lia

nagi’s girl . suna’s wifey . luka’s babe .

𐙚⋆.˚ ~ lia — she ; they

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nagi praiser is a hill i die on

“…look at you… you take me so well, honey..” nagi murmured, his large grabby hands groping the fat of your ass. and despite all your worries that he’d be too big, nagi continued to push his thick cock harshly into your stretched out hole, his weight being supported under his two knees behind you.

your head was buried in the sheets, moaning like a mess. it felt as if you’d explode right then and there with how full his cock made you feel. “take a look at y’rself, baby… takin’ it all like a champ..” he praised, his hand moving to push the sweaty strands of hair clinging to your neck and the bed sheets. just as a small token of his affections.

he looked to his side, at how tiny you looked compared to his figure, and was infatuated with the sight— at how your body was slightly pushed forward every time he thrusted; at how perfectly curved your arched back was; and, at how his body’s shadow could just devour your’s by hovering over. “c’mon, baby.. y’look so pretty..” he cooed, tapping your shoulder lightly with his heavy hand.

you wouldn’t listen though— you couldn’t with how good you felt at the moment. and even if you could understand him, your muscles were far too weak to push yourself up.

nagi tutted, and used his forearm to pull your back up to his chest. he paused his thrusts for a second, turning to face the both of you against your vanity mirror. then, you could see yourself, in all your disorderly glory— hair frizzed and sticking to your face; lipstick smudged from your heated make out; nagi’s long and heavy cock halfway speared into your gaping hole; and, his thick forearm pressing against the bulge in your tummy, making every thrust all the more intense.

“…so pretty…” he whispered, pressing kisses to the top of your head as he used his forearm to roll you up and down his cock. he used his free hand to play with your hard nipples, occasionally groping your breasts.

nagi frowned as he realized you were barely looking at yourself in the mirror, too busy rolling your eyes into the back of your skull. his hand rid itself from your breasts and grabbed at your jaw, firmly. “keep your eyes in front of ya, baby.. need ya to understand how hard you get me.. how sexy y’are…” he muttered, nibbling on the lobe of your ear. you whimpered, trying to pull nagi’s hand from your jaw, but you were reminded of nagi’s strength once more— how he could easily flip you onto any position he desired, and yet he still did everything for your pleasure.

your eyes were suddenly hyper-fixated on his every move— on how his muscles dripped with beads of sweat as he moved you up and down his cock with the strength of a single arm. you felt helpless, your upper half only depending on nagi to stay up.

your hand reached behind to grip nagi’s broad shoulder, gasping as he lifted and dropped you on his cock. “haah! ah—! nggh, i—‘m gunna cum, gunna cum.. too much..” you whimpered, thighs shaking more with every time your ass slapped against nagi’s pelvis.

“yeah? y’can do it.. cuz y’re such a good girl..” he praised, his large hand releasing its grip on your jaw to move down and rub circles on your clit. his rough fingerprints pressed harshly, making its print known on your body.

you nodded hurriedly, all in gratitude for his graciousness, and relishing in the full pleasure of your orgasm— throwing your head back against his rock hard abs, eyes shut in pleasure.

nagi groaned, pressing you closer to his chest harder as your wet gummy walls squeezed his thick cock, dripping your cum all the way to his balls. “that’s it.. mm, y’re so sexy, baby..” he moaned, pulling out before carrying your light body over to the desk of your vanity, bending you over.

“h..huh, what’re you doing..?” you asked, turning back to face him. nagi hummed ignorantly, pushing himself back into your suffocating walls. “wanna get a close up..” he murmured, taking a good look in the mirror and at your fucked out face.

nagi seishiro isn’t one for leftovers or sharing a girl with his best friend, but when reo offers up his wife on a silver platter, he isn’t one to say no.

“go ahead, she’s all your’s.” reo muttered, seating himself in a chair just by the bed. any deal made with reo never came without strings attached, nagi knew that best of all. but who knew reo mikage got off on being a cuck?

nagi approached the king-sized mattress that presented you— spread out over the bed and nude, with a heavy breath. it’s honestly been a while since he’d last slept with a woman, and it felt as if he’d forgotten everything but which hole to put his dick.

he unzipped his jeans and pulled his boxers down just enough to spring out the heavy girth that was hidden in them. “ahah.. holy shit.. um— a..are you sure you’re gonna fit?” you laughed nervously, your heart beating anxiously in your chest.

