Octania

My fiery thirst sister, here is your delightful request for your thirsty ass. I had a ...fiery time...making it. It went a bit longer than expected, because  I just don’t know how to keep things short and simple, plus it turned out more as a first time bj fic than headcanons but...oh well. 😂

Warnings: Smut, NSFW

Word count: 2.2 k

Short description: You had the honors to be the first woman that had her mouth on Beni’s and Vulcan’s cock. 😂

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Benimaru Shinmon x Reader / Vulcan x Reader Headcanons (NSFW, 18+)

Benimaru Shinmon x Reader 

There was a reason you waited for a late midnight hour to make your way to the bath house. It was empty. Well, almost. The passion for warm steaming water and peace and quiet was shared by your new boyfriend, the most respected man in your town, Benimaru Shinmon, the demolishing king of Asakusa.

 You shivered every time that description of him was mentioned, and it was not because of fear. The ideas that popped in your head on the word demolishing, were far from destructive…well at least not in the bad way.

You tried to calm your sexual fantasies and lewd desires, but seeing that man even in his clothes made your pressure high, and the fact that you two were still dating in secret and that moments of pure adrenaline when you were hiding in the dark corners to steal a kiss or two, which turned into a heated making out session were your would barely catch air between your lips crashing on each other, was not very helpful either.

How the hell did your thirty ass think that seeing him naked would be any easier?

It started innocent enough, going after him or before him, meeting him only in the hallways, stealing a glance of his naked muscular torso. You loved the sight after the bath more, because those firm muscles were glistering from the water, as the drops followed the perfect shape of his wide shoulders all the way across his chest, just to disappear in the wet towel around his hips. You barely managed to restrain yourself from licking your lips after imagining what is hiding under it. You would dry that part of his body better than any towel, that is for sure.

This time, you were sick of imagining things, touching yourself in that bath all alone after he makes your imagination running wild because of his appearance. If you are going to risk being caught doing that kind of things in a public tub, it might as well be with him. It was about time people knew he was yours anyways.

Knowing the exact time when Beni will go to take his bath, you waited patiently before entering the area. Finally, the time has come. And there he was, just on the usual spot, sitting with half of his body underwater, leaning on the edge of the tub on his elbows. Even though his strong back was relaxed, every muscle was shown from even a slightest movement. His raven hair half moist, a few strands of his hair glued to his forehead from the moisture. The beads of sweat sliding down from his neck to his collarbone.

You could not resist, you sneaked up to him with steps light as feathers, sliding your palms across his eyes. He jerked under your touch, but quickly relaxed when he recognized the two small hands holding him.

 Benimaru was not a shy person, he just kept his emotions to himself most of the time, but you sure did expect a bit more shyness than this. After all, he is naked in front of you, and the water is not that turbid to hide what is underneath.

“What are you doing here (Y/N)?”- his words were shaped with steam, and tone of his voice calm.

“Taking a bath, same as you.” – you ran your hands through his hair all the way to his broad shoulders, gripping them, starting to massage him tenderly. But what you really did not expect is what you get in return.

Benimaru would grab you on the forearm, pulling you into his lap. Splashing water did not bother him at all, while you were now in his arms, with soaked towel wrapped around you. You gazed at him in surprise, but his phlegmatic expression did not change one bit.

“You said you were taking a bath..well, now you are.”- two could play this game, you thought. You grabbed the end of your towel, pulling the wet and heavy thing away, now touching his bare skin with yours. Water covered you up to your collarbones, but you knew everything is more than visible.

“Now I am taking a bath.”- you move on his legs, pushing yourself up to get closer to him. You heard a deep growl coming from his throat. You were too close, and his body would react naturally to it. Even more when you leaned in to kiss him. The sensation of your needy kisses and light moans only made him wrap his arms around you and pull you closer. You could feel his dick brushing over you tight. He said nothing, as he pulled away from a kiss for a moment, breathing on your lips. His eyes were half closed. You could feel on his body he was restraining something, some wild desire that was slowly consuming him.

Your soft skin did wonders on the his sensitive parts, and he showed no embarrassment to the fact that he is rock hard. Although it sure didn’t seem like it, but Benimaru never had such an intimate moment with a woman, you were the first. Self-confidence had nothing to do with his bold behavior, but the hurricane of emotions you got him feeling was the reason even shame could not get to him. His usual “i don’t give a damn” expression was not just upgraded to the all serious “I am giving everything in my power not to destroy your pussy here and now”. You could sense it, and it made you crazy. You were not playing games any longer.

You stuck your tongue out, licking your way down his yaw, across his chest, to his ribs, and down under the water. His body tensed when you dived in, all so shamelessly. Seeing, or better said, feeling your tender lips reaching the base of his cock made him slide his hand on to your back, to lightly push you down, keep you from floating out. You started to make your way up from his base with your soft muscle caressing every bulging veins on that tender skin. The water made the friction a bit harder, but it did not bother you. When you reached the tip, you squeezed it with your lips, feeling the thick drips of precum spread around the surface of your tongue. Sucking the bitter-sweet drops, you ducked your head down, relaxed your throat and started sucking it all in.

