yukiakari

: ̗̀➛ pls note that i do bias maki, jo, & euijoo so theres probably more of them but i love all the members lots and if u have any recs 4 me pls send them my way :3

: ̗̀➛ u can also find more recs that i reblogged on #heis recs⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ when im too lazy to add them here lol

(also also not all of these are full fics, some r just rambles or thoughts but theyre still yum:3)

✩ = smut ★ = not smut (might still be suggestive)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ot9 / multiple members

nsfw thoughts based on birth charts - 000-dotz ✩

~340 words per member, (all members but maki)

members accidentally touching u boobs when ur not wearing a bra (hyung line) - starrihan ★

~500-700 words per member, title is pretty self explanatory lol

members accidentally touching u boobs when ur not wearing a bra (maknae line) - starrihan ★

~500-700 words per member, pt two of this one ↑

fiirst time w/ members - nichoswrld ✩

~150 words per member, (all members but 05z + maki) these r so yum

misc nsfw thoughts - 1204love  ✩

~100 words per member, (all members but maki)

thoughts abt dry humping maki + 3 way w/ fuma & kei + taki munch + yuma breeding u + model reader + fashion designer nico = munch - kireilien  ✩

~740 words, SO MANY GOOD THOUGHTS IN ONE POST

oral w/ all of the teamies - multifandom fantasies ✩

~300 words per member, receiving + giving

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ euijoo

thoughts abt jujus pretty hands - ssongsboo ✩

~380 words, euijoo fingers u w/ his pretty hands

juno - ninisdollies ✩

~4600 words, basically ur so in love with ur bf and he fucks u so good

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ fuma

fuma thighs+ u being his pocket pussy - kirelien ✩

~550 words, fuma size kink huehuehue

fumas bsf asking him to take her virginity - starrihan ✩

~1800 words, title is pretty self explanatory:p

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ kei

experience - ninisdollies ✩

~4000 words, bsf kei teaches inexperienced reader a thing or two abt bjs... hands on… (so good u have 2 read this)

expert - ninisdollies ✩

~2200 words, sequel of this one ↑ but kei also returns the favor (iykwim)

athlete k titfucks u - starrihan ✩

~600 words, basically athlete k is obsessed w/ ur tits and he titfucks in the bathroom

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ nico

de-stressing - gunilsno1 ✩

~1080 words, nicholas x f!reader, rough sex w/ nico after he has a rough day

love looks pretty on u - nicholasluvbot ★

~850 words, nico is grumpy in the morning but not when u wake him up (this one is saurrr cute)

nasty girl - byshens ✩

~1700 words

publicity stunt - wenosgf ★✩

16 chapters, ex friends to lovers, reader is an idol, 16 chapters of good writing yalll

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ yuma

yuma is obsessed w/ his bratty cheerleader gf - ninisdollie ✩

~1700 words, yuma is a football player reader is a little bratty + they fuck😛

soaked - ninisdollie ✩

~1400 words, hot tub sex on family vacationnnn

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ jo

vcard loss w/ jo - starrihan ✩

~1500 words, jo being literally the sweetest while fucking u for the first time + giving u the best aftercare ever

another vcard loss w/ jo but on both parts - serapharua ✩

~1500 words, most wholesome smut ff ever, soft dom!jo + reader having their first time tgt

thoughts abt jo having rly cold hands and #putting them in u😛 -m1ssluvyoobot ✩

~235 words, pretty self explanatory hehe i 🫶 this writing

mutual masturbation - euijoosorangeslice ✩

~450 words

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ harua

idol!reader fucks rua in bathroom - camstqr ✩

~2300 words, quickie in the bathroom before a stage😛

hot makeout sesh w/ assertive harua - ejudollz ★

~360 words, i ❤️ dom!rua

face fucking backstage - leechqnsgirl ✩

~500 words, dom!rua fucks u backstage cause ur so hot

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ taki

hard thoughts (sub!taki) - starrihan ✩

~850 words

shower sex thoughts - ejudollz ✩

~300 words

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ maki

!!! if ur looking for the bestest nsfw maki content on here i would recommend kireiliens acc all her maki works are tooooo good (but here are some of my favs from her + others)

maki taking ur first time vvv seriously - kireilien ✩

~670 words, maki being the most caring ever, traffic light system:p

thoughts on kissing maki - turnipfizzle ★

~300 words, so many cute thoughts abt kissing him!!

