about to feel infinitely better.
The front of his underwear had a little wet spot on it and it only made you that much more excited when you pulled them down his legs. You thought he was slightly out of it, but he moved so fast that he had a condom on before you even fully got his underwear off. It was honestly the small things that you found endearing.
You paused, contemplating saying the joke that was on the tip of your lips, but decided against it and instead sat down on his lap, slowly pushing him inside of you.
“Oh my god, you feel amazing.” Kageyama’s eyes closed and he gripped your hips, forcing them back and forth over him. “Holy fuck.”
Somehow, this man, who you’ve admitted on several occasions was very good-looking, just became even more attractive. The little thrust of his hips, his abs tensing and relaxing as he breathed, the muscles in his chest and arms pulsing as he tried to move your body, his neck veins, the sweat that was dripping from his temples and jaw, and the way his mouth hung open as quiet whines and moans pushed out past his lips, all of it sent goosebumps across your skin and a burning heat in your body.
You ground your hips down and he moaned loudly, his head digging into the pillow under him. You remembered that. You definitely liked that part. His loud moans echoing in his bedroom were much better than the love motel. Without the potential threat of getting kicked out because of a noise complaint, you wanted to see just how loud he could get.
Each and every time you ground down onto Kageyama, he felt like his body would explode. He would be the first to admit that he wasn’t that difficult to please. Sex for him lasted only as long as it took his partner to come because he was always shortly after that. With you though, it seemed different. He wanted things to take a bit longer, things to move a bit slower, he wanted to have more time with you. But he knew that if you kept grinding down on him the way you were, he wasn’t going to last much longer at all.
“Fuck, it’s too good,” he wheezed out, his voice strained from the moans. He opened his eyes and looked at you. You were smiling, looking down at him as your body bounced quickly and he bit back a groan. There was no way he would last much longer. He brought his thumb to your clit and started rubbing over it, first slowly, then quickly.
“Oh Ka–” Your head fell back with a heavy moan and you ground down even harder than you were before. “Faster.”
“Shit.” He moved his thumb even faster, his head falling back as your body sped up. He forced himself deeper, thrusting upwards each time you pushed down. Both of you were moaning loudly, the sounds bouncing around the room as he brought you nearer to your orgasm. “You’re so amazing.”
“Don’t stop,” you begged, but the second you spoke the words, your body fell back as your orgasm took over. He could feel your muscles tightening, your body shaking above him and he did his best to hold you there while he thrusted further into you. The tightening of your walls and the fresh warmth of fluid that fell all over his cock had him crying out as he orgasmed.
“God…” He gripped your hips tightly, driving his hips into yours with several heavy grunts until his entire body trembled under you and he fell to the bed. He was left gulping for air, his throat dry from overuse that you could almost hear him wheezing. You watched his body slowly calm itself down with his eyes closed. His chest rising and falling quickly, his ab muscles flexing, his shoulders still shaking and his hair soaked in the front, strands glued to his forehead, and again, somehow he managed to look even more handsome. “Geez.”
He rubbed his face and you took that as your cue to get up and you slowly pulled off of him, dreading the empty feeling as your bodies separated. You had always hated that feeling, but something about it now made it feel extra bad. If memory served you, Kageyama was a good two seconds from falling asleep and this was the perfect chance to step away.
As soon as your feet hit the floor, you felt his hand firmly grip your wrist and you turned to look at him. He was awake. Wide awake with his eyes staring clearly at you.
“Don’t go.” He sat up quickly. “Don’t leave so soon.”
“I’m just going to the bathroom.”
“You’re not leaving?” His eyebrows came together.
“No.” You chuckled and tugged your wrist until he let go. “Give me a second.”
He nodded and you made your way to his bathroom. Thankfully, it wasn’t that difficult to find since it connected to his bedroom. Blindly feeling around for the light switch, you felt the raised plastic and clicked it, light filling the room and you gently closed the door behind you.
Your original mission was to pee, but now that you were in there, you were interested in how he liked to keep things. Snooping was something you were good at. You had a feeling he was an organized person, but this was a whole different level. Everything had a place and was somehow made to look like decoration. Even his razor had a stand that looked like some sort of art sculpture.
Each drawer was perfectly organized with towels, cotton pads, cotton swabs, and toilet paper. There was one drawer at the top filled with lotions and expensive soaps. You didn’t know the brand, but you could tell it was expensive by the packaging.
The bottom drawer nearest the toilet was the least organized, you noticed. Random feminine products were stuffed in little trays. He had everything from tampons to pantyliners to makeup wipes to tweezers. He even had a facial massager in there which made you wonder if he had any idea what he was buying or if he just randomly went through aisles and put stuff in his cart. He also had a menstrual cup. Just one, which confused you for a second. Either way, the thought was appreciated and you made a mental note to remember it before you quickly peed and went back to the bedroom.
“Are you done going through all my drawers?” Kageyama’s voice came from the darkness. After turning out the light, it took your eyes some time to adjust.
“You heard that?” You cringed lightly.
“You were kind of slamming them.” He laughed quietly as you tiptoed to the bed, sitting on the edge. Your eyes adjusted and you saw him sitting up, his back against the headboard, watching you as you looked around his room. “You look pretty like that.”
“Like what?”
“Just sitting there.” He shrugged and leaned in a little. “What are you thinking about?”
What were you thinking? You certainly weren’t letting the comment get to your head. You weren’t thinking about how, for someone who stumbled over everything he was trying to say earlier in the night, he managed to switch it around and continued giving you the best compliments anyone else ever had. You certainly weren’t thinking about how you feel a little less alone when you are with him or about the fact that you didn’t actually like being alone even though you told everyone that you did. You definitely weren’t thinking those things.
Except you were. You were thinking of every single one of those things, but you couldn’t tell him any of it.
“Just thinking about how clean your bathroom is,” you lied and Kageyama laughed. It was that laugh that seemed almost wrong on his face, like it didn’t belong or didn’t know how to be there, but god did it look good. “I really like when you smile.”
Fuck. Why did you say that? Why did you say that?! It might have been true, but read the room, this was not the time for comments that sounded romantic. You just had sex. Couples say stuff like this afterwards. You and Kageyama are not a couple. You panicked slightly, trying to find a way to change the subject or at least fix it so it didn’t sound so cheesy, but you heard Kageyama laugh and you looked up to see him smiling.
“Thanks. Not many people tell me that.”
“Really?” You were sure he got tons of compliments from all his fans.
“I guess I seem too serious most of the time.” He shrugged.
“I find that hard to believe.”
“You don’t think I’m serious?”
“No, I mean, I don’t know. I’ve been around you a total of, like, eight minutes.”
“Well maybe if you wouldn’t leave so quickly afterwards, you’d know.”
“Fair point.”
“Every time I’ve opened my mouth tonight, I’ve managed to insult you.” He had a point and you laughed at his little eye roll. “Because of that, I just stay quiet. People mistake that for being serious.”
“I do agree that your compliments need work. But they’re not terrible .”
“They’re not?”
“I distinctly remember you calling me pretty earlier.” You pointed out and watched him think about it before you could see he remembered. “I also remember you saying I was amazing and so good .”
He laughed at your overly dramatic reminder of his compliments and you felt a fluttering in your chest at the sound. Kageyama was cute. So fucking cute. He had some weird quirks about him, but who didn’t? He was sweet, good in bed which was an incredible turn of events, and he was easy to talk to. These were all surprisingly difficult qualities to find. Most of all, he seemed to like you which was another quality that was difficult to find. Nearly impossible, actually. It really made you wonder why he didn’t already have someone. How could a guy this good, that could get anyone, be alone?