 He could feel tingling in his whole body when you first tried to swallow his whole dick. Your hot mouth wrapped around his length, barely taking it in because of the size, woke up the beast in him. He wanted it deeper, but he know if he rock his hips up, you will choke on it. So he grabbed your hair, pulling your head up from the water gently, while his heavy cock was still in your mouth. He sat on the edge of the tub, absorbing the sight in front of him. Seeing you with your mouth full, only made his wish to move his hips grow larger. He pushed his hand on the back of your head, holding it in place, while he started pushing his dick down your throat.

He filled the tight space in seconds, and the burning desire coming from his red eyes made you give your best to stand still without air. Then he started moving. His thrusts were long and fast, as his breathing became a bit louder, jaw tightened, as he squeezed the edge of the tub with his free hand. The pressure he put on that wood made it crack, but better that then you. The destructing side of him was finally visible, and you wanted it all.

Jerking your head ahead and back in fractional strokes, you caught the pace of his rhythm. The stimulation from your moves made him lose it, as you can taste more of his precum leaking down your throat.

“Fuck…(Y/N)..I will..”- without even thinking about pulling it out, he released a load of thick warm cum. He wanted you to suck it dry, you could see it in his eyes, and feel it by the way he was still holding  your head. Your gaze carried a simple answer- “Yes captain.”- you sucked the liquid as it was your favorite thing, licking that tip clean in the end.

Joseph Vulcan x Reader

Vulcan loved when you would accompany him while he worked. He loved having you around, watching your amazed expression as he fixed or created new things. The spark of interest in your eyes just made him even prouder of his work, and thankful for having you as a girlfriend.

But, when you would came and sit on his lap, moving that hips around  because every time you saw something interesting you started jumping  up and down, making him have a hard time. Hard. Time.

He tried to readjust his sitting position, hiding the stiff erection the best he could, but he failed this time. Your merciless bouncing made his member wake up in seconds, pushing his jeans up, begging to be released.

Once you felt something underneath poking  you, you turned to him, just to see his flustered face.

“I am so sorry, (Y/N)!”- he almost yelled, trying to get up, but there is no way you are going to let him leave after feeling that over sized delight calling out for you. You pushed him back on the chair, turning around to face him.

“(Y/N)…”- he gasped as he felt your hands following the trail of his biceps, gazing at his tattoos. The seductive caressing of his skin made his heart beat in crazy rhythm like a broken clock. Seeing his big green eyes so full of confusion and his lips in a thin line made you giggle.

“Relax baby.”  - you whispered in a foxy voice, as your hands started to unbuckle his belt and unzip his jeans. Your hands would trace the outlines of his length over his boxers, exploring the glorious shape that man was blessed with. Your every tender stroke over it made Vulcan exhale deeply, trying to suppress the groans. But his efforts went down the drain when you pushed your hands under the flexible material, placing his dick in your palm. The skin on skin feeling made him tilt his head, and when you did a first stroke from the tip to the base, his voice finally went out.

 “Shit, babe….”- it sounded like a roar, and it made you continue your little show, wanting to see how else you can make him feel.

You were sure he had experience with women before, and you were not completely wrong. He was a catch, he liked the company, but a few dates were as far as his past relationships went. No, not because he would hit it and quit it, he did not go that far. Vulcan was a man who loved the idea of family. A group where mutual respect and love would be shared unconditionally, so the idea of his lover was similar. After all, he was the king of that family, and the affection for his queen is enormous. But, he did not let just anyone sit on that throne, he gave himself time to find the right one. And here you are, getting the honor of satisfying that king for the first time.

You were on your knees in no time. You pulled his boxers down, now facing the swollen tip which had a pearl of precum leaking from it. You gazed at Vulcan’s face. Putting his hand behind his neck  made his biceps pop out so much it looked like a mountain, his expression a definition of raw desire. You kept the eye contact as you leaned in, licking around the tip. His jaw tightened, as a growl went from his throat. After a few long licks on the side of his cock, you started to jerk it at the base , while you were sucking the part from the tip all the way to your hand.

“(Y/N)…”- he moaned your name not taking his eyes from you, reaching with his free hand to your cheek. He caressed your skin with his fingers, making tender circular motions with his thump on your jaw, eventually pulling you closer to make you take it in your mouth more.

 As the king wants, king gets. Your hand started to pick up the pace, and so did your mouth, swallowing his thick cock till it reached your throat. The saliva dripped from the corner of your mouth, but he did not mind, he loved the sight in front of him.

“That’s it babe…fuck..you are so good.”- he kept petting your face as you were playing with your tongue around his cock while sucking. The electric feeling in his body was building up, and you could feel that he was close because his dick started to twitch, his hand started to grip on your jaw harder.

To please your king and give him a happy ending, you removed your hand without warning, ducking down, swallowing the whole thing to the base. It triggered just what you wanted.

“Fucking hell babe!”- he roared, pulling it out, aiming for your tits, as he painted your skin with white strings of cum. After all, he wanted to mark his queen to the end.

This one will be gender neutral

Warnings: NSFW, rough sex, gagging, spanking, oral sex, anal sex, deep throat

Nicolas Brown is a man that is rough around the edges, but the fact is he is a sweetheart under that armor of pure muscle and deadly abilities. His cares greatly about those close to him, even though he shows it in his own reserved way, and you as his better half are given a golden treatment and God given patience. Although…it is never a good idea to provoke a beast, even a tamed one, and your Twilight teddy bear can turn into a wild sexual predator within minutes..