sex in the studiooo - dolliuv ✩

~1050 words, unprotected sex in the studio!!

take it slow - kireilien ✩

~900 words, soft!dom maki + protected sex + yalls first time tgt as a couple

secret relationship as a staff member w/ maki! (w/ texts) - kireilien ✩

~3800 words, texts + writing + smut (such a good read)

just the tip - jsbluu ✩

—DON'T PLAY DUMB 18+

Nakakita Yuma x Female!Reader

warnings/tags: perv!yuma, porn with a little plot, dom!yuma, reader is down bad, dry humping, teasing, dirty talk, possessiveness, slight choking, fingering, face sitting, spanking, p in v, praising, degrading, squirting, creampie, explicit photo is taken at the end, 80% of this is just pure smut lmao

♡ you fold from yuma’s teasing and he gives you the best fuck of your life

w/c: 5.1k (no proofread)

You’d met Yuma through your friends Nicholas and Maki, your best friends, alongside the rest of their friends, and over the past few months you’d been hanging out with him and the boys practically every weekend. What you didn’t know, though, was that Yuma had harbored a huge crush on you since the day he met you, and with it, the most perverted thoughts. Every time you’d bend over to pick something up, the bottom of your lacy panties would peek out from under your skirt, and he would stare, licking his lips. And when you would slip into a tight top without a bra, your breasts would press up and your nipples would harden, making him wonder how his cum would look all over them. Even when you would do the most innocent thing—like showing him your new set of nails—he would picture those polished fingers wrapped around his cock.

He would jerk off to you every night, imagining you sucking him off with your pretty mouth. His intentions towards you were pretty clear, but you were too oblivious to notice. You liked him a lot, more than just a friend, but you had no clue he felt the same way, and you were too scared to initiate anything. But the thing is, he knows about your lil crush on him, and wanted to tease you a little until you finally break. So when Maki brought up the idea of throwing a house party at their place—music, drinks, everyone crashing after—Yuma was thrilled. He knew you’d be there. Knew you’d show up in something cute, probably not even realizing the way you always drove him insane.

The night started off chill. You were curled up on the couch with a drink on the coffee table infront of you, laughing at Nicholas drunkenly trying to freestyle while Maki recorded. Yuma sat next to you, his thigh pressed against yours, a casual arm thrown behind you on the back of the couch. Every time you leaned forward to take a sip, his eyes dropped to the way your dress dipped just slightly on your cleavage, and every time you weren’t looking, he leaned in a little closer. You thought maybe he was tipsy. Maybe he didn’t realize how close he was. But when you looked up at him and found his eyes already on you, lips parted like he wanted to say something but didn’t—your stomach flipped.

As the night wore on and the group thinned out, Maki dragged Nicholas upstairs, yelling something about making sure he didn’t vomit anywhere. One by one, people started leaving, until it was just you and Yuma in the dim living room, the bass from someone’s playlist still low and thumping through the walls. He let his head rest back on the couch and ran his hand through his hair before turning to look at you. Half lidded eyes, cheeks a bit red from the alcohol. You stared at his neck, how his addams’s apple bobbed when he swallowed and how the light from the led strips on the walls perfectly lit up his face and neck. “Why are you looking at me like that?” he asked softly, a small grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. Your heart stuttered as you realised he’d caught you staring. Heat rushed to your cheeks and you slightly bit your lip. “Like what?”, you mumbled with a nervous chuckle, eyes darting away in a desperate attempt to look anywhere but at him.

He didn’t answer right away. Just kept looking at you, like he could see right through every layer of embarrassment you were trying to hide. His grin deepened, lazy and amused, and then he shifted—turning his body fully toward you, his leg brushing against yours as he placed his hand just above your knee, making your body freeze. “Like you wanna eat me up”, he murmured with a little smirk on his face. Your breath hitched. You glanced at him, wide-eyed, trying to tell if he was serious or just teasing you again. But there was something heavier in his voice this time. Something that made your thighs clench together under your dress. “I don’t—” You started to deflect, but Yuma put his elbow on the couch, his head on his fist and leaned in closer, his voice dropping low near your ear, “Don’t play dumb, baby”. The pet name made you blush even harder, your big eyes locked on his, and his hand started caressing your skin. “You know I’ve been watching you, right?” he said, his fingers brushing lightly along the side of your thigh, moving further up, agonisingly slow. “The way you dress around me, the way you laugh and blush everytime i give you attention…”

