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sae luvs being a tease content | nsfw, afab!reader, bf!sae, sae a whore wow

aw, are you mad at sae again? giving him the silent treatment because he made another mean quip at you?

well now he’s walking around the kitchen with no shirt on. his sweatpants hung low on his hips, showing the mind-numbing v-line that always drove you crazy.

he knew what he was doing. you sat on a stool at the kitchen island, your eyes tracking his movement as he grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge.

his slender soft eyes met yours. “what’s wrong? i thought looking at me made you sick to your stomach?”

his hair was perfectly soft. he didn’t have his bangs hairsprayed back. just maroon tufts perfectly tousled with. gosh, and his eyes were boring into you — his pupils were slim and wholly on you.

he knew what he was fucking doing.

“it does,” you respond, looking back down at your phone.

but from your periphery, you can see as he — blatantly and obviously — begun adjusting his dick in his sweats. his hand palmed himself completely as he grabbed his fabric-covered cock briefly.

fuck.

“right,” he hummed, his eyes already off you as he began padding out the kitchen with his bottle of water.

fuck. his back. the contouring of his muscles that scandalously cascaded along his skin. like every dip and curve and line of him was designed to get your mind buzzing. if only you could swallow your pride and jump on him right here right now. your thighs trembled as you felt your cunt slightly start pulsing.

what a fucking tease.

giving hugo his first titjob content | smut, afab!reader, bsf!hugo, whimpering, insults, spitting

“s’nice,” he moaned, his eyes wide and fixed on his cock between your tits.

you squeezed yourself against him, your chest wet and glossed with his pre-cum. hugo’s gaze burned into you, sending a strange heat down throughout your body.

“y’like this, freak?” you scoff, looking up at him with heavy eyes.

he leaned back more on the couch, a shaky breath escaping him. “mmf . . . so much.”

your smooshed tits squeezed the base of his warm cock flush between them. you could feel the persistent throbbing of him, and with the amount of pre that gushed out his tip, his dick kept slipping out, making him sound out a soft whimper every time.

“merde . . . so pretty,” he whispered reverently, watching as you go up and down on him with your plush tits.

“shut up,” you murmur.

spit!

“haaah—” hugo’s thighs trembled as you spat on his leaking tip. “ohmygod . . .”

hugo’s panting got louder and louder. his cheeks flushed a soft red, glistening with sweat. “warm . . . y’warm . . . gonna make me . . . mmm . . .”

“cum?” you say, bringing a hand to lightly rub his blushing tip.

his breathing picked up. his glassy eyes widened as he frantically nodded, “yesyes. yes. cum— i’m—”

hugo couldn’t finish his sentence as his dick began splurting out clear white, making him sound out loud shaky moans. his head threw back, not a second going by where he isn’t making noise.

“fuck—” you hiss, feeling the stickiness of his cum all over your tits. “s’much . . .”

you glance up at him, taking in his obscenely flushed state. his chest rose and fell, enchanted at the sight of his cum all over your tits.

you sat up, not yet wiping anything off. hugo’s gaze followed. tsk, like he was some kind of dog . . .

“you’re gross,” you scoff, looking down where he sat flushed on the couch.

“mm . . . m’sorry,” he mumbled half-heartedly, his eyes falling to the mess he made on you. what a jerk . . . he doesn’t even seem ashamed.

sae walks in on u showering then fucks u content | smut, afab!reader, p in v, bsf!sae

sae’s had a crush on you for a while at this point. you didn’t know — he didn’t really know how to phrase it if he were to tell you. you guys were just friends . . . he didn’t want to ruin the friendship.

though, sometimes he gets the urge. like when you two are hanging out and you’re in a swaying, tiny skirt. god; he’d think to himself.

the most depraved thing he’s ever thought was how you looked naked. the outline of your body, nothing but your skin and curves. he’d be trying to fall asleep at night, but imagining how it’d feel to touch you would keep him frustratingly awake.

and you’d be right next to him during those moments, sleeping soundly. oblivious to how he was truly feeling about you. staying the night at one another’s was a common thing between you two — it’s not like there was any sexual feelings.

well, until there was.

because one time when you were over at his place, you did what you normally did. it was an early morning, and you were in the shower, washing off soap. you stepped out of the shower, grabbing the towel hanging off the hook.

did you not lock the door? no, your stupid self forgot.

you only realized that, though, when sae abruptly walked in.