Nicolas is fully aware of his strength,and that you are fragile as a glass figure comparing to him, so he is always careful, even in sex…well, he tries to be… When his arousal on your teasing becomes unbearable and he thinks he would not be able to control himself once he has his hands on you, he tries to get away and let the steam out with some push-ups, but your tempting ass is right there in seconds, coming in his room wearing your tight yoga pants, asking can you join him, not waiting for an answer, but just sitting a meter in front of him, stretching out with your ass in the air, waving it sensually, feeling his hungry eyes glued on your body at all times. This was the final straw, and what follows tests your limits:

Nicolas would appear behind you like a ghost, you would not even hear a sound of his movement until his deep breathing is not right next to your ear. You would try to turn, but his callused palms would push your head on the floor, pulling your hips towards him, as his strong chest are pressed on your beck. You try to wiggle, being playful, but fun and games are long gone, and once you hear the deep growl like thunder coming from his throat and a sharp slap on your ass , you know he had enough. But one slap is not enough…he would bite his path from your earlobe, to your neck, along your shoulder, to your back, getting closer to your spine. Biting and sucking your tender flesh and each red mark is accompanied with another slap on your ass, to make you remember what you have done. He would mark you all the way to your lower back, here his teeth would grab your thight yoga pants, and with one strong pull, he tears the fabric, exposing your bare flesh to his hungry gaze and burning desire. 

Don’t think for a moment Nicolas is only going to fuck you silly for this, making a rough sex your only punishment. This A/0 ranked Twilight is creative and vengeful, making his next step an answer to your sneaky ways, but raises the stakes, getting on a next level. His thick fingers spread your ass cheeks, sinking into your flesh violently, making sure your heated entrance is nicely exposed for his cock. You squirm and moan, he can feel your voice vibrations, but he ignores it. A few drops of his warm saliva fall from his soft lips right on your gaping whole, while he pushes his hips upwards, pressing his swollen tip on it, rubbing it slowly, almost gently, just to ignite your expectation. And he takes his sweet time…brushing his rock hard cock with two bulging veins along it, pressing your ass cheeks to cover it whole, while he enjoys the friction and you are left painfully empty. Just when he senses your first tortured cries, he grabs his towel and shoves it in your mouth,kissing your cheek and putting your head back on the floor, and decides to become even more evil, by pushing only his pulsating tip in for a second while stroking your hair gently, and just when you think he will fuck you, he pulls out, again making circular motions along your tight hole, teasing himself, but making you insane.

But your tight ass is giving him even more problems, making things even harder, pulling out even more impossible, so he decides to finally push in, feeling how your body tenses when his insanely thick dick spreads your walls, not even giving you the time to get used to the size. And he does not give you the mercy of pulling out, no, he slams into you more, only pushing more in even though there is nowhere else to go. His strong hand grab your wrists, placing them on your back,while he pulls your hips closer, making you sink on that giant cock , until he lifts you fully with one hand with such remarkable ease,  making you bounce on it. His deep gasps turn into a few broken words that make you lose it, when you hear his deep voice shape the words “Do..you..like..it?” - you nod frantically while Nicolas abuses your whole until it is full of his hot sperm.

Nicolas also knows how to tame your bitchy mouth. When you wont stop licking your lips and shaping the filthy words to him to make him go crazy, you find yourself on the table, with your back glued to the wooden surface, your head hanging on the side, while he is right in front of you. This only can end in a few heated ways:

He will make you lick it all around, caressing the velvety skin around his cock, while he hold your jaw to guide you to his most sensitive places.

Squeezing your cheeks and pushing his whole throbbing cock in, filling your tight throat until you are unable to breathe, training you to take a deep breath every time he pulls, because when he slams his dick back in, there is nothing but that heavy meat left inside your mouth.

Holding your hair tightly and forcing you to suck it while he leans and starts sampling your sex with his soft lips, making it nearly impossible to concentrate, but you have no choice. The moment you stop sucking, he is pulling your hair and forcing your head down, fucking your mouth harder to remind you that this is your punishment and you have to obey. 

He would never admit it, but Nicolas loves to see his sperm dripping from your holes, and even more so when you become a little nasty thing and put a little show for him. His favorites are:

When he fills you up and his load drips from your abused whole, but you smear it around with your fingers, collecting some with them and bringing it to your mouth, staring in his eyes while licking it off like a melted ice cream.

That definitely would be....

BENIMARU SHINMON.

He has no interest for average social contacts and communications, but we are talking about establishing dominance and labeling his territory here, and with that, he does not fuck around.

You would never see it coming, never dream of one so phlegmatic person having such perverse ways of marking something as his.

He would start slow, letting himself enjoy inserting the bites on your skin, barely handling the view of the sexy proof that you belong to him on your body. He got so aroused the first time he got you on your back in his bed, squirming under his touch as he explored every line and bump in your body with his mouth. First he would taste the place he found interesting enough to mark, licking around it slowly, sampling the sweet favor of his beloved. Seeing how your chest goes in waves up and down on his licks, arching your back to push yourself higher and grind on his firm torso, made him grab your waist by surprise, letting out this wild need, holding you in place as he took the first bite of this delicious apple. It was just below your breasts, close enough to make you scream, far enough to make this a torture. He sucked and bit the sensitive skin, feeling how his hard member impatiently grows more and more under his pants, wanting to mark you even from the inside. And that would be exactly what would happen.

