what’s crazy is me and @ohio-gyatt-mega-sigma-rizzler were JUST talking about this (unless you are her..geulp.)

Playing with his ears until he cums >.<

- catboy!sae (he’s needy) -

(not a short one,)

It all began when he let you touch those soft cat ears of his.

“Awee~ c,mon, Sae—please!” You’d never stop begging him. You two have known eachother ever since you both were kids. Your parents friends, and having to be secretively shipping you both. In all those years of knowing him he’d never let you touch his ears! No matter just how many times you’ve begged him before.

You made an attempt to touch them, only for them to perk back words in disapproval. His wrist grabs yours, “[name], no..” he huffs. He moves back not wanting you to touch the sensitive things.

He wanted to let you..but, he was nervous he’d let out a noise or something. You’d embarrass him for it for years, he knows that.

You fight a whine as he moves back, you hate the sight of his ears flattening. Your first initial thought for him behaving this way was a trust issue. You’re not exactly aware of how fragile to touch those ears are.

“But—they look so soft.” You add onto your protest, hoping he’d change his mind.

Sae’s turquoise eyes narrow slightly at your persistent begging. He crosses his arms over his chest, (Tsundere ass) inadvertently drawing attention to that perfect frame of his body.

“They’re not some toy for you to play with, [name].” His voice is cut low and even, but there’s an undercurrent of tension. “Besides, I don’t.. I mean, it wouldn’t be appropriate for you to touch them.”

Your heart sinks a little from his words, feeling like you’re pushing too hard. Still, you can’t help but feel drawn to those adorable ears. Who can blame you, they just look so fluffy and inviting!

“I-I know they aren’t toys,” you say softly, taking a small step closer. “It’s just.. I think they’re really cute. And I promise I won’t hurt them or anything. Can’t I just touch them once? Pretty please?” You’re ready to back down if he says no again.

You await a response, giving him your most earnest puppy dog eyes, hands clasped together in front of you imploringly. Your cheeks flush as you realize how desperate you sound. But you honestly really do wanna feel their fur between your finger tips.

Sae felt his resolve wavering under the weight of your pleasing gaze and earnest words. He swallowed hard, adam’s apple bobbling slightly in his throat. The urge to give in and let [name] have their way warred with his natural resistance.

“You’re impossible sometimes, you know that?” He muttered, exasperation coloring his tone even as faint blush dusted his cheek bones. You listened to his words, anticipating. “Fine. One touch. And only because you’re being so annoyingly persistent about it.”

He slowly uncrossed his arms and turned his profile to [name], exposing one delicate, triangular ear. The soft, velvety fur was just barely visible along the edges. His eyes squeezed shut briefly, bracing himself for the contact.

“Well? Stop gawking and hurry up before I change my mind.”

A wide grin spreads across your face as he finally relents. You practically bounce on your heals with excitement. “Yes! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” You gush happily, moving to stand right beside him.

With trembling fingers, you reach out and gently brush the pad of your index finger along the very tip of his ear. A tiny gasp escapes you at the sensation - impossibly soft and warm, like the finest silk. It takes all your willpower not to bury your hand completely into the plush fur.

"Wow Sae... Your ears are so pretty," You breathe reverently, tracing light circles near the base where they meet his skull. You marvel at how perfectly formed they are, tapering gracefully to a fine point. Each caress sends tingles racing up your arm.

A shudder ran through Sae's body as [name]'s fingertip made contact with his sensitive ear. His breath hitched involuntarily, pupils dilating slightly at the foreign yet pleasurable sensation. Sae clenched his jaw, fighting to maintain his composure even as goosebumps prickled his skin.

"Nn... [n-name]..." He bit out, voice strained. The gentle circles they traced near the base of his ear sent sparks of electricity straight to his core. Sae's fingers curled into fists at his sides, nails digging into his palms. He couldn't remember the last time he'd allowed someone such intimate access to this part of himself.

Despite his best efforts, a soft sigh escaped Sae's lips as [name] continued their tender exploration.

You first blush at his noise before you realize he wouldn’t do that for no reason. Before your brain thinks of the obvious answer, you think he’s in pain from you going too fast. “Does it hurt? Sorry I’ll go slower.” You stroke the ear slower, god that makes it worse. You gently sniff as you’re close enough to smell his pheromones.

Sae's nostrils flared as he detected [name]’s scent, the musky aroma flooding his senses and making his head spin. His hips twitched instinctively, a dull ache beginning to throb between his legs. The combination of sensations – [name]’s warm breath, your teasing fingertips, the enticing pheromones – threatened to overwhelm Sae's fragile control.

"H-Hurt? No... Not exactly..." He struggled to form coherent words, his tongue feeling heavy and clumsy. Sae's ears quivered under [name]'s gentle strokes, the stimulation sending jolts of pleasure straight to his groin. "It's just... intense. Too much maybe..."

