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— michael kaiser, alexis ness, isagi yoichi, shidou ryusei, itoshi sae, itoshi rin, bachira meguru, hiori yo, karasu tabito, chigiri hyoma, kunigami rensuke.

includes. gn!reader. EXPLICIT smut. aged up characters. acarophilia, choking, degradation, praise kink, breeding, penetration, fingering, cream pies, public sex, use of toys and handcuffs, roleplay, caging, bondage, cum play, cuckholding, oral fixation, hair pulling, overstimulation, orgasm denial, free use, mating press (holy shit).

a/n. guys smth possessed me last night… this is single-handedly the filthiest thing ive ever written to date. ovulation week is a BITCH. do NOT read if you’re uncomfortable with any of the tags.

michael kaiser ☆

no doubts about it, kaiser likes breath play—watching you struggle to breathe as his fingers dig into the sides of your neck. it’d be so easy to keep going, to squeeze until your vision is static and he can see the life draining from your eyes. he’d never go that far, of course. just enough for you to claw at him, blunt nails raking down his back in messy, red streaks.

which brings me to my next point: he has an acarophilia (scratching) kink. kaiser loves seeing the marks you leave on his skin the next day, like little stakes or brandishes on his body. it’s different from the red marks left behind when he claws at his throat with his own hands—yours are made from love. possession. so don’t feel guilty if you accidentally break skin. it just makes him want you even more.

alexis ness ☆

i feel like this one is self-explanatory… ness has a praise kink, but it also turns him on when you degrade him. he likes when you tell him what to do—force him on his knees and call him a dirty slut, make him clean his messes off your fingers with his tongue, but then praise him for being your obedient boy. he needs a healthy balance of both.

he would naturally assume the role of a service dom, existing to fulfill your every need and coming untouched just from pleasuring you. you can either instruct him on how to touch himself or let him fuck you depending on how well he’s behaved. either way, he’s kinky as fuck, and he doesn’t mind as long as you tell him you love him after <3

isagi yoichi ☆

guys hear me out… DACRYPHILIA.

isagi always thinks you look perfect, but you look even better when you’re crying—tears dripping down your puffy cheeks as his cock slips in and out between your wet lips. he’ll tilt your head back to see the tears clinging to your lashes, the glossy haze in your eyes as he fucks into your throat. i mean, did you see the way he looked down at niko?

something about the desperation in your eyes, like he’s managed to force you into submission… makes him painfully hard. keep looking at him like that and he’ll come on the spot, making sure to pull out before he spills all over your face, sticky white mixing with your salty tears.

shidou ryusei ☆

what doesn’t he like? there’s too many kinks and not enough space, so i’ll just say he loves cum play. it turns him on when his cum is dripping between your legs, oozing from your cute little hole that’s still puffy from being stuffed full. he would just stare, utterly transfixed as he watches your fluids mix and flow onto the drenched sheets beneath your hips.

no condoms, he won’t be satisfied until you let him cream pie you. afterwards, he’ll plug you up with his fingers until he’s sure not a single drop can escape, feeling his dick stir alive again when it makes a lewd, sticky sound. if he’s feeling extra freaky, he’ll even bring his fingers to his lips, making a show of licking your combined messes off his hand.

itoshi sae ☆

he likes being in control, or at least imagining that he is, so i think sae would have a free use kink. the idea that you’re ready for him at any time, a mindless hole for him to use whenever he’s had a particularly rough day at work turns him on. obviously, he knows you’re your own person and he wouldn’t do anything without your consent, but the fact that you’re willing gives him a power trip.

don’t cum unless he tells you to! he wants your eyes on his, and being able to control or deny your orgasms comes with complete trust. he’ll tease you until you’re on the cusp of release, only to pull out and make you watch him spill onto your stomach. sae won’t fuck you until you’re pleading for him to and all you can think about is his dick.

itoshi rin ☆

ngl, rin reminds me of those gym influencers who motivate themselves with the thought of their girlfriends cheating (i hope you get the reference). he’d never admit it, but cuckholding turns him on. watching you take some random’s half-baked cock (consensually, of course) and being unable to do anything about it would turn him into a needy mess. he’d rut into his fist, imagining it’s him fucking you instead.

he would also have an oral fixation. he likes it when you push your fingers into his mouth, or when his lips are wrapped around one of your nipples. it calms him down and gives him a task to focus on, swirling his tongue around as you praise him. the sensation gets him uncharacteristically aroused.

bachira meguru ☆

here we go… another one that has an endlessly long list of kinks. bachira has so much pent up energy and excitement that i don’t think he could contain himself in public. he would be into agoraphilia. the thrill of being caught in open spaces—his hand on your thigh that traitorously inches upward or his palm stifling your loud moans—would make him hard as a rock.

he’d whisper the filthiest thing into your ear in a cramped bathroom stall, his fingers pushing in and out of your hole and wringing out orgasm after orgasm. he likes overstimulation, whether you’re the one milking his cock dry or he’s the one making you so sensitive you almost pass out. you can never trust the whimsical looking ones.

hiori yo ☆

we know he is one KINKY mf. might i go as far as to say one of the kinkiest in the entire blue lock cast. his large, glittering eyes and innocent face distracts you from the fact he’s into bdsm, specifically bondange. he likes his lovers tied up and entirely reliant on him, unable to do anything but succumb as he touches you, making you come over and over.

the fact he’s into crippled girls tells me that he’d enjoy putting you in handcuffs, making you squirm with his fingers or a vibrator until you’re trembling and begging for more. he’d tease you until you’re on the verge of passing out, not fucking you or letting the toy penetrate until he’s satisfied with your performance.

