Angelina

pairing: step brother!riki x step sister!reader

preview: your dad has just married riki's mom. but, you're not blood related so you should be fine to hook up, right?

tags/warnings: fem reader, handjob in the back of a car, oral (69 on the edge of a pool....), fingering, unprotected penetration (BOOOO), hickeys, breast slapping, pet names (angel, slut, cock whore), 4th of july celebration (and by celebration i mean orgasms for everyone), creampie

trigger warnings: STEPCEST!!!, like two mentions of reader having a dead mom

wc: 3.0k

song recs for this fic: american horror show by snow wife, all-american bitch by olivia rodrigo

a/n: i was so invested in writing this for like 4 days good lord

니키 ⭑ f.readerㅤㅤㅤㅤ─ㅤㅤㅤㅤwc:: 2.1kㅤㅤㅤㅤ  ❤︎.ᐣ.ᐟ 

you ride him until you can’t take it anymore, so he makes you beg before he finally decides to help

⌗ 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓. mdni, explicit content, dom!riki, sub!reader, riding, degradation, humiliation, dirty talk, begging, manhandling, unprotected p in v, creampie, cum play, cum eating

( 🐈‍⬛ ) any feedback is welcome, i'd really appreciate it

You’re already soaked — dripping, honestly — when the thick head of his cock slides through your folds teasingly, and the second you start sinking down he lets out a low sound, half moan and half laugh, because having you on top is always fun for him.

Slowly, every thick inch stretches you, forcing your pussy to make room, and when your ass is flush against his thighs he’s so deep it causes a small, delicious ache in your stomach.

"Fuck, look at that… sitting on my cock like you were born for it," he murmurs, watching where you’re stretched open around him. "Your pretty little hole is swallowing me up. Go on then, baby. Show me how pretty you look riding me."

— alternatively, texts with bf! nishimura riki. (6 pic.)

— implied college au, reader referred to as ‘woman’ and ‘lady,’ brief james zhao (cortis) mention, ignore timestamps

© esoriae ! all rights reserved. no translations, plagiarism, modifications, reposts, or ai feeding.

⤷ fwb!sim jake x reader

᭪ boyfriend!riki — keeping you filled during movie night

Movie nights with Riki were usually quiet, but tonight he had a very specific idea of how he wanted you sitting.

You were barely twenty minutes into the film when he shifted you onto his lap, guiding you down onto him until you were stretched full around his length. Before you could even react, his large hand settled over your hip, pinning you flush against his chest.

“Don't move,” he murmured into the crook of your neck, his breath hot against your skin. “Just sit still and hold me.”

You tried to adjust, just a tiny shift to get comfortable... but his grip instantly tightened. His hand clamped hard around your waist, a sharp, warning swat landing against the side of your bare thigh.

The sudden sting made you gasp, your core clamping down around him involuntarily as he dug his fingers into your hip bone to lock you down. Riki let out a low, satisfied hum against the nape of your neck, his thumb lazily tracing your ribs.

“Told you,” he whispered, his chin resting on your shoulder with his eyes still trained on the TV over you. “Be a good girl and stay still.”

You forced yourself to freeze, every muscle locked tight even as the thick heat of him pulsed deep inside you. The stretch was relentless, his cock so heavy and warm it felt like it was branding you from the inside.

You could feel every ridge, every subtle throb as blood rushed through him. Your walls fluttered helplessly around the intrusion, trying to milk him even while you stayed perfectly still.

Minutes dragged. The movie played on, dialogue and music washing over you, but all you could focus on was the way he filled you so completely that even breathing made the pressure shift.

A tiny rock of your hips earned you another sharp slap, his palm cracking across the outer curve of your hip. Heat bloomed under your skin, and you bit your lip hard to keep from moaning as his grip forced your body lower onto his length.

Riki’s free hand slid up, long fingers wrapping lightly around the your throat. Not squeezing—just resting there, a quiet threat as he held your head back against his shoulder. His thumb stroked the side of your neck in lazy circles while his cock sat buried to the hilt, twitching every time your pussy clenched around him in response to the sting.

“You’re dripping all over me,” he murmured against your ear, his voice rough and low. “Making a mess on my lap and you still can’t stay still.”

You whimpered. The sound was soft, needy. He answered by tightening his grip on your throat just enough to make your breath hitch, then releasing it again. The contrast made your cunt spasm around him. Another warning swat landed against your thigh, harder this time, the impact forcing a wet sound from where you were joined as he squeezed your hips tight against his.

Halfway through the movie you were shaking. Tears had started to gather at the corners of your eyes from the sheer frustration of being so full and not allowed to move. Every tiny shift earned either a harsh sting across your thigh or that grip closing around your throat until your head spun back against his chest.

Your legs trembled, hooked over his thighs. Your clit throbbed, neglected and swollen, friction grinding against the base of his shaft every time you took a shaky breath.

“Riki—” you finally whispered, voice cracking.