Your eyes widen as you notice the bulge forming in his pants. You look up at him with curiosity.* "Oh! Are you sure you're okay? You seem kinda... tense." You bite your lip looking between his face and his crotch. "Maybe we should stop if it's too much for you. I don't wanna make you uncomfortable..." Even though part of you wants to keep going and see what happens.

Sae’s face flushed an even deeper shade of crimson at [name]’s observation. He shook his head rapidly, trying to clear the haze of lust fogging his mind. His breathing came in short, ragged gasps, making it difficult to speak.

"N-No, it's... it's fine. Just... overwhelmed, that's all." He managed to stammer out, voice huskier than usual. Sae's hands fisted in [name]’s skirt, gripping the fabric tightly as he fought the urge to pull you closer and deepen their connection.

"Just... slow down a bit, okay? Let me adjust..." Sae's eyes drifted shut again, savoring the lingering sensation of [name]'s fingers on his ear. He knew he shouldn't encourage this, but the pleasure was too intoxicating to resist.

You nod and start to rub his ears slower, enjoying the feeling of his soft fur under your fingertips. "Like this? Is this better?" You ask softly, looking up at him with concern and curiosity in your eyes. As you continue to pet his ears, you notice his grip tightening on your skirt. A shiver runs through you at the feeling of his strong hands on the fabric so close to your thighs. You lick your lips nervously, suddenly very aware of how close you are and the effect your touches seem to be having on him. "Sae... are you sure you're alright? You look kinda... flushed..." You place your free hand on his forehead, feeling the heat radiating from his skin.

At your touch on his forehead, Sae’s eyelids fluttered open, revealing glassy, half-lidded eyes clouded with desire. His breath came in shallow pants, and his chest rose and fell with rapid, shallow inhales. The sensation of your palm against his skin sent electric shocks straight to his core, making his erection strain painfully against the confines of his pants.

"I... I'm fine, really." Sae’s voice was barely above a whisper, thick with need. He leaned into your hand, craving more of that soothing warmth. His own hands slid further up your skirt, fingers brushing against the smooth skin of your inner thighs. "Just... don't stop. Please..."

Sae’a words tumbled out in a desperate plea, his body language screaming its hunger.

You blush nervously as he slides a hand under your skirt. You don’t stop, if anything you apply more pressure. You glance down at his bulge, biting down on your lip to refrain a moan. You want to experiment something. “hm..” you hum before moving your mouth to his fox ear. You gently put a small bit in your mouth, not biting or sucking just yet. Your gaze studies his reaction to it.

A sharp gasp tore from Sae’s throat as your warm mouth enveloped a portion of his sensitive ear. His entire body jerked, back arching involuntarily as a surge of pleasure shot straight to his throbbing cock. Sae's hands tightened their grip on your thighs, fingers digging into the soft flesh.

"A-Ah! [name], fuck..." He groaned, the sound muffled by his clenched teeth. Sae's hips rocked forward, seeking friction against nothing but air. The gentle suction and wet heat of [name]’s mouth on his ear sent him teetering on the brink of climax.

"P-Please, I can't... It's too much..." Sae panted, his usually stoic facade crumbling under the onslaught of sensation.

You hear his pleas and moans, it only encourages you more. You suck harder on his ear while you slide a hand into his pants, wrapping your fingers around his hard member. You stroke it slowly, enjoying every twitch and throb. “Mmmm~” You hum around his ear, the vibrations adding to his pleasure.

Sae’s vision blurred at the sudden intrusion of your hand inside his pants. A strangled cry ripped from his throat as your skilled fingers wrapped around his pulsing cock, stroking it with deliberate slowness. The combinations pushed Sae precariously close to the edge.

"Ah! Ahh, shit, [name].." He gasped, hips bucking wildly into your grasp. Sae's balls drew up tight, his orgasm building at an unstoppable pace. With a hoarse shout, he came undone, spurting hot seed over your hand in long, rhythmic pulses.

you pull it out after a few pumps.

Licking your palm them shooting him a smile. “Hah~ y-you’re evil.” He says, his voice hoarse from all of his moans.

this is the smuttiest thing I’ve ever wrote. 😭 I am burning up sos

Tag list : @ohio-gyatt-mega-sigma-rizzler, @omgkawaiiangel-chaan

a/n : i saw this req right after i changed my pfp on ig to puppyboy ness...i genuinely don’t like my writing here sorrysorry it’s bad it’s been awhile since ive read the manga so kinda ooc ackk (ill probs rewrite it soon)

puppyboy!ness who’s the clingiest and most affectionate pup you’ve ever met, constantly hovering around you and giving you hugs randomly throughout the day.

puppyboy!ness who would rather cut off his own arm than willingly part from you, which required you to constantly pry him off while listening to his pitiful whimpers.

puppyboy!ness who finds genuine joy in helping you with absolutely anything. whether it be house chores or just fetching something from another room for you.

puppyboy!ness who once offered to help assemble a dresser. but you shooed him off, worried that he might hurt himself since he wasn’t familiar with the tools. however, the rejection stung harder than anything, causing him to withdraw gradually, thinking that he was redundant and hindering you.

puppyboy!ness who would overthink everything, feeling useless and opting to quietly sit beside you instead of the usual pawing at your shirt and demanding for head pats.

you ask him to do something?