chigiri hyoma ☆

he’s one of the tamer ones. chigiri is undoubtably 99.9% vanilla, but he would be into rough hair pulling. he doesn’t let anyone touch his hair, so the trust and intimacy that comes with your fingers digging into the silky strands makes his entire body convulse. the expression he makes is so adorable, his eyes falling shut as you guide his head to where you need it.

this would also go both ways, with his hand gently tugging at your hair while his dick pummels into you from behind. just remember: you’re pulling on years worth of maintenance, so don’t push it!

karasu tabito ☆

you can’t convince me he’s not freaky bro, look at his fuckass smirk. that’s the face of a guy that enjoys manipulating your orgasms, maybe even a little roleplay if you’ll indulge him. student x professor, doctor x patient, owner x pet, he doesn’t care what you dress up as, just expect him to rail you into the mattress in your cute clothes.

not sure why, but i think he’d really want to lock you up in a cage. he’s mediocre, and you’re so special. why wouldn’t he want you all to himself? he’d like the power dynamic and the helpless way you look to him for help, making you come without even properly touching you. his words alone are filthy enough to send you over the edge.

kunigami rensuke ☆

size kink, duhhh. with the way he trains, he’d like to compare his progress with you beneath him, legs spread as he ruts into your tiny hole. everything about him so big, and it’s accentuated when his biceps flex as he pins your hands down, your body completely overshadowed by his.

it doesn’t matter if you’re curvy or petite, short or tall, just the sight of his large cock pulsing against your tight entrance makes him want to fuck the living daylights out of you. not to mention his breeding kink as he pushes you into a mating press. he wants to make sure you’re completely stuffed and full of him when the night ends.

but it’s SOOOO good *munch*

they can’t find your prostate ⋆｡°✩ mlm

— isagi yoichi, michael kaiser, alexis ness, shidou ryusei.

includes. amab!reader. EXPLICIT smut. aged up characters. fingering, penetration, overstimulation, first times.

isagi yoichi ☆

everything was going so well.

isagi pants against your shoulder, his breathing unsteady as he trails sloppy, open-mouthed kisses up the column of your neck. he grinds his crotch against your thigh, preparing you for the moment his fingers stretch you open. you let him hook your leg over his shoulder, your thighs quivering when they finally push inside. except, instead of overwhelming relief, you feel… nothing.

he’d never admit it, but he spent the entire last night reading through web articles, almost contracting 5 viruses just to learn how to pleasure you properly. so imagine his frustration when all those hours spent on incognito mode with a raging boner was all for naught, because he still can’t find your prostate.

you whimper, looking up at him only to see his brows crooked, frustration etched onto his pretty features. he bites his lip in concentration, and you feel his index and middle fingers simultaneously slide along the wall of your opening. “y-yoichi?” his throat bobs as he looks to the side, blushing.

“i… i can’t find it,” he finally admits, hanging his head in defeat. isagi cringes at the way his voice lifts at the end, hesitant. google said the prostate was easy to find—a round, bulbous-like clump of nerves about two knuckles deep—so where the hell is it? he sits back on his haunches, staring so intently at the spot where his fingers disappear into your tight hole that you’re certain he could see through you.

his eyes flicker up to your face, taking in the subtle way your eyelids flutter. “sorry, um… can you guide me?”

michael kaiser ☆

“fuck,” he grunts as he tries and fails to find your prostate for the third time tonight. you struggle to keep yourself up on your hands and knees as his fingers piston between your thighs. he’s not hitting where he wants to, but he’s damn well stimulating everything else in the way. beads of pre-cum drip along the head of your cock before spilling onto the white linen.

you’ve already told him multiple times that it’s okay—to just give up and fuck you like he usually does. but kaiser is a stubborn man, blond strands tickling your bare back.

“shut up,” he snaps, forcing his fingers deeper until they’re nestled as far as they can go. you can feel his fist flat against your opening. “be good and keep your legs open.” easier said than done. your thighs tremble, threatening to buckle beneath your weight and the budding pleasure between your legs.

“fuck!” kaiser scowls this time, flipping you over so you’re laying on your back, your eyes watery as you blink up at him. he folds your legs in half until they’re tightly pressed against your chest and you’re on full display for him, your dick throbbing and erect against your lower abdomen.

“forget it. i’ll just fuck you until i find it.”

get ready to be up allll night. ‘cause he’s not stopping until he’s drained you dry and your godforsaken prostate is swollen and overstimulated.

alexis ness ☆

“i-is this right?” his breath fans against your neck as you grip the sheets until you’re white-knuckled, the side of your face pressed into the mattress. ness scissors you open, the initial stretch making your neglected cock bob pathetically, pearlescent pre-cum leaking from the slit.

“u-um… im not sure.” it feels like he’s prodding at your insides, the way a doctor would to check for abnormalities. you’re not sure if it’s a good or bad sensation.

“what do you feel?” you can’t see his face, but you’re almost certain he’s panicking. you can tell by the slight intonation of his voice, pitchier as his fingers slide along your inner walls. your legs clench together, body arching into his palm. “sort of ticklish?”

that is NOT what you want to hear while fingering your partner. ness knows this, and his lips open to speak, but nothing comes out. instead, he withdraws his fingers. you want to protest and tell him to keep trying when you notice the absolutely crestfallen look on his face.

“i’m sorry. i—i’m not sure what i did wrong. i made sure to do my research before—“ he looks away in shame. “i disappointed you.” you shake your head, rolling over until you’re making eye contact with him. “it’s okay. let’s just do what we usually do, yeah?”

he smiles, shaking off his embarrassment. ness stares down at his fingers, still slick with lube and warm. “i’ll make sure to impress you next time, liebling.”

shidou ryusei ☆

“yeah, you like that?” shidou asks with a lazy grin, his face nuzzling into your neck as his hips slap into yours, making an embarrassingly loud plap! plap! plap! sound. unfortunately, you’re not sure if you do like it or not because you don’t feel much of anything. there’s a slight pressure building in your stomach, but it’s gone with the shallow thrust of his cock.

