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…Ghosts We See MC dancing to this song in Hyquile?

Ghosts We See // ficlet 04: Hips Don’t Lie

When Oikawa Tooru, Crown Prince of Aoba, took up Iwaizumi’s suggestion of taking you to the festival in Seijoh tonight, he had no idea that it would come to this.

You had been distressed as of late with everything going on, and you had always been an easy one to read. You wore your heart on your sleeve, just as Oikawa wears a smiling mask.

Attending the festival had instantly put a bright smile on your face, blindingly so, and Oikawa had found himself seeking out that light as your hand pulled on his arm, weaving your figures through the crowds and the stalls that popped up especially for tonight. Iwaizumi is nearby as always, dressed in regular clothes instead of his gleaming armor that he usually wore as a Blue Knight, following after Oikawa and you to make sure nothing happened to the Crown Prince and that you didn’t drag yourself into danger as you were apt to do. 

Oikawa is careful to keep his own disguise on, one hand frequently pulling down at the beret that shadowed his eyes and steadied his glasses that slid down every time you tugged him forward. 

Oikawa did not know you had it in you to- how did you put it again?- ‘party’ the way you did. He supposed the novelty of experiencing a festival in an alternate world could fill anyone with an abundance of excitement. You tried every single food and candy, and Oikawa is more than happy to try them with you. It has been years since he ate some of these local sweets; his caretaker had been quite strict with his diet growing up, and rarely did he get to enjoy the sweeter foods his own people would often produce and eat.

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playmate of the year.

synopsis ↷ congratulations on playmate of the year, too bad the others don’t think you deserve it. dating the ceo must have it’s perks, right? but don’t take it to heart too much, jealousy is never pretty on anyone.

warnings ↷ dubcon, age gap (37 vs. 22), power dynamics, alcohol consumption, light impact play, size kink, breeding, daddy kink, playmate/bunny reader, ceo nanami, detailed anxiety attack, trying to fit nanami's cock in you while he sips on wine.

character ↷ nanami kento.

wc ↷ 3.5K

Uncomfortable. Uncomfortable and out of place is what (Name) felt as she stood in the mix of the seemingly never ending crowd. The growing knot of anxiety that sat in her chest was becoming unbearable as more unfamiliar faces with large fake smiles congratulated her with hugs and chaste kisses to the cheek. Everything felt like a fever dream. Like she was on the brink of drowning in a large body of roaring waters struggling to keep her head a float. The more she thrashed and panicked, the more water she let into her lungs. (Name) felt like she was choking but her outward demeanor and appearance didn’t match what she had been feeling on the inside. She didn’t know at what point she got so good at hiding her emotions so well but at times like this she was thankful no one could tell that she was quite literally on the verge of passing out.

The gentle smile on her lips was so inviting and warm as she walked through the crowd but her eyes were in desperate search of somewhere quiet— somewhere that she could calm the harsh and destructive waves that she called her mind. She wanted to feel like a small pond on a blooming spring day decorated with lily pads and a family of ducks that splashed around gently. Not an ocean in the middle of a dark and intense storm, the kind of storm that made captains and pirates alike fear for their lives when out sailing the high-high seas. (Name) found a bit of that solidarity in a quiet hallway somewhere tucked away from the madness of the event. She thanked her instincts, the need to find a tranquil place led her feet to where she was now.

The coolness from the wall felt good against her fervent skin. She was far away enough from the bustling party for the music and the laughs to be muffled from the distance. The champagne flute held in her manicured hand had condensation droplets clinging onto the glass. (Name) was lost in thought as she stared at the fizzy, pale yellow drink. Her hand made the liquid swirl around the glass making the bubbles pop louder. She felt her heart rate regulate back to its resting pacing and her thoughts begin to settle down. Too caught up in her own thoughts, she didn’t hear the elegant footsteps coming towards her until a pair of expensive dress shoes were caught in her line of sight.