Believe it or not, Benimaru is sneaky. He would fuck you till you are not able to know you name, making you completely unaware of his actions and intentions. While pleasuring you to the seventh heaven, rocking his hips wildly,filling that room with the sound of skin crashing on skin and wetness spreading along his base because you are fucking soaked, he would leave the marks almost insensibly.

When he wants to give in into his own favorites, he marks you along your belly and sides of your waist, so you are reminded how he went down on you, where he ended....one swollen mark right above your pussy shamelessly gives away what he had done to you, how he had you in every way imaginable, how he got to touch and examine every inch on you.

But...when he is sick and tired of preying eyes sizing up what is his, he makes sure that you are unmistakably marked. Good luck wearing dresses, because he will go for the legs and thighs. Kissing your ankles as he travels up your leg, landing his crafty mouth on your calf, starting to create the first sign that everyone needs to back the hell off. He does not stop. One by one, a dark red and purple bite marks line up all the way to your tender thighs, and ohh boyy...you better not wear a bikini soon, because the masterpiece is made right where your leg ends and your pussy starts, reminding you of the feeling of his warm breaths, sound of sucking and then what came next after he was done painting you with his bites.....licking you dry.

He makes sure you do not wear cleavage. You really think he would bother arguing with you about it? Wasting his breath and making him look too obsessive? He takes the most effective and pleasurable way of getting what he wants. He makes your chest his canvas, making you wear the art of his skilled mouth all over yourbreasts and chest. Even under your bra there is proof of his invading, all around your nipples there are chains of his nibbles.

No need to say, summer to you means hell because there are two choices-covered head to toe in a hundred degrees to hide the marks, or let everyone witness just where he was on your body.

Dickcanons for Benimaru Shinmon and Obi Akitaru + few extensions.

Benimaru Shinmon

That silent and reserved captain is holding a 8.1 ‘‘ delight in his pants, waiting eagerly to be released and used to spread your velvety walls.

He is cut, his tender skin showing two prominent veins curving around his shaft.  His girth is a bit over 7′‘, gives a nice stretch to your heated whole. Benimaru is a bit more thicker around his base, and he uses that to his advantage when he buries himself into you.

His dark red, swollen tip is highly sensitive, and you can hear his grunts getting louder when that part is getting more attention. To stimulate that sweet spot he prefers:

You licking that thick lollipop with the tip of your tongue. When your soft muscle is brushing over his pulsating tip, his hands often end up in your hair, forcing you to take it in your mouth, and you better suck it delicately, because when you put too much pressure on his throbbing head he will shove his dick down your throat.

Beni enjoys teasing himself along your slit. His sensitive tip sending electric impulses along his spine when the he rubs his cock around your entrance, as the friction is just right before you get all moist. If you move too much while he does this and make his head too moist from the juices spilling from your heated whole, he will pin you down to the bed and force his cock into you with no warning, pushing all the way to his base.

Titty fucking you is a treat he rarely misses. He loves to see you squeezing your soft flesh around his girth and how his tip comes out between them and right in your mouth for a nice suck. This stimulation often takes time because he enjoys getting overly stimulated, getting his dick painfully stiff from that teasing, and once he is overwhelmed, he takes it out on your insides.

Benimaru mostly enjoys the doggy style position, as he can achieve the deepest penetration in this way, also being able to poke at your G spot, making you a moaning mess while he holds your hips steady and thrusts so hard you end up falling on the mattress, but that does not stop him, as his full weight comes down on you. His firm chest glued on your shoulder blades, keeping you down as he grabs your ass cheeks, his thick fingers sinking in your flesh, spreading them to reach as deep as humanly possible inside of you.

Benimaru despises condoms. The rubber kills the feeling and feels unnatural to him. Bare in mind that he is not a one night stand guy, so when you are having the honor of getting intimate with him, in his head you two are soulmates, and what he does to you, he only will do to you for the rest of his life, so he prefers to feel the skin on skin contact, and your insides are his, and he will conquer them with no obstacles.

Benimaru prefers to cum inside of you, watching your toes curls and your watery eyes glued on his mismatched ones, as he gives a few merciless hits to warn you that he is going to fill you up. He is a perverse one, believe that, as he likes to lean next to your ear just seconds before he is done, brushing his hand along your cheek, whispering “It will be ok..take it in…take it all in for me..” - before his sperm starts to squirt in your womb.

Obi Akitaru

His dick matches the rest of his body, as Obi is a proud owner of the 9 inch monster.

Better believe his girth is almost overwhelming to take in, your walls are put to a test with 8′ heavy meat spreading you until you scream so loud the neighborhood even knows what is going on in your bedroom.

His fat cock slightly curves upwards, with pulsating vein adorning the underside. The plump purplish head always smeared with a few drops of  precum, as it starts dripping as fast as he gets hard on you. He likes it clean, so you better get on your knees and lick it off or spread your legs and watch him brush it off inside of you.