“Why didn’t you want me to leave?” It was a bit forward, you had to admit. It was forward and kind of a weird time to even ask it, but it had been weighing on your mind a bit. It wasn’t even that he didn’t want you to leave, it was that he seemed worried that you would. There was a definite difference between the two and you were curious about his thoughts.
“I don’t know.” He shrugged. “You make me feel less alone.”
“You know, any woman, or man, can do that for you too.” You smiled, leaning towards him and he shook his head with a smile.
“I can assure you, that’s not true.” He sat up, moving close enough to you to grab your arm and pull you to lay back in bed. You followed, letting him cover you with his blankets and he propped his head up on his elbow and stared at you. “Your company is different.”
“What is so different about me?” You rolled onto your stomach and looked at him, resting your chin on your palm.
“You’re just different.”
“How?” You were prying. This was definitely prying and you could tell that Kageyama struggled a little, but it seemed less like he didn’t want to tell you and more like he wasn’t sure how to explain it.
“I feel like when we’re together, I can just be me. It’s like I can forget that I’m a pro athlete for a while.” He seemed satisfied with his answer, but when he looked at you, he could tell you were still confused. “It’s like you not caring that I’m an athlete, gives me a chance to forget it too.”
You stared at him, your eyebrows together as you thought about it. It made sense, but also didn’t make sense.
“God, I suck with words.” He covered his face with his hands and groaned.
“No, no. I get it.” Well you sort of got it. “But it’s not like you’re wearing your uniform. It’s easy to forget.”
“You’d be surprised. I’m never just Tobio Kageyama with anyone.”
“Who else would you be?” Now you were confused again.
“Pro athlete, famous setter, olympian, rich guy with an expensive apartment–”
“In defense of that, you do have a really expensive apartment.”
“Did you steal anything from any of my drawers?”
“No!” You sat up, appalled that he would even think that.
“Did you tell anyone that you were with a pro volleyball player?"
“Just the friend that was with me when I found out.”
“Have you tried getting into any of the games using my name?”
“No, but–”
“Have you asked me for anything like getting into clubs or expensive jewelry or anything?”
“You know I haven’t. Who would ask–”
“Exactly. Who would ask for that? But people do.” He shook his head. “All the time.”
“Damn.”
You knew people could be shitty, but this was a whole other level of surprising. You worked in a bar and have come across some terrible people that treated you like garbage, but that was your job and you could walk away from it. Kageyema didn’t seem to have that luxury at all.
“Well, Tobio Kageyama, you do not have to worry.” You patted his arm and leaned closer. “I don’t even like volleyball.”
He almost snorted at that, shaking his head with a smile before staring at the wall for a short while and then bringing his attention to you.
“You know, I liked that you didn’t know who I was before, but I think I like it more knowing that you know.”
“Me too, “ you agreed. It was almost sad how something as simple as friendship or kindness or love could be so difficult for Kageyama to find. You were sure being a pro athlete had its perks, but given the opportunity, you weren’t sure you would give up your anonymity to the world or give up the comfort of knowing someone wanted to be with you because of you and not your money or fame.
While you were thinking, he had moved closer to you, resting a hand under your chin before leaning in and kissing you. You had been so caught up in talking that you’d almost forgotten that you both had just fucked. He opened his mouth, dipping his tongue out to taste your lips and you inhaled sharply. What was it about guys being vulnerable that had you getting so hot? You pulled back to look at him, wanting more and fairly certain he wanted more too.
Kageyama noticed something in your eyes. You were thinking of something and before he could ask you what, you smiled. A big, bright, wide smile that had his breath catching in his chest. What were you thinking?
“What?” He questioned hesitantly. You considered responding, but decided against it as you leaned in and kissed him again. Kageyama immediately pulled your body closer to him and deepened the kiss further. It almost felt strange though. It was a new feeling for you. He was naked and you were naked, but it felt different. It was almost more intimate, like cuddling without the cuddling part. Your hands ran all over his bare skin before they found themselves squeezing his ass. Somehow your hands always found themselves there.
“Yes,” he moaned into your mouth which made you smile and you couldn’t resist lightly biting his bottom lip which elicited another moan. God, he was easy. You loved how easy he was. He was also hard as a rock and you pulled yourself away from his lips, wiggling your way under the covers until you were between his legs.
Still just as beautiful. You hated that. Men shouldn’t be allowed to have pretty dicks. They should all be ugly, but that just wasn’t the case with him.
While you were down there, you happened to notice something you didn’t see last time. You were so sure he was one of those guys who had no interest in maintaining his pubic hair and just got lucky with a minimal, perfectly-shaped amount. But, just above his pubic bone where the hair seemed to magically stop, there was a little bit of regrowth. You didn’t see it last time because you weren’t this close, but this man actually took care of himself.
Your little celebration of hope for women everywhere ended abruptly as Kageyama shifted his feet back and forth, anticipating your touch. He gently lifted the blankets up and peeked down at you and you used the opportunity to hold eye contact with him as you slowly and lightly licked up the side of his cock.
“Oh fuck.” His head dropped back onto the pillows and his hips thrusted forward involuntarily. It was a really light lick, you could imagine how frustrating it must have been, yet he still ate it up and it only made you want him that much more. So, you picked up the pace a bit, your lips surrounding the smooth head before pulling off and slowly dropping deeper until you felt like you might gag. It had definitely been a while for you, so you decided taking your time was best.
The deeper you went, the louder Kageyama got. The faster you went, the more he begged for more. You didn’t know him that well outside of the bedroom, but his shy demeanor the first time you met, anxious or not, couldn’t possibly match how vocal he was now.
“Yes, baby! Harder!” He cried out and you were slightly confused by what harder meant, but he seemed happy as long as you continued so you just kept up with it. “God, baby… fuck .”
You were also a little confused because he definitely knew your name now, yet he still insisted on calling you ‘baby’. Either way, it was hot as hell hearing him moan like that, so you weren’t about to complain.
As you continued, you were sure he was close to climax when suddenly he quickly yanked the covers up and looked at you. You nearly jumped back, not because of him looking, though it was jarring having you suddenly exposed while having a full dick in your mouth, but what had you jumping was how surprised you were at the sudden movement.
“Get your ass up here.” He choked, his voice raw. You paused for a moment, almost confused because it sounded like you were being scolded? Maybe he wanted to role play. You sat up and wiggled your way back up to him and he shook his head. “No, no. Your ass.”
“What?”
“Your ass… Your butt. Bring your butt up here.”
“My ass and my butt are the same thing, Kags.” You honestly were confused because his voice was quiet and raspier than it normally was and what he was asking for didn’t make sense.
In the most dominant gesture you had ever seen from him, he sat up, rolling his eyes at you, and grabbed your hips while twisting your body so you sat on his face, keeping your face at his groin.
If you could have laughed, you would have. He meant your literal ass. Bring your literal ass up here. If it weren’t for how incredibly sexy it was that he lifted you so easily, the fact that the man was trying to sixty-nine by saying ‘ get your ass up here ’ would have set you into a fit of laughter. You weren’t laughing though because man was this guy it.
You leaned forward again, wrapping your lips around the tip of his erection and sucking lightly before you felt the most heavenly movement in between your legs and instantly pulled off of him.