(Name)’s eyes trailed up the man that stood in front of her from his shoes, to his luxury pinstripe suit and all the way to his handsome chiseled face. He had a good few inches on her height, even in her heels. There wasn’t a single hair out of place as his hardened brown eyes looked down at you with a blank stare on his features. There was something so compelling about his presence— so spellbinding that anyone could go weak in the knees and dumb in the head just by his stare.

Nanami Kento. 37. CEO of Playboy Enterprises. Her boss. Her lover.

“Congratulations.” His voice sounded like honey and velvet as he spoke. It never failed to make her heart skip a beat making her feel like she was back in grade school and her crush just looked at her and smiled. The intense feeling of infatuation is what she felt for him.

“Kento, thank you.” (Name) offered him a soft smile, or rather a weak one. Her dampened energy didn’t go unnoticed by the handsome blond. Nanami took a step closer to her, his body pressed against her frame as his large hand cupped her chin making her look up at him. He smelled so good, he was wearing that cologne she liked so much. Burberry Amber Heath. His scent, his presence, his touch— it all made her feel good. He made her feel good.

Their relationship was far from appropriate. It was the first rule in the handbook: direct or indirect relationships with clients and members are strictly prohibited from dating or having sexual relationships within the company. Maybe it was an “abuse” of Nanami’s power when he got involved with her. Maybe it was a little… unethical that he fed into the fact that no one would say anything to his face about the relationship, they wouldn’t dare to if they still wanted a job. Maybe it was a little questionable when her CEO offered to take her home after her shift at the cabaret. Nanami couldn’t help himself, (Name) was so… charming and it helped that she was drop dead stunning.

Now, Nanami was a calculated man. A realist. But he couldn’t help but to think visiting one of his clubs on that particular night had to be fate. Naturally, he was saw with the top bunny of the night: (Name). He remembers her greeting him with a joyous “Hi, Mr. Nanami! What can I get for ya?” Her pearly white smile, her cheerful giggles and the way her bunny suit hugged her curves all had him smitten. He’s seen his fair share of beautiful faces but she had a glow to her as she worked the floor, twirling around effortlessly in her heels while she held a silver serving tray that held various foods and wines. Nanami wanted her for himself. Selfish? Yes, but he wasn’t a man that was used to hearing “no.” He saw something in her that he liked, something that he wanted more of. Nanami thought of himself as a good judge of character and: he liked her. Nanami saw potential in her

“Why are you alone?” He asked, his eyes studying for any signs of distress. Her eyes shifted to the side when she heard loud voices and giggles. A group of attendees walked past the end of the hallway frame, one of them saying something about not being able to find the bathroom through the rest of the group’s chatter. Nanami didn’t take his eyes off her, instead opting to gaze down at her side profile. He was looking for something. Searching for the truth as if staring a hole into her was going to answer all the questions he had. Nanami gave her head a gentle but firm turn so that her attention was back on him.

“The other girls are giving me nasty looks tonight, ‘makes me run away.” (Name) said with a subtle pout forming on her cherry glossed lips. Nanami wondered if they were flavored— your lips. He’s not one to admit it but he enjoys it when he can taste the fruity sweetness of your gloss transfer onto his lips teasing at his taste buds.

“Don’t they always?” Nanami asked. He didn’t mean to sound insensitive, she knew it, but his bluntness still stung.

“I mean,” She started, there was an attempt to find her wording but she stopped and deflated. “Yeah.”

“What’s different tonight?”

“I don’t know..” She trailed off, feeling tears well up in her waterline. “Excuse me.”

(Name)’s free hand pushed gently at his chest but Nanami didn’t budge. He saw her mentally checking out— her emotions taking over once again causing her to begin the self destruct process. She pushes at his chest again, if you could even call it a push. It was more of a gentle tap accompanied with a pout and a weak “hmph.” In other words that meant, “Please move, I want to cry.”

“You’re upset.” Nanami states as an observation.

“No,” (Name) pauses and tries to find her composure. “I just won playmate of the year. I’m very happy..” Her voice is cracking. “See? Happy.” She puts on a poor excuse for a genuine smile.

“Then why do you have tears in your eyes?” He asked.