He pulled back just enough to look at you, eyes dark and searching. “You think I haven’t noticed?” You swallowed hard, heart thudding so loud you were sure he could hear it. “I don’t know what you mean,” you whispered, but your voice wavered, giving you away. Yuma smiled again, satisfied, and reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, his fingers lingering at the side of your jaw. “I think you do.” He leaned in slowly, giving you time to pull away—but you didn’t. You couldn’t. Not when he was looking at you like that, like he was starving and you were the only thing on the menu. His nose brushed against yours, lips so close they ghosted over your mouth when he spoke. “Been jerking off to you for months,” he murmured. “Ever since the day we met, when you wore that cute skirt of yours.” You couldn’t believe the words coming out of his mouth, already breathless, frozen in place under the weight of his voice.

The smug heat in his tone sent a shiver down your spine. Just like that, he had you wrapped around his finger again. “I wanted to wait until you cracked first,” he said, knuckles brushing up your inner thigh, reaching closer and closer to where you needed it the most, “but I think I’m done playing.” You didn’t mean to lean in. It just happened—drawn to him and his stupid lips. Your lips brushed his, featherlight, and for a second, neither of you moved. Then his hand slid to the back of your neck and pulled you the rest of the way in. He kissed you like he owned your breath, like every sound you made belonged to him, slow but hungry. His hand slid up further up your thigh, firm and unapologetic, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he pulled you closer, making your leg fall between his and lean closer. You gasped into his mouth when he squeezed, and he took full advantage, tongue slipping past your lips, tilting his head to kiss you deeper, harder.

Your fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt, hips squirming under his touch, dress riding up just enough to expose the lower curve of your ass. “Fuck,” he muttered against your mouth, “Been dying to do this.” You barely registered the words, too lost in the way his hand slid higher, over the thin piece of fabric of your panties on your hip. His grip tightened, feeling the curve of you on his palm. When he finally pulled back, your lips were swollen, breath shaky, pupils blown. Yuma’s eyes dragged down your body like he was undressing you right there on the couch. And then his voice dropped, low and certain, “Let’s go upstairs. Now.”

Your breath hitched again at the command in his voice. He was already moving, already reaching for your hand like he wasn’t giving you a chance to second-guess. His fingers laced with yours, and you let him pull you up from the couch, your legs barely keeping up with your racing heart and throbbing core. You followed him up the stairs and through the quiet hallway, your hand tight in his. As you walked outside of Nicholas’s room, you spotted Maki passed out on the bed, his arm slung dramatically over Nicholas’s chest where he lay drooling beside him. Neither of them stirred as Yuma led you past.He opened the guest room door, not even bothering to turn the lights on. The faint glow from the city and the moon was just enough. He closed the door behind you, then turned to face you.

You didn’t get a chance to say anything else. Yuma stepped in close, hands slipping around your waist to pull you against him. His lips found yours again, this time slower, less rushed, but deeper, like he was savoring it. His fingers slid down your back, then lower, gripping your ass under the fabric of your dress and pulling you flush against the hard bulge in his sweats. “You have no idea,” he murmured between kisses, “how many times I’ve imagined this.” You whimpered softly, your hands gripping his shoulders for balance as he walked you back toward the bed. He sat down first, then tugged you onto his lap with practiced ease, your thighs straddling his as his lips found your neck. He sucked at the spot just below your ear, biting lightly, soothing it with his tongue before moving lower, trailing open-mouthed kisses down the curve of your neck to your collarbone. Each kiss was wetter, messier, his mouth leaving heat and spit and little groans against your skin as he dragged his tongue lazily over the spot he’d just sucked.

