#aphrodisiac

Master kept them in the black box on the top shelf of his closet, the one you'd seen him open only a few times. You weren't even supposed to know they existed. But you'd watched, curious, filing the information away for a moment exactly like this one. When you'd be bored, alone, wondering what it would feel like to have something that potent coursing through you.

The vial was small. Pale pink liquid, almost innocuous. You only took a sip.

A few minutes later, you understand your mistake.

It starts as warmth. A flush across your chest that spreads downward, pooling between your legs with an intensity that makes you gasp. Your skin prickles. Every touch against your body feels amplified, electric. You're wet almost immediately. Completely soaked, really, in a way that feels obscene. Your clit throbs like a second heartbeat.

You press your thighs together. It only makes it worse.

Fine, you think. You'll just take care of it.

Your hand slides between your legs with practiced ease. You find yourself swollen, aching, so sensitive that the first touch makes you whimper. This will be fast. This will be easy. You're already right there, already climbing toward...

Nothing.

ken <3: 19:07 Home, now. ken <3: 19:08 Please.

you stare at you phone, speeding up after seeing the texts your husband sent. within minutes, you're standing in front of your doorway, worry clouding your mind. he's home unusually early despite being sent on a mission today.

what if he's hurt? you think as you rummage through your bag, trying to locate the keys, what if he's mad? is he mad? did i-

your train of thought is rudely interrupted as the front door opens and your husband's arm shoots out to grab you.

in a blink, you're pressed up against the wall and kento's mouth is on yours.

"hmgmhp-?!" your husband's mouth swallows your words, his hand slamming on the wall beside your head and the other holding your waist in place.

kento's eyes are open, staring right in yours as he pushes his tongue in your mouth. hard. he's relentless, his face is red and hot.

he's crowding you now, his huge frame stepping even closer to you, pressing you against the wall as you squeeze your eyes shut, moaning into his mouth as he attempts to suck your soul out.

you're running out of breath as he continues his relentless assault on your mouth, his face so close to yours that the short gasps of breath you attempt to inhale, mingle with his hot ones.

he lets up, pulling away from your mouth as you gasp in a breath. your hands push against his shoulder, trying to steady yourself. your bag is on the ground, contents all spilled over the floor.

"k-ke- ngh! haa- kent-" you moan as he redirects his attention to your neck, pressing open mouthed kisses down your cheek, into your jaw then your neck.

you moan again as he shoves his knee between your thighs, both his hands gripping your waist tightly. he grinds it at the center, rubbing against your clothed cunt as he takes your mouth in another kiss.

you whimper into his mouth, feeling your legs tremble as your husband grinds his knee against your pussy. your mind is hazy, reveling in this incredibly uncharacteristic roughness of your husband.

and although a part of you is concerned over his sudden erratic behaviour, your brain is turning into mush the longer kento's tongue stays inside your mouth, exploring every nook and corner.

you could swear he was trying to get inside of you orally.

abruptly, you feel kento tug your legs so hard, they give out under you. his hand is instantly behind your head, cushioning it as it thuds against the wall. instinctively, you wraps your legs around your husband's waist, feeling his hardness directly against you.

you pull away from his mouth to breath, and you get a proper look at him for the first time. his eyes are full-blown dilated, a deep flush covering his entire face. hair tousled and messy, so unlike your prim and proper husband.

his hand is back on your face, pulling you towards him as he claims your mouth again. you moan into him, feeling his other hand push against your back, making you grind into his hardness.

you think he's moving, but you're not sure. he's relentless in kissing you, as if detaching himself from you is nothing short of excruciating for him.

and then he throws you down, you land on the mattress and bounce once before your husband is on top of you.

his full weight presses against you as he works his way down your neck, sucking and nibbling. you grab his hair and thrust your hips into his, craving friction.

"ken-" you gasp as he bites down hard at the column of your throat, your hand tightening in his hair, "aaagh! wait- hngh! ken-"

he's frantic, his hands sliding under your top and pulling down your bra. his mouth is onto your boob in an instant as he gropes the other one, suckling and biting as he ruts into you.

"w-wha- ngh! has gotten i-into you?!" your hips buck off the bed and he takes the oppurtunity to pull down your sweatpants.

a loud riiiiiiip resounds in the room and you feel a gust of cool air against your pussy. kento tosses the scrapes of your underwear over his shoulder before his hands part your thighs wide open.