“I dunno,” The answer she gave him was juvenile— something you hear when a child is being asked about something they don’t want to admit or speak about.

“You don’t know or you don’t want to tell me?” Nanami sighs. The tears at her eyes were getting fat and heavy, threatening to spill onto her cheeks at any given moment. (Name) stayed silent at his response looking up at him with a look Nanami would classify as “pitiful.”

“Tell me something,” Nanami pulled out the meticulously folded handkerchief from his breast pocket. “How am I supposed to make you feel better, if you don’t tell me what’s on your mind?” He took the silky cloth up to her waterline and told you to look up with a soft but ushering voice— dabbing her tears away before they messed up the makeup she worked so hard on.

“I heard them talkin’ about me,” She started, her voice was shaky. “Sayin’ I don’t deserve the title and it’s not fair because ‘m sleeping with you.” (Name)

“Do you think that’s true?” He stopped his motions to tilt his head while he looked at her.

“No!” She furrowed her brows upward. “I worked really hard this year.” It was true, she did work hard for the award, but it would be ignorant to say that Nanami’s power and influence in the company didn’t help her at all, because it did. But even without him, she was already well on her way to being promoted up in the company. There were many eyes on her the more and more popular she became with the guests. It seemed like her meeting Nanami was bound to happen one way or another.

“Then why are you shedding tears over it?” He asked.

“My feelings are hurt, Kento!” She stomped her foot down in an act of frustration, the sound of her heel clicking against the marbled floor and echoed down the hallway. He sighed before speaking.

“You care too much of what people think of you.” Nanami’s voice was quite the contrast compared to hers. He was calm, rational and collected while she was on the verge of a tantrum.

“But then again, you’ve always been quite emotional, haven’t you?” A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. It makes her heart skip a beat, she can’t help the warm and tingly feeling spreading throughout her chest.

“Can’t help it, Ken.” She pouted again. “Do I look horrible?”

“Never.” There was no hesitation when he answered.

“You look handsome.” She smiled and brought her hand up to his cheek.

“I know. You’ve told me many times already.” Namami took her hand and brought it up to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on her knuckles.

“I still feel sad.” (Name) said.

“What do you propose we do, angel?” he asked against her skin, his chocolate brown eyes shifting to her (color) ones.

“I wanna be alone with you.” She said,

“Are we not now?” There’s a hint of playfulness in his tone.

“At home.” (Name) wasn’t amused and gave him a deadpan look. She pulls her hand away from him gently.

“Are you suggesting that I leave my event and for you to leave your celebration early?” Nanami asked.

“Please, Kento.” She whined. “Said you wanted to make me feel better, don’t turn on me too.”

“If that’s what you want. Let’s go home.”

After two glasses of wine, (Name) found herself straddling her lover as they sat in the living room. The lights were dimmed giving the space an intimate atmosphere. The alcohol was already taking its effect on (Name). Her body and the apples of her cheeks felt warm and flushed. It was a wine type of drunk, the kind of buzz that left her feeling cozy, relaxed and sensual.

Nanami’s white button down was rolled up to his elbows and undone just enough to expose his chest and the upper part of his abs. His dress pants and boxer briefs were around his ankles, his cock hard in your manicured hand.

“Take your time.” Nanami chided lightly before bringing the glass of red wine up to his lips. His other arm was extended along the frame of the couch while his eyes were focused on how she rubbed the head of his cock between her glistening folds. (Name) sucked her bottom lip between her teeth and bit down lightly at the sensation of his member rubbing against her sensitive clit. She tried again-- lining him up to her hole. (Name)’s weight sunk down slowly, she let out a pained whimper when the tip of his cock entered her. The tip of his cock was barely in and she was already struggling. (Name) rarely rode him, but when she did she always had a bit of trouble leaving Nanami to do all the work.

“‘M trying,” (Name) whimpered and looked up at him. “’s too big.” She sat back on his lap. Her hand stroked at his length as it stood at attention between them.

“You’ve taken it before.” Nanami said, his voice very matter of fact. He swirled the red substance around in the clear glass before bringing it up to his lips once more. His brown eyes never left her own.