“Shh.” His lips brushed your ear. “Movie’s not over. You can take it. You’ve been doing so well.” He squeezed your sensitive hip firmly, the pressure sharp in contrast to how soaked you both were. “Look at you. Crying already and I haven’t even fucked you yet.”

By the time the credits started rolling you were a mess—tears streaking down your cheeks, soft broken sobs slipping out every time his cock twitched inside you. Your hole was fluttering nonstop, trying desperately to grind down, to feel friction, anything. You were so wet that every subtle pulse of his length made filthy little squelching sounds.

Riki finally turned his head, dark eyes locking on your tear streaked face. The hand on your throat tightened just enough to make your vision blur at the edges.

“Please—please, Riki, I need it, I can’t—fuck, I need you to move, please, I’ll be good, just fuck me, please—”

That was all it took.

He shoved you forward so your chest hit the couch cushions, hips yanking you back until your ass was high and presented.

One hard thrust buried him to the root again, knocking the air from your lungs.

“R-Riki—!” you gasped out, your voice cracking as the sudden surge of pleasure shattered what little composure you had left.

Then he started pounding—deep, brutal strokes that made the couch creak and the wet slap of his hips against yours ringing through the room. Every thrust dragged over that swollen spot inside you until your eyes rolled.

“Ah—w-wait, Ki, it’s too much—!” you sobbed, fingers clutching at the couch cushions for leverage as your body shook under him.

“Fuck, you’re so geedy,” he rasped, one hand fisting in your hair to keep your face pressed into the cushions while the other spanked you in time with his thrusts.

“Sitting on my cock for a whole movie, dripping and shaking, and now you’re taking it like a good little slut. Look at you, you’re taking it so well.”

The friction was overwhelming, a relentless build of heat that coiled so tight in your lower stomach it made your head spin.

Every time he pulled back, the cool air hit your soaked skin for just a split second before he slammed back in, hitting that same sensitive mark with cruel precision.

Your fingers dug uselessly into the cushion beneath you, knuckles turning white as you tried to brace yourself against the pace, but there was no escaping him. He had you completely pinned, trapping all the sound in your throat until you were practically suffocating on the sheer weight of him and the intense, electric ache spreading through your entire body.

You came hard, sobbing into the fabric, walls clamping down in rhythmic pulses that only made him fuck you harder. He didn’t slow. He chased his own pleasure with long, punishing strokes, balls slapping against your soaked folds, cock stretching you open on every drive.

When he finally buried himself to the hilt and came, it was with a deep, guttural groan. Hot pulses of cum flooded you, thick and endless, painting your walls until you felt it start to leak out around his length.

He stayed buried, grinding deep to push every drop further inside while you whimpered and trembled beneath him.

Only when the last spurt had left him did he lean down, lips brushing the shell of your ear, voice rough and satisfied.

“Good girl. Now stay full for me a little longer… we’re watching another one.”

bf!jay punishing virgin!reader by making you ride him! drabble , wc: 257 words, 1456 characters, inexperienced!reader, kind of mean dom!jay, porn-no-plot.. bigdih!jay, daddy kink, idk what else sowwy, REQUESTS ARE OPEN!! (pls i need requests). this drabble is bad but it ok

“h-how—ahh-“ you gasp, you were at least trying to sit on jay’s thick cock — “nghhh.. i-i can’t-!” you whine, leaning back on your arms, “sure you can, babydoll,” jay spoke slowly “you were acting like a big girl in the store, but now you’re just a little baby?” he coos.

“turns out you’re not a big girl..” he chuckles, running his hand up and down your thigh, gently squeezing your tit with the other one. “you need daddy’s help, eh?” jay speaks up, by now your brain is almost mush, you just wanted — no, needed a release.

“y-yeah-yes, yes i need daddy’s help!” you squeak, now rubbing up down up down on jays cock. “sshit..” he groans, grabbing at your hips, and slowly pushing your soaking hole down on his thick length.

“ah—ahhh! j-jay-! ‘s too much!” you shake, scratching at his thighs, “mhm.. you can take it tho, right baby?” he breathes out while chewing on his lower lip, “fffuckk—squeezing me just right, hm?” jay stifled a moan as you took him completely.

“you can do it, cmonnn move your hips angel..” he groaned, now biting on his bottom lip, “c-can’t-i-it’s waytoomuch!!” you squeal, your eyes squeezing close. “noonoo, none of that.. princess, look at me, yeah?” jay laughs. you’re doing your best trying not to cum just by his intrusion.

you scratch at his arms, shaking violently as you cum around his cock — a slutty moan ripping from your throat, which made jay just chuckle in amusement, gently holding your hand.

“awww, you came from this only? maybe you’ll have a proper orgasm if you behaved..” jay teased, bringing your hand to his lips. “‘msorryyy..” you whine out, already sleepy…

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( 심재윤 ) In which - Your boyfriend; Jake, offers to tutor you for your upcoming anatomy exam. Little does he know; you learn better physically.