“Holy shit.” Your hips naturally lifted and he grabbed them, pulling them back down. “Kags…”
That tongue. You knew that tongue would be trouble. You didn’t know when the trouble would present itself or how, but you knew that eventually it would. And now was when it finally did. If his fingers over your clit felt amazing, you didn’t have words for his tongue. God, and he was moaning. Hewas moaning as he pushed his face deeper in your folds.
“God…” You dropped your head to rest on his hip as you did your best not to grind down on him. You were turned on, definitely turned on, but this had you crying and clawing against his thighs. His tongue swirled and flicked and rubbed while he was sucking and kissing and still somehow moaning against your body. Those moans were going to be the death of you and it didn’t matter what you wanted to do, you body was no longer in your control because as long as he continued what he was doing, you couldn’t stop yourself from thrusting your hips forward and holy fuck–
You whimpered. It wasn’t even whimpering. Whimpering might have been sexy. You bleated. You bleated like some sort of fucking goat and it didn’t even matter because immediately your head flew back as your body contorted trying to arch your back in an impossible way. You couldn’t care though. You couldn’t care what you were doing, what your body was doing, or the fact that you were making animal sounds because Kageyama kept licking and sucking and your brain felt fireworks inside. Like the grand finale where it felt like it would never end, bigger and bigger sparks kept blasting through your mind and shooting through your body like electricity, tensing your muscles and forcing your nails to dig into his thighs. You felt sorry, so terribly sorry, and yet you couldn’t do anything but sob until the involuntary convulsing stopped and you quickly lifted your hips from his face, hearing him gasp for air.
He was at least breathing. That was a good sign. His chest rose and dropped quickly, each time hitting your stomach and you willed yourself to sit up and look at him, but you literally couldn’t move, your body exhausted. After a couple deep breaths, you were able to lift your head and realized you had drooled all over his perfect pubic hair. The chances of him not feeling it were slim and you cringed.
Your breathing slowed, returning to normal and you realized his did as well. A light warmth grew along the skin on your hip and you realized Kageyama was gently rubbing your body.
“You okay?” He asked quietly.
“What the fuck was that?” You did your best to turn your head to look at him and he looked confused.
“What?”
“How could you not tell me you were that good at oral?”
“I forgot.” He shrugged.
“You forgot.” You shook your head. “What the fuck.”
Finally, maybe it was annoyance at his nonchalance towards his skill that you had no idea he possessed, but you were able to sit yourself up and turn around, low crawling over to his groin and sitting yourself down. You lined yourself up, ready to sink down.
“Wait, wait.” Kageyama turned to his night stand and quickly pulled a condom out and put it on. God damn it, this guy literally ate you out to the point of you having no idea what you were doing that you nearly raw dogged it. “Why don’t you lay down.”
He sat up and leaned you over until you were under him and he slid himself in. This whole time you were thinking he was the easy one when maybe it was you. He thrusted gently before bringing his lips to yours and it was in that moment that you became more aware of what was happening, bringing your arms around him and wrapping your legs around his back. He thrusted faster and you realized that maybe it wasn’t the kiss that woke you up. How did this already feel so good?
“Holy shit. Already?” You mumbled, pulling away from the kiss and dropping your head back with a moan.
“Do you want me to wait?” He slowed down briefly.
“I don’t think you’ll need to.” You shook your head. He sped up again and almost immediately, you felt the building of heat in your stomach. “Faster. Faster.”
As he sped up, Kageyama’s moans became groans as he worked harder and you could see the sweat bubble up on his upper lip. All you wanted was to taste him and you reached up, bringing your lips to his. Even with him focused on driving himself into you, he still managed to melt against your lips.
Salty sweat and the little bit of you that was left on his lips had you deepening the kiss, pulling him against you. He lifted your hips up, trying to make it easier to thrust while kissing you, but instead just groaned against your mouth.
“I can’t wait,” he breathed.
“It’s okay.”
“You feel so good,” he whined, somehow moving faster. His eyes pinched shut and you could feel his rhythm faltering, his thrusts becoming deeper. As his mouth dropped open, it occurred to you that this entire time, you had never seen this man’s orgasm face. If his volume was any indication, you felt like you were in for a treat. Though, he did sort of have a resting bitch face, so maybe he just looked angry.
His fingers dug into your hip and you watched him clench his jaw, breathing through his teeth as he drove into you roughly. Again, his mouth opened and he grunted. It was an ugly grunt and you felt less bad about your previous goat bleating. Another grunt, another deep thrust and his face turned a dark red. Uncomfortably dark and you realized he wasn’t breathing, the veins in his neck bulging. Small whimper. Awkward thrust since he didn’t really pull out before he pushed in further. A gentle but firm hip squeeze and you could feel his body shaking. One last quiet moan.
Then he smiled. You pulled your head back a little to look. He actually smiled. There was no way that was it. No way was his orgasm face a smile. He exhaled heavily and took a deep breath, his face starting to return to its normal color.
“What the fuck?” You grumbled.
“What?” His eyes were still closed and you could tell he was still in a daze.
“What in the actual fuck. That’s not fair.”
“What’s not fair?”
It didn’t matter, but god damn it, it wasn’t fair. Tobio Kageyama, you asshole. You grabbed his cheeks and pulled him down to kiss you, which he did. So fucking well. His arms wrapped around you and you tightened your legs around his waist. Kissing him before sex, during sex, after sex, it didn’t even matter. It always felt good. You imagined how kissing him at a cafe would feel. Or maybe in some alleyway when you sneak away from the crowds of people to get a moment to yourselves. You thought of kissing him in a movie theater, the way his arm would wrap around your waist and pull you into him. And kissing him in your apartment as you pushed your cat away just to get closer to each other.
With the worry that maybe you had taken it too far, thought too deeply into this, you pulled away from his lips. He looked at you and you were sure you probably had a look of worry on your face, but his own expression didn’t reflect that at all. He looked at you and smiled before gently kissing your lips and leaning back to look at you again. Were his eyes always this pretty?
“I should pee.” You spoke almost robotically. Trying to get away quickly, you rolled yourself to the edge of the bed, Kageyama’s barely flacid penis nearly being yanked out. “Fuck, sorry.”
You jumped from the bed and ran to the bathroom. This wasn’t good. Obviously you were attracted to him. You had known that from the first night you saw him. Somehow though, this kind of attraction felt different. It felt like something else. It felt like something more. Honestly, it felt like you had feelings for him.
“God damn it. It was that fucking pillow talk,” you whispered to yourself.
This wasn’t terrible. It was definitely not good, but it wasn’t awful. You liked being single and it really seemed like Kageyama was too busy for anything anyway. That was a good thing. At the same time though, it kind of hurt. Maybe things changed for him too. Maybe after the magical pillow talk, he felt differently.
Fuck, no, he had no reason to feel differently. You were the one that was impressed this time. He didn’t get anything different than the first time around other than a new bra color. Shit, you were the one reaching to his level now. He was hot, successful, funny, and good at sex? You had nothing. Nothing .
No. No . You’re overthinking this. You needed sleep. What time was it? You looked next to the sink and saw a clock. Of course he had a clock in here. Damn it.
You leaned over the sink and splashed cold water over your face. No overthinking. No expectations. Stop worrying. Just go out there and sit. That’s all you have to do. Just sit.
After peeing and a couple deep breaths, you opened the bathroom door. You had expected the cover of darkness in the bedroom to give you a couple more seconds to yourself, but when you opened the bathroom door, Kageyama had turned on the bedroom lights and you stood in the doorway. Not just stood, but stood completely naked.
