princess lia

at first, one finger wasn’t enough. then neither were two… nor three… nor four…

it took a lot of time, patience, and lube for fuma to be able to fit his entire fist into you. even you can't believe what's happening, but you’re too drained out of your mind to even think about it at this point. all sorts of wet fluids coat your body as he sits in between your quivering legs, his knuckles grazing your walls as his dark eyes kept a strict watch on your body slumped over his thigh.

“look at you… all fucked out… brainless and shaking… you wanted this, didn’t you baby?”

not a single word he spoke made sense to you, yet you still nodded along, eyes rolling back ever so often as your sore throat attempted to make any noise.

“so wet for me, taking all these fingers like a doll. i could replace it with my dick and you wouldn’t be able to tell the difference, yeah?”

you nod again, still out of your mind as your stomach got queasy with need. his other hand then pushed against your lower stomach as he watched, unsatisfied with your response. “words, baby,” he says, pausing.

“y-yes f-fuma,” you squeak out, your voice immeasurably small as your body jerks when he starts up his slow yet precise movements once again. your back arches up as he keeps pressuring you from both the inside and out, another squeak of your voice coming out when he pushes up against your gummy walls.

“oh look at you… you needy little thing… it’s like you’re getting ready to take two cocks at once hmm?” he pauses, tilting his head back at the thought. it turned him on, already thinking about how he could watch it happen. he’s too possessive to let anyone see you in this state though, simply settling for your beloved dildo you use whenever he’s away. “fuck. you’d look so darling like that… your little hole getting stretched so much… you’ll be gaping for me….”

you had no idea what he was going on about, but with how his fist dug in deeper… you couldn’t take it anymore, your sensitivity getting the better of you as you feel the knot in your stomach explode.

feeling the hot liquid gush around his hand and wrist, fuma slowly pulls out, already satisfied with how your tight cunt looks like: red and shimmering under the dim lights, practically screaming at him for being used this hard. still, he couldn’t help it as he rubbed your clit. “two cocks excites you this much huh?”

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A/N: hi guys! this is totally because of lia @1204love #loveupooks anyways, idk if i'll write often for &team BUT i love me some fuma 😁

DIVIDERS BY: mdni by @mikeykuns, ending ribbon by @cursed-carmine, pictures from pinterest!

ㅡ dom!little red riding hood reader x sub!wolfboy (any member works tbh but i'm thinking nicholas or fuma)

ㅡ full bush, minimal upkeep: fuma taki jo yuma trimmed, nice and neat: euijoo nicholas waxed, smooth and hairless: kei hair removed so it forms a cute shape, dyed pretty colors with cute stickers and a labubu hanging off: harua

ㅡ fujo cuck reader who gets off on watching their boyfriend kei fuck other men (lol)

ㅡ loser nerd fuma watching you hump his anime girl body pillow

ㅡ taki lactation kink. i will not elaborate

ㅡ masochist: fuma euijoo jo sadist: yuma harua both: kei taki (hot take, i know) nicholas

ㅡ putting harua in a pretty dress with his hair and makeup done, taking him out for the day to do stereotypical "girly" activities (shopping, going to cafes, etc.) and then going home where he fucks your brains out (while still wearing the dress)

ㅡ bratty sub yuma worshiping you like a god. i will not elaborate pt 2

ㅡ nicholas with a gaping fetish. loves seeing how stretched out your holes get from his dick. also likes how embarrassed it makes you when he looks inside you, especially when your insides quiver against his fingers spreading you wide open

ㅡ jo's number one roleplay fantasy would be you "kidnapping" him, holding him captive and treating him like a free-use human pet. using him and his body however you see fit. he wants you to hurt and degrade him

fuma’s thoughts fog over in a way he'd never felt before. this wasn't a usual feeling of mental exhaustion or a simple mind slip.. instead, this was something very unfamiliar, something he wasn’t used to in the slightest. his hands gripped at the sheets beneath him, a low groan refocusing him on the scene before him. 

this was so new for him, he was torn between feeling scared, anxious, unsure.. he didn’t even know if he should be intrigued and aroused, maybe all of the above? honestly he couldn't even make out what the current feeling was that possessed him.

his body was exhausted, needing and craving release so badly, he’d never craved such a simple sensation so badly before. normally he'd be able to handle a lot sexually, but giving up his sense of control proved to be very different in all ways possible. 