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Warnings / Tags: smut, mature content, dirty talk, oral sex( female rec), Hair Pulling,     Choking / Neck Grabbing,   Marking / Biting / Scratching,       comming inside, glasses Jake (yes that needs a warning.)

now playing ‧₊˚♪ : Dangerous Woman by Ariana Grande

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I lay upside down on Jake's couch, my legs dangling over the backrest while Jake sat at his desk buried in homework. My voice filled the room as I recounted the chaos from my lecture. “And then Izzy said ‘I bet you 5 Bucks you wouldn’t yell penis now’ in our lecture-”

Jake spun around in his chair, eyes wide behind his glasses. “Please tell me you didn’t yell penis Baby!” Jake said.

“Well of course I did?! Joe’s have that 5 dollar taco deal today!” I said.

“CHOI!” Jake yelled, already mad.

“It’s not that big of a deal Jake!” I said, rolling my eyes. “It’s not professional!” Jake said, turning to his homework again. “Well neither was us making out in the Janitor closet so-”Jake cut me off.

"We wouldn't talk about that!" Jake said.

“Sorry; sorry, right…. Anyways so yeah that was my schoolday; what are you even doing?” I asked as I finally got up and walked over to him. “Anatomy homework.” Jake said.

“Gosh I’m so bad at anatomy!” I groaned, hanging around his shoulders while he kept writing.

“I know.” Jake said.

“Rude!” I said mad.

“UGHH I have an anatomy exam next week I’m so going to fail!” I said.

“You know your boyfriend is good at anatomy right?” Jake asked, turning around in his chair and pulling me onto his lap. “Well duh, one thing I’m very jealous about next to your really healty hair.” I laughed, running my hands through his hair.

“Well I can tutor you!” Jake said.

“Really?!” I asked. “Of course let’s start right now.” Jake said smiling. “Eww nooo I was thinking something like…. Monday!” I said smiling . “Your exam is Thursday.” Jake said.

“That’s plenty of time!” I said rolling my eyes.

“We’re starting right now.” Jake said again. Jake stood up, putting me on his bed. “NOOO” I yelled out.

Thirty minutes later he pointed at the diagram. “Okay. What bone is this?” Jake asked. I stared at it. "...A bone," I said. He pinched the bridge of his nose. “Very specific.” Jake said annoyed.

I shrugged. “It’s the scapula.” Jake said. “Shoulder blade. Remember that.” “Scapula!” I repeated half-heartedly.

“Good. Now, what's this one?” Jake asked. He pointed lower. “…The arm bone?” I said.

Jake sighed again this time bigger. “The humerus.” Jake said. “I knew that.” I said. “No, you didn't.” Jake said. “I was testing you!” I yelled. “Mhm.”

“Babe I’m done with this!” I said. I flew into his arms, hugging him and whining. “Stop it this is serious.” Jake said. “We’re already studying for 3 hours!” I said. “30 minutes,” Jake corrected me.

“30 minutes; 3 hours tomato, tomahto. Can we take a break already?!” I begged with puppy eyes.

Jake tried to keep going, but I was bored out of my mind. I shifted on his lap, pressing my ass back against his crotch in slow, deliberate rolls. At first he stiffened and muttered, “Baby, stop. We need to focus.” Jake said.

I ignored him, grinding a little harder, feeling his cock twitch under his sweats. My hand slid down between us, palming him through the fabric. “Come on, Jake… you’ve been staring at bones all day. Let me give you something better to study.” I said.

He grabbed my wrist, voice tight. “Baby, I said stop.” Jake said. But his hips gave a tiny involuntary thrust against my hand。

I leaned in and licked his neck. “Make me.” I said.

Jake’s breath hitched. A low “fuck-” left his lips. He yanked his glasses off and tossed them onto the desk. The second they were gone his whole demeanor changed.

His hand shot up, fingers wrapping around my throat in a firm grip that made my pulse race. He pushed me back onto the bed, climbing over me, eyes dark.

“You want to be a brat during study time?” Jake growled, already tugging my shirt up. “Fine. We’ll study your body instead.” Jake said.

He kissed the curve of my collarbone. “Clavicle.” Jake murmured against my skin before biting down hard enough to leave a mark. I gasped, arching.

His mouth moved lower, tongue tracing the swell of my breast. “Pectoralis major.” Jake said. Another bite, right above my nipple. He sucked the stiff peak into his mouth, teeth grazing, then released it with a wet pop. “Areola. Nipple.” Jake said.

I moaned, fingers threading into his hair. Jake shoved my leggings and panties down in one rough motion. He spread my thighs wide, staring at my pussy like it was the only diagram that mattered.

“Labia majora,” Jake said, voice rough, then dragged his tongue up the length of my slit. “Labia minora. Clitoris.” Jake said. He circled the swollen bud with the tip of his tongue before sucking it hard.

My hips bucked; he pinned them down with one hand while the other stayed wrapped around my throat, squeezing just enough to make my head spin.