Quickly ducking back into the bathroom, you looked for anything to cover with. There was a robe next to the shower and you grabbed it, throwing it on and moving back to the doorway. He smiled at seeing you in his robe and that was definitely not what you needed.
“Is there any way I can interest you in spending the night?” He asked, the boyish grin still on his face and he leaned forward.
“What would make you think I wouldn’t want to?” Maybe he didn’t take you running off to the bathroom as anxious, but more as ready to leave. This was good.
“You told me. In your text.” He held the phone up and it clearly said ‘do not expect me to spend the night’
“Oh, right.”
You hesitated. The thing was that being around Kageyama wasn’t actually that bad. The minimal texting you did over the last few weeks was kind of nice. He wasn’t clingy or overbearing, he listened, like actually listened to you, and compared to the first time around, the sex was pretty amazing. Scratch that. Even if you didn’t compare it, the sex was bomb. It was surprisingly difficult finding a man who looked good, smelled good, communicated clearly, and gave you orgasms. The communication on his part was shaky, but you had a feeling he was a quick learner.
You looked up at him as he waited for you to answer and you thought to add patience to that list. His hair was ruffled up on the side as if he had just woken up from one of those really deep naps that have you questioning what day it was. His cheeks were pink and his lips a little bit swollen, while his eyes looked exactly the same. The same heavy, narrow-eyed gaze. Except there was something sweet and hopeful behind it.
Maybe it was that you were recognizing the small changes in his face or maybe those small changes were because of you. Either way, seeing him look at you with that look in his eyes reminded you that being single wasn’t as great as you had been telling yourself it was. Being single was easy, but maybe easy wasn’t worth it anymore. Maybe the reason you had been convincing yourself it was great at all was because no one had shown you anything better. Maybe, though you were fairly certain, Kageyama had already shown you how good it could be.
“Okay.” You nodded. “I’ll stay.”
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@lostusagis Reply to ask: Under read more due to smut
When Kamui got this worked up, he wouldn't be settled until his desires were completely sated. He couldn't keep his hands off Saku. He wanted to touch everywhere, thoroughly. That cute, blushing face drove him insane.
Kamui kissed him over and over again, tongues heated intertwining, and lips inevitably becoming swollen.
Clothes had already been discarded, and he was throbbing with need. His cock begged to be thrusted into those tight walls. But he liked taking his time, so he held himself back for the time being. Moans were like music to his ears.
His tongue laps over Saku’s nipples, and he continues traveling more down until he reaches Saku's erection. Fingers wrap around it, his thumb teases the tip. Tongue swirling around it, licking up any pre-cum spilling out. Then he takes it into his mouth entirely, purposely humming. The sucking was intense, he slips the cock in and out of his mouth.
However, he removes it from his mouth when he sees Saku about to reach his limit. So, now Kamui was going to sate his own needs.
Using his own saliva, he covered Saku's entrance with it, with teasing movements. He's put his lover's legs over his shoulders, a smirk playing on his lips when seeing his lover's expression.
Soon he'd start slipping his cock inside of Saku, though gently at first since his size was bigger than the average guy on earth. Saku felt tight around him, which Kamui enjoyed. His thrusts started slow at first before soon quickening, getting rougher and rougher as pants ecstasy him. He was drowning in ecstasy right now
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They were a couple of thirst. Yes there was times when they can be at ease just enjoying being around each other. Other times it was urges that can drive a person made. A need like no other to be with each other. At first Saku was not like this, he never felt the urge before meeting Kamui. He was aware of it but once they actually went all the way the first time it was like a drug. The little angel fell into a sin called lust.
So when Kamui was this hungry Saku can only happily agree for he too wanted him just as bad. As most times though it was the other starting it. A normal day can be flipped once the door is close.
Kisses lead to the bed as clothing was peeled away from their bodies. The quiet room was disturbed by the sound of their tongues dancing with each other while needy moans played out of Saku. A warmth inside him started to grow as his body responded to that sin. Falling back he landed to the soft bed sinking into the covers while Kamui consumed him. Pink small nipples perked up as he sucked on them leaving the brunette holding the sheets for comfort.
Squirming under him the tiny moans only got louder the lower his lover went. His breath hitched feeling the warm hands rub to his tip already leaking out his need onto the tips. Whimpering softly he shudder as his cock went into his mouth, being on the smaller size it easily went down deep. The shaft glides on the tongue as he gripped tighter knowing what was to come. Over and over Kamui head bobbed as pulling Saku into a world of pleasure. Just when he was about to fill his throat it was over. "Nooo Baby please." Saku begged wanting so bad to finish.
The begging was not all for nothing though. Soft legs lifted up getting himself into position. Now this was what he wanted more. Even though he was rejected his ending it was about to be more intense. Dazed and lustful eyes looked to Kamui nodding his head accepting all of him over again. Pushing into his tight hole Saku gripped even tighter holding the covers as the massive size stretched him open. It was so amazing to him after they were done to think that big actually fit inside.
Taking hot breaths he bit to his lip trying to muffle himself slightly so the whole ship doesn't know. It was impossible to do that. Saku can feel Kamui's tip deep inside his body like it was in his stomach. One of his hands touched where it would be inside as he rocked with the thrust. Faster Kamui went drilling himself more into the angels body whimpering out begging moans he couldn't get enough of it. This was why it was like a drug.
"D-dont stop! God yes Kamui, right there sweetheart."
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@regensia said:
"getting sleepy, aren’t we?" ( from spiderkuna xoxo )
His eyelashes swept downwards, head and neck limp into the cup of the other’s massive palm. As if entirely innocuous to the proximity of danger, the flaccid length of his spine was draped over the curve of Sukuna’s bicep, the small of his back settled into the crook of his elbow.
Bruises were already beginning to show, splotches, grazes and cuts blooming and bleeding gleefully over an unmarred canvas of skin; pale from being deprived of sun. In such a way had he been marked in the wake of Sukuna’s presence, through handprints, claw-tracks and the marks of crushing teeth. The flat of his stomach was slick with an indeterminable mixture of bodily fluids, his hair mussed and tangled, his skin gleaming with a thin sheen of sweat. Yet, there were no indications of terror, nor was there even a flinch elicited as claw-tipped fingers traced the line of a gash, smearing the welling droplets of blood outwards in a messy disarray of red, painting a feathered bloodstain which sprawled across the smooth expanse of his thigh.
Still he remained devoid of resistance, unable to muster any form of struggle. Hardly surprising, what with how spent and tired their activities over the past few hours had left him.
“Getting sleepy, aren’t we?”
Satoru’s gaze ventured upwards with a leisurely quality, either unbothered or fatigued to the point of uncaring. He roused abruptly from his stupor, hips jerking in a stuttered rhythm as he felt fingers creeping between his legs, exploratory in a way that could only have been feigned. He swallowed, sucking in a startled breath and arching his back, rocking, the clenching of his jaw cutting off the weak moan that threatened to spill forth. But for all the indemnity which his initial reaction might have afforded him, he collapsed soon after, panting, shaking from overexertion with every muscle aflame.
He keened, feeling fingers encircle his shaft, dragging out each stroke with agonising restraint. Another hand found his already aching throat, cupping his chin briefly before shifting downwards to pinch shut his trachea. Satoru jerked on instinct, bucking unwittingly into the hand poised around his cock as Sukuna leered at him.
“If you’re going to kill me-“ His eyelids fluttered as the hand squeezed again, his voice a gasp. “-now’d be a good time.”
“Mm.” The sound of agreement was noncommittal as he pumped again, delighting in the way he squirmed and gasped, his mouth a gaping chasm, one hand pinning his hips as they flexed.