“I know,” She whined again. “But it's different when I put it in. Help me, please.” Her brows were knit together and her lips formed a pout. Nanami thought she looked so fucking kissable right now. A little tipsy, but so needy and pretty for him, having such a hard time fitting his fat cock in her tight pussy. She still wore the dress from earlier in the night. The bottom hem of the garment was bunched up over her hips and the silk noodle strap fabric past off her shoulders exposing her pretty tits and pebbled nipples. How could he say no to her? He couldn’t.

Nanami let out a deep sigh, placing his hand on her hip. (Name) bit her lip with a smile and grabbed the glass from his other hand. Instinctively, his other hand found his cock urging her to sit up with a nonverbal tap to her thigh. (Name) did as she was told with a hum. He was too busy to notice that she had been sipping down the rest of the wine left in smooth gulps. The sudden stretch from the intrusion made her audibly choke. Nanami’s head snapped up, looking at her with a hard look. She gulped rather hard and coughed— the red liquid pebbling at her plump lips and some droplets running down her chin. He grabbed the glass from her hands and placed it on the end table beside them then wasted little time placing a firm hand on the back of her neck, pulling her down to capture her lips with his.

Nanami tasted the tart sweetness on her lips as their mouths moved in sync with one another falling deeper and deeper into the sensation of the kiss. (Name)’s body melted onto his, her arms wrapping around his head as her hands found their home in his hair. Nanami guided her to sink down further and further on his cock, not missing how her breath hitched when she stretched around the widest part of his cock. She felt so full— fucking stuffed when she finally bottomed out. (Name) broke away from his lips. Her forehead rested on his as she looked into his warm brown eyes with a blissed out smile on her face

“‘Stretchin’ me out, Nami.” (Name) let out.

“It feels good, doesn’t it?” He gave her a smile.

“Yeah,” She breathed out. “Yeah, ‘feels good.” She nodded against his head as she rolled her weight on his lap.

Soon (Name)’s arms were wrapped tightly around Nanami’s neck, her face buried in his neck while she moaned and fucked herself on his cock. God, it felt good. It felt so fucking good. His cock was so big, it stretched her cunt out perfect every time they fucked. She felt every vein that ran along the length of his cock. The veins and the slight curve of his cock made the drag against her puffy and velvety walls made her feel like she might go insane from the pleasure. (Name) cried out broken sobs into his skin. Her voice was muffled and so incredibly needy— begging for help, crying that she couldn’t do it by herself. Although Nanami thought her pleas sounded gorgeous, he decided to help. He wasn’t going to be so mean tonight, after all, tonight was supposed to be a celebration for her.

Nanami’s hands found their way to her ass, kneading and spreading her cheeks as he pounded up into her sopping cunt. (Name) clung onto him so snuggly while his gaze was fixed over her shoulder. The way her ass jiggled at every impact was mesmerizing, almost trance inducing. He positioned his hips at a new angle and earned a high pitched cry from her. She sat up, her palms rested on his thick pecs as she tried to steady herself from the force of his thrusts.

(Name) could cum right now just by looking at him— his hardened gaze looking up at her with a cherry dusted nose bridge and cheeks. The usual meticulous style in his hair gone and replaced with sex hair and few stray hairs sticking to the thin sheet of sweat coating his forehead. (Name) voice got stuck in her throat at a particularly hard thrust, she was seeing stars.

“K-Ken- Kento!” She struggled to get his name out, fumbling over the syllables.

“What are you calling for, sweet girl?” He asked.

“You-! Need more of you, daddy,” (Name) whined. His balls clenched at the title, suddenly feeling himself on the onset of his high. “You’re already making a mess on my cock,” Nanami tutted. “I can’t possibly give you more, angel. Don’t be so greedy.” He locked his jaw, his voice becoming slightly strained as he got closer to his release.

“‘Wanna cum together, please.” She hiccupped. “‘Wanna make you cum, Kento,”

“Go ahead, angel. Make me cum, make daddy proud.” His composure was slowly starting to crumble right before her. It was subtle, but the way he furrowed his brows and parted his lips let her know that he was close.