Obi is uncut, and when his stiffness kicks in and his tip blooms outside that smooth skin, he prefers to be jerked off. The view on you in a submission on your knees or on your belly in front of him, wrapping your fragile little hands around this giant cock and squeeze it as tightly as you can while spitting on it and licking the sides, makes him paint your face with white sticky strings of cum in no time.

Obi is sensitive all over, but the thing that gets him the most is the tightness around his girth, so:

You can see his jaw clenching and muscles tensing when you are close to your orgasm, your inner walls responding by sucking his throbbing meaty cock in mercilessly, refusing to let go. He needs to concentrate very hard in that moment not to explode and give you his load too early, but the sound of your name murmured between his squeezed lips and tightened jaw gives you a pretty good idea of his enjoyment, plus his hits became slower and shallow, rubbing your clit with his thumb so you can get your release but he can keep the sweet chase of his a bit more. That means, you will have to cum for him a few times during sex so he can enjoy your small pussy getting even tighter.

Obi adores when you suck in hard, creating the unbearable pressure around his plump head, while your hand is busy around his shaft, just a inch above his base so you can jerk it properly. He can’t help it,he intertwines his fingers with your hair, brushing it, praising you while you have your mouth full (literally). “Good girl, you love that cock don’t you..yeah..my precious girl..suck it more..don’t stop..” or “Relax your throat, I will go all in, ok? Fuck y-yeah…a bit more…good, nicely done gorgeous..daddy will fuck it now, ok? Ok..here we go baby..” He rocks his hips while tears pool in the corners of your eyes, slowly breathing through your nose and swallowing that cock the best you can.

As you already figured out, Obi is a deep throat kind of guy. That tight space is just full of potential for his needs, so he like to train you to be perfectly still and durable while he gets off by fucking you in the mouth. But, if you are a good girl, you will get your reward after, as Obi is a giver too, and he likes to eat you up. Furthermore, one of his favorite candy is…your icing sliding down your sex. He licks it like it is ice cream, moaning silently, making you flustered and embarrassed to see and hear him enjoying it so openly.

Obi’s favorite position is to stand up, grab you by the ass, pick you up and land you on his stone hard cock. In this way he can control everything, the speed, the amount of his dick getting inside, the rhythm…every single decision is his, and seeing you helplessly moaning in his hands while he fucks you how he wants and how long he wants makes his blood boil. His favorite moment is when you cum a few times, being overly stimulated and your head falls on his strong shoulder, and you whisper that you can’t take no more, but he keeps going, kissing your cheek and saying - “Yes you can beautiful..you can for daddy..” he kisses you once more, slamming all of his length in you to get every scream left in you out, before he pulls out and cums on your pussy, one of his favorite places.

Baby, I know it took a few days, but your ask inspired me to do this HEADCANONS, so I hope they will help you through your pain. 🥺 🥺 💗

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Benimaru Shinmon x Reader // Obi Akitaru x Reader HEADCANONS

Word count: 1.3 k

Warnings: None

Short description : How would Obi and Beni help you go through your painful period days. 🥺

Obi Akitaru

.Obi Akitaru is the type of man women have been dreaming about since they were little. All those stories about the prince charming coming in your most difficult moments, came true when he entered your life, showing you that fairy tales are real, and that he doesn't need a sword and a horse to be your savior, this hero comes dressed to the  firefighting uniform.... not bad when you think about it better, right?

You mood swings and nasty tamper do not intimidate this buff. Truth be told, seeing your face all flustered, nagging about most silly things and just roll around holding a pillow, mumbling how you want sweets gets his face all flustered and the corners of his lips curls into the most adorable smile. He sat down next to you on your peach colored  blanket, diving under the big pillow shaped like a fluffy cat that he bought you for your second date, searching for your cute little face twisted in a expression of dissatisfaction. When his caramel eyes caught yours, he pushed himself a bit further, placing a soft kiss on the tip of your nose, sliding his hands under you and picking you up like you weight  nothing at all and landing you on his prominent chest, curling you up by cupping your ass in his palm and pushing you up so your scalp kisses his chin, as he starts playing with your hair with one hand and patting your back with the other. “What kind of snacks do you want? “- he whispers in a tender and caring voice, lowering his head so he can look at you. “Would you like some (your favorite candy) or something else princess?”- kissing the corner of your eye to wipe the tear of joy that got there from how emotional you’ve got releasing what a perfect man you have.

Obi would check the ways to make your suffering easier. First he would collect the knowledge on the field, meaning when your first PMS struck, he watched and listened carefully what you desired, wanted and how you acted, adapting to you needs fully. The other way he expended his horizons were just simply googling what do to make your pain go away and make you as comfy as possible.

 From the few things he gathered, one was to make the cramps go away, by heating the water and placing it in a rubber container that was shaped like a round pillow, maybe 10 inches wide, and placing the warm thing on your lower back. The feeling of it heating your back made the nasty cramps get less painful, soothing sensation taking over. You melted on his act like marshmallows in the steaming cup of coco he brought for you as well, to make your taste buds get the candy they crave and to make your insides warm as well.