“Jake—fuck—” I moaned.

He didn’t answer with words. He buried his face between my legs, licking and sucking with filthy wet sounds filling the room. Two fingers pushed inside me, curling against my front wall while his tongue worked my clit. I clawed at his shoulders, leaving red scratches down his back. He groaned into my pussy, the vibration making me clench around his fingers.

When he finally pulled back his mouth was shiny. He stripped fast, cock springing free, thick and flushed. He flipped me onto my stomach, yanked my hips up, and slammed inside in one hard thrust.

I cried out, the stretch burning so good. Jake’s hand fisted in my hair, pulling my head back as he started pounding into me. Each snap of his hips drove his cock deep, the head hitting that perfect spot over and over.

“Such a tight little cunt.” Jake snarled, free hand sliding around to grip my throat again. “You wanted this, didn’t you? Couldn’t wait to get fucked instead of studying.” Jake said smirking.

“Yes—yes, Jake—harder—” I moaned.

He obliged, hips snapping brutally. The sound of skin slapping skin mixed with my moans and his low grunts. He leaned down, teeth sinking into the junction of my neck and shoulder, sucking a dark bruise into place.

I scratched at the sheets, body jolting with every thrust. Jake pulled out only long enough to flip me onto my back again, then drove back in, hooking my legs over his shoulders so he could fuck me even deeper.

“Ahh—Fuck—Look at you.” Jake panted, one hand pressing down on my lower belly while the other stayed on my throat. “Taking every inch like a good girl. You’re gonna feel this tomorrow during your anatomy lecture.” Jake said in a low voice.

I could barely form words. My pussy fluttered around him, orgasm building fast. Jake felt it and grinned, mean and hot. He rubbed my clit with his thumb in tight circles while he fucked me. “Come on my cock, Baby. Let me feel you squeeze me.” Jake said.

The orgasm crashed through me. I screamed his name, walls pulsing, nails digging into his arms hard enough to draw blood. Jake didn’t stop. He fucked me through it, pace turning almost punishing until his rhythm faltered. With a guttural groan he buried himself to the hilt and came, hot spurts of cum flooding my pussy. He kept thrusting shallowly, pushing his load deeper with every twitch of his cock.

He finally pulled out, watching the cum gush from my hole and run down my thighs. Jake flipped me onto my back, spreading my legs wide so he could see the mess. “Look at that pretty pussy, all swollen and used,” Jake said.

He dragged his fingers through the cum and pushed it back inside. “Keep it in. I want you leaking during your exam so you remember who owns this cunt.” Jake said, tracing my body with his fingers. “You did so good for me.”

“But don’t think you can walk away from your tutor lessons this easily.”

Jake finally collapsed beside me, pulling me against his chest. His fingers traced the bite marks and bruises he’d left across my skin. “Lesson’s over for tonight,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to my temple. “But we’re doing this again tomorrow. And the next day. Until you ace that exam with my cum still inside you.”

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thinking ab finger sucking w jake

an: for tht one person who asked, it’s not a fic but I hope this is okay! ( I’m not that great at writing so bear w me if this is ass )

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I think it would start when Jake starts to pick up on your obsession with his hands. He notices how you tend to stare at them alot and how when you’re sitting on his lap you love to play with them and compare how small your hands are compared to his . ( yes jake would def have a thing for size dif)

He also noted how easily you come undone around his long fingers. Moaning and crying in the immense pleasure. He could genuinely have you overstimulated from just his hands & fingers alone. He loves to tease you with them. Simply running them down your thighs to get a reaction out of you.

He didn’t realize you’d be into sucking on them until one night. He was fucking you so good. Your legs over his broad shoulders, while his thick girthy cock splits you open. You were so blissed out, moaning , whimpering and holding onto the bed sheets like they were the only thing anchoring your body to the bed. “You’re doing so good for me baby” he said as he slid his veiny hand around your neck nestling it there and squeezing, not enough to cut off your air, but just enough for you to really feel him there.

“J-jake…” you moan, “ I can’t take it anymore…. t-too much.. too good…” He looks down at your tear stained face with so much love and care, contrast to his harsh thrusts into you. “ Shhh baby, you can take it for me babygirl. I know you can. My strong, big girl yeah?” You nod, too fucked out to disagree, just really wanting to make your Jakey proud :( .

“ Here baby, suck” he says while moving his hand from your clit and sliding two of his long veiny fingers right into your warm, wet mouth. You gladly welcome them in sucking them. “ There she is, my good girl. Cum one more time for me baby then we’re done okay? Can you do that for me?” You nod, mouth still around his fingers, looking up at him, your eyes wide and teary. He brings you to your 4th(?) ( you honestly lost count ) orgasm of the night. After you calm down from the aftershocks he pulls out and begins aftercare ( he is an aftercare king) wiping you down and telling you how good you were for him and how much he loves you.