(Name) began bouncing on his cock, her tits jiggled with every time he thrusted into her. The sound of skin slapping skin, her moans and his breathy sighs filled the large and luxurious living area. Nanami’s hand slid it’s way along her torso, massaging at her breast before tugging at her pebbled nipple hard. The action makes her mewl, a mischievous smile growing on his lips as she looks down at him.

“Mm, hurt me more, daddy.” (Name) giggled through a moan.

“Be quiet you little minx,” Nanami gave her a slap hard enough to sting. His fingers found their way into her mouth— fingertips hitting the back of her throat triggering her gag reflex. She made her mouth of good use, sucking on his pretty fingers as if it was his cock. Nanami enjoyed the feeling of her warm and slick mouth working up and down his fingers. The knot in his lower stomach was becoming increasingly harder to ignore.

(Name) felt everything even down to the pulsating of his cock. It was fucking addicting. Nanami always fucked her so good to the point where she would drool and would forget even her own name. Fuck, She wanted to cum so, so, bad. She was so close it wasn’t even funny, she wanted nothing more than for him to stuff her pussy full of his cum and leave her leaking. Nanami’s eyebrow twitched and his hips faltered.

“I’m close.” He groaned.

“Fill me up, please, please-” She pleaded with tears pricking at the corners of her eyes when she felt her walls clamp around his cock, her own orgasm blossoming in her lower belly and spreading throughout her entire body in intense and rhythmic waves.

“Christ, I’m cumming.’ He murmured, feeling the knot in his belly uncoil. Nanami’s body froze as he pumped his hot cum inside her pussy. (Name) fell into his chest, her breathing labored as she felt him throb and pulsate against her creamy walls. Her hips still rolled onto his, milking every last drop he could give her. He held her hips firmly into place after a while as the overstimulation became too much for him to enjoy.

She smiled lazily into his neck, her teeth nipping gently at his skin before looking up at him with glassy eyes. Nanami looked as fucked out as he possibly could be: chest heaving, skin glowy, hair messy and yet, he still looked put together. His eyes were shut but he could feel her stare.

“What is it?” He asked.

“Nothing, you're just handsome.” Her gentle hand touched the side of his chiseled cheek making his eyes flutter open.

“You should get ready for bed soon.” Nanami took her hand and kissed it. “You have a shoot early tomorrow.”

“Come shower with me first?” A hopeful smile on (Name)’s lips.

‘If it’ll get you out of my hair, I will.” He looks at her with lidded eyes and a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

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M fucking mad like I read a small headcannon about yuji fucking reader and he asks who owns this pussy and she says herself and sukuna switch over and fucks her hard and asks again and she said him and yuji and I can't fucking find it ,if anyone knows the you know what to do...thanks <3

Why tf are these so hot-???

(Not that I am complaining <33)

Matsukawa Reacting to you Asking Him to Rail you | 3/46

Pairing: Issei Matsukawa x f!reader

Notes: Two in one day because who can tell me no? 😂 I hope you guys like this one! I’ve gotten some good feedback on the other two, so fingers crossed this keeps up the momentum 🤞

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once again, feeding the horny worms out here

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featuring various characters from jujutsu kaisen, tokyo revengers, attack on titan, my hero academia and kuroko no basuke

trigger warning: smut (degradation, size kink, breeding kink, brat taming)

𝐃𝐄𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 kink.

"you're such a fucking slut, watching me while I touch myself."

you whine weakly, trying to rub your legs together but the ropes keep your legs wide open, making it impossible for you to get friction where you hopelessly need.

"whores don't get to touch themselves are they? look at the mess you've made and I haven't even touched you yet." he says as he rises from his seat.

"please... plea-" you try to beg, watching him slowly get on top of you but a slap on the curve of your ass interrupts you.

"please what?" he demands, lifting your chin up to look into your eyes.

you feel the bulge of his pants brush against your clit, making your legs tremble.