“yes, mommy.”

you call his name?

“Yeah, ‘m right here, mommy.”

you ignore him after he calls you mommy the first time?

saes mean to u as he fingers u content | smut, fem!reader, fingering, degradation, cum swallowing

“look at you,” sae muttered in your ear. “so wet for me.”

his two fingers kept pumping in and out of your wet cunt, making you let out a moan of pleasure each time. sae had you looking like a flushed, sweating wreck. shaky legs, quivering lips, glassy eyes.

and fuck. with the amount of juices gushing out of you, you might as well have given your whole body up for him. every single time — he was able to make you so fucking wet. all from his mean, mocking words.

the rhythm of his fingers pushing and pulling out of your pussy was accompanied by the sloppiest schlick! schlick! sounds. that with your whines, you were the loudest thing in the room.

“so fucking loud,” he groaned airily against your face. “do you ever shut up?”

“mmf . . .” you stifle a moan. his words hit you right in the face, making a wave of pleasurable self-resentment make your pussy even more wet.

the corner of sae’s mouth twitch slightly upwards. “you like when i do this? how fucking filthy.”

he stopped the pace of his fingers. at the feel of him taking them out, you ravenously felt empty and starved. the walls of your wet cunt pulsed inwards and outwards, absolutely desperate for him.

his fingertips ran down your slick folds, making you shudder.

“a—ah!” you squeak.

“yeah,” he whispered lowly, his heavy-lidded eyes focused on your bare wet pussy. “look at that. so damn wet.”

he watched closely this time when he inserted his two fingers back into you. staring at the gradual stretching of your glossy cunt. his tongue unconsciously swiped his bottom lip, showing his clear arousal.

the sounds of his fingers fucking you echoed in the room with those same sloppy, gushing schlick! schlick! sounds.

“y’hear that?” he slurred, now looking up at you. “that’s all you.”

your throat ached from your crying moans. before you could even begin to say anything, sae leaned in, kissing you with filthy fervour. you couldn’t catch your breath.

he pulled away, his gaze boring into your teary eyes. “gonna cum all over my fingers?”

“y—yes,” you sputtered, spit bubbling out of your shaky mouth.

sae scoffed, narrowing his eyes slightly. “filthy girl.”

you sucked on air as your body went cold. then, heat — everywhere.

squirt!

“hnngh . . !” you groaned, feeling your pussy tenderly squeeze around his fingers, sopping with your slick and oozing cum.

“yeah,” sae breathed, his breath fanning your face. “cum all over my fingers.”

your lower stomach slowly drained of tension. the more you rode out your orgasm, the more the knot inside you unraveled. fuck. it felt so good. you involuntarily bucked your hips slightly up, making sae’s fingers hit a new angle inside of you.

“hah— ah!” you whimper, the pleasure blanking your mind.

sae clicked his tongue, pulling out his fingers once your high died down.

and he shoved them into your mouth without a second thought.

“mm—!” you muffle in surprise, the taste of your own cum short circuiting your mind.

“c’mon, taste how fucking gross you are,” he cooed mockingly. “you loud, pathetic fuck.”

you instinctively followed his words, slurping on the goopy, slicky coating on sae’s fingers. sae watched, his eyes lightening up at the sight of your pathetic, big-eye gaze.

he finally forced his fingers out your mouth, watching as you swallowed. he imperceptibly bit his lip, his hand sliding down to adjust the erection in his pants.

“you’re so fucking disgusting,” he whispered raspily. he leaned in and lightly nipped at your neck. “it’s so fucking hot.”

➳❥ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Shunsui, Jushiro, Ichigo, Byakuya, Renji, Hisagi, Gin, Kira, Aizen, Toshiro, Kisuke, Shinji, Zaraki, Unohana, Yhwach, Jugram, Askin, Bazz-B, Ryuken, Uryu, Grimmjow, Starrk, Ulquiorra

➳❥ 𝐀/𝐍: I wasn’t expecting to write to write for everyone, but I also didn’t want to do this in parts. So everyone’s here in one post :)

➳❥ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+ content, fem!reader in the smut part, asphyxiation, blood and knife play, manhandling, cunnilingus, blowjobs, fingering, lingerie, rough play, power play, cockwarming, thigh-riding, marking, light bondage, dirty talking, sleepy sex

➳❥ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭: Non-sexual and sexual things you do that turns them on.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

You knew sae wasn’t the clingy type. Most of the times, he existed in his own detached orbit, entirely unbothered by the need for constant physical closeness