He would decorate the bathroom with scented candles, making the environment relaxing while you take a hot shower, putting on your favorite music on his ipod and just creating a heaven of experience from nothing more than a simple shower. When you would be done, you would notice a brand new robe placed on the edge of the washing machine. It was pushy and smooth on the touch, in your favorite color. When you put it on you realized the hood had two cat ears on it. A familiar voice made you jump from surprise when he spoke just from the outside the bathroom. “Because you are my little kitty.”

 When you stepped out of the bathroom, he picked you up, carrying you to the bedroom that had only the small decorative light bulbs on, your bed filled with plushy pillows and blankets, table next to the bed covered in bowls full of snacks and candy, and next to it a freshly ordered pizza that had steam rising from the cardboard box. On the TV, you realized you favorite move was paused, waiting for you to place your head comfortably on his strong chest, while he massages your belly with his wide palm, making slow, tender circular motions to ease the tension inside.

Benimaru Shinmon

Believe it or not, Benimaru handled your tantrums from PMS rather well. Sure, at first he was confused, not sure how to approach you after you started yelling on him for stupid things or just being rude for no reason at all, but when he saw you placing your hand on your belly or back and suffering in silence for a few minutes, waiting for the cramps to go away, his heart sank, not being able to just stand there and do nothing while you were in pain. First thing he did, was slowly walking to you, placing his hands on your tummy and lower back under your shirt. You asked what he was doing, but he said nothing, just placing his chin on your shoulder. Suddenly, you felt a warm sensation spreading on your skin, making your pain slowly to fade away. You closed your eyes, leaning on his wide chest while he continued heating his palms and releasing you from the unpleasant feeling.

He would go to the market, approaching the wise old ladies on the stands, explaining how he needs something to cure your condition but still to be tasty. “I heard they like sweet things in that…um..time.”. Old woman laughed when he said it like it was a disease and he desperately wanted to cure you from it. But from the look on his worried face she suppressed the need to tease him, and packed the most delicious fruit tea made based on a traditional recipe.

In the evening, he made sure that the bathhouse was empty, taking you there by surprise. He turned all the lights off, leaving only a trail of torches around the bath itself. He uncovered his hand, slipping it under his blue haori, and releasing his flame, lighting the torches with ease like they were candles. “You have the place for yourself (Y/N). Relax and enjoy it.”- he placed a kiss on your forehead, shifting his hand from your shoulder to your back, cuddling you slowly, while he murmured under the kiss. “There is a teapot full of delicious tea. Woman on the market said it will help.”- he smiled, jerking his head in the direction of the small wooden platter on the edge of the bath. On it, there was  a beautiful porcelain teapot that was painted with sakura flowers, and a small cup with the same print. Tears almost fell from your glossy eyes when you saw how much he tried to make it easier for you.

He would cook for you, even asking Konro to help him so he is sure he does not screw this up. Older man accepted without saying a word, proudly gazing upon how Waka is giving his best to make you happy.

The dinner would be in your garden, as you sat in his lap and he was resting his back on the wide trunk of the tree. He fed you sushi and other delicious things he made with chopsticks, listing to you carefully while caressing your cheek with his. He would even go so far from his usual self that he would bite the mochi, pushing the other half towards your mouth while he was still holding the other part, making you eat it from his lips and when you bit the other half you two met halfway into a tender kiss.

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UUUUUUUUUU this is a truly interesting question indeed. Zombeni, you always have such juicy questions. 👌 😈 

Let me see....I will exclude Obi in the beginning because that man would be heartbroken in the very start. He is a type to attach himself to his s/o and fucking her and then leaving is a big “no” for him. He needs that emotional part, craves it, and would not let go.He is a teddy bear type, loves commitment and enjoys emotions, so something without them would be a big problem for this buff.

Benimaru, he is literally too lazy to engage in that kind of thing. Also,  I do see him very traditional, he has a lack of interest for cheap trills and do respect the fact of true and eternal love, and values marriage. Old fashioned but hay, man has a reason. To him, it represents a unity, and declares war on all that would touch what is literally his now. He want you to feel respect and be a honest woman under his arm with his last name. So no dick before wedding, Mrs. Shinmon.

Konro, I will not even talk about it because we all know he is even a worse case than Benimaru, so again, if you want a dick, give your hand for a ring.

Vulcan...now the red haired one is really a tricky one. He does value family yes, that would be a bit problematic part for him, but I think he would actually manage pull this off...but only temporary I am afraid. He would go and please you till the morning sends him away, but the  emerald eyed boy would catch feeling fast enough,and would try to stay the night, cook breakfast in the morning... little things to make you comfy around him and give you time to chew the idea that this is going to be something more.

Hinawa, now this is something that is reaaaalyy interesting to me. So, we have a man who is obsessed with rules and protocols, doing things by the book. But then again, I do believe he would actually , maybe, even be the best at this. Hear me out. If you two reach the agreement that you will only have sex and nothing else, he will respect it and FOLLOW THE RULES. So, if the rules are-no feelings, just hardcore fucking, better not expect no flowers anytime soon, because he will play by the rules. Fuck buddy material for sure, but would be very complicated if you catch feelings, even if he does because just imagine- he broke the main rule, what in the Sol’s name are we gonna do now?