fuma's was single for a bit of time, more focused on his career and his goals than anything else. he wanted to perfect his craft, build his body while he was still young, and achieve milestones in any way he could. 

although he’d been single for quite a while he can recall the way he usually takes on a role where he's in control. normally he's the type to take care of his partner, both in the relationship as well as sexually and that’s what he had gotten used to. he loves it, he's a giver at heart and feels very fulfilled doing so. however, you provided something different, you showed him something new, something he never thought he would take part in. fuma was able to explore different aspects of himself sexually which provided him with new feelings and sensations. 

nobody has ever made fuma feel the way that you do. not even in a cliche romantic way either, he has literally never been able to cum as hard as he does when you're touching him and taking care of him. when your hands are in his hair and working over his body it feels like his body isn’t even his anymore.  

you never imagined you'd make it this far with him, it brings you this sense of power looking at the boy in front of you. you'd never heard him sound like this before, his voice breathy and raspy, every noise sounding almost like a gasp slipping past his lips. now fuma’s a vocal person, he has been since you started having sex with him but he hasn’t let noises this sweet sounding pass his lips before. 

fuma has been so good for you since he decided to let you take over, you knew it would be a lot of responsibility to have someone like him in your control. you assumed he’d be a sweetheart, but he fully gives himself to you, his curiosity always allowing you to do as you please. it was shocking just how willing he is to allow you this much control. you've come to find out that he's so pretty when vulnerable and his body had so much to offer. 

you flicked your finger over his nipple, smiling at the way he bit down on his lip, furrowing his eyebrows tightly. you'd edged him quite a few times already, his cock and face flushing similar shades of red. he was sat directly in front of you, fully unclothed and exposed to you. part of him wanted to press his thighs together but the other part of him so badly wanted to be seen. anyone can tell he’s got such a beautiful body but being on display for you, having his body readily accessible like this was so different. 

fuma loves the contrast of you being clothed while he was out on display like this, he loved the restraint of not seeing you fully and having to rely on his imagination of what’s under your clothes. the contrast heightens the feeling of you having more of an advantage over him and it immerses him even more in the scene.

“my pretty bunny.. just so needy, aren’t you?” you notice the way fuma’s gaze is a bit hazy, his eyes unfocused as he looks at you. he nods eagerly, swallowing hard with an exasperated noise. you smiled at him and cupped his face, not missing the way he nuzzles into your touch a bit. he’s just so obedient, you can’t even believe the sight in front of you.

your hand was wrapped steadily around his thick length, you tightened your grip on him slightly as you looked into his eyes. “fuma.. focus for me baby.. gonna make you feel good okay?” his hands searched for you to brace himself, he gripped at your thigh gently and breathed out a shaky breath, just barely remembering to nod at the end. 

he couldn’t fully focus no matter how hard he tried, his breathing was a bit laboured and his body was seeming more tired than normal. “you doing okay bun? need a break?” fuma’s the type to keep taking everything you give him so graciously without putting himself first. having him as your sub required you to take care of him in ways that others may not require but you were more than happy to do so.

he just shook his head but you released his length, holding his chin up and helping his gaze find yours with the hand that was just wrapped around him. it was so lewd and a little dirty but it drove fuma even crazier once he thought about it fully. “use your words. are you okay? do you need me to stop for a little bit?” you’d never seen him get like this, he’s normally able to hold himself together with ease. while he looked sexy like this you are aware of how new this is for him so you were being extra cautious.

the boy in front of you gave a slight dopey smile, which made you laugh. he shook his head in your grasp, “mm.. wanna keep going..” you nodded at this, but began stalling the slightest bit, just to give him a small break anyways. you wordlessly placed a hand to his chest and gently pushed him down flat on the bed. you were sat beside the boy just watching him process his surroundings. fuma stared up at the ceiling for a second, blinking dumbly before turning his head towards you, he looked so pretty and fucked out right now. 

his hands slowly came to your arm, wrapping around the wrist of your hand that had previously been teasing him so much. you just watched him, holding eye contact as he slowly lifted your fingers up to his mouth. he’d never done this before, your eyes widened as he slipped your middle and ring finger past his lips. you nearly moaned at this as he began softly sucking and moaning around your fingers. you could feel the bass of his voice vibrating on your skin. 