“gah! sae!” you immediately heated up, your voice a shrill shriek. you panicked, covering your body with your towel sheepishly.

but sae already saw. he saw your naked body.

you loudly scoffed at his audacity when he didn’t move. for many, humiliating seconds. “get. out. sae!”

his mouth twitched. “we need to talk.”

your cheeks burned. this was the most devastating situation you could’ve been in. your chest heaved at an intense rate.

“ah— sae!” you muffle, your cheek smooshed against the bed.

his hand firmly held your head down, his fingers tangled in your hair. you were still naked, still freshly out of the shower. you heard the undoing of his pants, making a strange coiling feeling spark in your gut. your pussy was already slick with your own arousal, making you look like a sopping, wet mess.

“i’ve been wanting to do this,” he murmured, beginning to line the tip of him to your hole. “for a while,” he whispered.

you gasped when you felt him push deep into you. you could feel the pulsing of his cock burn into the walls of your pussy. more heat pooled into your gut. fuck — your best friend was inside of you right now.

“sae—” you moan, your thighs tensing up.

he removed his grip on your head, moving to grab hold of your hips. immediately, he pulled you even more flush against him. his sweaty skin met the slippery skin of your ass with each heavy thrust he made.

“god,” he groaned approvingly. his hands gripped you even tighter. “y’so hot.”

“mmmf. . . fuck,” you sputter, your mind spinning.

the wet sounds of your skin hitting his was all that you could hear in your ringing ears, alongside his quiet groans.

“c’mon,” he whispered. the low, hushed tone of his voice made your pussy squeeze around him erratically. from it, he let out a guttural groan, throwing his head back. “fuck. you like this?”

your hands gripped the sheets for support. your ass was high in the air, probably bruising from the sheer force of his hips hitting you with each time he pushed inside.

“i—i . . .” you trail off, your vision white-spotting as he angled himself differently, hitting a spot that made your body entirely unravel.

fuck.

his cock fervently pushed at your cervix, making both of you let out loud moans. you nuzzle your face more into the sheets, feeling the knot in your lower stomach begin to unravel.

your breathing sped up at the same time his did. your skin feverishly burned up at the same time his did.

and your orgasm crashed onto you the same time his did. your cunt began pulsing and oozing with cum as his cock began shooting cum into you.

“shit,” he sucked in air, his core flexed. his pace slowed slightly as he rode out his orgasm, completely entranced at the feeling of your beating pussy.

“fuck, sae,” you heave, practically gurgling on your own drooling saliva.

he pulled out, his breath shallow and his skin sweaty. his heavy eyes reverently traced the outline of your naked body. he got what he wanted.

he leaned in to whisper in your ear, “i think i have a crush on you.”

u give ness head after hes been such a good boy content | smut, gn!reader, bf!ness, oral, spitting, praise kink, might be ooc idk

the locker rooms were completely empty after the post-match buzz subsided.

ness had his thighs spread apart, you kneeling in between. his entire body was flushed and damp with sweat.

his head threw back as he felt the warm ridges of your mouth bobbing along his cock. his jaw hung slightly open, making him drink in the sweat-and-sex infused air.

“yes,” he groaned reverently. his hand kept shakily brushing through your hair, in hopes he’d be able to ground himself.

your tongue swirled along the flesh of him before you pulled away, your spit threaded along his blushing tip. you kept your face close, your breath billowing against his sensitive dick. your weighted eyes looked up at him.

“w—why’d you stop?” he whimpered with a pout. he looked down at you, his chest rising and falling fast.

“tell me,” you whisper dangerously. “why do you deserve this?” your fingers traced along the veins of his cock, that had become strikingly visible ‘cause of the heat of your mouth.

he shuddered slightly, sweat dripping from his forehead. “b—because. . .” his voice was weak. desperate and pathetic with anticipation. “. . .i played so good out there.”

you hummed in satisfaction. letting your tongue fall from your mouth, you licked a tantalizing stripe up the base of him.

“hahhhh. . .” he moaned, loud and pitchy, his head falling back again.

you took him back into your mouth, your lips sealing his pulsing cock along your tongue. his tip pulsed with pre-cum as he begun sniffling with arousal.