You couldn’t help but roll your hips against him, slow and shaky, grinding down on the thick length pressing up through his sweats. The friction made your breath catch, made you cling tighter to his shirt as your thighs trembled around him. “Fuck—so needy for me already, huh?” he teased, a soft chuckle leaving his mouth. “Yuma…” you whined, voice barely above a whisper. His grip on your hips tightened, guiding your rhythm as he tilted his head back to look at you, lips red and shiny from kissing. “Yeah? You feel how hard you’re making me, baby?” Your only answer was a soft, desperate moan as you rocked against him again, your panties damp and clinging to you beneath your dress. Yuma leaned forward, licking a stripe up your neck before sucking another very visible mark into your skin, right over your collarbone, slow and possessive. Your hips moved on instinct now, slow, needy rolls that made your clit throb with every drag of your soaked panties against the thick ridge of his cock beneath the fabric.

You could barely keep your eyes open, lashes fluttering as your head tipped forward in the crook of his neck. Yuma sighed softly, one hand still gripping your hip while the other slid up, fingers slipping under your dress. He didn’t stop until his fingertips brushed between your thighs, dragging over the front of your panties—slow at first, then pressing in to feel just how wet you were. “Oh, fuck…” he breathed, a teasing smirk appearing on his lips. “You’re soaked. You like me that much?” You whimpered again, “Mhm…”, nodding, thighs twitching as his fingers pressed down more firmly, rubbing the slick fabric against your swollen clit. Yuma licked his lips, eyes locked on your face as his hand slipped beneath the waistband of your panties. The moment his fingers met your bare heat, you left a small gasp, gripping him tighter.

“Shit, baby. You’re dripping.” His fingers slid through your folds, slow and teasing, before circling your clit with a firm, deliberate touch. You whined, thighs parting further for him. Then, without warning, he pressed one finger inside, slow and deep, watching the way your face twisted, the way your body arched into his. The stretch made your breath hitch, your nails digging into his shoulders. He gave you just a second to adjust before slipping in a second finger, having him groaning into your neck. “That’s it,” he whispered, curling them slightly, dragging them against the spot that made your legs tremble. He worked them in and out, slow at first, drawing soft, wet sounds from between your thighs, his thumb circling your clit with maddening control.

You were already falling apart on his lap, hips grinding down to chase the rhythm, and Yuma was eating up every second of it, how needy, and pliant you were just for him. “My dirty, dirty girl,” he teased, lips brushing your cheek. Yuma pulled his fingers from you, watching them glisten before dragging them slowly across your inner thigh, smearing your arousal over your skin. Then he leaned in close, lips brushing your ear. “Lay down for me.” he said, low and commanding. You nodded, breathless and dizzy, and moved without hesitation, back hitting the mattress and thighs still trembling. Yuma followed without missing a beat, eyes locked on you like he couldn’t get enough. He crawled over you, caging you in beneath him as his lips crashed into yours, hungry and rough this time. There was no patience left, tongues tangling, teeth grazing, your whimpers and moans muffled by his mouth as he kissed you like he needed you to breathe. His hands were everywhere—palming your waist, tugging at your dress, sliding up your sides until he pulled it up and over your head in one swift motion.

You gasped as the air hit your skin, his gaze dropped to take you in. “Fuck,” he muttered, dragging his hands slowly down your stomach. “So pretty laid out f’me.” He leaned back in, kissing you again, slower now but just as deep, his hand slipping behind your back to undo your bra and his mouth found your neck, leaving soft kisses on the skin. Once it came off, he tossed it aside and immediately dipped his head down, mouth closing around your nipple. He sucked, slow and deep, letting his tongue swirl over your nipple while his hand kneaded the other, fingers tugging and teasing until you were arching into him, breath hitching with every pull of his mouth. Then he moved to the other, biting down gently before soothing it with his tongue. His mouth roamed, dragging wet kisses across the curves of your tits, leaving hickeys wherever he wanted.

Every mark he sucked into your skin throbbed with heat, and the slick trail of spit he left behind glistened under the low light. “Look at these perfect fucking tits,” he muttered against your skin, voice low and hoarse, tongue flicking lazily over one nipple before sucking again, hard enough to draw another desperate moan from your throat. “All mine.” His hand roamed lower on your tummy, caressing it softly without stopping his mouth. You whimpered, breath shaky, hands tangled in his hair. “Please…” His brows lifted, lips twitching into a filthy smirk. “Please what, baby?” he taunted, reaching down to palm your thigh, squeezing it as he kissed just below your breast. “You gotta tell me.” “I need you, Yuma,” you breathed, hips twitching. “Please…” “Oh, you need me?” he echoed, clearly getting off on your desperation. “Need to cum like a little slut while I’m sucking on your pussy?” He chuckled under his breath, eyes flicking up to yours.