“you’re s’tight,” he breathes, his body rigid and pressed into your back side. you can feel his thighs tense against the curve of your ass, the tip catching against your prostate long enough to make you gasp before he aims at something else entirely. maybe if you close your eyes, it’ll feel better?

“ryu, i—“ he interrupts you again, getting off on the lewd squelching sounds of the lube as he penetrates. you’re tilted onto your side, one leg pushed to your chest to give him easier access. it’s not until you shakily grab his wrist that he stops, panting. “what’s wrong, sweets? does it hurt?” he asks, soothingly rubbing your thigh as he scans your face for any signs of discomfort.

“no, it’s just… i don’t think that’s right.” he blinks, waiting for the punchline until he realizes there is none. your heart drops, and you’re about to apologize when he bursts out into laughter, plopping his head back against your shoulder.

“y/n! why didntcha tell me, silly? i was just in there, fuckin’ around for the past five minutes?” you ease, smiling at the fact he’s neither blaming you nor himself. at least he’s a good sport. “you just seemed so into it.”

shidou scoffs, playfully biting into your shoulder. “well, tell me before i embarrass myself next time, ‘kay? c’mon, lemme try again.”

koaflower ᥫ᭡.

iif i could specify i would love if it could start with fluff and then maybe a biiit of smut–i hc kurona as a bottom but you can do it however you want 💖 tysm :D

UGH THIS IS SO CUTE AND I WOULD LOVE TO WRITE THIS BUT IVE NEVER WRITTEN FOR KURONA BEFORE ☹️☹️

i don’t want to rush and mess up his character, so im going to have to postpone this!! ill def pick it back up when i catch up on the manga (or when s3 comes out…)

cockwarming them p2 ⋆｡°✩

— itoshi rin, isagi yoichi, nagi seishiro.

includes. gn!reader. EXPLICIT smut. aged up characters. cockwarming, orgasm denial, teasing. due to popular request!! @maimaii010203

part one!

itoshi rin ☆

sooo maybe making a bet with your competitive boyfriend wasn’t the best idea. especially when said bet involved you straddling his lap with his aching cock wedged between your thighs.

in your defense, you didn’t think he’d take it so seriously.

“told you i’d win.” rin doesn’t fail to be a jackass even when you’re flushed and panting, aching for a sweet release he doesn’t grant you. who knows how long it’s been since he first sat you on his lap? you just want to lean forward and beg him to move already, your breath hitching each time his length twitches inside.

“please, c-can’t wait anymore.” your pleas sound pathetic even to your own ears, but you’re too far gone to care. his eyes close when your walls clench around his dick, hands digging into your sides to hold you steady. you’re not sure who the punishment is for anymore.

“…you made the rules,” he grits out, ignoring the way your hips shift and the head of his cock nudges deeper inside. the momentary pleasure makes you moan, legs clamping around his thighs. “s-so doesn’t that—ah—mean i can take it back?” your fingers tremble as they grab onto the fabric of his shirt. he’s fully clothed except for the slip of his briefs where his sweats are bunched around his thighs. rin looks up at you with mild amusement, though the small droplet of sweat running down his temple says otherwise. he huffs.

“serves you right for underestimating me.” rin reaches up to brush away the strands of hair falling into your eyes, tracing your lips that are currently worried into a small pout. “i’m not satisfied yet.”

isagi yoichi ☆

honestly, he forgot you were even there.

isagi has been so tense all week, burning through footage until you had to remind him to eat. so being the amazing lover that you are, you offered to help relieve some of his stress.

now you’re sitting on his lap, his dick lodged deep inside and brushing against all the spots that make your toes curl as his eyes remain fixed on the tv. on the screen is a replay of his last match, a thorough analysis of his plays and how to improve them. his brows furrow, not because you’re squirming and impossibly tight around his length, but because he can’t figure out where he went wrong.

“i should’ve been faster,” he murmurs, more to himself than you. isagi has always been a generous lover, but in this moment, he couldn’t have been crueler. your back is pressed against his chest, and you can’t focus on the match because you’re thinking about riding his cock, bouncing up and down until he forgets about the damn game altogether.

“what do you think, y/n?” he asks, his lips brushing against your ear. you shudder, gritting your teeth. what do you think? you think he should turn off the tv and fuck the living daylights out of you. but who are you to disrupt his work?

“i—i think you should take a break,” you manage, eyes fluttering closed when he changes the angle, sitting up a bit. he hums, pressing a kiss to your temple. “you’re right. just five more minutes, i promise.”

you sigh. is there such a thing as too much dedication?

nagi seishiro ☆

in the past few days, you’ve somewhat become nagi’s good luck charm. he says his success rate skyrockets when you keep him company, but you both know his win streak has never been a problem.

your legs are dangling from the sides of his gaming chair. nagi has his headphones on, one ear pushed aside as he speaks into the mic, his keyboard pulsing with color as his fingers fly over the bright console.

you bite your lip to keep your little sounds muffled, praying that his mic doesn’t pick up on the rustling of your clothes as you shift on his cock, or the soft whimpers you make when the tip catches along your inner lining. he doesn’t even blink, even as your tight ring of muscle clamps around him sporadically.

“on your left,” he mumbles into the mic, his cursor moving rapidly followed by hollow gunshots. you rest your head on his shoulder, hoping the game will end soon and release you from this misery. his leg instinctively bounces up and down whenever he’s focused, and right now, it wasn’t doing much to help your predicament.