“‘m a good boy,” he slurred, his adams apple bobbing. he fluttered his eye lids shut. “two assists . . . sixty metre long pass . . .”

your sucks became more fervent, which made him buck more into your mouth. with the suddenness of his jolt, you were sure he bruised the back of your throat. his hand that relaxed in your hair began trembling intensely.

“mmm ohmygod,” he strained breathlessly. his hand fell to his side, gripping the bench to hold his body upright. “my god . . .” he moaned again, more shrill and chasing.

you lowered your head down, making your throat take even more of him. he gasped, his boiling stomach finally unraveling.

his cum spilled all over inside your mouth, sheening your tongue. you slowed your pace, slowly pulling yourself away from him. you looked up at him with darkened eyes.

spit!

you spat his cum out all over his already sopping dick. he heaved, his cheeks burning a deep red.

your hand lazily grabbed him, stroking him softly. his breath hitched, his eyes looking down at you in awe.

“i . . . i’m still a good boy, right?” he whimpered. god. so fucking desperate.

his heart fluttered when he saw you give him an agreeing smile. the softness of your lips and the threatening expression in your eyes was a combination that made ness sweat with even more lust.

he’s so happy to be your good boy.

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rin secretly luvs when u peg him content | smut, bf!rin, whimpering, pegging, slightlydom!reader, teasing, not proofread

rin always says he doesn’t like it. how it was a one time thing. gosh, it was so cute how much he denied how much he likes it.

because some nights you and him will be in bed, feverishly making out. the night would edge into the room, and you guys would be too sleepy to even kiss right.

rin pulled away, a string of saliva leashed to his lip before it dissipated.

and his eyes were so cute. and you knew what it meant. when his pupils were trembling and his lids were weighted with lust?

he wants it bad. lips blushing and shaky, chest fluttering with tiny, erratic breaths. and you’ll always make sure to give it to him.

“mmn,” you groan in satisfaction, slowly reaching a hand out to drag a finger into him.

“fuck,” he whimpered loudly into the sheets.

you put in another one. and you flexed them, stretching him out to ready him for what would for sure disorient him.

after a few moments of your fingers fidgeting inside him, accompanied by the frantic sniffling and whimpering that came from rin, you pulled your fingers out, wiping them on your side.

you leaned close to his ear. “you ready, rin?” you mewed.

rin gulped inaudibly. shakily and weakly, he murmured, “. .mhm.”

“good.”

you straightened up again. aligning the strap with his hole, you immediately pushed inside.

“oh god,” he immediately cried out, breath knocked out of him. “fuck.”

“s’good, right?” you pant, thrusting harshly into him.

the tightness of him was basically a tease. every time you pulled out, your core flexed and your hips shuddered slightly. he was so damn tight.

your hands sprawled along his hips, anchoring your own body as you continued driving in and out of him.

“hngh,” he moaned, strained. “it’s — fuck.”

your heavy breathing slightly died down as you found your high. the sounds of rin’s struggling, crying sounds made you ache and shiver with arousal. the exhaustion from driving into his tight hole completely ebbed away when you focused on only his moans.

“like that?” you grunt. “c’mon, tell me you like it.”

your fingers, which were digging into his hips, pressed down even harder. your nails plunged into his flesh, making him sound out a sputtering, broken whine.

“like it,” he slurred, his breath hitching from the sensation of your nails. “mm— m’liking it . . .”

“gonna cum all over yourself?” you whisper tauntingly, your voice syrupy with lust.

rin’s breath wavered, an incoherent sound escaping his throat at your words. he was going to cum all over himself. with the depths you were thrusting at, he was literally seeing stars.

vision blurry, breath staggered, skin flushed, dick swollen and throbbing — rin bit his lip, to the point of blood.

“c’mon. don’t hold back,” you rasped.

you softened your grip on him.

only to quicken your pace.

“ah—! fuck, y/n!” rin basically yelped. “s’much-s’much-s’much!”

rin heaved with each body-snapping movement you made. his tongue swiped his lips, followed by him biting on his already bleeding bottom lip. he gripped the sheets violently as he—

“fuckkk,” he whined, moans squeezing from his throat as his cock began gushing with his cum.

the unraveling knot in his stomach was basically being lit on fire, since you didn’t stop thrusting into him. despite him spilling cum all over himself and the bed.