“Mhm, please Yuma, need it.” His hand dragged slowly down your thigh, lips brushing over your skin, and when he reached the edge of your panties, his fingers hooked into the waistband and tugged them down. The cool air kissed your wet heat as he slid the fabric down your legs, his eyes locked on the way your arousal clung to your folds, glistening. “Fuck…” he whispered like it was a prayer, the sight alone enough to make him throb in his sweats. He dropped your panties on the floor and slipped his fingers between your thighs, parting you with two fingertips. His touch was gentle at first, sliding between your folds, dragging slowly through your slick just to feel how messy you already were. “Cute” he whispered, more to himself, rubbing circles around your clit before sliding lower, teasing at your entrance without pushing in. “You’re so wet, baby.” You let out a soft whimper, hips shifting under his hand, trying to chase more pressure.

Yuma grinned, smug, as he brought his fingers back up and spread your slick on your clit. “Sit on my face.” he commanded, voice low and serious. Your breath hitched, eyes snapping to his. “W-What…?” “I said sit on my face.” His eyes darkened as he looked up at you, jaw clenched slightly. “Don’t be all shy now.” You froze, face burning, thighs instinctively trying to close. Your hands fidgeted at your sides as your voice came out small. “I-I’ve never—I can’t-” “Yes you can.” he cut you off, tongue wetting his bottom lip as he sat up slowly on the bed, one hand firm on your waist. pulling you onto his lap, fingers gripping your thighs as he shifted you to straddle him—but not to sit fully. Just enough to hover over him, your soaked pussy glistening inches from his mouth. “Come on, baby” You tried to keep your weight off, unsure, trembling, but Yuma wasn’t having it. “Sit this sweet pussy on my fucking face,” he said, voice sharp. You hesitated, eyes wide, but he narrowed his gaze and grabbed a handful of your ass, pulling you down.

As soon as your folds touched his mouth, you moaned and immediately put your hands on the headboard. His tongue licked a thick stripe up your slit before flattening against your clit. “Shit, baby,” he groaned against you, breath hot. “You taste so fuckin’ good.” He grabbed both cheeks of your ass and grinded you down harder, his tongue fucking into you now, licking, slurping, messily devouring your pussy while his nose pressed right against your clit. You whined from the pleasure, your hand moved to grip his hair, thighs trembling as you started moving—tentative at first, then grinding down onto his tongue, chasing the way he flicked it against your clit. Yuma groaned, sucking hard, fingers digging into your ass to hold you there. “There you go,” he panted, “That’s it. Rub that pretty pussy all over my fucking face.” Your hips stuttered as you rode his face, the filthy sounds of his mouth working between your thighs echoing in the room. His tongue flicked mercilessly at your clit, mouth wet and open, then shoving it deep inside your hole. You were trembling, legs shaking, moans spilling uncontrollably from your lips. “Yuma—I’m… I’m gonna—”

He didn’t stop. He grabbed your ass tighter, pulling you down harder against his face, smothering himself in your pussy like he wanted to drown in it. He hummed into you, voice muffled by your cunt, and the vibration of it made your back arch. “Cum on my tongue,” he rasped when he finally pulled back just long enough to speak. His lips were slick with your arousal, chin wet, eyes blown with lust. And after some seconds, came. The orgasm ripped through you fast and violent, your whole body going tight as your thighs clamped around his head. You cried out, grinding down against his face as your pussy throbbed and pulsed on his tongue. Yuma moaned like he was getting off just from tasting you, licking up every drop. “Good girl.” he whispered against your soaked cunt. Before you could catch your breath, Yuma’s hands were already on your waist. He flipped you easily, your back hitting the mattress as he loomed over you, his body casting a shadow in the dim light.

