eden ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ she & 9teen ::: nsfw blog

“f–fuck… there ya go, sweetheart, take it all…”

zodyl’s got your ankles perched up on his shoulders as he heaved, pushing himself deep, deep inside you as he came.

“that’s… fuck, that’s your third one already, zodyl…” you panted, whimpering helplessly underneath him.

“shh, it’s okay. it’s okay,” he repeated, eyes blinking slowly before separating your legs to position them on either side of him, his thick cock still inside you, unmoving. “i– urghh…” he grunted, gulping as he came down and rested his head against your neck. “i have… so much more to give you, love.”

zodyl started thrusting again, slower this time, gentler.

he wasn’t all that talkative in bed, but his performance does more than make up for it with the way he fills you up, his cock filling up every inch inside you as your warm walls hug him.

the squelching only increases as he speeds up, and truthfully, you have no idea how he’s still going—he’s already came inside you three times prior with no breaks in between.

“g… gotta fill you up, baby… you have to— fu–fuck, yeah… you have to take it all, okay? keep it all in for me…”

all logic goes out the window once he presses his throbbing bulge against you, and suddenly, your lips are pressed against his chapped ones as he holds your face gently.

shidou is rough—coarse, in a sense that’s beyond physicality. his actions, his way of thinking, his entire character…

but the way he holds you is uncharacteristically soft as your tongues dance with each other. he chases after you, moaning into your lips before pulling away, nothing but a string of saliva connecting you.

“you’re so beautiful,” he sighs, gaze flitting from your eyes to your lips, then down to your collarbones. shidou’s free hand travels to your arm, caressing you slowly before diving back into your mouth with haste.

“shidou…” you moan, gasping for breath as you pull away.

“ryusei, baby. call me ryusei,” he practically begs as he presses against your nape to push your further into him.

“ryu…”

shidou’s unable to hold himself back as he takes your hand and leads it inside his pants, where his angry cock calls for you.

“baby…” he breathes, nuzzling into your neck as one hand drops to the bottom of your towel, lifting it to give himself space to touch you, “y’make me so hard”

shidou presses sloppy kisses all over your neck and collarbones as you move your hand up and down, pumping him through his shorts as you tighten your grip on him.

“nghh—!”

you run a nail through his slit, making him jerk his hips against your touch. shidou’s breathing becomes more and more labored as you continue, and as he looks up at you, you see a rare glint of light in his eye.

hunger.

you watch as the last traces of softness from earlier fade away before your very eyes. shidou unhooks your towel, undressing you completely before manhandling you and practically flinging you to the bed.

“fuuuuck, yeah. y’ve no idea how long i’ve been waiting for this,” he says, taking off his shirt in a swift motion before discarding it across the room. his form is insane, tanned abs glistening with sweat from all the walking you’d done earlier.

shidou’s chest heaves up and down before he leans into you, kissing you as you wrap your arms around him to deepen his touch against your lips.

his meaty arms flex against the bed as he supports his entire body up, not wanting to crush you. you moan as he brings one hand down and rakes his nails against your thighs.

“God…” he breathes, gaze casted between your thighs as he licks his lips and gulps before pushing in two fingers inside you, “so wet… so sweet for me, baby.”

“shido— ry’sei…! fuck, mmph!”

“been wanting you since i first saw you, pretty,” he says, kissing you, “feel good?”

you nod eagerly, squirming under him as you press your thighs together. it had been too long since your last orgasm, making you significantly more sensitive under his touch.

shidou ryusei loves the beach (18+)

shidou grinds your body against his, making sure you feel his cock throb against your core even through the flimsy fabrics of your bikini and his trunks. “come on, baby. it’ll give me an excuse to grope you,” he insists, “i could give ya a different kind of white cast.”

“r–ryu…” you whine, trying to escape his grip.

“please, baby. come on,” he begs, his hips lifting to meet yours once more as he grinds, “‘m so hard right now, it hurts.” shidou presses his face into your neck, pressing down on your lower back to arch your body against his.

“we’re in public, you horndog. we can’t—“

shidou’s chest rumbles as he chuckles deeply, “you tryna convince me or yourself, baby?” he asks, already groping your ass as he places open mouth kisses on all over your neck, then down to your collarbone.

“ryu—!”

before you can even continue, shidou silences you by slipping in two fingers.

“shiiiit, you’re so wet, mami. don’t tell me you were tryna hide this sweet, leaking pussy from me?” he groans, “i’m fucking offended.”

his coarse digits continue exploring your insides, scissoring you before pressing his thumb against your clit.

“mmpgh—! baby..!” you try your hardest not to thrash, your body limping as you fall helplessly against him.