Leonard Burns...surely is able to be a fuck buddy only. His mind is able to block the feelings and go for the easy thing, and beware, he would play dirty. I can see the guy doing you and just charmingly smiling when he walks out that door, but if he sees you with another guy, that is a big no-no. Although there is no commitment between you two, he is selfish,and would come and pull you by the hand while staring the competition  down. That night he would really fuck you until you are not able to walk. That would be his way of saying- You are mine.- without actual words. In conclusion- worst one yet.

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My fiery thirst sister, here is your delightful request for your thirsty ass. I had a ...fiery time...making it. It went a bit longer than expected, because  I just don’t know how to keep things short and simple, plus it turned out more as a first time bj fic than headcanons but...oh well. 😂

Warnings: Smut, NSFW

Word count: 2.2 k

Short description: You had the honors to be the first woman that had her mouth on Beni’s and Vulcan’s cock. 😂

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Benimaru Shinmon x Reader / Vulcan x Reader Headcanons (NSFW, 18+)

Benimaru Shinmon x Reader 

There was a reason you waited for a late midnight hour to make your way to the bath house. It was empty. Well, almost. The passion for warm steaming water and peace and quiet was shared by your new boyfriend, the most respected man in your town, Benimaru Shinmon, the demolishing king of Asakusa.

 You shivered every time that description of him was mentioned, and it was not because of fear. The ideas that pooped in your head on the word demolishing, was far from destructive…well at least not in the bad way.

You tried to calm your sexual fantasies and lewd desires, but seeing that man even in his clothes made your pressure high, and the fact that you two were still dating in secret and that moments of pure adrenaline when you were hiding in the dark corners to steal a kiss or two, which turned into a heated making out session were your would barely catch air between your lips crashing on each other, was not very helpful either.

How the hell did your thirty ass think that seeing him naked would be any easier?

It started inocent enough, going after him or before him, meeting him only in the hallways, stealing a glance of his naked muscular torso. You loved the sight after the bath more, because those firm muscles were glistering from the water, as the drops followed the perfect shape of his wide shoulders all the way across his chest, just to disappear in the wet towel around his hips. You barely managed to restrain yourself from licking your lips after imagining what is hiding under it. You would dry that part of his body better than any towel, that is for sure.

This time, you were sick of imagining things, touching yourself in that bath all alone after he makes your imagination running wild because of his appearance. If you are going to risk being caught doing that kind of things in a public tub, it might as well be with him. It was about time people knew he was yours anyways.

Knowing the exact time when Beni will go to take his bath, you waited patiently before entering the area. Finally, the time has come. And there he was, just on the usual spot, sitting with half of his body underwater, leaning on the edge of the tub on his elbows. Even though his strong back was relaxed, every muscle was shown from even a slightest movement. His raven hair half moist, a few strands of his hair glued to his forehead from the moisture. The beads of sweat sliding down from his neck to his collarbone.

You could not resist, you sneaked up to him with steps light as feathers, sliding your palms across his eyes. He jerked under your touch, but quickly relaxed when he recognized the two small hands holding him.

 Benimaru was not a shy person, he just kept his emotions to himself most of the time, but you sure did expect a bit more shyness than this. After all, he is naked in front of you, and the water is not that turbid to hide what is underneath.

“What are you doing here (Y/N)?”- his words were shaped with steam, and tone of his voice calm.

“Taking a bath, same as you.” – you ran your hands through his hair all the way to his broad shoulders, gripping them, starting to massage him tenderly. But what you really did not expect is what you get in return.

Benimaru would grab you on the forearm, pulling you into his lap. Splashing water did not bother him at all, while you were now in his arms, with soaked towel wrapped around you. You gazed at him in surprise, but his phlegmatic expression did not change one bit.

“You said you were taking a bath..well, now you are.”- two could play this game, you thought. You grabbed the end of your towel, pulling the wet and heavy thing away, now touching his bare skin with yours. Water covered you up to your collarbones, but you knew everything is more than visible.

“Now I am taking a bath.”- you move on his legs, pushing yourself up to get closer to him. You heard a deep growl coming from his throat. You were too close, and his body would react naturally to it. Even more when you leaned in to kiss him. The sensation of your needy kisses and light moans only made him wrap his arms around you and pull you closer. You could feel his dick brushing over you tight. He said nothing, as he pulled away from a kiss for a moment, breathing on your lips. His eyes were half closed. You could feel on his body he was restraining something, some wild desire that was slowly consuming him.

Your soft skin did wonders on the his sensitive parts, and he showed no embarrassment to the fact that he is rock hard. Although it sure didn’t seem like it, but Benimaru never had such an intimate moment with a woman, you were the first. Self-confidence had nothing to do with his bold behavior, but the hurricane of emotions you got him feeling was the reason even shame could not get to him. His usual “i don’t give a damn” expression was not just upgraded to the all serious “I am giving everything in my power not to destroy your pussy here and now”. You could sense it, and it made you crazy. You were not playing games any longer.

You stuck your tongue out, licking your way down his yaw, across his chest, to his ribs, and down under the water. His body tensed when you dived in, all so shamelessly. Seeing, or better said, feeling your tender lips reaching the base of his cock made him slide his hand on to your back, to lightly push you down, keep you from floating out. You started to make your way up from his base with your soft muscle caressing every bulging veins on that tender skin. The water made the friction a bit harder, but it did not bother you. When you reached the tip, you squeezed it with your lips, feeling the thick drips of precum spread around the surface of your tongue. Sucking the bitter-sweet drops, you ducked your head down, relaxed your throat and started sucking it all in.