“sei,” you whisper, squirming in his lap. there’s the briefest hint of his concentration faltering as your hips grind against his, driving his dick further against your spongy insides. “after this match.” he said that twenty minutes ago. your thighs are cramping up and you desperately need to move.

he leans his head onto your shoulder, making his voice more sluggish into the mic. “if we win, i’ll give you a reward,” he murmurs, “think you can wait a little longer, y/n?”

— shidou ryusei, itoshi rin, nagi seishiro, bachira meguru, itoshi sae.

includes. gn!reader. fluff. established relationships, jealousy.

a/n. i’ve always wanted to make one of these hehe. coping after i spent all day cramming for an exam.

shidou ryusei ☆

itoshi rin ☆

nagi seishiro ☆

bachira meguru ☆

itoshi sae ☆

IM PLANNING TO !!

i’ve been getting a lot more requests lately and it makes me SOO happy to know i’m not shit at writing for male readers 😭

currently have two more in progress so stay tuned!

which bllk characters do u think would be into sloppy makeout sessions, and which prefer quick pecks/sweet forehead kisses?

makeout sessions or quick kisses? ⋆｡°✩

— bachira meguru, shidou ryusei, michael kaiser, isagi yoichi, bunny iglesias, alexis ness, itoshi sae, itoshi rin, nagi seishiro, chigiri hyoma.

includes. gn!reader. fluff. slightly suggestive content.

✦ makeout sessions

bachira meguru ☆

let’s not forget that shidou isn’t the only certified freak in blue lock. in the kitchen, bathroom, car, public, you name it, bachira would 100% make out with you there. he’d probably give you the sloppiest kiss known to mankind and blame it on his monster. he’d love the element of surprise and keeping you on your toes so his kisses would be messy and impulsive—making out with you mid convo or after an exciting match when his adrenaline is spiked. he just wants to share his excitement with you.

shidou ryusei ☆

we ALL knew he was going here. this is the same guy that said he was gonna bust a nut on live television after scoring a goal btw. he 110% enjoys a good sloppy makeout session over regular kissing. shidou likes it when you’re a flustered mess, clothes disheveled and hair out of place from just one kiss. he doesn’t even need a reason, he’ll just do it for the love of the game and cuz he thinks you look hot. 7/10 times it’ll lead to something else… that just shows the power you hold over him!

michael kaiser ☆

he loves to tease, and catching you off guard with a sloppy kiss (tongue and all) is his favorite form of pissing you off. i feel like he’d also make out with you before games for good luck or if your attention is elsewhere. he sees intimacy as another form of control, and what better way to mess with your mind than through a heated kiss? in public, he’ll resort to more tame kisses like pecking your cheek or kissing your hand. i don’t think he’s big on pda either, but the moment you’re in private??? there’s something grounding about feeling you against him, hands in his hair and the only thing he can think about is staying like this forever.

✦ in between/both

isagi yoichi ☆

he wouldn’t initiate it, but he’d prefer making out, just because it makes him feel closer to you. this guy is so inexperienced that he’d accept whatever you give him. he has NO qualms whatsoever as long as your lips are on his and slursagi isn’t out. i feel like he’d give you forehead kisses or quick pecks because it feels more intimate and he can do it in public without getting side eyed. like he’ll greet you with a “hey, babe” and a kiss on your forehead, something sweet and wholesome. he’d observe your reactions for a while, experimenting with what feels right until he knows you’re 100% comfortable with going further.

bunny iglesias ☆

he seems like the type to appreciate the little things the longer you’re together. like at first, he’d lean toward heated makeout sessions because it’s intimate and hot, something he can play into. but the more he falls for you, the more he starts to enjoy the smaller gestures—little kisses scattered throughout the day. he likes to tease and watch you squirm, so he’ll press one to your shoulder or the side of your neck when you’re not looking, just to catch you off guard. don’t get me wrong, he definitely still enjoys making out with you, but it’s the softer moments that make him fall.

alexis ness ☆

like isagi, he’d do whatever you want. if you told him to jump, he’d jump no questions asked. so i feel like he’d love all types of kisses, but he wouldn’t be the one to initiate a make out session. ness will kiss you everywhere at any time, any place, but he’d be too in over his head to ask for smth as intimate as making out. he would worry about how it makes you feel and if you’re uncomfortable so he’d just ignore it until you ask. just don’t be too surprised when gets carried away during.

✦ quick pecks

itoshi sae ☆

it’s not that he doesn’t enjoy make out sessions, he just simply has no time. making out is intimate, and it should be slow and sensual without being rushed or interrupted. sae is constantly stuck between meetings, practice, games, or some random pr stunt and for that reason, i think he’d prefer quick pecks. he’s not a big fan of pda either besides holding your hand, and a kiss on the top of your head is something he can get away with without putting your relationship on blast. he’d also enjoy the briefness of it because it leaves him wanting more. let’s be real, he’s NOT jeopardizing his career for a quick make out sesh.

itoshi rin ☆

unlike sae, he HAS time, he just doesn’t like initiating it. i feel like rin would have to be in a really specific mood to make out with you… intimacy = vulnerability, and small gestures like a quick peck on your lips feel safer. he’s just not used to physical affection, and despite how aloof he can be, he’s scared of losing you if he does too much. it’s not very romantic in presentation, but to rin, this means he cares for and loves you enough to try.

nagi seishiro ☆

making out takes too much effort. you’re exchanging saliva, breaths, and at some point your tongues are touching. like it feels nice but it’s too much work to be doing casually. he’d prefer quick pecks to your lips or kissing your neck when you cuddle and his face is buried in your shoulder. he barely even has the energy to eat, so he’d have to be in the mood to do ts. his kisses are natural, almost absent-minded. he just likes being close to you without all the expectations.

chigiri hyoma ☆

regular kisses for SURE. i think he’d be too embarrassed to make out with you often, and he wouldn’t want to rush things. in his head, making out is basically as blasphemous as having sex. he’s too demure for that. i think he also leans more wholesome, and he’d be the sweet, loving boyfriend that kisses your cheek or hand when he’s holding it. he’d love the act of showering you in kisses and making you giggle whenever his lips brush somewhere sensitive. he’s just not a lustful guy imo. if you ever wanted to make out, he’d ask you 1000x over if you’re sure until you genuinely don’t want to anymore lol.

a/n. UGH REAL ovulation week is every week on tumblr. lwk had to summon my inner kaneshiro for this one. realistically it’s neither cuz they have no game whatsoever but </3 thank you for the req!!