“Now, where would the fun in that be?”
He released him suddenly, leaving him thrusting upwards into empty air, holding him still by the throat. “Awake now?” He was rolled onto the mattress as Sukuna pulled himself back over him, already positioning himself between legs he tugged easily apart.
“Fuck, I- Sukun- !”
His voice wavered and broke in defeat; he twitched haplessly as Sukuna pushed into him in one smooth thrust. He bottomed out and rolled his hips just as Satoru sank his teeth into his lower lip and bit back on another emerging cry in yet another exercise in futility.
“I do hope you’re not thinking of shirking your duties.”
He admonished him with a grin that was all bared teeth, pressing in further as Satoru scrabbled at the sheets in his surprise. Sukuna pinned him down and rocked into him; Satoru only groaned weakly, knowing intimately that all which constituted his world once again lay out of his control.
#regensia#ic:satoru#[asksanswered]#verse:wasteland#[NSFW]#tw:suggestive#tw:smut#//sorry this turned into a sinday-appropriate response
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[ DRIVE IN ]: sender and receiver have sex in the car at the drive in while a scary movie plays. (yves haha foi mal q)
TW: “SMUT” / PEGAÇÃO / MUITOS AMASSOS.
ooc. sua conta em risco ler o que vai ter aqui, viu.
Drive in parecia coisa de non-maj, mas pelo halloween, Arthurian ganhava um especial com sessões de filmes conhecidos dos moradores da reino ao lado; podia até aplaudir o feito, finalmente os cabelos lambido estavam fazendo algo útil e que agradasse a todos, não apenas um lado. Pretendia ir sozinho, mas lembrou que não tinha um carro e acabou grudando em Yves, porque além de ser uma boa companhia, o La Bouff tinha um. Interesseiro? Totalmente e não pelo automóvel em si.
O começo do filme foi normal, não tinha se atentado ao nome e quando tentou, a mão do mais velho em sua coxa o fez esquecer de seu objetivo. — Yves, Yves. — Segurou o braço alheio, pressionando a região apesar dos dedos ainda subindo por sua coxa até o cós de sua calça. — O filme... A gente não devia estar assistindo? — A voz ia sumindo aos poucos, principalmente com a aproximação; Yves era o tipo do Soul porque ele sabia o provocar e o deixar a beira de esquecer o próprio nome, quando estavam juntos acabava de tal forma. Balançou a cabeça com a resposta negativa quanto o que passava na tela, se ele não estava se importando, não tinha motivos para que Rhys o fizesse.
Sempre começavam com beijos leves e que iam evoluindo, tornando-se intensos a medida que a química que existia entre os dois garotos surgia; os braços eram arranhados, os fios puxados, e claro, suspiros que preenchiam o veículo, este que tornava-se pequeno para tantas sensações. O banco do mais velho foi colocado para trás e foi a deixa perfeita para o mais jovem passar para lá, posicionando-se sobre as coxas cobertas e voltando a juntar os lábios com urgência, porque o moreno sempre ficava daquela forma em tais momentos, desejando uma agilidade que podia ser considerada impossível. — Eu odeio tanto quando você consegue me deixar assim. — Segredou entre um selar e outro, as mãos deslizando pelos ombros largos até a barra da camisa alheia, infiltrando suas mãos ali com carícias e arranhões, buscando o marcar nos locais estratégicos.
O que importava ali era aproveitarem, então as roupas caindo em qualquer canto daquele carro era a última das preocupações, principalmente para Dean, porque naquele momento, só desejava findar seu desejo; passou o restante da adolescência controlando seus desejos para não tornar-se impossível, mais do que era, só que tudo era ignorado na presença de alguém que compartilhava dos mesmos anseios. A lista era minúscula, contendo Yves e outra pessoa, por isso, aproveitava tanto quando tinham a oportunidade, não precisava envolver sentimentos tão intensos, apenas algo que lhe agradasse.
Não se esforçaria em outras situações, por exemplo, trabalhando no bordel da família, mas com aquele ali era diferente, porque era o lance deles desde o começo. O quadril movimentava-se com agilidade, as coxas sendo o próprio apoio enquanto os lábios percorriam o pescoço perfumado, deixando selares e chupões fracos, não sentia a necessidade de deixar marcas fortes para comprovar qualquer coisa, assim como agradecia por Yves nunca fazer aquilo com tanta força, tudo sumia rapidamente. Os fios escuros colavam na testa, mesmo com a cabeça tombada para trás devido ao som que escapava por seus lábios, sentia o cansaço lhe tomar, mas isso não era motivo para parar por ali, não até estar satisfeito de verdade.
Não existia rapidez em chegarem ao ápice, não quando nem era a primeira vez, mas dando-se por satisfeito, foi ágil em recuperar, minimamente, o folego e sair do colo deste para voltar ao banco do passageiro e esparramando o corpo ali, porque ainda estava levemente fraco. — Ótimo. — Resmungou no alto do sarcasmo ao olhar para a tela e notar os créditos subindo, tinham perdido o filme inteiro enquanto a soundtrack do momento veio em meio aos gritos dos personagens do longa, acabou rindo baixo por tal pensamento. — Da próxima, a gente vai assistir o filme, tá escutando? E não esqueça de livrar-se das camisinhas, esse trabalho é seu, ao menos.
#lhqshalloweenasks#🎯 𝗜 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀 ៸៸ ask#( GENTE EU SOU PURA VIU?? mas saiu )#( ficou ruim. só que precisava responder essa )#tw:smut.
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“You make such adorable sounds.” (Akechi 83)
@militibus-ex-umbra NSFW Meme.
She instantly hid her face using her hand trying so hard not to let a blush escape from her afterwards,but it was unfortunately visible because only then did her moans turn into adorable toy noises as soon as they began being intimate with eachother.
"Shush Akechi.Goodness you feel so good!"
#☽🦋☾Please come in and enjoy yourself-Ask box☽🦋☾#{{militibus-ex-umbra}}#☽🦋☾Hold on until it's over-NSFW☽🦋☾#{{tw:smut}}
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that coquette trend with the pink ribbons but tying it (not tight) around one of the cod guys cock, like around the base while hes all pink and leaky and hard and taking a pick. ugh im drooling
GIIIIIIRL THE GASP I GUSPED WHILE READING THIS OMG IM DROOLING TOO!!!!! Some bitches get morning texts from their partners, some from their friends, but me?! This is my good morning texts and that's all i need in life!! Thank you for your amazing brain!
Tw:smut, female reader
Johnny ‘Soap’ Mactavish:
His darted between yours and your fingers. He smiled as you pawed at his thigh, knowing that soon they’ll be around his cock. “Come on, you’ve got me impatient bonnie”, he’d complain as he always does. But this time, you’re ready to switch roles. It’s you who’s usually a mess underneath him; a whimpering, crying mess. What if it’s finally his time to be teased mercilessly?
“You’re always impatient, Johnny.” you retort as you sit up slightly, shifting as you feel your knees giving up from pressing against the floor for too long. “Close your eyes, I’ll be right back.” You bat your eyelashes at him, he won’t resist it, he won’t resist a surprise in the first place either way. Although he scoffed, it’s not Johnny if he’s not bratty anyway, he did what you asked him for, laying back against the couch, his thighs parting a little more, and there’s a stupid smirk on his face when he closes his eyes “As you wish, kitty.”