“hm? whaddya mean?” nagi hummed, rubbing his tip up to your clit and down to the end of your cunt. “hmmgh.. i—i just mean that… you’re really big, nagi..” you replied breathily, trying to move your hips against his dick.

he’s so pathetic, and whining like what he has isn’t enough. he needs more of you, he so thoughtfully decides as he humps the bed. he’s out of breath as he makes out with your cunt. he thinks he might just suffocate here and now, but he honestly doesn’t mind that too much.

when he finally pulls away to look up at you, he’s heaving and drooling saliva that’s mixed with your essence down onto the soaked sheets. “baby, you taste so good…” he moaned, his grabby hands moving up from your thighs to touch your breasts and hips. you run a hand up his hair to reveal his sweaty forehead from just how long he’s been eating you out. nagi whined, looking at you with lovesick eyes. “lemme fuck you, please? i need to feel you around me.”

he pawed at your body like a dog as he pulled himself to his knees, showing you his erection that was leaking like a faulty faucet. nagi moved to kiss your neck, desperate to worship you. “need you so bad, angel.. y’dont even understand…” he whimpered, pushing himself up and down your wet folds.

you’re sick of your boyfriend, nagi. he’d ask you to coddle him as if you’re his mother, and wouldn’t give so much as a “thank you”. it was a wonder to everyone that you hadn’t broken up with the boy yet.

everyone except nagi.

which is why it apparently came as such a big shocker when you finally decided to leave him.

“huh? wha’dya mean you wanna leave?” he asked, tilting his head animatedly. “i mean that i want to break up with you, nagi.” you added. perhaps saying it cut clear and cold would send the message. “but, we’re doing so well… aren’t we, baby?” he murmured, hunching over to rest his chin on your head, his long lanky arms wrapping you completely. the air starts to get stuffy as your enveloped in his scent, in his body; in him.

“n..no, sei… we’re done.” you meekly shook your head, pushing him away weakly. nagi remained unmoved— as still as stone. with how lazy he was, it was hard to remember he was an athlete with a stature of pure muscle. he pulled you in closer; tighter.

he whined from how much you struggled under him, and begrudgingly pulled away to cup your cheek. “please, baby? gimme one more chance. i—i swear, i’ll change. jus’ don’t leave me.” he pleaded. his thumb moved to swipe your jaw left and right.

your heart trembled in your chest. were you seriously considering this?

don’t date a guy like this. 🙏❌

thinking about men who brag about their hook ups to you. he’s such a dick about it. he tells you all about the beautiful women he’s slept with, yet complains how he can’t hold down a stable relationship! and he’s so detailed about his matches too— just his dirty descriptions of this faceless girl’s tits jiggling up and down is making your panties uncomfortably wet.

and, it’s not exactly like he’s ugly either. quite the opposite, in fact. he’s got the face of temptation itself, a muscular build chiseled from marble, and a length that’s straight out of your fantasies.

yes, he’s told you how big he is.

it’s not a monster cock, but it’s still bigger than any of your ex flings. he could very easily stretch out your tiny pussy like a fleshlight if he wanted to. …not like you fantasized about it or anything…

but no matter what happened, you would always only be his friend. even if several boundaries were crossed, and even if he’s told you that he has thought about you in that way, you never thought you’d hook up with him.

freakster 😒:

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wdyt?

‘what was he sending now?’ you nervously thought to yourself. knowing him, it could range from being an instagram profile to being another girl’s ass.

you couldn’t even make a guess as you opened your phone to see… his dick?!

you dropped your phone in pure shock. in his defense, his cock was covered by a pair of sweatpants. he wasn’t lying about his size; you could see it in how his fist was wrapped tightly around his base. he was so obviously rock hard from how his pants peaked. even with himself covered, your brain did all the visualizations for you; you could imagine his round bulbous tip that would penetrate you so well. or, how his thick girth would plug his cum into your tiny cunt, only allowing for tiny leaks to slip out of you as he’d thrust in and out, whispering his smooth words in your ear to beg for the inevitable round two.

you were so caught up in your fantasies, you hadn’t even noticed that you’ve left him on seen for 3 minutes now. but, what were you even supposed to reply to this with? that didn’t matter. he already knew what you were thinking.

freakster 😒:

come over

bllk ; shidou ryusei, oliver aiku, otoya eita, michael kaiser

hq ; atsumu miya, oikawa tooru. the fanon versions 🙏

bsd ; dazai osamu.

gi ; kaeya alberich, the little slut

boyfriend!reo, who’s just so good to you. he treats you with respect, never initiates sex unless you’re giving hints, and let’s you go berserk on his credit card. it’s not like he touches his abundant allowance often anyways. honestly, the lack of pda should’ve been your first alarm. how your girlfriends would tease you, saying that your boyfriend’s in two relationships, and point out the way he’s making heart eyes to nagi— his best friend since high school.

no, of course he’d never cheat on you. he cared for you. but, it didn’t he loved you.

still, you tried to remain ignorant. you pretended as if he was in love with you as you ground down on his half-hard cock.

“hnn— reo…” you moaned breathily, digging your nails into his biceps as you threw your head back. “yeah… just like that…” he groaned, his eyes shut as you moved up and down his dick. he threw his head back against the headboard as the rough palms of his hands felt you up— groping your ass, your thighs… even cupping your cheek at times, making the whole thing feel even more intimate.

every thrust felt like heaven as his plump mushroom tip kissed that sweet spot at the edge of your cervix. each vein and ridge moulded itself into your malleable gummy walls, as if his cock wanted to make sure that you’d never forget him.