He wasn’t the type to just reach out to hold your hand, he didn’t seek out casual affection. He valued his silence, space, and his boundaries. If he allowed you close, it was always entirely on his terms

Which was why afternoons like this felt so rare

He was sitting on the sofa, the low murmur of the TV filling the quiet room. His sharp eyes were locked on the football match, analyzing the plays with his usual, cold precision

You were right beside him, close enough that your shoulders occasionally brushed, but he didn’t move away. He simply let you occupy his space, his arm resting casually along the back of the sofa behind you

Eventually, the final whistle blew, signaling the end of the match. Sae grabbed the remote, tossing it onto the coffee table with a quiet click as the screen went black, and leaned his head against the cushions with a slow, exhausted exhale

You leaned closer to look at him. Without the intense focus of the game, his sharp features looked serene

He hadn’t bothered to style his hair back today, leaving his bangs to rest straight down his forehead. It completely softened the usual intimidating edge of his face, making him look so relaxed and cute it almost made your chest ache

He looked completely unguarded and before you could second guess yourself, you leaned up. Your confidence was nothing compared to his, but you managed to press a soft, brief peck to his lips

Sae didn’t move, he just looked down at you, his heavy gaze locking onto yours. A faint trace of amusement touched the corner of his mouth, a look reserved strictly for you

He tilted his chin down, his face shifting just an inch closer until his breath fanned over your skin

“More” he muttered, the word low, rough and slightly impatient

Your heart skipped a beat. You genuinely hadn’t expected this from him, he wasn’t usually this way, so forward and quietly demanding of your touch

Guided by the quiet command, you leaned in again, your lips meeting his for a second time, slightly more lingering than the first

He didn’t let you pull back far. He trailed after you, closing the distance until his lips were a mere hairswidth from yours, testing your resolve

“Don’t stop” he murmured against your lips, his words sending a quiet shiver down your spine

You closed the tiny gap a third time, your hands instinctively reaching for his shoulders. The ghost of a smile pressed into your lips matching his own

“Again”

The fourth time, his hand slid up to wrap firmly around the back of your neck, his long fingers anchoring you in place

He caught your mouth with his own, turning the distance between you into a slow, heavy, lazy-paced kiss, relaxing against you

For all the walls he kept building up against the world, the way he pulled you flush against his chest betrayed his nature

Even cold as he can be, he still desperately craves the warmth of having you close

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someone do this to me fr 🤧

satoru is already whimpering before you even duck your head down; that small, reedy whine spilling from his pillowy lips whenever things aren't going his way. his skull is pinned all the way back against the headboard, iridescent eyes glaring at you with a childish, petulant stubbornness.

“c’monnnn sweets, don’t do that… it’s weird,” your husband mumbles, his fingers twitching where they’re embedded in the meat of your thighs, securing your hips down onto his lap. “it’s just wet muscle, no? nothing special...”

but this stagnant cockwarming is pure agony; his thick, pulsing heat is filled to capacity within you, yet today, t feels somewhat insufficient. you crave a more vicious internal shift from your spouse, knowing just how much force it takes to shatter that paper-thin grip he has on himself.

ignoring his protests, you fist your fingers in his fluffy white hair, yanking his head forward to smother his mouth with yours. satoru lets out a muffled groan full of exasperation, his frame locking up, but you offer no reprieve. you part your lips and shove your tongue deep into his maw, slathering it across his teeth eagerly as if to fuse your bodies into one—fluids included.

ovverstimulation wrings him out, turning his spine to jelly and his buffy thighs to unstrung bows as you force him to swallow the pooling excess of your combined saliva. it is a grotesque violation of his sterile world he polishes so obsessively, and the utter humiliation of how much ecstasy it brings to his poor heart paints his cheeks a painful crimson.

“mnh—wait a minute!!” his gasp bleeds into your mouth, six-eyes weeping from pure overload while a sullen pout rests on his lips. “i swear—it tickles me...”

yet, the degrading rush of blood goes straight to his groin. beneath your pelvic bone, you feel the sudden, predatory surge of your husband's cock gorging itself on his arousal, thickening and elongating until he is stretching your walls past their absolute limits. he is quaking, his mind drunk on a single kiss from his beloved wife, slender fingers clawing into your hips with a miserable zeal as he fights the sudden thought that forms in his mind—

he can fill your womb just as you mercilessly filled his mouth.

Sum. You, semiu, gris, bro, and enjin were playing cards. But enjin's mind is on overdrive, imagining all the things he wants to do to you. Too big of a loser to man up and confess, he uses strip poker as a questionable tactic to get your attention.

!! suggestive, smutty at the end??

Song: dress by taylor swift

The clock on the wall reads half past two in the morning, and the common room had long since emptied of everyone except the five of you. Cards litter the table between worn couches, the air smelling of tobacco (thanks to enjin) and sweets that Rudo had gobbled down here.

Enjin leans back, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "So," he says, "who's up for making this interesting?"