 He could feel tingling in his whole body when you first tried to swallow his whole dick. Your hot mouth wrapped around his length, barely taking it in because of the size, woke up the beast in him. He wanted it deeper, but he know if he rock his hips up, you will choke on it. So he grabbed your hair, pulling your head up from the water gently, while his heavy cock was still in your mouth. He sat on the edge of the tub, absorbing the sight in front of him. Seeing you with your mouth full, only made his wish to move his hips grow larger. He pushed his hand on the back of your head, holding it in place, while he started pushing his dick down your throat.

He filled the tight space in seconds, and the burning desire coming from his red eyes made you give your best to stand still without air. Then he started moving. His thrusts were long and fast, as his breathing became a bit louder, jaw tightened, as he squeezed the edge of the tub with his free hand. The pressure he put on that wood made it crack, but better that then you. The destructing side of him was finally visible, and you wanted it all.

Jerking your head ahead and back in fractional strokes, you caught the pace of his rhythm. The stimulation from your moves made him lose it, as you can taste more of his precum leaking down your throat.

“Fuck…(Y/N)..I will..”- without even thinking about pulling it out, he released a load of thick warm cum. He wanted you to suck it dry, you could see it in his eyes, and feel it by the way he was still holding  your head. Your gaze carried a simple answer- “Yes captain.”- you sucked the liquid as it was your favorite thing, licking that tip clean in the end.

Joseph Vulcan x Reader

Vulcan loved when you would accompany him while he worked. He loved having you around, watching your amazed expression as he fixed or created new things. The spark of interest in your eyes just made him even prouder of his work, and thankful for having you as a girlfriend.

But, when you would came and sit on his lap, moving that hips around  because every time you saw something interesting you started jumping  up and down, making him have a hard time. Hard. Time.

He tried to readjust his sitting position, hiding the stiff erection the best he could, but he failed this time. Your merciless bouncing made his member wake up in seconds, pushing his jeans up, begging to be released.

Once you felt something underneath poking  you, you turned to him, just to see his flustered face.

“I am so sorry, (Y/N)!”- he almost yelled, trying to get up, but there is no way you are going to let him leave after feeling that over sized delight calling out for you. You pushed him back on the chair, turning around to face him.

“(Y/N)…”- he gasped as he felt your hands following the trail of his biceps, gazing at his tattoos. The seductive caressing of his skin made his heart beat in crazy rhythm like a broken clock. Seeing his big green eyes so full of confusion and his lips in a thin line made you giggle.

“Relax baby.”  - you whispered in a foxy voice, as your hands started to unbuckle his belt and unzip his jeans. Your hands would trace the outlines of his length over his boxers, exploring the glorious shape that man was blessed with. Your every tender stroke over it made Vulcan exhale deeply, trying to suppress the groans. But his efforts went down the drain when you pushed your hands under the flexible material, placing his dick in your palm. The skin on skin feeling made him tilt his head, and when you did a first stroke from the tip to the base, his voice finally went out.

 “Shit, babe….”- it sounded like a roar, and it made you continue your little show, wanting to see how else you can make him feel.

You were sure he had experience with women before, and you were not completely wrong. He was a catch, he liked the company, but a few dates were as far as his past relationships went. No, not because he would hit it and quit it, he did not go that far. Vulcan was a man who loved the idea of family. A group where mutual respect and love would be shared unconditionally, so the idea of his lover was similar. After all, he was the king of that family, and the affection for his queen is enormous. But, he did not let just anyone sit on that throne, he gave himself time to find the right one. And here you are, getting the honor of satisfying that king for the first time.

You were on your knees in no time. You pulled his boxers down, now facing the swollen tip which had a pearl of precum leaking from it. You gazed at Vulcan’s face. Putting his hand behind his neck  made his biceps pop out so much it looked like a mountain, his expression a definition of raw desire. You kept the eye contact as you leaned in, licking around the tip. His jaw tightened, as a growl went from his throat. After a few long licks on the side of his cock, you started to jerk it at the base , while you were sucking the part from the tip all the way to your hand.

“(Y/N)…”- he moaned your name not taking his eyes from you, reaching with his free hand to your cheek. He caressed your skin with his fingers, making tender circular motions with his thump on your jaw, eventually pulling you closer to make you take it in your mouth more.

 As the king wants, king gets. Your hand started to pick up the pace, and so did your mouth, swallowing his thick cock till it reached your throat. The saliva dripped from the corner of your mouth, but he did not mind, he loved the sight in front of him.

“That’s it babe…fuck..you are so good.”- he kept petting your face as you were playing with your tongue around his cock while sucking. The electric feeling in his body was building up, and you could feel that he was close because his dick started to twitch, his hand started to grip on your jaw harder.

To please your king and give him a happy ending, you removed your hand without warning, ducking down, swallowing the whole thing to the base. It triggered just what you wanted.

“Fucking hell babe!”- he roared, pulling it out, aiming for your tits, as he painted your skin with white strings of cum. After all, he wanted to mark his queen to the end.