“y/n,” rin squirmed, a soft hiccup escaping him. “cumming— m’cumming—,” he exclaimed, as if making the implication for you to stop.

so you did. while inside him, of course.

and his body went cold at the sensory deprivation.

“want me to stop?” you question in a murmur, your hand snaking its way along the planes of his lower back.

you just put rin in a bad, utterly humiliating position. god — of course he didn’t want you to stop. but shit, he wasn’t going to bluntly beg for you to keep going. it’d be lethal for his ego.

rin, covered in his cum, hair sticking out in all directions, skin flushed and sweaty, lips bloody and swollen, eyes wet and red, slowly turned his head just enough to look at you.

“mmmf…” he trembled. he hoped you knew what that meant.

keep going.

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hugo cant stop staring at ur chest content | nsfw, afab!reader, bsf!hugo, jerking off, kinda cringy

hugo swears he’s a gentleman. well, simply, he’s never elicited any grandiose perversion. and also, he gave up swearing it because god. your tits drove him mad.

whenever he sees you in those tight, spaghetti-strap tank tops that pull taut around your chest. it was honestly funny how fast his dick would come to life in his pants. you’ll talk to him, so innocently, meanwhile he’s cataloging the colour of your bra based off the visible straps.

“—and then she said to me that he stood her up,” you finished saying whatever you were saying. it wasn’t like hugo was paying attention.

he was only thinking about the fact that he needed to jerk off. cause god, his dick was so hard it was hurting him.

so of course, when he got home, he’d do exactly that. his hand wrapping around his impatiently throbbing dick, head lolled back as soft whimpers escaped his mouth. he wished it was your hand. or the space between your tits. or your mouth.

merde . . .

his tip twitched, his core flexed abruptly, and he slightly hunched over as he came all over himself. because of you. and it shouldn’t be. god, the things he imagined whenever he jerked off to you — you’d undoubtedly hate him . . . probably. he briefly looked down at the mess he made on himself. his bottom lip jutted out slightly.

he should be cumming all over your tits instead.

the most stiffening thing is when he is over at your house. and you’re not even wearing a bra. he internally blushes. internally malfunctions. whether loose-fitting or tight-fitting, hugo knows whenever you’re not wearing a bra.

you guys would be on your couch, and hugo would be hugging a pillow on his lap that hid his pulsing erection. you’d be gesturing animatedly as you told some story, oblivious to hugo’s babbling heart (and tip). and with all the movements you were making, hugo’s pupils followed the slight jiggle of your chest. his lips made a tiny ‘o’ shape and his eyes went entirely vacant at the sight.

his thoughts blanked to a simple, repetitive boing, boing . . .

god. he needed to get himself together. think logically like he always does and not think with his dick. seriously, what the hell was wrong with him? you’re his friend.

but . . . boing, boing.

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lohen wants u to choke him content | nsfw, fem!reader, pet name used lit once, estab relationship, masochism, short drabble

“c’mon bunny, don’t be shy,” he cooed. “just imagine i’m a big, scary monster.”

lohen hovered on top of you, his face and body inches from yours. with every sigh of mockery he made, you shuddered from the intensity.

“i—i’m not gonna do that,” you rasped quietly. “choking? lohen, you’re—”

you cut yourself off. of course lohen was crazy. you had no right to act shocked.

he chuckled. every sound he made only felt like a shivering taunt. it’d make your heart bristle every single time.

with those fogged, dazed, red eyes, he stared right into you as he said, “are you scared you’ll hurt me? hah, i’m flattered.”

before you can say anything — process anything, he flipped the two of you in a secure yet winding whirl, making you now nestled on his hips, looking down at him where he was flat on his back.

his cold hands slowly, clinically rubbed up and down along your hips. as if you were just a delicate little thing. a delicate little thing that he just asked to choke him.