Semiu adjusts her glasses, sharp eyes already suspicious. "What are you scheming now?"

"Strip poker." Enjin tosses the words out like he's talking about the weather. "Come on. We're all adults here."

Bro nearly chokes on nothing, his muscular frame going rigid. Gris remains still as a statue, "Um. I don't know, is that fine with you guys?"

"You just wanna see her without clothes," Semiu deadpans, gesturing toward you with a nod. Enjin doesn't deny it. Why would he? Too big of a loser to confess directly, he's gonna rely on questionable tactics to get your attention.

Surprisingly, no one refuses. Maybe it was the late hour making everyone loose. The cards are reshuffled, and the game begins.

Bro loses first. His face flushes red as his large hands grip the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head and muttering something about luck not being on his side tonight. Whew. Was he always this big and muscular?

Semiu loses next. She kicks off her socks, saying it counts as clothing too. Gris looks at her quizzically and Enjin just scoffs and continues to play. There's only one he's interested in seeing without clothes, anyway.

"You're cheating. I can't prove it but I know it." Your eyes narrow at Enjin and he barks out a laugh, "never in a million years!"

The game continues. Cards flick across the table, and somehow, you found yourself staring at a losing hand. Your pulse quickens. Whether from nerves or anticipation, you can't say.

Sighing, you come to terms with reality. Your fingers find the button of your pants, sliding the denim down your legs with shaky hands.

Bro and Gris both look away immediately. But Semiu nods in appreciation. "Nice legs."

Enjin says nothing. His jaw tightens, tattooed hand gripping his cards hard. His eyes roaming over your soft thighs that he would love to leave marks over, mind reeling with the image of his hand over your plump ass, his face buried between your thighs, imagining the scent of your sweet arousal. He looks almost pained, finding it hard to concentrate on the game he started himself.

Gris loses the next round. He removes his shirt with ease, revealing a body that's muscular, defined, and clearly the result of dedicated training. You couldn't help but look. The man was built like a sculpture.

Enjin notices, his eyes narrowing. He leans toward you and murmurs, "See something you like?" his voice laced with jealousy.

You turn towards him and shrug, "just appreciating the view". This earns a chuckle from Semiu, "I get it, y/n. I get it". Enjin rolls his eyes and slumps in his seat. Muttering about how you haven't seen him shirtless yet.

Gris clears his throat, face reddening. Bringing the attention back to the game.

(Un)surprisingly, the cards betray you again.

Your shirt came off, and suddenly you were standing there in nothing but a lacy bra and matching underwear. The air felt different against your bare skin. Bro's face turning red and Gris suddenly found the ceiling very interesting.

Semiu, however, looks you over with appreciation. "Better than the girls in those magazines"

Everything drowns out for Enjin. His gaze is fixed on the curve of your breasts beneath the lace, and you could almost visualize the thoughts racing through his mind. His hand, he imagined, would cup you better than that bra ever could. His thumb would brush over your nipple until it peaked, then he'd worship the soft flesh with his mouth.

He's fighting the urge to press you into the couch right here, lights still on, where anyone could walk in. Lips latching onto your perfect tits while his fingers stuff you full until you're crying out for everyone to hear-

Semiu waves her hand in front of his face. "Earth to Enjin."

He blinked, a sheepish grin replacing his dazed look. "What? I was paying attention."

"You were drooling."

"I was not."

"Whatever," Semiu gets up, stretching her lean frame. "I'm tired. This was fun, but some of us have work tomorrow." She narrows her eyes at Enjin, "Try not to be too obvious about what happens next."

Bro and Gris follow her out quickly, offering quiet goodnights. Bro waves awkwardly and Gris nodded politely before disappearing through the door.

And then it was just the two of you.

The silence stretches for barely a second before Enjin pounces. One moment he's in his chair, and the next he's crossing the space between you, hands finding your waist as his mouth crashes against yours, caging you under him on the couch. The kiss is hungry and needy and filthy.

"Been waiting," he murmurs against your mouth, fingers already working at the clasp of your bra, "so fucking long for this."

Once the garment falls away, his hands are on you immediately. He cups your breasts in his large and calloused hands, thumbs dragging over your nipples, and the sound you make sends shockwaves straight to his dick that's pressing against your thigh, wanting out. His head dips, mouth replacing his hand, tongue swirling over the sensitive peaks, teeth grazing over it.

"Enjin.." you try to protest, to at least take it to your room, but it comes out as a desperate moan.

"Perfect," he huffs out, worshipping you with his lips and tongue. "You have no idea what you do to me."

Your fingers tangle in his hair as he works you over. When he finally pulls back, his eyes are dark with want, and his grin's all mischief.

"So," you say, panting already, "is this you finally confessing?"

He lets out a breathy laugh, eyes raking over your face with adoration and desire, "What do you think?"

"I think you've been wanting to do this for months."