“ohh.. such a good boy, fuma..” you played in his hair for a moment, taking in the way he stared up at you with his pretty round sparkly eyes. his hair strands were stickling to his forehead slightly, sweat beading up on his forehead. you decided to test the waters, your fingers slightly pressing down against his tongue as you scratched gently along his chest with your free hand. he shuddered under you a bit, you could tell you caught him a little off guard by the way he bit down slightly on your fingers. fuma rolled his hips up into nothing, his body squirmed senselessly at the throbbing between his legs. 

“should i touch you now? tell me how much you want it..” you noticed fuma's desperation rising so you decided it's time to finally give him what he so badly needs. 

“please..” he nods his head quickly, his words coming out muffled around your fingers. you waited for more but he stopped, trying to keep the saliva in his mouth from slipping out all around your fingers. 

you retracted your hand, allowing whatever he was trying to keep in to drip out. “hm.. must not want it that bad. maybe we should stop here?” you wiped your fingers on the bed beside fuma, faking like you were going to stand up. 

“no! please.. mm.. want it so bad.. need it.. please..” fuma appeared frantic and his voice matched his appearance. his eyes were round and full of need, you almost felt bad for joking with him like that. he looked completely disheveled and he reached for you, holding onto your arm to keep you from leaving. “i need you, y/n.” 

“okay bunny.. i'll take care of you.. what do you say if we need to stop?” he lights up a bit, his chest rising and falling quickly, “pineapple..” you nod with a smile, almost like you’re showing him that you’re proud.

“how do you want me to make you cum? i'll let you pick since you were such a good boy.” you slightly sink your nails into the skin of his thigh, dragging your nails downward as you waited for him to speak. 

every little touch was a challenge for him, he couldn't focus with your hands anywhere on him. he squeezed his eyes shut and sighed heavily, trying to refocus the fog that takes over his mind currently. he's so cute like this, he just seems so so pathetic. 

“wanna be inside of you.. wanna feel you.. please..” you nod at him while you stand up, facing fuma who's eyes won't leave your body. he’s so attentive to you, eyes hooded and so focused on every one of your movements. if he weren’t so foggy in the head he would be praising you for everything you do.

fuma attempts to sit up, normally he helps you get undressed.. he loves being able to feel your skin and slowly peel your clothes off of your body. but this time you stop him, telling him to just let you show off for him for a moment. he blinks slowly at you, sitting up on his elbows as best as he can so he doesn’t miss a single moment of what’s happening in front of him.

you move slowly as you get undressed, just the way fuma likes it. he loves the suspense of your skin slowly becoming more visible to him. you start with your bottoms, hooking your thumbs under the fabric of your pants, leaving your underwear untouched. slowly, you work your way out of your bottoms. fuma’s eyes fall to your hips, drool pooling in his mouth immediately. his eyes are locked on your panties, its one of his favorite pairs that were so patiently waiting to be revealed to him.

you threw your pants to the side and climbed on the bed with him, once again placing a hand on fuma’s muscular chest, but this time to brace yourself. you wasted no time resting your weight in his lap, noticing the way he sucks in a breath at the slight friction you caused. 

he stares up at you with big round eyes, so patiently waiting for you to say something. “undress me.” fuma moved quicker than you could finish your sentence, hands moving under your shirt and resting on your hips. his hands are big and on the rougher side, you shivered at the feeling of his skin on yours. 

he looked into your eyes as he pulled your shirt off of your body, biting his bottom lip a bit when he looked back down to your chest. he pulled you close, nose pressing against your body as he breathed in the scent of your body wash and perfume. he groaned against you, hands moving up your body and finding the hook of your bra. fuma’s eyes were closed as he rested against your chest, his cheek felt so soft on you.

the clasp of your bra came undone, fuma’s nails gently ran over your skin at this. he was taking every moment possible to admire you, to enjoy this closeness. fuma snuck in a few kisses, peppering small pecks against your chest before pulling away and revealing your breasts to himself. his breath hitches in his throat as he stares, your bra quickly being discarded elsewhere. 