“nn— ngh…” reo moaned, getting caught up with his words. “aah… y’so big, reo…” you mewled. your touchy hands moving to feel up his chest, sculpted by the gods. at your compliment, reo breathily laughed, simply nodding in response.

you pressed your tits against his abs, giving your nipples the stimulation they so desperately needed. “agh— hey now, babe… don’t get needy, just be patient…” he cooed, holding your chin in his palm as he looked you in the eye.

it wasn’t often that reo would initiate eye contact during sex. so, just a glance from his deep violet eyes had made you embarrassingly wetter than a waterfall. “ngh… d—don’t tease me, reo…” you shyly swatted his hand away, not knowing how to react.

“oh? alright then.” reo scoffed lightly as he jerked his hips up to impale you from below. the hand that had been so carefully holding your head up, snuck down to rub rough and clumsy circles around your clit.

the rough pads of his fingerprint imbedded its pattern onto your clit, effectively rendering you fucked out of your mind— despite his lack of experience.

reo moaned out— a little louder than he would’ve liked— as he moved to bite on his wrist. he muffled his loud moans as he tried to cope with how your tight, wet walls suffocated his dick.

and while reo was a mess, you weren’t faring as well either. your eyes rolled into the back of your skull, and your hands dug into his back like you were scared you’d fly off from how rough his thrusts were.

“reo!” you cried out. your throat felt raw from how much you screamed. “m’gonna cum, baby!” you moaned out. reo nodded. he let go of his wrist— dripping with drool and marked with his own teeth— and used his heavy hand to grab your scalp.

“agh… na…” reo moaned out, stopping himself from what he was about to say. “holy fucking shit…” he whimpered, “cum. now— do it.” he commanded, with just a little bit of desperation. though the lack of a pet name saddened you, it’s not like you could’ve gone against his words when you were at the brink.

like reo had commanded, you came— leaking your juice all over his cock. reo grunted at how restrictive your tight walls felt, and surrendered to his pleasure.

he slowed down the upwards force of his thrusts as he melted like jelly into the bed, the wet squelch that came from your cunt echoing through the room less and less until it stopped completely.

reo pulled out of you and gently dropped you beside him onto the bed. he peeled off the overfilled condom from his cock and sealed it shut with a knot and dropped it into the trash.

he landed back into bed beside you, slightly hesitating when you hugged his side. “are you feeling alright, dear?” he asked. his voice could not have been louder than the crickets that hum at night. “yeah… just kinda tired…” you murmured, snuggling closer. reo nodded, and pat the top of your head. “rest well. you earned it.” he snickered.

you nodded and closed your eyes for a nap. that was what you loved most about reo, he was a gentleman at heart. he cared for you, but he didn’t love you.

that was something reo could never admit though. no matter how much he was convinced he loved you, it didn’t change the fact that he had almost moaned out nagi’s name at that moment.

he threw his head back. god, he was so close. just a little bit more and he’d cum himself silly. he had, quite literally, licked your panties clean. there was nothing left to savor, but his own saliva. “fuck…” he whined, almost a cry as he stuffed his cock into your panties, moving the thin fabric up and down. tears started to form in his eyes as he bucked his hips up. and with just one final squeeze of his fist around his cock, he shot his load into your panties. his moans got caught in his throat as he tried to recover his breath. “y/n… ah…” he whimpered, his lips quivered while pearls of cum dripped from his dick. his vision blurred from such an intense orgasm as he relaxed into his chair.

he uses the used pantie to clean his dick up like a rag and dropped it into his drawer of shame. it was filled with panties splattered with dried cum. honestly, it’s a wonder that you haven’t run out of them yet with how many he’s taken.

the next time you had come over was to get ready for a party. some kind of gathering for all the rich kids at your college that reo had invited the both of you to. “baby, i left a hair straightener here, right? where’d you put it?” you asked, as you scouted the surface of his dorm. “hmm, i think so… maybe it’s in the drawer..?” nagi so helpfully suggested. he didn’t even look up from his phone to point out which drawer he had stuffed it in.

just by luck, you pulled open the drawer under his gaming desk and revealed the treasure cove of panties you’d lost. noticing the curious lack of sound from jostling items around or the shutting of the drawer, nagi had looked up from his phone to see you staring into his drawer of shame. his heart dropped seeing the shocked and probably violated look on your face as you saw the crusts of dried cum stuck onto each and every pantie. nagi shut off his phone as his screen displayed a ‘GAME OVER!’ screen, moving over to maybe try and stop you from storming out and instantly breaking up with him.

looks like his dirty little secret wasn’t so secret anymore.