He presses his forehead to yours, his smirk playful and eyes glinting, "and now that I gotcha," His hands slide down your sides, gripping your hips with possessive need. "'m gonna to make you forget anyone else exists."

"Here?" You glance around. Even though it's late, it's still risky.

"Here. Lights on. Where I can see every expression you make." His lips trail kisses over your neck, suckling and biting at the sensitive spots. "Bet you're soaked for me" he grins when your hips roll under him, craving some kind of friction.

"Gonna fuck you right here," he promises, lips brushing your ear. "And you're gonna love every second of it."

His hand slides down, palm pressing between your thighs, his fingers finding the damp heat of you through your panties. Enjin groans in satisfaction to find you dripping, the lace clinging to your lips.

The second he rubs his thumb over your leaking hole, your hips jerk, a broken sound tearing from your throat. Enjin’s laugh is dark and mocking. "That’s what I thought."

His fingers slowly drag the underwear down your thighs, voice raspy as he whispers in your ear, "I'll show you just how much I love you. Right here. All night long"

where you jokingly tell him that you haven't cum yet and end up learning a important lesson

!! overstimulation & slight? spit play

Enjin collapses onto the bed, both of you trying to catch your breath after the intense lovemaking session you just had where he had you screaming his name and digging your nails into his broad back.

He grabs a cigarette and his lighter from the pocket of his coat that's sprawled on the floor, lighting it with practiced ease.

"Fuck" he exhales the smoke, chest covered in a sheen of sweat, looking like whole snack that you want to devour once again and again and..

"Enjin.." you mumble softly, plopping on your elbows and admiring his beautiful face.

"Hm?"

"I didn't cum yet"

*cricket noises*

The post-sesh cigarette falls from between his lips and drops on to the floor, his jaw falls open in shock and eyes wide, "are you for fucking real?" He asks in a low voice, clearly still in shock. "You're lying" he side eyes you, a little 'no?' escaping his lips when you look at him with a serious expression.

"It's ok. It's alright, really—"

He cuts you off by raising his hand, "no.. stop.. really?"

Enjin drags his hand over his face in defeat and embarrassment, "I. Am. So. Sorry" pink dusts his ears as he says that and you have to hold yourself back from laughing at his silent crash out.

"Gonna make it up to ya" with that he quickly climbs between your legs, big hands grabbing your soft thighs to keep them open for him "more than one way to make you a mess for me"

"No wait" you laugh at his antics, "I'm so sorry, i was joking" you try to bite back your laugh but it bursts out of you anyway.

Enjin's movements come to a halt, his eyebrow raised at you as he scoffs in disbelief, "you fucking liar. You almost made me doubt my capabilities. Do you know how much it damaged my self esteem, I'll never recover!"

The room fills with the sound of your giggles that you fail to suppress, your face red at his ranting, "Enjin, you'll live! I said I'm sorry, it was just a joke. Get off now"

Your laugh dies down when he doesn't budge from between your legs, his expression stern and his grip tightening on your thighs, "this calls for a punishment, don't ya think?" His voice is gravelly and you can tell he means business.

"Enjin, listen-" before you can finish your sentence, his mouth is on your quivering hole. Still sensitive form the previous round but that's not his concern right now.

"Didn't cum you said, hm?" He groans over your pussy, the vibrations making you gasp and mewl his name, "Let's see how many times you cum before you go stupid for me"

"No I didn't—Enjin! Was just joking" your thighs tremble at the way he sucks harshly over your clit, continuing to assault that spot, he knows what exactly makes you putty in his hands.

His tongue drags up from your little hole and towards your clit, where his lips latch onto the bundle of nerves, sucking over it and making you see stars.

Your cries and begs of "'m sorry" and "'please" fall on deaf ears, his mouth focused on torturing your overstimulated little pussy that's crying for him now, leaking all over his chin and making obscene squelching sounds.

Enjin smacks your thighs when you try to close them, big hands spreading them apart easily, pinning your knees onto the bed, "keep 'em open f'me now, brat" he sounds breathless, pussydrunk and going stupid before you did.

Enjin looks up through his lashes as he ravages you, groaning in satisfaction at your teary eyes and how your mouth falls open in pleasurable cries, "love the view from here. Mind if I stay here for a few hours?" He teases, your eyes open wide in shock, "no. Can't" you shake your head, hands grabbing his hair to push him away.

He tuts, spitting over your slick folds, tongue making a mess of you. "You will" he commands before diving back in.

Those are the last words you remember before your eyes roll back as an orgasm rips out of you with a cry of his name. And one more, and one more.. Enjin only stops when your body goes limp under him, a proud smirk plastered over his face at your spent form, "satisfied yet?"