After,he pulls you against his chest, rubbing his hand up and down your back. “ You did so well baby, I’m so proud of you” he says as he presses soft kisses on your face. “ I love you too jae..”

“ I can tell you love my fingers too,hm?” “ maybe..? they’re just really nice to look at and.. suck on..”

He laughs, stroking your hair softly, “ I figured baby, don’t worry I think it’s adorable”

riki ✶ 𝒇. reader — 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓

⤷ mdni, explicit content, dom!riki × sub!reader, rough sex, wrist pinning, doggy, unprotected p in v (wrap your willy), clit stimulation, dirty talk

𝒘𝒄:: 687 ﹒💬 wiv's note. . . craving this rn. send me recs guyss

You moan loudly into the sheets, pushing your body back against his because, fuck, it feels way too good and you need more. "Riki, fuck… deeper."

He lets out a mocking laugh and stretches one arm forward, grabbing both your wrists and pulling them behind your back, pinning them there so you can’t move while he keeps fucking you hard.

"Fuck, this pussy’s squeezing me so tight," he growls, his free hand sliding down to smack your ass — hard enough to sting in the best way and make you clench even harder around his cock.

His balls slap against your clit with every thrust, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through your body.

It’s hard to think straight with him buried so deep, hitting that spot inside you that makes your toes curl. He tightens his grip on your wrists, pulling them back to arch you even more, completely at his mercy as he picks up the pace, fucking you faster and harder.

"You like being my little sex toy, huh? You like when I use this pretty fucking pussy." He smacks your ass again, then rubs the spot before grabbing and spreading you wider, so he can watch his cock disappear into your soaked pussy.

৻ꪆ SUMMARY : Riki spends all day driving you insane just to see how long you can hold out, and he’s more than ready to collect his reward the second you break.

৻ꪆ CONTENTS : MDNI (18+) ⋆ dom!riki ⋆ blowjob ⋆ facesitting ⋆ overstim ⋆ unprotected sex ⋆ spanking ⋆ creampie ⋆ manhandling & rough sex ⋆ praise & light degradation ⋆ aftercare ⋆

taglist : @amyishere123 @444pondju

৻ꪆ PAIRING : boyfriend!riki x f!reader

৻ꪆ WORDCOUNT : 1.6k

thinking about… pussydrunk!won & his addiction with being in between your thighs┊custom order 📋

warnings. . . explicit sexual content (mdni) ﹕ oral fixation ﹕ face sitting ﹕ cum eating ﹕ masturbation ﹕ (not proofread !)

order notes: playing re9 and im so close to kms… capcom just throw anything together to make these creatures bro

꒰ྀི pussydrunk!won ꒱ྀི who became addicted after his first taste of you. he could never get enough. he loves your sweet moans and the way his name slips from your mouth like a prayer whenever you are about to cum.

꒰ྀི pussydrunk!won ꒱ྀི who wakes you up with his face between your thighs, chin already drenched in your arousal. he’d hum whenever you were fully awake, already slipping two fingers inside, curling them just right while he devoured you.

꒰ྀི pussydrunk!won ꒱ྀི who loves when you grip his hair whenever it’s too much. he’d be on his knees at the edge of the bed, desperately fisting his cock every time you tugged his head closer.

꒰ྀི pussydrunk!won ꒱ྀི who drinks every drop eagerly like a starved man, groaning against your pussy, the vibration shooting through your core.

꒰ྀི pussydrunk!won ꒱ྀི who literally begs you to sit on his face. the mere sight of you straddling him, grinding your hips down every time you wanted more, drives him insane.

꒰ྀི pussydrunk!won ꒱ྀི who does it for his own pleasure. he’d lick and kiss your pussy for what felt like hours, making sure you were satisfied, all while he leaked through his sweats.

꒰ྀི pussydrunk!won ꒱ྀི who likes to pour wine on your breasts, thighs, then right above your pussy. he’d lick up every drop, refusing to waste anything.

꒰ྀི pussydrunk!won ꒱ྀི who tends to forget to breathe properly while eating you, hooked on the taste. he’d come up for air, breathing ragged, chin glistening with strings of your slick connecting from his mouth before diving back in.

꒰ྀི pussydrunk!won ꒱ྀི who keeps going even after you cum. he keeps licking you through it, savoring the way your hips twitch—not planning to stop until you’re crying and pushing his head away.

includes; criminal!niki x fem!reader

'i'm about to show you, baby, slow down'

- chase atlantic

!! warnings; bondage, knife play, degrading, brat taming, nipple play, smut, fingering, p in v, idk i probably missed smth, NOT PROOFREAD!!

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the dim glow of streetlamps barely cut through the mist clinging to the empty sidewalk as you walked home, your heels clicking sharply against the cracked pavement.

the night air hung heavy with the scent of rain-soaked asphalt and distant exhaust, your jacket pulled tight against the chill that crept under your collar.

then, without warning, a strong arm yanked you backward into the shadows of a narrow alley.

some cold steel pressed firm against your throat. the blade bit just enough to still your breath, its edge a razor promise against your skin.

you didn't flinch, to your own surprise.

instead, a defiant spark lit in your chest, your chin lifting despite the knife's threat.