His hands braced on either side of your head, his face still glistening with your slick, and that filthy smirk never left his lips. He leaned in to kiss you hungrily, making you taste yourself from his mouth, then pulling away quickly. “Look at you,” he muttered, eyes dragging slowly down your body. “All fucked out already, and I haven’t even put it in yet.” He sat up on his knees and grabbed his shirt, yanking it off in one smooth motion. Your eyes immediately dropped to his chest—broad and toned, your thighs immediately pressing together again. He noticed, and his smirk deepened. “You like what you see, baby?” he teased, voice low and cocky. You nodded, biting your lip, then his hands moved down to his waistband, pushing his sweats down just enough to reveal the thick bulge straining against his boxers. He palmed himself over the fabric, watching your reaction like it was his favorite show. His cock twitched under the touch, already leaking a dark spot through the material.

You reached your arm to his thigh desperately trying to pull him closer, his hand squeezing around his length .“You want it this bad?” You nodded quickly, dazed and needy, thighs clenching again at the sight of him. “Nah, say it,” he ordered, voice sharp, dominant. “Use that pretty mouth. Tell me how bad you want it.” “I—I want it,” you breathed, eyes locked on the heavy outline in his boxers. “Want your cock, Yuma. Please.” your hand moving further up. “Fuck,” he hissed through his teeth. “You sound so good when you beg.” He hooked his fingers in the waistband and finally tugged his boxers down, freeing his cock—and fuck was he big. Thick, veiny, flushed red at the tip and already leaking. Your mouth went dry at the sight of it. Yuma stroked himself once, slow, precum smearing over his fist. “Eyes up.” he said, grabbing your jaw hard and tilting your face toward him. “You’re gonna take every inch like a good girl, yeah?” You nodded helplessly, and he leaned in, mouth brushing yours again as he lined himself up with your entrance. He gripped the base of his cock and dragged it slowly through your folds, groaning low as your slick coated him from base to tip. He ran it up and down your pussy, smearing his precum against your clit, your breath catching each time he nudged the sensitive bundle.

You whimpered, hips bucking just the slightest bit, trying to chase the pressure, needing him to give you more. But Yuma just chuckled, low and perverted, his eyes glued to the way your pussy glistened under the head of his cock. He gave a few more lazy glides, letting the swollen head of his cock tap against your clit just to hear your breath hitch. “I should make you beg again. But you’ve been so good for me tonight.” He aligned himself at your entrance again, teasing the tip just barely inside, then paused. “Take a breath,” he whispered, eyes flicking up to yours, voice calm. And then he pushed in. Slow at first, just the thick head stretching you open, making your back arch and your hands grip his biceps. “Fuck—Yuma” you gasped, your voice high and trembling as your walls clenched around him. “Thaaat’s it.” He groaned, jaw tight, watching your pussy swallow him inch by inch. “Fucking tight…shit.” He pushed deeper, the stretch nearly overwhelming, your breath coming in short little whimpers as he filled you to the hilt. His hips finally met yours, buried so deep it made your stomach flutter. He didn’t move right away. He just held himself there, grinding his hips into yours in slow, deliberate circles, making sure you felt every single inch.

He pulled out halfway, then slammed back in, hard. You cried out, body jolting beneath him as he set a brutal rhythm, each thrust deep, like he wanted to fuck the shape of him into your walls. His hands gripped your hips, dragging you down to meet every stroke, the sound of skin slapping echoing in the dark room. “Say it,” he panted, his pace unrelenting. “Say you’re mine.” “I—I’m yours, Yuma!” you moaned, voice high and shaking. “All yours!” He leaned down, teeth grazing your neck as he fucked you harder, the bed creaking under his pace. “Damn right you are.” Yuma groaned against your neck, biting down just hard enough to make your back arch and then kissing the same spot. His fingers wrapped around your throat, his other gripped your waist, pounding into you. Your moans came out in broken little sobs, your hands scrambling to hold onto his hair as each thrust knocked the breath out of you. He was so deep, thick and stretching you to your limit, the sound of his hips slapping against your soaked cunt obscene in the dark room. His hand slipped from your waist to your lower belly, pressing down firmly, and you gasped when you felt it. The thick bulge of his cock, deep and pulsing, outlined under the skin. "Fuck, baby" he rasped, palm flattening over the spot. "Look how deep i am." Your breath hitched, legs trembling around him as he kept thrusting. "Taking me so damn good." he muttered, his hand sliding up to your breast, giving it a squeeze. “Such a good fucking girl.”