“nah, you don’t get to call me that right now. you think i can’t take care of your pussy, hm?” he asks condescendingly, “that what you’re sayin’, slut? ‘cause that’s what i’m hearing.”

“n–no… it’s just… f–fuck, yes—!” you squeal uncontrollably before biting your tongue and gulping, “no, no… we’re just… in public, baby…”

“told you not to fuckin’ call me that, didn’t i?” his tone is angry as he quickens his pace, and if you weren’t shaking before, you definitely are now. “y’don’t fucking deserve it.”

“ngh—! i’m sorry..!” you nuzzle against his chest, hands balled into fists as you cried against him. “msorrymsorrymsorry…” you repeat, practically praying, “plea— fuck, ryu… please let me c–cum, please… ‘m so… so close!”

“fuuuuck, yeah. cum for me, baby, go ahead. show me what a slut you are, getting off on my fingers in public,” he hisses, his breath labored as he grinds his cock against your thigh.

“ryu—! right there..! oh my—!” you arch impossibly harder, your hands crawling behind his neck and onto his nape as you scratch his scalp with your nails. you bite down on his shoulder blades to silence yourself, or at least minimize your voice…

“there ya go, baby. so good f’me…” shidou sighs a breath of relief, pulling his slimy fingers out. “fuuuck, so wet.”

“ryu, people are staring…” you press your face onto his neck in an attempt to hide yourself, but shidou only hoists you up and fixes your posture.

“let’s give ‘em a show then, yeah?”

the sun is bright and beaming today as you sit on the sand with your shades on, and if you didn’t know any better, you’d think the sea was calling your name.

“babe, can ya put sunscreen on me?”

your mountain of a boyfriend interrupts your relaxing sunbathing session as he towers over you, completely covering your face from the sun.

you huff, rolling your eyes under your shades before holding your hand out. shidou places his bottle of sunscreen against your palm before laying down on his stomach right next to you.

“massage me too while you’re at it, a’ight, baby?” he asks, smirking. his forearms are on top of each other as he rests his head against them, the sun highlighting his toned form. “i been a little pent up, if you know what i mean,” he chuckles.

you breathe a deep sigh before squeezing some product out of the bottle and spreading it across his chest.

“hey, do it properly! stop bein’ lazy,” he barks.

“how the fuck does one even put on sunscreen incorrectly?” you sass back.

“just spread it evenly! geez, woman, i’m tryna tan here, not get skin cancer.”

you groan, having no choice but to comply. you get up and sit on his lower back, legs on either side of his hips. you run your hands through his shoulder blades, then down to his sides, before finally doing the center. once you’re finished, you rake your nails lightly across his back, mesmerized at his muscles.

“shiiiit,” he groans, “don’t get off, baby. is anyone near?”

“the fuck..?”

shidou lifts his head and looks back at you, your skin glowing underneath the sun. your body looks ethereal from this angle as your bikini leaves almost nothing to the imagination. he gulps as he looks at you, smirking before moving so swiftly that you don’t even process it. soon enough, you’re straddling him with his hands on your hips.

“yeaaaah, there we go. hey, want me to put sunscreen on you, too?”

“i already have sunscreen on, dipshit.”

shidou grinds your body against his, making sure you feel his cock throb against your core even through the flimsy fabrics of your bikini and his trunks. “come on, baby. it’ll give me an excuse to grope you,” he insists, “i could give ya a different kind of white cast.”

you’re down on your knees as he sits on the couch, legs spread with his knees on either side of you.

his cock is hard and angry and huge in his pants, practically towering over you as you stare at it.

sae rubs himself through his slacks, looking down at you like you’re worth absolutely nothing. his expression is bored, almost uninterested as he lets go and rests his palm against his muscular thigh.

“go on,” he deadpans, eyes sizing you up.

you bring your hands up to his waistband before he cuts you off prematurely.

“what are you doing?”

you look up to see him with a disdained scowl, brows furrowed. his adam’s apple is so prominent in this lighting, and if you didn’t know any better, you’d think he hated you.

“i didn’t say you could take off my pants, did i?”

“but i—“

“do it quietly or don’t do it at all.”

you gulp, feeling small under his gaze. your sorry eyes flicker around the room, avoiding eye contact with him at all costs.

“rub,” he commands.

you obey, hands palming him. his cock is warm—hot, even—against your touch despite the fabric separating him from your bare contact.

he groans, and you muster up the courage to look up at him from below. his head is tilted back on the sofa, his adam’s apple bobbing as he gulps. you can see the traces of his veins from this angle, and he looks like a weight has just lifted off his shoulders. he definitely needed this.