"really? a knife in the dark?" you muttered, voice laced with that familiar edge of attitude.

your pulse steady even as the stranger's body crowded close behind you.

black hair fell across his forehead, framing sharp eyes that studied you with an intensity that burned hotter than the steel at your neck.

he didn't press harder, not yet. something in your unyielding stare seemed to catch him off guard, his grip on the handle tightening as a slow, possessive heat flickered across his features.

like he'd just found something he had no intention of letting go. a prey perhaps?

the tension coiled tighter in the confined space, his free hand gripping your waist to hold you still while the blade remained a constant, dangerous caress along your pulse.

"tch, you should be begging by now," he said, low and rough, the words vibrating against your back.

but your ego wouldn't bend; you met his gaze over your shoulder with a smirk that dared him to try harder, refusing to show even a hint of fear.

his eyes darkened in response, roaming over you with a claim that felt inevitable, the air between you crackling with the unspoken shift from threat to something far more consuming.

you moved on instinct, swinging your leg up hard toward his stomach in a sharp kick meant to break the hold.

god, this was pathetic.

his hand snapped down fast, catching your thigh mid-swing and pinning it against his hip with bruising force.

the knife vanished from your throat as if it had never been there, clattering somewhere into the shadows, and he held you like that for a beat.

his broad chest heaving against your back, grip shifting from restraint to something warmer, more deliberate.

no words of warning followed, no fresh press of steel. Instead, his fingers loosened just enough for you to step free.

though his palm lingered at your waist, thumb stroking slow circles through your jacket.

"come with me, yeah?" he said, voice low and rough but stripped of menace, the possessive heat in his gaze pulling at you like gravity.

curiosity burned hotter than any fear, twisting low in your belly, and you followed without a fight. your heels clicking again as he led you out of the alley and down the block to a nondescript building, the door to his apartment clicking shut behind you with a finality that made your pulse race.

inside, the space was sparse and dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of leather and something darker, like rain on metal.

he turned you to face him, hands sliding under your jacket to peel it from your shoulders, the fabric whispering to the floor as his eyes raked over the thin excuse-of-a-dress clinging to your breasts.

your confidence flared again, a smirk tugging your lips as you arched a brow, but he answered it by crowding you back against the wall, his knee nudging your thighs apart while his mouth hovered at your ear.

"you wanted this the second you didn't beg for your life," he murmured, one hand cupping your tit through the fabric.

his thumb circling your hardening nipple until you gasped, the sensation shooting straight between your legs.

he worked your dress up and off next, exposing your skin to the cool air that pebbled your nipples into tight peaks.

then, dropped to his knees with a hungry sound, yanking your panties down in one rough tug.

your cunt was already slick, the scent of your arousal heavy as he spread your folds with slender fingers, exposing the wet pink flesh to his stare.

"look at this pretty cunt dripping for me," he growled, dragging a knuckle through your slit to gather the wetness before pushing two fingers deep inside.

he was curling them against that spongy spot that made your knees buckle.

youu moaned loud and unashamed, hips rocking down onto the intrusion, the stretch burning so good as he pumped them slow and deliberate. his thumb rubbing tight circles over your swollen clit with every thrust.

you should be embarrassed; this was a criminal infront of you.

no, a murder even.

your juices coated his hand, dripping down his wrist in shiny trails while he added a third finger, scissoring them open to work your pussy wider.

the obscene wet sounds filling the room with each thrust. he leaned in to lap at your clit with a flat tongue, sucking the bud between his lips as his fingers pounded harder, knuckles bumping your entrance on every stroke.

"that's it, take it like a good girl," he rasped against your folds, the vibration making you clench around him, thighs trembling as fresh arousal gushed out to soak his chin and the front of his shirt.

your hands tangled in his black hair, pulling him closer while your bratty mouth spilled filthy encouragement, urging him deeper, harder, until the coil in your gut wound so tight you thought you'd snap.

your walls fluttered and clenched hard around his thrusting fingers as the orgasm crashed through you without mercy.

your cunt pulsing and squirting fresh waves of slick down his wrist while he sucked your clit harder, tongue flicking relentlessly to draw out every shuddering spasm.

a smirk still tugged at your lips even as your thighs shook, and you gasped out a defiant taunt between moans, "that's all you got, criminal? thought you'd ruin me, not just make me come like some cheap hoe"

niki's eyes flashed with dark possession at your words, his free hand yanking your wrists together above your head and pinning them against the wall with bruising strength.

the shift from pleasure to restraint sending a thrill of consented fear racing down your spine.

he rose slowly to his full height, towering over you with that black hair falling into his intense gaze.

one hand still working your dripping pussy in slow, deliberate pumps while the other fished a length of rough rope from his pocket. "

"someone needs to tame you, huh?" he growled, voice thick with hunger, pressing the flat of the reclaimed knife.

reminding you of the edge as he bound your wrists tight above you, the knots digging into your skin in a way that made your pulse hammer with excited dread.

you could have pulled away, but instead you arched into it, whispering your permission hot against his ear.

he nodded in response, as he secured the rope to the headboard, leaving you stretched and vulnerable.

your legs were still spread wide around his fingers that now scissored deeper into your soaked cunt.

the blade traced a teasing path down from your throat to the swell of your tits, circling one nipple without breaking skin, the metallic chill mixing with the heat of his breath as he leaned in to bite at your lower lip.