“Yum-ma~ I’m c-close! Without warning, he pulled out, making you whimper at the sudden emptiness. Your pussy clenching around nothing. He grabbed your hips and flipped you over easily, pressing your face into the pillows as he pulled your ass up. “Stay just like that” he ordered, voice low and serious. You barely had a second to breathe before he slammed back in, the force of it making your whole body jolt. You moaned into the sheets, drool slicking the pillow as he pounded into you from behind, raw and relentless. His fingers dug into your hips, pulling you back into every thrust. He groaned, pulling out just enough to see the mess he was making. His cock gleamed with your slick, coated from base to tip, and where your bodies met, a creamy white ring, thick and sticky around him. “Fucking slut, creaming all over me.” You whined, flushed and wrecked, as he pushed back in, burying himself in and slapping your ass hard.

“You’re mine” he growled against your spine, hips slamming into you again and again. “You fucking belong to me.” He reached forward, fingers twisting into your hair and yanking you upright against his chest. The sudden pain made you cry out, your hands flying to the headboard again gripping it tight as his other hand slid down between your legs. His fingers found your swollen clit, rubbing slow, messy circles that sent a white-hot jolt through your core. You sobbed, grinding helplessly against him. “You like this, baby?” he whispered, filthy and smug right against your ear. “Like being used like this, takin’ my cock while I play with this little pussy?” “Mhm” you whimpered, nodding your head fast. Your whole body trembled, the pleasure hitting sharp and deep on your cervix, and then you started to move. Hips rolling back against him, desperate for more. You rocked yourself along his length, fucking yourself on him, your thighs shaking as the slick, wet sound of it got even louder.

“Just like that,” he grunted, jaw clenched. “Fuck yourself on my dick, baby.” His hand never left your clit, keeping up that relentless pressure as you moved on him, over and over, taking him deeper each time. His cock hit that spot inside you perfectly, again and again, until your moans turned into broken high pitched cries. Yuma snapped, his grip tightened, both hands snapping back to your waist as he slammed into you hard enough to knock the breath from your lungs. He pulled you back onto his cock, pounded into you relentlessly, each thrust hitting so deep your ass shook. “F–fuck, Yuma,” you choked out, voice high and shaking. “ s’too much, f—feels like I’m gonna p-pee—” His dick twitched in you, one hand sneaking around to slap down on your clit again, fast and messy. “Shit, let go, baby, trust me.” “Yuma—!” Your whole body tensed, then snapped. A cry ripped from your throat as you squirted around him, soaking his thighs, his cock, the sheets. His hips didn’t stop, watching the mess you made all over him. “Fuck, that’s my girl.” he hissed, eyes locked on where your cunt clenched around him, your slick pouring down his shaft. “Fuckin’ drenched me.”

You could only moan, every sound helpless, your body trembling under the overwhelming rhythm of his hips. He pressed forward, his chest flush against your back, breath hot on your neck. “Gonna cum in you,” he sighed, the tip of his cock nudging your cervix with every thrust. “Gonna fill you up so good, baby.” You sobbed his name, walls fluttering around him and making him whimper into your ear. His pace slowed down, sloppy and messy, slapping and grabbing on your ass, until he slammed into you one last time, his cock twitched as warm strings of cum filled up your insides. He stayed there for a moment, breathing heavy against your back, one hand still gripping your hip like he never wanted to let go. He slowly pulled back just enough to watch your swollen folds still wrapped around the base of his cock, his cum already beginning to drip out of you. You were trembling, breathless, face down on the mattress with your ass still raised for him like his perfect little masterpiece.

“Fuck,” he muttered, biting his lip as he reached for his phone on the nightstand, not even hesitating. You whimpered softly, your face flushed, hazy and fucked-out as he angled the phone “Stay like that,” he said, thumb swiping the screen to find the camera. “Gotta have this—look how messy you are f’me.” The shutter clicked once, twice. A picture of your ass spread by his big hand, your pussy glistening and dripping with his cum. He set the phone down again and leaned over you, large hand brushing sweaty hair from your cheek before pressing a kiss to your temple. “So good for me,” he whispered, gently easing out of you. The drag of his softening length made you whimper again, sensitive and spent. You felt the bed shift as he got up, only to return with a towel. He cleaned you slowly, his touch soft and patient as he wiped between your thighs. “Got you, baby,” he said, pressing another kiss to your lower back.