— michael kaiser, nagi seishiro, itoshi sae, itoshi rin.

includes. fem!reader. lots of fluff. jealousy (rin). first time using comments, don’t mind the usernames lmao.

request!

michael kaiser ☆

@ynsfavwife: is he bothering you queen?

kaiser looks appalled.

he was reading through the comment section of his most recent post, which included a thread of photos he took during your anniversary—candid pictures of you and a gorgeous bouquet. he’s used to being the center of attention, yet here his fans were, turning against him.

“who are they talking about? this is a video of us.” he points the screen to you, a brow raised in both amusement and confusion. the comment is clearly referring to you, but what are they implying? this is his account!

you try to stifle a laugh. “i think they’re talking about you, micha.”

he opens the reply thread, seeing nothing but similar comments adding onto the original one.

@kaisersb00tylicker: fr he’s blocking my glorious beautiful stunning glamorous queen @/user

@FunPolice replied: It’s an anniversary post. He’s supposed to be in it.

@toesucker6000tron replied: @FunPolice are u ness by any chance?

he’s sulking, turning to you with a look of mock outrage. “why would i be bothering you? you bother me,” he says, playfully jabbing a finger at your face.

you roll your eyes, letting him take your hand in his before he plants a chaste kiss onto it. “you do look beautiful here though, mein schatz.”

nagi seishiro ☆

he honestly didn’t understand the hype at first. fame was a joke to him—why anyone would line up for hours just to get his autograph was beyond him. it wasn’t until you that he actually started to pay attention to the cameras.

“why do they like you more than me?” nagi is genuinely curious, his head propped against one hand as he watches you with drowsy eyes.

you were at the same booth, but the fans were waiting in queue for you. asking about your job, your interests, and complimenting your work. it was a nice change of pace to be on the sidelines for once, but he couldn’t help watching the way you interact with everyone, so kind and attentive.

you give him a small smile, just as one of your fans gush over your appearance and ask for a selfie. “did you say something? oh, sorry—! let’s talk later, sei.” he couldn’t even pout at your lack of attention, too busy being mesmerized by, well, the sight of you.

he closes his eyes, smiling faintly but it’s hidden behind the sleeve of his sweater. “mhm. wake me when you’re done,” he murmurs.

nagi was the luckiest guy in the entire world.

itoshi sae ☆

being the girlfriend of a famous football player had its pros and cons. for one, sae was very popular among his fans. you weren’t a jealous person—why would you be, he’s equally as lucky to have you—but it was exhausting to deal with the influx of questions about your love life. especially when you’re trying to create an image of your own.

sae has always made it a point to shut down any interviews that mentioned you, so much so that reporters stopped asking about his love life in fear for their reputation. dealing with his own shit was one thing, but bringing you into it? a woman he respected and was independent enough to establish her own narrative? he was beyond annoyed.

it wasn’t until a clip of you two went viral that his fans began to idolize you. turning sae soft was an accomplishment on its own, but you were also pretty, intelligent, and an engineer?

@unemployeddchud: you’re not good enough for y/n

he had to pause and stare at the comment for a moment. they’re 100% right, of course. you are too good for him, but that’s for him to decide and not a bunch of parasocial fans. still, he’s proud that you’re getting recognized. sae will never say it, but your ambition is what made him fall in the first place.

“why are you making that face?” you ask, trying to peer past his shoulder at his phone screen. he turns it off, lacing your hands together instead. “nothing. just work.”

itoshi rin ☆

it didn’t really bother him at first.

why wouldn’t he want his girlfriend to steal the spotlight every now and then? like sae, he was proud to have a partner that his fans also adored, not that he gave a shit about their thoughts or opinions in the first place. he knew it made you happy, so he never complained whenever you wanted to stay back to talk to his fans or teammates.

but now, as he scrolls through multiple fan edits of you sent to him by his friends… he’s not sure what to think. rin is glad that you’re shining like you’re meant to be, but a small part of him didn’t want to share you with the entire world. you’re his, and though he knows how social media is, the comments still irked him.

@urfavvfreak: y/n carries the relationship

@ijust_shit: is she single? asking for a friend

@shidouuryusei: rin can’t take all of us at once

@tifffannnyy replied: @/itoshirin LMAO

is she single?? he hopes that’s a joke. they don’t even know you.

when you finally return home, you find your boyfriend seething on the couch, looking more like a petulant child than anything. “hey. bad day?” rin looks up when you sit down beside him, the tension easing from his shoulders immediately.

yeah, who is he kidding? you definitely carry the relationship.

hi darling hope I'm not causing any discomfort for u

so

how would the boys (michael, nagi, sae, rin or whoever you want idc) react to reader being the favorite WAG, like peoples inspire cause even tho she's dating a rich footballer she still works (maybe even mentally hard work, or I don't know what to call it, like an architect or an engineer (it's just my pipe dreams, so it's not necessary)), doesn't dress too much (like designer brands that cost millions), always supports her man, is nice w fans, beautiful love story... just everyone fav girl and maybe their fans like her more than him

sorry for my terrible English lol im not native

anyways js ignore it if anything

have a good day, week, month and year queen (◕‿↼)