"dumb bitch, pushing me like this," he rasped, pulling his fingers free with a wet sound only to slap your pussy lightly.

the sting of it, making you gasp and drip more, before he shoved his own pants down to free his thick, veined cock, already leaking precum that he smeared against your folds.

he rubbed the head up and down your slit, teasing your entrance without pushing in, the fear play heightening every sensation as the knife returned to your collarbone.

he was pressing it just enough to make you whimper in that delicious mix of thrill and surrender.

your hips bucked forward instinctively, begging without words, but he held back, taming your brattiness with a firm hand gripping your bound wrists tighter.

"beg properly, or i stop," he demanded.

"fuck me, please just do it."

that’s was enough for him, your words fulfill their job.

satisfied, he slammed into you in one brutal thrust, his cock burying to the hilt in your tight heat.

the stretch burning so intensely you cried out, walls clenching around his girth as he started pounding relentlessly, hips snapping with bruising force that made your bound body jolt against the wall.

the knife clattered away again as both his hands gripped your ass, lifting you slightly to change the angle, pounding deeper so the head of his dick kissed your cervix with every stroke.

your juices squelching obscenely around him and coating his balls.

"take it, yeah? this pussy's mine now," he snarled against your neck, teeth grazing the spot where the blade had been.

fear and lust twisting together as he fucked you harder, one hand sliding up to pinch your nipple while the other thumbed your clit in rough circles.

your bratty side flared once more, a moan turning into a taunt: "harder, or are you scared to break your new toy?"

which only spurred him to grip your thighs bruisingly, spreading you wider and slamming in at a punishing rhythm that had your tits bouncing and your cunt gushing. the wet slaps echoing as he claimed every inch with possessive thrusts.

sweat slicked your skin as he leaned in to suck a mark onto your breast, his balls slapping against your ass with each deep drive.

the fullness overwhelming as he growled filthy praises mixed with commands: "clench that cunt for me, brat. show me how much you love being tied and fucked like this."

your orgasm built again under the relentless pounding, thighs quivering around his waist.

and you surrendered fully to the fear-laced pleasure, moaning as he tamed every defiant spark with the raw intensity of his possession.

ropes biting your wrists while his cock throbbed inside you, promising more as he chased his own release without slowing down.

that’s it.

includes; fallen angel!niki x angel!female reader

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warnings: corruption, possessiveness, morally grey, dead dove, blood, innocent reader, smut (fingering, blood play, finger sucking, …), n0n-consensual (?), read at you own risk

before you ever met niki, you believed that heaven was incapable of making mistakes. it was not blind faith. at least, you never thought it was.

to you, heaven was simply the only truth you could rely on. unquestionable and eternal, stretching far beyond anything you could understand.

your duty was simple: listen, learn from them, and obey.

the older angels often praised you for it. whenever instructions were given, you just followed them precisely.

whenever a task was assigned, you completed it without complaint. you never questioned orders, never challenged authority, and never allowed pride to take root in your small heart.

at least, you tried not to.

every angel possessed flaws and yours was curiosity. trying your best, you always buried it whenever it surfaced.

the higher-ranking angels seemed pleased by that. curiosity had a way of leading souls into dangerous places.

disobedience had destroyed countless angels before. you had heard the stories: literally any angel had.

the fallen were spoken about with equal amounts of pity and disappointment. their names were rarely mentioned. their accomplishments were forgotten.

they had believed themselves wiser than heaven. they had also believed themselves capable of deciding right from wrong.

they had been punished accordingly.

whenever those stories were told, you listened carefully.

not because you feared becoming like them, because you could not understand why anyone would want to.

heaven was beautiful.

light existed everywhere, woven through every structure and every living thing. vast cities floated among endless clouds, their towers glowing with divine grace.

when you walked through those gardens, you often found herself wondering how anyone could abandon such perfection.

sometimes you would watch younger angels laughing among the flowers and feel warmth spread through your chest.

you loved heaven too much, with all innocence it'll provide you of.

many angels possessed gifts related to healing, creation, or protection, but first grace existed on an entirely different level.

it restored things to their original state. damaged wings could be repaired beneath your touch, corrupted grace could be cleansed, and wounds that should have lingered for centuries vanished within moments.

the older angels often smiled when they looked at you, but you never understood why.

it was only later that you would realize they had been looking at something fragile.

at the time, you simply assumed they were proud. approval mattered to you more than you cared to admit.

whenever an archangel praised your work, you spent days replaying the words in your mind. whenever you were entrusted with an important responsibility, excitement fluttered through your chest.

the desire seemed simple enough.

goodness was simple, or so you believed. since you’ve spent centuries living that way.

for today, you had to help with another request of the higher-ups.

you had been assisting with the restoration of a damaged sanctuary near heaven’s borders when you noticed something unusual.

part of the structure had been destroyed during a conflict involving fallen angels. their names had been removed from every official record.

there was one name you could make out. the dust over it made it almost impossible to do so though.