So pretty, standing in all its glory, his cock adorned by a pinkish blush, almost twitching in anticipation. He shivers when he feels the lightest brush of your fingers against his sensitive skin, followed by something so foreign “What’s that, kitty?” he shuffles in his seat, not knowing if he should trust you or open his eyes. “Keep them closed Johnny, just for a second…go ahead, you can open them”. Quickly, his eyes were on you, kneeling so prettily between his thighs, eyes soft and round and your lips are twitching, trying to stifle a laugh, that’s when he looked at his own dick, still covered with your hands that slowly peel away to reveal a thin, pale pink ribbon tied loosely around the middle of his dick. It’s ridiculous, really. He looks pathetic, ‘unmanly’, and yet, despite the rolling of his eyes, he still reached down to jerk at his length. His eyebrows raise slightly at the way the ribbon would move with every up and down of his palm, something about is so fascinating, even for you as you swat his hand to replace it with yours. Something about it, so delicate and soft, made him slip into that mindset, he’s whimpering. Johnny ‘Soap’ Mactavish is whimpering and trembling as his pretty kitty is giving him a handjob! He’s breathless, hissing when you slow down your pace, only for it to turn into a moan when you pick up the tempo again. It wasn’t long before the once pink ribbon became a wet, white mess.
John Price:
There’s an evident smirk on his face as he watches you getting prepared for your night out with your girls. His eyes never leave your nimble fingers as they tie a girly pink ribbon at the end of your braids. “That’s cute, darling. You look so delectable with those bows.” You only laughed, shaking your head at him, too used to his antics when you spend a night away from him; anything to keep you home.
But this time, it wasn’t him who kept you back, but rather the dirty thoughts that kept running through your mind as you applied your makeup. You take a deep breath before marching towards him, thanking whatever god above that John always slept in the nude in the comfort of his own house, all you had to do was to peel the covers to see his already erect cock.
He has the audacity to laugh, as if he already saw it coming, it makes you huff, wrapping the ribbon a little tighter than what you originally intended. “Simmer down, darling. Loosen up, and loosen that silky thing too…” Jerk!
You do end up loosening it up slightly, tying a perfect bow around his base, the strings tickling at his balls, enhancing the feeling of it all. His eyes flutter when he feels your tongue circling around his tip, you hum at the taste of his pre. For some reason he’s already panting. He’s already got his fingers laced in your styled hair, pushing you further and further down his dick, until your lips reach the pink circle of silk, gagging and drooling around him. You’re late to your dinner, you always are, but it’s alright. It’s more than alright when he sends you a picture in the middle of your hangout. The image itself makes you rub your thighs together under the table, the sight of his huge cock still decorated with the pink bow, the sight of the ribbon translucent in some places, the drops of his cum pooling around his balls, the text followed after “Come unwrap your gift, my darling” all got way too impatient to get back home to him.
#john price x reader#john price smut#john price#soap x reader#soap smut#soap#captain price x reader#captain price smut#captain john price#johnny mctavish x reader#johnny mactavish smut#johnny soap mactavish#cod smut#cod x reader#call of duty#female reader#smut
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Farleigh Start..1
Tw:smut
Farleigh Start! Who the second he’s drunk or high, becomes a whiny baby. Begging for your attention, for you to touch him.
Farleigh Start! Who is also a little baby in the morning. Wrapping his strong arms around your waist to make sure you don’t leave.
Farleigh Start! With whom you have the deepest shit talking sessions ever. He knows every thing that’s going on in Oxford and will share it with you. You guys can spend hours spilling tea over who did what.
Farleigh Start! Who at the beginning of sex will only respond your teasing with quicks “yes” or “no” but once you start to fuck the attitude out of him he will be whimpering mess, begging, whining.
Farleigh Start! Who will try to dom you once in a while. But we all know that at the end of the day he’s a sub.
Farleigh Start! Who get off at you getting off. What get him the most is you riding his thigh. Just the sight of you going back and forth could make him cum undone in his pants.
Farleigh Start! Who definitely has a size kink. Wrapping his big hands around your throat, having to lean a lot just to be eyes to eyes with him, you looking up to him.
Farleigh Start! Who when someone does or say something you’ll talk shit about later, he gives you a little nudge followed by a certain look.
Farleigh Start! Who is the biggest party animal ever. On the dance floor you’re never alone, always with a tall curly headed boy behind you.
Farleigh Start! Who is a jealous man(no shit😨). Always asking “ who are you texting with that smile” like the mom of a teenager. What pisses him off the most is you dancing with someone else then him at a party. How dare you?! That’s literally HIS thing he does with you.
Farleigh Start! Who you begged to match outfits with. Once he accepted he loved it, everyone knowing you’re his. Not that he will ever admit it.
Farleigh Start! Who’s mindset is “ you’re with me or against me” at the beginning you two had a weird hate relationship always giving each other snarky comments. Until you realized how powerful you would be together and how much sexual pleasure he gives you.
Farleigh Start! Who’s always in the mood. If you’re horny so is he. All you have to do is ask, then boom he’s on his knees.
Farleigh Start! Who after you, his apparence matters the most. Always perfect hair, clear skin, he’ll spend hundreds of dollars on products if he has too. He use expensive parfum but the smell of his cigarettes overpower it.
Farleigh Start! Who in general is a shit talking cunt in public but a real clingy baby in private.and a sex god.
#i love him#archie madekwe#farleigh start#saltburn#farleigh start x reader#felix catton#in love#farleigh x reader#farleigh imagine#farleigh catton#farleigh saltburn#coquette#i want his dick so far down my throat it leaves bruises#farleigh smut#farleigh x you#shit talking#boyfriend#iconic
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A peek into the bedroom
3racha x chubby!reader headcanons about their suggestive behaviour and how they behave in the bedroom
WC:481 Genre: smut
TW:smut 18+ only
@kflixnet
@comet-falls you convinced me so I did it
Chris
extremely touchy person
loves to grab a handful of your ass anywhere anytime
face down, ass up is the way for this man
very rough but knows you can and will take it ;)
loves to squeeze your hips when fucking you
loves squeezing your thighs when eating you out
his goal is to leave fingerprint marks all over you
..and maybe a few handprints on your ass eheh
loves to leave bite marks on your neck and belly
might go easy on the neck because it’s a generally exposed area but on the belly…
HE IS BITING
on nights when he feels a little more romantic he loves to switch positions and always puts you in a mating press because he wants to see your face <3
loves doing it raw because he gets to cum in you
BREEDING KINK
always overstimulates himself because he likes the idea of fucking his cum back into you
big in cuddles after sex, they’re a must
good boyfriend ™
Changbin
softest and kindest pleasure dom to ever exist
loves to see you in expensive pretty lingerie, prefers pink but as long as he is taking it off of you it really doesn’t matter that much
this dude lifts almost 150kg he CAN and WILL manhandle and throw you around
lovingly of course
loves to pick you up and just fuck you
wall sex, shower sex, counter sex
loves anything that involves using his strength on you
hates edging because doesn’t like to make his pretty baby wait
big into overstimulation
big into body worship
pretty vanilla
loves missionary but adores it when you ride him because he likes to see your tits bounce
NEEDS to see your face
textbook version of boyfriend
aftercare king
husband material
Han
absolutely adores you
like actually worships you and kisses the ground you walk on
subby hannie <3
oral fixation goes crazy
loves to suck on your fingers and loves when you suck on his fingers
loves eating you out, wants to do it AT LEAST once a day
wants you to suffocate him with your thighs so bad, he begged you for weeks
often cums in his pants when he eats you out
prefers eating you out than getting sucked off
literally everytime you wanna suck him off you need a good 10 minutes worth of convincing
loves cowgirl
when you’re on top you look even more like a goddess to him
tends to cum quick because he’s too excited but can go a few rounds so that doesn’t stop him
once you sent him a audio message of you moaning and playing with yourself and he came untouched <3
actually obsessed with you
falls asleep right after sex, he likes to lay on your chest and he makes those little noises in his sleep
sometimes likes to suck your nipples to sleep
he’s cute <3
#kpop#reader insert#stray kids#bang chan x reader#stray kids x reader#stray kids imagines#bang chan scenario#bang chan#bang chan imagine#bang chan smut#chubby!reader#3racha#3racha x reader#3racha imagines#changbin x reader#seo changbin#changbin#changbin imagines#changbin scenarios#3racha scenarios#changbin smut#han x reader#han imagines#han scenarios#han jisung#jisung x reader#jisung imagines#jisung scenarios#jisung smut#han smut
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Introduction And Rules and Blah
Feel free to request anything :)
(Drawing above by me)
Hello you can call me Fuse, I go by any pronouns although feminine is preferred. Welcome to my little trash can of chaos.