“s–shit… keep going…”

you lift yourself up ever so slighty before pressing your cheek against his bulge. sae hisses, turning his head to look at you. he shivers, one hand going up to cover his lower face.

his eyes lock on yours condescendingly before his free hand cups the back of your head and presses you down further.

“fuuuuck, so obedient for me,” he praises, “good girl, baby.”

you feel a sense of pride rush through you, looking up at him through your lashes before licking him through the clothing. sae shivers yet again, stronger this time as he tries to stop himself from hissing.

“n–ngh—!”

you lick up another stripe, alternating between lapping him up and rubbing your face against him.

you’re making out under his sheets, bodies tangled together in a frenzy of limbs. he’s massaging the globes of your ass with one hand, pulling and groping as the other pushes your back further into him, making you arch.

his tongue is wet and feral as he swirls circles around yours, moaning in your mouth like a dog in heat.

“mmfh… yeah, baby…”

he’s absolutely shameless, mouth sloppy woth saliva as he devours you unapologetically. bachira reluctantly pulls away, looking deep into your eyes for a split second before his gaze flits back to your wet, plump lips.

“stick your tongue out for me, please?” he pleads politely before running a hand up your shirt and cupping your chest.

his hands are rough as he squeezes, making you moan out. your brows are furrowed upwards, and you can’t help but oblige his request.

bachira’s eyes practically glow seeing you so obedient for him, and he doesn’t waste even a split-second before he dives righr back in, sucking in your tongue.

he can feel your vibrations in his mouth as you moan and whine and writhe against him, and you don’t know how he manages to do it but he giggles with your tongue inside him.

“you’re so cute, baby,” he says before realizing he’s let go of you. he furrows his brows, pouting before speaking up again, “stick your tongue out again!”

“so demanding…”

“please?” he says, eyes big and sparkly as he begs, his hands taking their time in memorizing every sculpt of your body.

“nghh—!” you moan out when he squeezes your curves particularly hard, and bachira can’t help but giggle once more before you stick your tongue out again.

bachira immediately goes back to playing with you, your tongues dancing under the wet caves of his mouth as he closes his eyes.

a sharp pain overtakes you before you pull away, tasting something metallic in your tongue.

“ah—! meguru, you bit me!”

“oh, no..! guess you gotta punish me, hm?” he says, wrapping his arms around you as he grinds his hard cock against the soft plush of your thighs.

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DISCLAIMER: ALL WORKS POSTED ARE STRICLY 18+. THIS IS AN NSFW BLOG, but my main blog is linked in my profile <3

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── .✦ chest play with nagi

── .✦ making out with bachira

── .✦ condescending sae

── .✦ beach with shidou / part two

contrary to popular belief, nagi actually has trouble sleeping some nights. he’ll toss and turn, writhing in the sheets beside you.

“mmh…”

you hear him groan from a few feet away, and you know that when he gets like this, there’s really only one way to help him.

“sei? baby?” you sit up, gently caressing his hair with his back turned to you in a fetal position. “can’t sleep, honey?”

he hums in approval before turning around and nuzzling against the pillow, looking at you with such saddened eyes that you can’t help but lift up your shirt.

“you want—!”

you haven’t even finished talking as nagi pounces on your chest, sucking like his life depended on it. his tongue swirls in circles around your nipple, one hand caressing the free breast as the other practically drowns in his saliva.

“mmh… sho gfood…” he mutters, pulling back to stare. nagi takes in the sight of your bare tits for a second before diving back in, this time switching as he sucks. “i lovfe…”

“nghh—! i know, baby, i know. you love it, m–mhm—?” you rake your nails lightly across his scalp, massaging his head as he moans.

“mhm… thank you, mommy.”

his eyes are closed as he nuzzles impossibly further, trying to take the entire thing in. nagi’s insatiable—hungry, even—as he pulls back and squeezes you together before burying himself in between your breasts.

“shit—! f–fuck, baby, you’re so rough… a–aahh, it hurts…” you moan, gripping onto his hair as you pull.

but this does little to console nagi, who only looks up at you through his lashes before licking in between your breasts and working his way to your nipple, biting lightly as he maintains eye contact.

“b–baby…”

“does mommy feel good?” he asks, nuzzling back in passionately as he continues alternating between your tits. “i wanna make mommy feel good…”

your moans intensify as he begins humping you through your clothes. the layers of fabric do little to contain his hard, angry cock as he grinds against your core.

“yes, baby, momm– aah..! mommy, mommy feels so so good right now, my love. keep– fuck, fuck..! oh my g– nagi…! please don’t stop, baby!”