HAI LOVEEE

pls don’t apologize!! you should never feel like you’re bothering me. this is actually an amazing request and i’m happy you asked hehe.

i ended up writing the reader as an engineer, and it turned out sooo cute omg. thank you so much for the req and i hope you like it !!

the fic should be posted around the same time this is. if the link below doesn’t work then just go to my profile. have an amazing day, week, month, and year as well pookie 💞💞

teaching you how to give head ⋆｡°✩ mlm

— itoshi sae, michael kaiser, shidou ryusei.

includes. amab!reader. EXPLICIT smut. oral (giving and receiving).

a/n. sorry for the wait omg. i always make shidou’s part overly freaked out LMAOO. alludes to part 1 if you haven’t already seen it. thank you for the req!!

itoshi sae ☆

“open,” he says, tipping your head back to press the head of his cock against your mouth. pre-cum spills from the slit, tainting your lips with the bitter-salty taste. your eyes dip to his large size, imagining it lodged into the back of your throat, his hands guiding your head as—

“focus,” he huffs, “do you want to learn or not?”

you obey, blinking up at him through your lashes. sae slips the beading tip onto your tongue, watching how pretty you look with your lips around his dick. you’re about to start sucking, using what little knowledge you know from porn videos to please him when he grunts, hand fisting in your hair.

“hollow your cheeks and try again.” he slowly pushes your head down, making you gag. your throat automatically clamps around him, earning a low, raspy groan. “good. keep going.”

if you’ve learned anything from dating sae, it’s that compliments are hard to come by. if he’s praising you, he means it, and the thought alone makes you hard, your own cock aching and straining against your pants.

his eyes flutter closed, hand slightly loosening in your hair as you get the hang of it, sucking him deeper into your throat. it stings and you can hardly breathe, but the way his pants get louder keeps you motivated. sae groans, rutting his hips up until your nose is nestled against his pelvis.

“now keep doing that and don’t stop.”

michael kaiser ☆

after the last time, he really didn’t want your mouth—or teeth, for that matter—anywhere near his dick again. but who is he if not a fair and generous lover?

“that,” he sucks in a breath, “stop doing that.” kaiser slides the pad of his thumb into your mouth, grimacing when your first instinct is to gently bite it. “use your tongue.”

slowly but surely, you adapt to using your tongue instead of your teeth, swirling it around his finger and lightly suckling. he hums in approval, his cock stiffening as he tracks each movement. you look up at him eagerly, his thumb coated in your thick saliva when he withdraws it.

“come closer, liebe. show me how it’s done.”

with that, you apply the same motion to his sex, feeling it pulse against your tongue. you’re careful not to use your teeth this time, and he eases, his legs parting wider in bliss. “schieße… like that. suck a little more f’me.”

you’re kneeling in front of him, eyes glued to his blue ones as you hollow your cheeks. your mouth feels so warm and tight, his head craning back in pleasure. from this angle, you can see the rapid rise and fall of his chest, blond strands of hair sticking to his pale skin.

i think it’s safe to assume you’ve redeemed yourself.

shidou ryusei ☆

we already know this freak has been waiting for you to ask.

and what better way to explain than to demonstrate it to you?

his tongue glides up the side of your shaft, flattening before flicking at the undersides of your mushroom tip. you’re flushed red from head to toe, barely holding onto your sanity much less listen to his instructions as you grip onto the sheets.

“feels good, yeah? watch what ‘m doing,” he says, licking his lips before pressing a chaste kiss to the head. “teasing is always good.

you nod along like you’re following whatever the hell he’s saying, watching as he grins slyly. “and thennn for the fun part…” he trails off, giving no warning whatsoever before he takes you into his mouth, sloppy and eager. your hips buck up and he moans, the vibrations making your eyes roll back.

shidou forces you to look at him as he bobs his head up and down, occasionally stopping to tease the tip. you almost forget this was supposed to be a lesson until he pulls off with s smirk.

“so? ready to show me what you learned?”

Hopefully that's not too much? Feel free to change the prompt as you wish or turn it down altogether: I won't mind at all!

hate sex ⋆｡°✩ ftm

includes. ftm!reader. EXPLICIT smut. rough sex, doggy style, penetration, biting, overstimulation, teasing.

karasu tabito knew exactly how to press your buttons.

it could be an art, the way you two constantly dance around each other, fluctuating between friends and enemies like water on gasoline. some days, you’d go at each other’s throats. others—like today—you’d end up with your face shoved into the mattress, his dick pummeling in and out of your abused boyhole from behind.

“if i’m so annoying, then why do ya keep comin’ back?” he smirks, skimming his lips over the outer shell of your ear.

you don’t give him the satisfaction of an answer, your teeth biting into his palm instead as he grunts, low and raspy against your skin. karasu’s hands move to rest on either side of you, toned chest pressing against the curve of your spine. the bed creaks with each harsh roll of his hips, white linen wrinkled and soaked from previous rounds.

this wouldn’t have happened if you weren’t so damn mouthy, always pushing him to the limits with that innocent act of yours. amethyst eyes bore into yours as he tips your head back to bare the once smooth column of your neck, now marked with angry red love bites. his hold in your hair tightens, forcing your head up before roughly pushing it back down into the pillows. between your burning lungs and his cock splitting you clean in half, you weren’t sure which was worse.

"you were so talkative before,” he drawls, "cat got yer tongue?" him and his fucking sarcasm. he grinds his hips further into yours, lips latching onto the crook where your neck meets your shoulder. you can’t speak—you can barely think—your eyes bleary and voice hoarse with each loud moan he manages to coax out of you.