“please..” his voice is a mere whisper, almost like he was trying not to let you hear him. “please what?” you run your hands through his hair, holding him close to you. he seems a little puzzled, like he was shocked that you heard him. he swallowed hard before speaking, “please ride me..”

you wordlessly lift up in his lap, running your fingers through your warm wet folds. you’d gotten quite turned on by this point as well. you pulled your panties to the side, lining yourself up with fuma’s tip. he could feel the heat radiating off of you, he couldn’t take it already, he needed you so bad. 

you push your fingers into his mouth, allowing him to taste the sweetness that coated your fingers. he groaned around your fingers, torn between shutting his eyes and watching you line yourself up. with your free hand you rubbed his leaking tip between your folds, letting out a moan in unison with fuma’s muffled noises. he closes his mouth a little harder around your fingers, bracing himself a bit for what he’s so desperately wanted.

you sink down on fuma’s cock, your gummy walls instantly pulsating around his thicker shaft. you gasp at the feeling, not previously realizing how sensitive you’d feel. fuma groans, his eyes shutting and his body tensing under you. you fully bottom out on top of him, sitting with him fully inside of you. you pull your fingers from fuma’s mouth and look in his eyes once more.

fuma’s expression his perfect, his eyes are sparkling, his lips are plump and swollen, his face is slightly covered by his fringe, but its clear enough for you to still see him. he looks absolutely euphoric right now as you move your fingers into his hair. 

you tug slightly, using the grip you have on his hair in order to control things better. your hips roll in fuma's lap, the feeling of him inside of you making you moan out. 

finally you start moving, slowly dragging yourself up and down his length. fuma’s hands fly to your hips, his hands immediately gripping at your skin. he craved this moment so much, his whines and gasps showed you this so much. 

you waste no time picking up your pace, the sound of you slamming down in fuma's lap fills the room. he leans forward into you, grasping at you anyway that he could. he couldn't hold himself together no matter how hard he tried. you let go of his hair, placing kisses all over his face and hearing the way he whines. 

his upper half suddenly felt too heavy for him to hold himself up. he rested his body fully, hands tangling in his own hair to replace your own hands. his hands fall from your hips, gripping at the sheets instead. 

this is the fastest fuma has come undone under you, his body tensing up and his moans getting caught in his throat. “cu.. c..” his voice trails off into moans each time he tries to talk but it's clear what he's trying to say. 

you place your hand around his throat, applying the tiniest amount of pressure. his moans sound gritty and rough, the volume of his voice finally catching up to him. he swallows hard a couple of times, trying to get his voice out again. 

“go ahead bunny.. fill me up.. let it go, handsome..” fuma fully malfunctions at your words, it feels like his brain short circuits in this moment. he sucks in a breath and doesn't let go, body stiffening up once again under you. 

you feel his warm cum begin to fill your walls, his cock twitching inside of you. a high pitched whine finally comes out of him, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes. 

he starts breathing ruggedly, his hips stuttering slightly. you don't stop moving, helping him fully finish his orgasm. fuma's sweating and breathless, so pretty under you. you let him catch his breath a tiny bit, watching as he swallows hard. 

you run your hand up and down his chest, smiling so sweetly, “gotta use you just a little more..” you begin to pick your pace up once again, hips very slowly moving. fuma's cum is dripping out, pooling in his lap below you. 

it takes him a second to reply, he's looking up at the ceiling again, a content expression on his face. “sorry.. came too fast..” you shook your head even though he wasn't looking at you, “it's okay.. doing so well for me. what's your color baby?” 

he looks at you now, still smiling slightly, “green.. wanna see you cum..” you admired his strong he was being.. takes everything so graciously and is always ready for more. 

you let out a sound of approval, gently rocking your hips back and forth in his lap. fuma bites his lip, eyebrows furrowed tight on his forehead. your clit was throbbing at this point, you wanted to cum so bad now. 

you start to move up and down his length once again, grabbing fuma's hand and moving it to your clit. he starts sloppily rubbing circles on your clit, eager to make you feel good. you let out a satisfied moan, fuma's cum providing yourself extra lubricant. your pussy glides over him so easily, his thumb working on you. you feel your orgasm start to bubble up in your stomach. 

it doesn't take much longer for your orgasm to fully hit you, your pussy clenching around fuma. you're moaning as you ride out your orgasm, leaning down to place your lips on fuma's. he's moaning into your mouth as you ride him, his hands running over your body. 

you lean forward against him, catching your breath and letting your orgasm wash over you. he's still inside but you just stay like this for a while, listening to your own heartbeat. the boy brings his arms around you, holding you tight and keeping you close to him. this moment is weirdly comforting and reassuring. 

silence fills the room but it's not uncomfortable, you both just lay there and take everything in. fuma is turning out to be the most perfect sub, much better than you had originally expected. you couldn't wait to further mold him into the perfect boy for you.