This blog will mainly contain random chaotic shit I feel like posting at random times, and fanfiction.
‼️🛑THIS BLOG WILL CONTAIN NSFW TOPICS AND STORIES🛑‼️
As per the usual MDNI, I will allow people that are 16+ because by then you should know better and I feel you can handle it more, but it is your own choice to read and interact or not. However if you are younger and do chose to interact I cannot stop you because I am not your mother, and whatever you chose to expose yourself to if you ignore this warning will be your own fault.
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RULES AND SUCH:
No pedos, homophobes, racists, sexists, minors (read warning above) or rapists and stuff like that.
If you request something on my page that is nsfw and I believe your a minor I will ignore it, and if it is confirmed I will block you.
Do not harrass or discriminate to anybody on this blog. (In requests, comments, reposts ect-)
If you break these rules (which there are not many so it won’t be too hard) you will be blocked.
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RULES FOR REQUESTING:
Requests Are Open :)
What I will write:
Smut (Keep in mind I am AroAce so if it is not realistic I am sorry)
Fluff
Angst
Character x Reader
Character x Child!Reader (Platonic)
Character x Reader x Character (Polyamourus)
Any gendered reader
Headcannons
Drabbles
Reader personality traits/habits (such as: Reader is gloomy/optimist, or reader fidgets alot/Has a habit of talking outloud)
What I will not write:
Piss, scat, vomit, vore ect-
Pedophilia
ABDL/Age Regressing (I have nothing against it it’s just not something I really want to write)
Beastiality (With actual animals, hybrids are fine)
Character x Character
Noncon
Yandere
Reader with certain race, ethnicity, religion ect-
Trans readers (I am not transphobic at all, I just personally am not trans so I wouldn’t know how to write it)
Specific details about the readers appearance
No reader disorders (ADHD is fine however)
What I am currently writing for:
Hazbin Hotel (Any character except for children. Will write for Nifty, Mimzy, Emily, o and only MAYBE alastor)
May start for creepypasta but idk
Other info on requesting:
If readers gender is not specified or hinted at, will be set to gn
If type (Heacanons, Drabble, Story) is not specified, I will just do Headcanons + Short Drabble
Feel free to add reader details (listed in what I will do) but I will not do ones that are too specific, I try to be open so everyone can enjoy and see themselves in the reader :)
I do not use the terms “Y/N” or “Reader” in my stories or drabbles because I personally do not like it and feel like it breaks the immersion (Will use reader for headcanons though)
I will usually write things in second person (You, Yourself)
I go in order of when things are requested, so if you requested something and are following the rules, it will be written after eyertging before it.
If you have any questions or concerns relating to what I write, or if you have a request, feel to ask in the ask box and I will get to it soon as possible.
MASTERLIST
#hazbin hotel#Smut#rules#idk what else to add#plz help me istg#Hazbin hotel x reader#character x reader#fluff#angst#husk hazbin hotel#lucifer morningstar#Hazbin hotel lucifer#hazbin hotel adam#hazbin hotel husk#hazbin hotel cherribomb#Hazbin hotel angel dust#hazbin hotel alastor#hazbin hotel charlie#hazbin hotel sir pentious#hazbin hotel vaggie#hazbin hotel rosie#radio demon#alastor the radio demon#x reader smut#x reader#reqs open#hazbin hotel smut#tw: suggestive#tw:smut
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SNAPS WITH BROS BSF!CHRIS PT.1!! (you're nate's little sister | 18 y/o | and you're friends with benefits, w chris) TW:SMUT, SMALL AGE GAP, FWB, JEALOUSY?? CHRIS TEASING Y/N WITH HER BROTHER (like reminding her that she's a "traitor") AND IDK WHAT ELSE.
Hope yall like it <3
#chris sturniolo#chris sturniolo x reader#matt sturniolo#nick sturniolo#sturniolo triplets#female reader
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vinnie hacker X you, an ICY roadtrip KINKMAS 12
TW:smut rough sex/
you woke up, to a snowstorm, and decided that this was one of the greatest experiences ever to befall mankind. You loved snowstorms with all your heart. You were the kind of person who loved them even if they didn’t look or feel particularly exciting; the kind of person who would rather get lost in their thoughts than watch the snow fall on someone else. but you also enjoyed winter and snow as a whole.
you got to reading a book and drinking some tea before you left for your roadtrip, vinnie was showering in a warm steamy bath, you had showered late last night so you decided not to shower again.
after you finished sipping your tea, you packed up the remaining stuff, vinnie had finished showers.
you had a short convo about the trip.
within the next couple of minutes you two got in the car and headed onto a nearby town, up in the moutains which was gonna be even colder.
"you look so cute in your jacket" said vinnie.
you blushed, you repiled "thank you and you look very handsome"
you listened to some kali uchis along the way, crossing many different cities.
untill you finally arrived at the town. it was beautiful their were so many shops and big trees with christmas lights all over them.
"hurry up vinnie lets go explore" you said with a excited voice.vinnie admired how cute you were when you were excited he loved you more then anything else in the world.
you both got off and started walking toward your new hotel, on the way you saw many trees with christmas lights, sometimes you would stop to snap a quick photo and share it on instagram.
"ooo look at that apparel shop"
you said, "wow… lets head on over Y/N"
you two entered as you saw amazing beanies, they were so cute. you found some cute mugs and decided to buy them, the entire store was made out of wood, it was nice and smelled fresh!! their were a lot of people, but the store design had a lot of room and rooms, to keep everyone from getting overwhelmed, like the hoodie section you saw, this store had 4 different hoodie sections, which seemed excessive to you, but it was smart, as it allowed people the opportunity to buy more.
after some more digging around you both decided to drive to your hotel, you got in the car, parked, now you were inside your hotel.
it had an aamzing view you made sure you werent too close to the main shopping are as you did not want noise disturbances.
you both got into a heated makeout session, vinnie loved you. he was tired, so you decided to give him an early gift.
but first, you took off all his clothe, gave him a kiss, as he sat on the bed.
"your so sexy" he said you blushed
however your make focus was giving him pleasure, you took of your clothe and slowly started to bob your head on his cock.
he let out a lengthy groan.
you smiled and went faster. he let out a moan enjoying this view of you somehow it made him feel powerful.
he gripped your hair as tight as he could as he started to shiver. "fuck fuck Y/N"
you could feel him as he was going to come undone.
you both moaned in unison as he came into your mouth.