"master! please master." you quickly respond and a condescending smile appears on his lips.

not letting go of your chin, he slowly runs his thumb over your lower lip.

"that's right. I am your master, and you are my slut. repeat after me: you. are. my. slut."

you do as he says, repeating his words while looking up at him like he was your lord and savior.

"good. now let me take a look at the mess you've made down there and see how much you soaked the sheets you dirty fucking thing."

𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 kink.

gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, naoya zenin, sukuna, katsuki bakugo, hitoshi shinso, dabi, tomura shigaraki, baji keisuke, hanma shuji, nahoya kawata (smiley), haruchiyo sanzu, izana kurokawa, hajime kokonoi, ran haitani, rindo haitani, levi ackerman, eren yaeger, porco galliard, aomine daiki, akashi seijuro, midorima shintaro

"ah ah not so soon little thing." he coos at you, gently caressing your cheek.

you lift your hips, trying to get the friction you desperately want to make you cum, but a harsh slap on your thigh makes you stop. your eyes start watering over all the frustration you feel, your chest rising up in an irregular rhythm, trying to catch your breath trough your parted lips. he sees the anger and the exasperation in your eyes and it makes him smile.

"but...fuck, I want to cum..."

the man tilts his head to the side, giving you a fake compassionate smile.

"aw you want to cum so bad?" his condescending tone makes you whine and you shake your head yes.

you see him lowering his eyes to your throbbing pussy, feeling fully exposed, as he licks his lips, seeing your hole clenching around nothing. perhaps it's this delightful sight that makes him start to rub your swollen clit again, not quickly enough for your liking as you try to lift your hips once again but this time he grabs your skin harshly, holding you in place. he fucking loves this, making you crave for his touch, edging you so many times to the point where you can't think of anything else but him and only him. he smirks while accelerating the movement of his fingers, you feel like your heart is going to jump out of your chest, your whimpers getting louder and louder as your back starts to arch, but right when your vision is getting blurry he stops. this time the tears flow freely from the corner of your eyes, feeling all the strength in your body abandon you. he smiles once again, these are the moments he likes the most, when you're completely broken.

"hold it a little longer for me mmh? if you beg I might even speed up a little." he's so mean.

megumi fushiguro, gojo satoru, geto suguru, mahito, tenya iida, denki kaminari, hitoshi shinso, dabi, keigo takami, manjiro sano (mikey), takashi mitsuya, hanma shuji, nahoya kawata (smiley), haruchiyo sanzu, wakasa imaushi, rindo haitani, connie springer, jean kirstein, kise ryota, aomine daiki, akashi seijuro

𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 kink.

"'feels too good. fuck- you feel too fucking good." he said breathlessly, hitting your spot a little harder with each thrust.

you feel warm and your mind is clouded with pleasure, your legs are wrapped around his hips to make him thrust even deeper into you. your moans are shameless and it makes him smile.

"that's it lovely, let everyone know how good I'm making you feel, how much you love this cock."

his dirty words make your pussy tighten around him and the rolling of his hips become messy. he's close, and so are you.

"please... cum inside, w-want to feel it inside of me." you manage to say.

he stops for a second, like he needed to process what you just said, and within a second after he lifts your legs until they practically touch your shoulders, entering you in a whole new way. he's even more close now, you can feel his breath brushing your face, and there's no where to hide your fucked out expression.

"you want me to cum in this pretty pussy mmh?"

you try to answer but all you can do is weakly holding onto his chest, the way he's pounding into you left you speechless, your whole body jolting under his strength while you bounce up and down under his erratic speed.

"'want me to pump you full of my cum? 'to catch you fucking pregnant mmh?"

you can only nod your head, not trusting your voice as you feel yourself getting closer.

"that's it, be good and cum for me while I stuff this pussy full."

geto suguru, toji fushiguro, sukuna, kento nanami, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, shota aizawa, keigo takami, takashi mitsuya, ken ryuuguji (draken), baji keisuke, souta kawata (angry), hajime kokonoi, seishu inui, eren yeager, reiner braun, erwin smith, jean kirstein, porco galliard, murasakibara atsushi, midorima shintaro, kiyoshi teppei

𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 kink.