“kara—“ he drives himself deeper until he feels the telltale signs of your building orgasm, the convulsing of your walls as you babble incoherent pleas. your legs clamp together, but he pushes them back apart with a click of his tongue.

“don’t start now. ya were so adamant on hatin’ me earlier.” he laughs, bitter and cruel as your body tenses up for the third time that night. “jus’ admit it, baby boy. ya can’t get enough of me.”

a/n. FINALLY FINISHEDDD THANK YOU FOR THE REQ AS ALWAYS LOVELY <3 idk karasu that well but he def fits the sarcastic dick persona.

bachira meguru !

he’s so good to you ⋆｡°✩

includes. afab!reader. EXPLICIT smut. aged up characters. oral (giving), heavily implied sex.

poor bachira doesn’t know how much danger he’s in.

he was just so thoughtful, so in tune with your wants and needs that everything he does sets you off—driving because he knows you hate it, helping with chores on days you feel too tired to function. a man that perfect shouldn’t exist, and yet here he was in the form of your boyfriend.

his mere existence makes you infuriatingly horny, and you always make sure to show your appreciation in full. he brings you food during a lunch break? you’re letting him fuck you against the desk. he makes you a playlist? you’re riding him to the songs playing in the background. there’s never a dull day in your sex life.

so when you came to watch his game and he handed you a fresh bouquet of flowers, you wasted no time dragging him behind the bleachers. he’s still sweaty and breathless from the match, his skin salty under your tongue as you run it along his stiff cock. you tease the veins, feeling it pulse under your ministrations as he guides your head with a shaky hand.

the flowers lay discarded beside him, budding and craning in your direction the way the mushroom tip of his dick does, oozing pre from the sensitive slit. “y/n,” he gasps, rolling his head back against the wall as you take him into your mouth, eager and wanting. bachira lacks his usual quips, whimpering into his fist as his back arches.

you keep your eyes on him, the thrill of getting caught and your unwavering gaze making his body shudder violently. you’re going down on him like he’s the only thing worthy of your attention, sucking and gagging and dripping saliva all over the base of his cock. he’s not going to last much longer at this rate.

“i can’t—hah,” he moans, jerking his hips upward and lodging himself deeper into your throat. “a little more, baby.” his voice is hoarse and low, airy like he’s on the cusp of release. bachira brushes the hair from your face, making sure you were comfortable even now, when his toes are curled and vision is hazy.

“you’re doing so well, but…” he pulls your head back, your rosy lips parting with a wet pop! bachira plops you onto his lap, slipping a hand under your waistband to rub at the damp patch soaking your panties. he grins, using the other to wipe the slick from your lips. “it’s not fun if i get all the pleasure.”

a/n. reader (yes, all of us) is horny asf in this. THANK YOU FOR THE REQQ!!

bllk boys !

didn’t shave? no problem ⋆｡°✩

— alexis ness, bachira meguru, mikage reo.

includes. afab!reader. GRAPHIC smut. aged up characters. cunninglingus, lots of fluff. thank you for the req anon!! <3

alexis ness ☆

a simple kiss turned into a sloppy make out session, and now you were on his lap, grinding desperately against his hips. his breath quivers into your mouth, his hand trailing down your side and under the waistband of your pants until—

“wait.” you pull away breathlessly. ness looks up at you with concern, a soft whine escaping from his throat. he was undoubtedly hard, aroused from how you were straddling him and the dampness from your underwear rubbing against his jeans.

“schatzi, what is it?” he looks concerned, magenta eyes wide and dewy as his palms fly to cradle your face. his love for you outweighs his lust, and he would never do anything to make you uncomfortable.

“i haven’t… shaved,” you say, softly like it’s something to be ashamed of. he blinks, patiently waiting for the rest until he realizes that is your reasoning. you look away, cheeks pink and slightly embarrassed.

honestly, the thought of eating you out unshaved excites him even more. he loves getting to see different sides of you, all dressed up for him or all-natural, he doesn’t care. ness thinks you look the hottest when you’re just waking up, hair sticking in different directions and drool streaked down your cheek. he’s a weirdo, but you gotta love the dedication.

“y/n, look at me.” ness turns your head back towards him, his gaze surprisingly stern. he looks hurt, like you’d just kicked him by insinuating he’s only attracted to you when you’re shaved and lathered in scented bath oils. why wouldn’t he like you unshaved?

“your body is perfect.” he steadies your hips and lifts you up, making you yelp in surprise. ness sits you onto his chest, smiling up at you with an adoring expression that makes your heart clench. “sit on my face, liebe,” he says, rubbing soothing circles on your thighs. “i’ll show you how much i like it.”

bachira meguru ☆

now, we ALL know bachira is a huge freak. he would never push you to do anything you don’t want to, but really? you think he would care about a little hair in his food? he’s lowkey offended.

“a lot of men find it unattractive.” you’re leaning back on your elbows, his head between your thighs and fingers tracing the hem of your underwear. he was about to slide it down, probably obnoxiously with his teeth when you stopped him, tugging at his hair.

“boys find it unattractive,” he corrects you, leaving a lingering kiss on your inner thigh. “no real man would complain about that.”

you bite your lip, still unsure. he’s patient, smiling as he toys with the lace. he’s so close, his hot breath fanning against where you need him most. but what if he didn’t like it? what if the sight repulsed him? you couldn’t help getting shy under his intense gaze.

“it’s embarrassing… if i had known—“ he cuts you off with another kiss, surging up to plant one on your hip bone this time. it tickles, making you smile. “i love this,” he murmurs. “and this.” another right above your naval. “anddd especially this!” bachira giggles before placing a large smooch over your clothed core. you laugh, the tension easing from your body as you playfully swat at his head.