"now relax vinnie lets sleep"
the two of you laid side by side, you turned on the heater and turned on the TV.
THE END
#send in concepts#smutty#smut#vinnie hacker#vinnie hacker concept#vinnie hacker smut#vinnie hacker imagine#vinnie hacker x reader#vinnie hacker x reader smut#vhackerr#vinnie icons#vinnie x reader#vinnie vincent#vinnie x you#vinnie x y/n#vinnie hacker blurb#vinnie hacker x male reader#vinnie hacker x you#vinnie hacker x y/n#vinnie smut#vinnie hacker smutty#kinkmas 2023#kinkmas#masterlist#vinnie hacker tattoo#vincent hacker#vinnie hacker oneshot#vinnie hacker imagines#vinnie hacker fanfic#makeup sex
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˚₊‧꒰ა MASTERLIST ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
| NAVIGATION | MASTERLIST (YOU ARE HERE) | | RULES | CREDITS | REQUESTS |
HONKAI STAR RAIL
—Aventurine
GAMBLE FOR YOUR LIFE ! tw:dubcon
OUTLUCK THE UNLUCKY ! tw:incest, noncon, angst
MR HOTSTUFF, PLEASE NOTICE ME ! tw:smut
Aventurine cum drabble.. tw:noncon, kidnapping, cum eating
—Jing Yuan
CHERUB tw:incest, noncon
—Dan Heng
Past reincarnation's daughter drabble tw:incest (??)
—Sunday
Possessive!Sunday drabble tw:incest, implied noncon
JUJUTSU KAISEN
—Gojo Satoru
DECEPTION tw:incest,noncon/dubcon
BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA
—None yet, come back later?
BLUE LOCK
—None yet, come back later?
LOVE AND DEEPSPACE
—Zayne
PLAYING NURSE FOR BIG BROTHER ! tw:incest, smut
#masterlist#aventurine honkai star rail#hsr aventurine#honkai star rail smut#honkai star rail#hsr smut#jjk x reader#jjk#jjk smut#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu kaisen smut#yandere aventurine#yandere hsr#yandere jjk#yandere jujutsu kaisen#boku no Hero academia smut#my hero academia smut#yandere mha#yandere BNHA#project sekai#project sekai smut#yandere project sekai#love and deepspace#LND smut#yandere LND#tw.noncon#tw.stepcest#tw.dark content#tw.incest#tw dubcon
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⛓️Dating Pelle ohlin⛓️
Tw:smut,brief mention of sh,oral sex,fingering,fluff,AFAB!reader,unprotected sex,kind of cnc just a sprinkle of it you won’t even notice.
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Pelle would definitely be so sweet in private
Like around your friends he wouldn’t really show you a ton of affection
But trust me when you two are alone he is the sweetest guy ever😭♥️
“You know I love you right?”
“Just lay down with me for a little longer pleasee?”
But in public you’d be lucky if he held your hand in front of the band💀
He would give you little pecks when the band wasn’t looking tho
After he slit his wrists on stage one night you were concerned and talked him into getting help let’s pretend Pelle didn’t kill himself💀
After a few months of therapy you noticed a big change in him,he was happier and honestly way better to be around.
Pelle LOVED and I mean loved fingering you, he loved the way you squirmed and melted under his touch,he loved how your walls clenched around his fingers while you came all over them.
He loved to finger you while simultaneously lapping at your swollen clit while you whined and begged for him to stop :(
He would have you sit on his lap so he could look into your eyes while he fucked you
He LOVED hearing you beg for him to stop eating you out or stop fucking you so hard,it turned him in so much
After sex he would always cuddle you like nothing could interrupt him when he was taking care of his baby
“You did so good princess”
“Such a good girl for me all the time”
“Go to sleep honey don’t worry im right here”
Oh and lord help whoever decided to walk in and bother him while he was comforting you
“Get the fuck out before I fucking shoot you”
“Shut the fuck up she is sleeping are you dumb?”
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Au:THANKS FOR SUPPORTING MY PAST TWO STORIES ILY GUYS IF YOU HAVE ANY REQUESTS JUST COMMENT THEM !!!
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The Engagement (Havik x F!Reader)
I did it again...More Havik smut.
Summery: Havik is you bf and ask to marry him. simple right.
TW:Smut, mentions of scars, rough sex, and well its Havik...have you seen him.
read under the cut.
You sat on the bed waiting for your boyfriend to show up. You knew about his certain abilities but you're still not used to how he looked after the incident. It's something to get used to. He's told you that the chaos has blessed him with this new face. But this night was different. It's been a few months. Yes you still weren't used to his look but what he did tonight changed everything.
As you wait, he opens the bedroom door. You looked over and smiled. "Havik, I've been waiting for you."
"Yes, And what is your answer?" He asked you with a hint of worry to his voice.
You stood up off the bed and walked closer to him, the dim lighting didn't show off what you were wearing until you got closer. You had on your best lingerie. You reached out to touch his chest. His eyes widened at what he saw. If he still had cheeks he would be blushing.
"My answer is yes, I will marry you." You said before kissing his chin.
Havik, Being exposed to a lot of shocking and highly disturbing things that you think there's no way he would be shocked or in awe. This was the only time. With you he felt that there is more than life then just chaos.
Frustrated at the fact he doesn't have lips to kiss you, hurt him deeply. You can see it in his eyes. "Lets make out." You said seeing if that might help. "You still have your tongue" You remind him and winking. "I love you, Y/N" He says as he leans in for the kiss, you open your mouth and your tongue wrestles with him for a bit. After that you looked into each other's eyes and realized that nothing will change. Your love for eachother is eternal.
You and Havik go over to the bed while taking off clothing items. You laid on the bed and looked at him. His body was built and scared up. You didn't even care about anything wrong with him. You cared about him and only him. He felt the same about you with your scars. He touches your whole body before positioning himself, spreading your legs. His hard, throbbing cock slid slowly inside of you.
You moan and shudder as he fills you up, your walls hugging his cock. He growls a bit. "Gods, You're so tight. It's been too long. ooohhh feels amazing." You moan and nod while looking at him. "Such a good girl. Let's see how well you take me." He starts moving, thrusting hard and slow, making you moan loud. "MMMM I want you and only you Havik, please...mmmmmm"
"Beg for me baby." Havik groaned and started thrusting harder and faster."Please Havik, fuck me. Please." Havik grips your hips and starts fucking you as you asked. He starts pounding into you, his balls slapping against you. his hips hitting against yours as he leans down to lick the side of your face which makes you gasp and moan loudly. After a few minutes he pulls out of you fast and turns you over to lay on your stomach. He sits you up on your knees and slams back inside of you. His pace was now hard and rhythmic.
You could barely speak words, just sounds coming from both of you. You feel your chest moving fast as he pounds you from the inside. ``I'm close! HAvik pleaseMMM" You pleaded with him,you were so close to your climax. "Cum with me, Y/N '' Havik's thrust started to get more erratic and sloppy. You could feel him get close. You close your walls around his member to make it tighter. He groans and growls as you practically yell for him. Both of you came at the same time. His seed fills you up before pulling out.
You lay down as Havik lays next to you, you lay on his chest to get more comfortable. "I love you so much Havik, So much." You told him as you kissed his chest lightly. Havik, as the happiest he's ever been in a long time, holds you close to him as he pulls the blanket over the both of you. "I love you too, My love."
#mortal kombat#my writing#smut#fanfiction#mortal kombat 1#reader#havik#mk havik#havik smut#havik x reader
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