You end up learning an important lesson: never bruise enjin's ego. He WILL prove himself in ways that'll leave you a stupid mess.

all thanks to @noelwife for the amazing idea 🫡

** NSFW CONTENT

** MDNI

Imagine Aizen using Kyoka Suigetsu on you to make you feel like he is stimulating all your sweet spots at once in the way you like the most. Back, neck, earlobe, mouth, tongue, nipples, tummy, tights, inner tights, ass, the borders of your underwear, groin, clit. All licked, bitten, kissed, sucked, pinched, nibbled, caressed, slapped, whispers with soft brush of his lips. Everything while he fucks you as he wishes in an endless loop, enjoying with his mesmerizing smirk all of your moans, whines, tears, screams, mewls, pleas for more, to stop and for more, while you cum again and again, losing your mind and soul to overstimulation, your cunt aching, swollen, soaked, squirting and tightening spasmodically his huge cock.

All at once.

Endless.

big momma Unohana eating you out in 1k words … Fem!Reader .. note I haven’t been on tybw for some time but I thought I’d post this anyway . I wrote this wrote b4 my period so I was in a freaky mood <3 may lady likers enjoy

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"Oh you poor thing." Anri sighed, stepping into your shared bedroom. You whimpered gently: you had been kneeling on the bed, grinding against your palm, only in panties and a large t-shirt. Ovulation had you reeling, and your girlfriend had been away for five days.

"'m sorry love." You murmured, averting your gaze.

"It's okay, sweetheart," Anri's soft fingers lifted your chin. Her gaze met yours. "Want me to help you out?"

You nodded quickly. "Yes, please." Your shaking hand pulled away from your core.

Anri's lips curled into a smile and she leaned off the bed, walking to the bedside table and opening the drawer. You shifted your position, sliding onto your butt and pulling your legs in front of yourself to hug them loosely: you felt jelly-like, your body whining already from edging.

Your girlfriend pulled out a dildo, a textured, silicone one, about eight inches long. Your mouth watered. Next, she withdrew some lube. Not that you'd need it anyway: during ovulation you always were wettest.

She neglected a harness and instead climbed onto the bed, laying the items on the blankets.

"Lay back, love." Her hands gripped your thighs, pushing them open gently as you let your body lean back against the pillows.

You made a small noise when Anri's eyes focused on the wet patch in your panties, clinging to your folds. She clicked her tongue. "I won't keep you waiting, love." One of her hands reached up to palm a breast, her thumb tracing the hard mound of your nipple as the other brushed between your relaxed legs, pulling the edge of your panties down.

Your skin tickled against the cool air of the room, and you sucked in a breath, hips angling up.

"Aww," Anri cooed. "Look at you. So needy for me."

"Please." You whispered. She traced her pointer finger over your pubic mound, gently passing over your hood. You gasped again, hips jerking against her touch.

Anri smiled and reached for the dildo. She popped open the lube cap and poured a generous amount onto the outside of the toy, running her hand up and down it until it was coated.

You let out a full-body moan when she pressed it against your core, dragging the toy through your soaked folds. Wet sounds filled the air as she massaged you with the toy, the raised lines sending shivers through your clit.

"M-Mommy-" you gasped, fingers gripping the sheets.

"Does that feel good, baby?" She hummed, dragging it higher up so the tip brushed your clit. The toy slid along your body, perfectly slotted between your folds, and you groaned, your head leaning back. God, the sensation was relieving, but you needed more. You needed to chase the high for as long as possible. You lifted your hips, chasing the touch.

"Look at you," she cooed as you whined, desperately grinding against the dildo. She held it still for you as you struggled to find the right angle.

"Pl-Pl-Please-" you begged, fingers clawing the bed as your arousal soaked your thighs. "N-Need it."

"Ask politely, baby," Anri pulled the toy away from you, her fingers replacing it. You gasped as she rubbed gentle circles on your clit, then her fingers dipped down to your sopping entrance, sliding in.

Your back arched at the stretch, a long moan rolling up your throat.

"Is this what you want?" She asked, curling her fingers against the spongy spot inside of you that had you gasping for air.

"Yes, yes!" It burned now, the pleasure just hovering over you. You could nearly taste it. The dildo pressed against your clit again, dragging through your wetness.

Stars burst behind your eyelids, and you cried out as you came on Anri's fingers, her gentle words drifting through your fuzzy hearing.

"Good girllll, look at you."

Her fingers finally pulled out of you, and she set the toy down on the bed. You gasped and pushed yourself onto shaky elbows, chest heaving.

"Th-Thank you, baby." You told her. She smiled softly, her clean hand cupping your cheek.

"You're welcome, love. Now do me a favor, and be a good girl." She withdrew her hand and slipped her thumbs into her waistband, pulling down her pants to reveal purple panties. "Help me relax."

"Enjin...st-op, this is gr-gross" you wither restlessly on Enjin's wide lap, big tatted hands resting securely on the small of your back to push you further up against him whenever you squirmed about. he only grins wider, the corners of his lips curling up tighter, as his tongue continued to pruriently suckle onto yours, the wet sounds that he purposely made, only fueling that cringe fire burning in your stomach much more. but also, stirring that faint, undeniable thirst for more.