“still don’t believe me? i can prove it~” swayed by his cute display, you eventually sigh. he grins widely, licking his lips before slowly pulling your damp underwear off. what he’s met with only makes him more aroused, his index trailing over your slit. “beautiful,” he hums.

bachira eats you out like a man, starved. you don’t even remember what you were stressing about, legs hooked over his shoulders.

mikage reo ☆

“you probably won’t even like it.”

your legs push together, eyes drifting to the side out of sheer embarrassment. reo always dropped by randomly whenever he had free time, and today was one of his rare off days. you’d decided to take advantage of it until you realized… you forgot to shave.

he raises a brow, surprised you’d even worry about something as mundane as body hair. to him, sex was intimate and an act of pure devotion. why would it bother him if you’d shaved or not? he loves you, all of you, and he wonder why you’d think that about yourself.

“that’s for me to decide,” he replies, gently nudging your legs apart. you’re about to protest when he dips his head low, sliding your panties to the side with his amethyst eyes fixed on your face. your brain goes blank and he chuckles, the airy laugh hot against your slick folds. “see? you’re already wet.”

reo proceeds to go down on you like you’re the most delectable thing he’s tasted all week. his tongue swirls around your swollen clit, nose buried into your pelvis. he maintains eye contact with you all throughout, letting out soft groans, anything to make sure you know he loves it.

when you’re all shaky and blissed-out with arousal dripping down your thighs, he licks his lips with a knowing smile.

“still nervous?”he kisses your inner thighs, showering affection all over your gorgeous body. he just wants you to see yourself the way he sees you—completely stunning whether you’re clean-shaven or all natural.

he gently pulls your hands away from your face to smother it in wet kisses. “you don’t have to change yourself for me. i want all of you.”

calling him by his full name prank ⋆｡°✩

“itoshi rin.”

thunder! dramatic horror sound effects!! the man in question slowly turns around, his face impossibly calm but you can see the subtle twitch of his lips. teal irises find yours, his eyes just a fraction wider than usual. could it be that the emo stone-faced striker was scared of you?

you almost feel bad, trying to hold back your laughter as you point an accusatory finger at the empty jar on the counter. “did you eat the last cookie?”

he pales, looking white as a ghost. rin doesn’t usually treat himself to anything too sweet, droning on about gut health and the harms of excessive sugar intake. but you did notice him taking glances at the jar earlier, like it was a forbidden gem he’d be foolish not to have. besides, you wouldn’t even notice, right? it’s been sitting in there for weeks.

“i… did. what about it?” he crosses his arms, gauging your stern reaction and how likely he’ll walk away from this unharmed. “you ate the rest.”

you try to ignore his quiet murmur, your brow quirking in annoyance. if you weren’t so hellbent on going through with this prank, you would’ve asked what he was insinuating.

“i was saving that!”

“are you really mad about a cookie? you can buy another pack.”

“me? you can buy another pack! you ate it!”

“yeah. one out of what, twenty? don’t you think you’ve had enough?”

your jaw drops. he stole the last cookie AND he was calling you fat?!

“itoshi rin.”

“fine, i’ll buy you another one. just stop calling me that.”

“but it’s just your name.”

“and it’s just a cookie.”

“ito—”

“sorry. i’ll go now.”

kunigami rensuke !

wearing his clothes ⋆｡°✩ ftm

includes. ftm!reader. MATURE smut. mostly foreplay, teasing, heavily implied sex, kunigami is going insane.

a/n. THANK YOU FOR THE REQ AS ALWAYS BB MWAH MWAH!!

you only meant to borrow it.

you were entirely soaked, caught in the middle of a storm on your way home from work. luckily, your best friend lives nearby, and he was more than happy to let you stay the night. you just wanted to get out of your wet clothes before you caught a cold.

kunigami emerges from the shower, his orange hair still wet at the ends and moisture hanging from his skin. he’s about to ask if you want food when he stops dead in his tracks. “oh,” is all he manages to say, his throat suddenly dry. you were wearing his clothes, throwing on a random oversized tee that smelled like his musky cologne and matching beige shorts.

it looks good on you. too good. kunigami can see the skin of your thigh every time the shirt hikes up, shorts too loose to cling to your hips. he shouldn’t imagine running his hands over your body, sliding the shorts to the side and pushing his thick cock into your boycunt from behind, but the sight of you, so adorable in his clothes…

“i’ll sleep on the couch. you can take the bed,” he offers, praying you don’t protest. he doesn’t know if he can spend the night beside you looking like that, a bulge already forming under his sweats.

you roll your eyes, plopping down onto his bed with wide, innocent eyes and an easy smile. “you act like we’ve never slept together before. just lay down.”

fuck his life.

surprise, surprise! sometime during the night, your bodies began to mold together like they were driven by a gravitational force. his arm that was draped over your waist is now hooked around your knee, his cock rubbing dangerously close to your heat.

“you don’t know what you do to me.” he presses into you from behind, his erection pulsing against your inner thigh. kunigami’s lips are beside your ear, his breath tickling your skin. it’s hot under the covers, your skin damp and sticky as he clings to you like an oversized koala.

“should—should i take my clothes off?” you ask, your cheeks flushed and fingers itching to turn around and look at him, see what kind of feral expression he’s wearing. he chuckles, hot and heavy against the shell of your ear. his teeth nips your earlobe, the leaking tip of his dick oozing pre and slotted into your shorts at an angle. “you mean my clothes? keep them on.”

your brows knit, about to ask why when he begins to push the tip in, the pressure stretching your boyhole open inch by inch. he grunts, burying his face into the crook of your—no, his—shirt.

“you can take it off when we’re done.”