“You did so good. Took it all for me.” Once you were clean, he crawled back into bed and pulled you into his chest, wrapping you up in his arms, his hand rubbing soft circles into your back. “Let’s stay like this for a bit” he murmured, lips brushing your forehead. “Then we can sleep at my place, hm?” You nodded sleepily against his chest, your body relaxed, arm wrapped around him pulling him closer, softly kissing his collarbone as he stroked your hair.

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A/N: this would’ve been so much better and so much more detailed but i’m too lazy to rewrite some parts and also i have no idea if there’s any mistakes i don’t wanna read it again pls tell me if there’s any

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anyways, yap time !! how about some threesome thoughts with yuma and nicholas for today ? i’m bringing the nekoz together by nation (by nation i mean my pussy) anyways … i think yuma would be the harder dom cus he ain’t gonna hold back on all the degradation, orgasm control (both denial and oversimulation hehe), cuffs, spanking and the whole bdsm thing !! meanwhile, nico would be so soft, soooo soft like butter, soothing ur body that had been subjected towards pain by yuma, whispering praises in ur ear about how well ur doing for the both of them, taking them both so well while his hand works on ur boobs and clit !!

okkkk, thats all i could think of for today, my brain is now mushy from thinking too much about being passed around by these two, and also fuma and k but i’ll save that for another day hehe :3

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OHMYGOD 🐻 ANON HELLOOOOO HELPPPP NOT I MEAN MY PUSSY LMFAOOOO but mhm this is good food. im eating it up. nicho would wouldnt be too sweet at the start, but he would def get softer as time passes

tw/cw. nsfw content, cursing; threesome, hard dom!yuma, softer dom!nicholas, sub!reader, fem!reader, race neutral reader, orgasm control (overstimulation, edging), spanking, sex toys (paddle, handcuffs, vaginal plug), degradation, praise, tit play, oral (m receiving), face fucking, creampie, use of “whore,” “princess” 

BROOO NO THAT THOUGHT is so fucking HOT OMG IM ACTUALLY IMAGINING IT AND IM GIGGLING LIKE LIKE IMAGINE NICHOLAS AND YOU SITTING ON THE FLOOR IN HIS DORM AND THE LIGHTS ARE OFF BUT THOSE NEON LIGHTS AND MUSICS PLAYING, HE TAKE A DRAG OF FHE JOINT EXHAULES AND TURNS HE HEAD SLOWLY GIVING YOU THAT GAAHDDAMN SMIRK AS HE PASSS YOU THE JOINT

pair. stoner!nicholas + tutor!euijoo x fem!reader; wc. 1,219

tw/cw. nsfw content, cursing, rambling so no proper grammar or spelling, w some stupid ass memes; race neutral reader, nicho’s has weed obviously, corruption, virgin!reader, drugging, (extreme) branding; juju’s has panty kink, unprotected sex mention/breeding, obsession, reader is also lwk a freak; overall they’re both like genuine perverts so read at will!!!!

note. my brain turned off for like 10 minutes and u get this guys this is what cock does to you smh anyways i have teamie brainrot rn they became my ults a week ago out of nowhere BUT! i can't get over nichojoo brother's best friend(s) it makes my brain melt of how insane they'd be. stoner/perv!nicho and tutor/perv!juju has my fucking heart

I follow your bnd acc and I love love love the way you write them! And I see you write for &team which is great since not many people do 😭

So I was wondering, if you take requests, how do you think Nicholas would deal with coming home to you after a long day of practice? I see him as a switch so in I think in this case he would let you take control and make him feel good but I ask for you to expand on this idea!

If you don’t take requests that’s fine too, I’ll be supporting your future works 🫶🏽

EEEEEK nonnie tysm for your sweet compliments!! 🥰 i'm so happy you're happy with my work!!! 🤧🤭 also i definitely did use txt’s temptation concept as inspo hehe. and i do take requests, yes yes! i LOVE this idea when i saw it i squealed n giggled… kicking my feet, twirling my hair, etc. but anyway let’s just get into it. hope you enjoy! <3

warnings: smut, mdni!, switch!nicholas but really only focuses on him as a sub in this scenario, just some thoughts not a full fic, afab!reader but no pnouns used, praise, oral (reader receiving), edging (idol receiving)

wc: 550