"you're doing great, k-keep going..."

you feel your cheeks heat up when you hear his voice breaks as you keep sucking him. swirling your tongue around his thick member, you feel him moving his hips a little. like you were answering him, you took him deeper into your mouth, until his dick touched the back of your throat, making you gag.

"fuck yeah, just like that. you're so good."

his words make you accelerate the movement of your head, keeping your balance by placing your hands on both of his thighs. you take a second to catch your breath, his dick making a loud "bop" while coming out of your mouth.

"come here." he says, while gently getting you up.

"did you like it?" you anxiously ask, looking at him with your pretty eyes as he smiles sweetly at you.

"yeah, you did really good, and now I want to reward you. lay there for me okay?" he whispers while slowly lowering his body until you feel his hot breath against your sensitive part, mewling sweetly when he starts kissing it.

"so pretty and so good for me. let me take care of you now, let me treat you good."

yuji itadori, yuta okkotsu, geto suguru, choso, todo aoi, kento nanami, izuku midoriya, eijiro kirishima, tenya iida, shota aizawa, keigo takami, takashi mitsuya, ken ryuuguji (draken), chifuyu mastuno, kazutora hanemiya, souta kawata (angry), takemichi hanagaki, wakasa imaushi, seishu inui, armin arlert, connie springer, reiner braun, jean kirstein, zeke yeager, kagami taiga, kise ryota, murasakibara atsushi, kiyoshi teppei

𝐃𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐘𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀.

the pleasure is too intense, your body is so tense yet so lost and needy. you've lost count of how many times you already cum, all you can feel is his pulsing dick ramming into you, hitting that spot oh so sweetly. a delicious pressure starts to build in your belly, making you feel like heaven on earth, waves of pleasure washing over you.

"you're crying for me babe? ain't that sweet..." he softly says, and you only now notice the tears running down on your face.

without slowing down, and before you can wipe them away, he licks your cheeks, drinking your salty tears as you cry out his name.

"yeah cry for me, fucking cry while I stuff you nice and full."

megumi fushiguro, yuta okkotsu, toji fushiguro, mahito, sukuna, shota aizawa, dabi, manjiro sano (mikey), ken ryuuguji (draken), chifuyu mastuno, kazutora hanemiya, souta kawata (smiley), tetta kisaki, haruchiyo sanzu, hajime kokonoi, ran haitani, eren yeager, jean kirstein, armin arlert, zeke yeager, aomine daiki, akashi seijuro

𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄 kink.

"t-too big mmh! I'm not... fuck-" you try to speak, feeling his cock splitting you open.

"you can do it, you've done it before." he softly says, stroking your cheek with his knuckles.

he has to restrain himself to sink deep into your tight entrance, so warm and ready for him. he has always felt a certain kind of fascination, seeing his thick member swallowed by your greedy hole. he hums softly at you while rolling his hips at a low pace.

"I'm almost all the way in, you're doing a good job sweetie fuck-" he can't help but curse at the end, watching the slight bulge that has appeared on your lower stomach.

you let out a breathy moan, holding onto his strong arms, your back arching when he's finally fully inside, bottoming you out.

"oh my fucking- move please, can you move?"

he smiles at your sweet beggings, placing his hand on each side of your head to get more comfortable. with his body towering yours, he starts to thrust into you, completely hypnotized by the way you're taking him.

𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆.

yuji itadori, gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, choso, todo aoi, katsuki bakugo, eijiro kirishima, tomura shigaraki, ken ryuuguji (draken), baji keisuke, hanma shuji, ran haitani, wakasa imaushi, reiner braun, erwin smith, jean kirstein, porco galliard, zeke yeager, kagami taiga, murasakibara atsushi, kiyoshi teppei

"not so bold now are you? where's that smirk you were wearing before?"

your fucking underwear stuffed inside of your mouth, you try to answer, only letting out incoherent sounds which makes him smile. he starts walking slowly around you, touching your hair slightly while you can't do anything but wait, with your hands tied behind your back.