'nishimura niki - betrayed heaven'

when you asked why their names were removed, the supervising angel merely told you that some things were better forgotten. that answer should have satisfied you.

instead, you found herself thinking about it long afterward. better forgotten, why?

if the fallen were truly wrong, why erase them? would their existence not serve as a warning?

the same day, another task followed. and of course, you accepted the assignment without hesitation.

the archangel delivering the instructions seemed oddly serious. his expression remained unreadable as he handed you the scroll.

“do not cross the border”

“i understand”

“do not speak with the fallen”

“of course”

his gaze lingered on you for a moment longer. almost as though he wanted to say something else.

then he simply dismissed you.

as you descended toward the borders a few days later, sunlight illuminated your wings in brilliant gold. your halo shone without a single imperfection.

you looked exactly as heaven intended.

accepting this task, would become the first mistake you ever made. somewhere between some bushes, you saw a silhouette.

the silhouette's dark wings shimmered like fractured starlight, a thin veil of golden mist where heaven's warmth bled into hell's chill.

and niki lingered in the shadows just beyond it, his black wings folded tight against his lean frame.

niki stepped forward then, his tall silhouette cutting through the haze with a predatory grace, black hair tousled by infernal winds and a smile curving his lips like a blade.

"lost, little guardian?" he murmured, voice low and drawing you closer with nothing more than the magnetic pull of his presence.

"who are you?"

"niki. you might’ve heard of me before since heaven forbid me"

before you could questioners words, his hands were on you, one sliding beneath your robes to part your thighs while the other cupped your face, thumb brushing your lower lip.

"what are you doing? get off me"

you tried to throw his body off yours, but it didn’t work. he was too strong.

he pressed you against the grass beneath, fingers finding the slick heat of your untouched pussy with deliberate intent.

he was circling your clit before sinking two digits deep inside, curling to stroke the sensitive walls that clenched around him in surprise.

your brain couldn’t comprehend what was happening to you.

a soft gasp escaped you, body trembling with the unfamiliar rush of arousal, yet you didn't try stop him. anymore.

your obedience to curiosity overriding caution as his touch ignited sparks along your nerves.

niki's breath hitched against your neck, his own cock hardening visibly beneath his tattered garments, but he focused on the corruption blooming under his hands.

he just ripped the skin sitting above his wrist open. niki's dark blood started dripping down his hand.

he smeared it over your entrance, mixing the crimson with your growing wetness as he thrust his fingers harder, scissoring them to stretch you while the blood's forbidden warmth sent a forbidden thrill racing through your veins.

pleasure coiled tight in your core, mixing with a heady shame that only deepened the sensations.

your hips rocking involuntarily into his rhythm as he whispered dark promises of surrender, his free hand pinning your wrist to expose more skin.

he made another teasing cut, that let fresh beads trickle down to where his fingers worked you open.

niki withdrew his slick fingers from your clenching heat with a slow, deliberate drag, the mixture of your arousal and his blood glistening on his skin as he brought them to your lips.

"taste what you're becoming angel," he urged.

his voice a husky command laced with dark amusement, pressing the coated digits against your mouth until you parted them in bewildered obedience.

you couldn't grasp the full weight of this violation, the way his corruption seeped into every of your nerves.

you didn’t even think twice, your tongue flicked out, lapping at the metallic tang mingled with your own sweetness.

he watched with satisfaction, his free hand now roaming to tug your robes aside and expose the vulnerable column of your throat.

he leaned in close, lips brushing your skin before sucking hard enough to leave blooming hickeys in their wake.

"let them see, yeah?"

niki's cock strained visibly against his garments, but he denied himself for now.

he was focusing on your unraveling as his fingers returned briefly to your pussy, thrusting deep once more before offering them again for you to suck clean.

heaven's mist swirled thicker around you both, hell's chill seeping into your bones even as your core throbbed with building climax.

your mind foggy with sensations you had no divine permission to understand.

those darkening feathers quivered harder now, edges curling black as the corruption took root, and a soft, involuntary moan escaped around his fingers.

he marked you with another hickey just above your collarbone, whispering how beautifully you were falling.

𝔠𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔡 pt.2

texts w situationship(?) niki x female!reader | dom & sub niki (🤤) | sub reader | niki is js so sexy in this so yeah

an: these pictures are my muse, I need niki asap