“do it,” he said, his voice hoarse and expectant.

you took a deep breath. looking into those bumbling, big, red eyes of his, you couldn’t bring yourself to deny any of his requests. especially when you were on top of him, feeling the faint twitching of his cock beneath you.

your hands found his torso, feeling the outline of him as they languidly traced their way to his neck. and then, once your hands gripped him firmly, and you noticed an excited flare in lohen’s eyes;

ack!

the intense, mind-numbing pressure of your fingertips disturbing his larynx caused lohen to make incessant, curdling sputtering sounds. he slightly jolted himself more flush against you, causing your breath to hitch. you softened your grip for a mere moment.

lohen coughed raggedly. “what’s wrong?” he heaved. “don’t worry, i’m enjoying it,” he purred.

you didn’t need him to say it to know that he was enjoying it. as you squeezed the flesh of him once more, you could feel his dick stirring to life in his pants. and his bulge pressed warmly against your dampened underwear.

shit.

u hate kaiser but he fucks u so good content | smut, degradation, doggy, fem!reader, rough pen

kaiser was an asshole.

but right now, his dick was stretching you out so perfectly. like it was designed for it to. everytime he thrusted into you, you could feel his tip pang at your cervix. and it made your eyes roll to the back of your head because — fuck, he was so good at fucking you.

it’d end up like this everytime. he’d disregard your feelings, make everything about himself, get all shouty. you’d tell him to leave you alone, to never see you again.

but he’d give you that look. where his blue eyes became cloudy, his eyebrows tensed, his bottom lip slightly jutting out. that stupid, unraveling pout of his. it got you every time.

“fuck! micha— s’rough!” you squeal.

immediately, his large hand grabbed your head from behind, shoving your face more into the sheets. your breathing panicked as you felt the lack of air traveling to your lungs alongside the sweaty, sticky skin-to-skin contact that made you bristle.

“this pussy needs some good dick, dunit?” he rasped.

“mmmmnnh—” you groan into the sheets. you were sure that when you inevitably lifted your face, there’d be a puddle of drool.

his pace quickened. pushing inside of you became too much for him, and on the sweat-slicked sheets of the bed, his balance faltered slightly. you whimpered, feeling the pounding of his cock hit a new angle inside of you.

“schieße,” he choked out under his breath. “so fucking wet. thought i pissed you off? hn?”

“you—” you cried out, tears smearing all over your face. the fucker still had his hand gripping your head, keeping your face pressed into the mattress. “—y’do,” you sputtered into the fabric.

“do i?”

for a moment, his rhythm slowed. but that was only so he could fully drive into you, making you let out another muffled, cracking squeal. the stimulation — it hurt — but fuck, you loved how it hurt so much. your legs were quivering. your pussy felt like it was going to split apart. ‘cause shit, he was really fucking big.

“y’gonna cum?” he heaved, his legs slightly shaking. his free hand moved to press painfully into your hip. “—god. i’m gonna cum. fuck.”

kaiser groaned loudly, his pace not letting up. your back arched even deeper, letting his restless dick pump against your cervix at an even more intense level.

“yeah,” he moaned in appreciation, his hand moving from your hip to your ass. he let his head fall back, his adams apple bobbing with each sharp, ragged breath he took. “gonn . . . gonna make me . . .” his words trembled.

he slightly readjusted his hips, giving himself more stability on the slippery sheets as he fucked you to chase his own orgasm. and fuck did he orgasm.

his cum gushed inside of you, his pace not relenting as he rode out his climax. the feeling of him stuffing you made your pussy clench, your own orgasm hitting you harder than any you’ve had before. your breathing turned into broken, muffled sniffles as he kept thrusting into your sensitive and soppy, gushing cunt.

“cumming all over my dick,” he heaved as he finally pulled out. he leaned in, whispering into your ear, “you’re such a slut. always coming back just to get fucked by me.”

he took his hand off your head, allowing you to freely lift yourself up.

but you couldn’t. instead, you sunk more into the mattress, your legs still twitching slightly from the aftershocks of his cock stuffing you whole.

pinch!

fuck, you immediately jolted, propping yourself on your forearms as you turned to look up at kaiser. the bastard just pinched you. but . . . shit, he fucked you completely senseless. resting your weight on your forearms was already enough to make you completely give out.

“gonna keep on doing this,” he grinned darkly. “love seeing that cock-drunk look on y’face. so fucking sexy.”

you breathed shakily, sinking back into the mattress. fuck. he was so right. you were cock-drunk.

he’s such an arrogant asshole, you thought.

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