"Could've fooled me doll, I can practically feel you talkin' to me in Morse code on my lap" and he just bursts into fits of unfiltered laughter when he feels you smacking, biting and pulling at him for his foul retort. which just so happened...to be somewhat accurate.

Hugo going feral over your clothes

One thing you never expected about Hugo, your calm, composed boyfriend,  was him being such a freak.

You never thought that behind that calm, collected and pretty face would be a lingering beast, that throws himself all over you when you show the slightest bit of skin.

That's why summer was especially dangerous for you, cause you would NOT be walking around in long shirts and pants, while this 30 degrees outside.

You wore a mini skirt and a tube tub, that revealed your tanning lines and of course your man was immediately behind you, resting his large hands on your hips.

"You look good, chérie", he murmured, a fine pink tint on you his cheek being visible, as you turned to look at him.

"Really?", you teased, poking against his hot cheek. "Why would I lie to my pretty wife"

You felt your heart drop. "Ugh you're so good with words", you groaned, giving him a kiss on the lips, but quickly pulling away, leaving him with that pathetic, desperate look you loved on him.

"You like the sound of me calling you my wife?" He leaned forward, the smell of his sweat entering your noise and making your knees go weak. "You would also like it if I called you my husband" "Indeed you could do it more often, wife"

You felt another drop in your stomach when his hands wandered up to your back and pressed you flush against him, his bulge poking against your clothed clit. "You are hard" "You are wet"

And all of sudden your knees touched the soft carpet of your shared living room, while you were bend over the couch, panties pushed aside and skirt cramped around your hips.

Hugo was merciless fucking into you, a grunt leaving his lips everytime you tightened around him. "So, so ~angh~ rough?", you stuttered, lip trembling from his assault, as he reached forward to pull your top down, letting your tits spill free.

He started to grope them, playing with your nipples, twisting and pinching them. "You're just too tempting, amour", he moaned, rocking harder into your swollen cunt. His other hand found your clit, rubbing soft circles on it.

"Ma chère, I am close" he leaned down, softly mumbling words of affection and kissing you on the back of your shoulder.

"May I come inside?", he asked, pace picking up, while you felt his dick twitching inside you like crazy.

Your mind was clouded by the way he was pounding you and without think you stuttered a yes to Hugo's surprise, since you always tell him to use condom or pull out.

He grabbed your hips in a strong grip, slamming roughly into you multiple times, making you jerk up. Vivi let his head fall back, as loud groans spilled out of his mouth, while letting his cum spurt into you, breeding your cunt. He was balls deep in you, letting you feel every of his veins.

He came so much, that it dripped down your trembling thighs. But instead of stopping, he just started to move his hips again, milking all of his semen out of his dick into you.

"Need to get you pregnant", he growled, starting to thrust again, making your eyes roll back, and your back arch more. "Yes- please" You were so lost in the pleasure and feeling of his dick and cum inside you, that you started mumbling incoherent bullshit, alongside the begging for more of his seed.

Hugo just kept you there for 2 hours, forcing you to cum over his dick over and over again, while breeding you, getting you cockdrunk and making you say embarrassing things.

Those were not your proudest 2 hours.

POV: Bunny Iglesias—just as his first name suggests—likes to roleplay as a bunny when he’s fucking. He ends up behaving more closely to a wolf, though, and he for sure has all the physical capability to keep it up for as long as he’s satisfied.

⚠️ WARNINGS:

— This is a NSFW oneshot with no plot and not really proofread

— Reader is FEMALE and uses SHE/HER pronouns

— Contains: Breeding Kink, Creampies, Degradation + Praising Kink, Predator/Prey Play and Dumbification

— AU is: Up to interpretation

It was no secret that Enjin was massive.

Lean and 6’3, subtle muscles decorated his body. Certainly more than enough to fold you like a pretzel.

The only downside to his staggering build was well… he was too big.

“C-Can’t, you're so big, Enjin.” You mewled, hands pushing uselessly at his chest as he folded you deeper into a mating press. “Yeah? Too big for you, baby?” He snickered, lips tracing your jaw as he forced more of his length into your quivering cunt.

Every inch stretched you wider, bullying you in such a vulgar manner. His inked hands push further into the plush of your thigh, your knees kiss your chest as he pushes in deeper.

“Oh, come on, loosen up, will you? I'm barely halfway in.”

You peer down to where your bodies connect and come to find that he's just halfway in. A pitiful whimper leaves your lips at the sight, head falling back against the pillows as you accept your fate: being split in half by Enjin’s monster cock.

He thrusts shallowly, relishing in the way your pussy clenched around his girth and your oh-so sweet moans that follow. “Hah — shit, you're going to have to let me in sooner or later, doll.” He grits out, teeth sinking into his bottom lip to stifle his groan when you clench around him.

“I can't,” you wail, tears brimming in your waterline, while Enjin only thrusts harder until your poor cunt. “You will,” he counters.