"you want to speak mmh? well go on, speak, and fucking behave." he says, making you sit on the bed while he gets behind you, removing the gag in your mouth.

"make me." are the only words you can pronounce before he wraps his hand around your neck, pressing your back against his chest as his legs force yours open.

"you really want to be like this? when we both know who will break first? why torturing yourself uh?" he whispers against your ear, his hand slowly descending from your chest to your lower parts.

you breath begins to accelerate when his hand starts to slowly rub your clit, in an agonizing slowness. feeling your pussy throbbing on his fingers, he tightens his grip on your throat.

"you're enjoying this don't you? you like when I put you back into your place, you like it when I'm so rough with you, making you shut your filthy mouth."

before you can even let out a whimper, he moves his hand to place it on your mouth, while he keeps rolling your clit between his fingers.

"let's see how long you can last before breaking."

toji fushiguro, naoya zenin, mahito, izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki, shota aizawa, hitoshi shinso, dabi, tomura shigaraki, manjiro sano (mikey), hanma shuji, nahoya kawata (smiley), tetta kisaki, rindo haitani, levi ackerman, erwin smith, porco galliard, midorima shintaro

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[11:37 P.M.]

“Can I sleep now?” His head lies flat on your shoulder while he fiddles with your fingers in his larger hands, his silent sighs dissipating in the cool air.

“Not yet,” you press, massaging his scalp and twirling your fingers through his hair. A hand of his drops to your thighs, a tiny squeeze jolts your nerves before he rubs the fabric that hugs it, creating tingles that arise underneath. “Wait a little longer, okay, Baby?”

“How much longer,” he groans.

“Uhm,” you drag, picking up your phone and clicking the power button before returning it beside your leg on the couch, “about twenty-three minutes.” He sighs louder this time, patting your thigh before lifting his head off your shoulder and pushing himself up. “Wait, Hajime, don’t leave yet,” you adjure while grabbing his wrist. “It’s only twenty-three minutes, I promise to let you sleep in late tomorrow, please?” Your pleading eyes make him roll his own, huffing when he plops himself lazily on the couch again.

“Fine,” he mumbles, letting his head fall to your lap. “Only twenty-three-”

“Twenty-two, now.”

“Twenty-two minutes. Then we’re going to sleep, okay?”

“Of course, Baby.” Your fingers twiddle strands of his tufts of hair with his hand finding your leg once again.

Twenty-one minutes have passed. Your eyes stayed glued to the clock. The second the time changes to midnight your head dips to his ear. “Happy birthday, Hajime,” you whisper, connecting your lips to his sharp jawline and pecking his cheek.

You weren’t surprised to find him already asleep, his tiny snores telling you just that. You chuckle to yourself, carrying his head off your lap and placing a pillow under. It takes you about fifteen seconds to grab a blanket from your shared bed, draping it over his frame before climbing in yourself. You thread your legs with his as his head unintentionally nudges in your chest and his arms wrap around your waist subconsciously.

“Happy birthday,” you mutter one more time before letting yourself lean into him and letting your mind go dormant in his grasp. Hopefully, you’ll be here again for another one.

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i hope this whole andrew tate situation will lead to more than just memes, but an actual discussion on sex tourism and the way western men move to poorer nonwestern countries, both because women and girls are more desperate and vulnerable & because our governments are much more shit abt doing anything at all abt sex crimes/the government and police themselves are often involved in sex trafficking, and because of the aspect of fetishizing and degrading eastern women (which western euro men are doing in their damn brothels to our women & girls as well). i hope it will lead to an awareness that he is faaar from the only western man to move to romania and the balkans for this, that this shit happens regularly to our women and girls here, that he's far from the only western man to move to a poorer nonwestern country to rape and traffick and enslave women and children. i hope maybe just maybe this will mean a bit more than just memes, and may show in the liberal sex work brainrot internet culture the darker underbelly of pornography and prostitution. our pain and suffering and exploitation isnt just a meme. i hope, at least.