"need you," his voice is guttral, finally speaking, "need you so bad, baby."

you cry out, hips flying off the bed as he shoves in two fingers into your cunt, pumping them hard, once, twice before he's pulling out. "why-"

your words get caught in your throat as you feel his cockhead nudge against your opening for a split second before he’s pushing inside.

your mouth falls open in a silent scream as kento pushes past the tightness of your walls, a deep groan leaving his throat.

he’s so hot. his cock feels scorching inside of you, pulsating with need.

“‘m sorry,” he pants in your mouth, watching your eyes roll back as you moan, his hips snapping at a speed that’s making the bed rattle.

“‘m sorry, darling.. haa.. please let me have this, yeah? ngh- let me make you feel good.”

your hands are gripping the sheets, trying to find something - anything, to ground yourself as your husband ruts into you with no abandon.

you’ve taken him multiple times before, and he’s pretty damn huge. but tonight? it feels like he’s grown bigger. thicker.

your hands fly onto his back as he thrusts, pressing against your g-spot. your toes curl as you cling to him helplessly, nails digging into his back.

his hand comes down to circle your clit, crying out, you throw your head back and kento buries his face in your neck, hips speeding up even more.

“s- slo- ngh! kent-” you’re babbling, unable to utter a full word as your husband’s heavy balls slap against your skin. he wraps his lips around your neck, sucking hard as if uncaring of the marks he was going to leave.

tears flow down your face as he fucks you, feeling your orgasm near. you dig your nails harder in his back, feeling his skin break. you’re moaning and writhing under him.

you flatten your foot on the mattress and push, trying to crawl away from the overwhelming sensations and kento’s hands shoot out, grabbing your waist and pulling you back onto his cock.

“running away? hngh- really, sweetheart?” he's so mean, thrusting up directly against your sensitive spot, somehow managing to speed up his tempo even more.

you're whining and crying in his hold out of intense pleasure and he delicately kisses away your tears, murmuring sweet words of encouragement against your skin as his hips maintain a relentless pace, continuous sounds of thwop! thwop! thwop! filling the room.

your orgasm crashes into you, your mouth falling open in a garbled moan, which kento swallows by covering your lips into his. you ride out the waves of pleasure as kento continues thrusting inside you, fingers rubbing against your clit that was making you see stars.

kento pulls back, his upper lip pulled back tautly as his jaw tightens, eyes screwed shut ss his hand scrambles to hold onto your waist, one final, deep thrust that had his cockhead kissing your cervix as he came inside you.

a deep tremor runs down your back as kento moves above you, panting hard. he leans back down, kissing you again. you kiss back, all pliant and boneless after being fucked into the mattress until your eyes widen when you realise his cock is still hard inside you.

"ken-?"

before you could say anything, he's pulling out halfway just to thrust back in, "once more, sweetheart?"

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you wake up the next morning to kento in near tears as he stumbles over himself to explain he'd been hit by a sweet-smelling gas after exorcising a curse that he didn't figure out was an aphrodisiac until much later.

then he's running you a hot bubble bath while carrying you around in his arms because he's fucked the strength out of you. "that was pretty hot," you murmur, giggling as you feel your husband bury his face in your neck, red from embarrassment over losing all sense of control.

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thank u for the yummy idea anon i rlly hope you like it!

── ❨ ⸝⸝ 𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑. ❩ oops! jabber accidentally ate some aphrodisiac.. and he passed it on to you from a kiss, now he can’t stop fucking you!

୨୧ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 - use of drugs, pet names, (ma, mama, sweetheart), p in v, rushed, not proofread, squirting, overstimulation/overwhelmed, multiple rounds/orgasm, timeskip cus i got lazy, don’t interact if you’re uncomfortable, wc - 1.4k

୨୧ 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 - jabber wonger x fem! reader

you didn’t noticed how jabber has been acting weird.

i mean you obviously knew jabber was the type to be on drugs, but this drug wasn’t the type to easily fade away. he was on fucking aphrodisiac.

but now, jabber was sitting on the couch, his eyes glazed over as he stared at the ceiling. his pupils were dilated and his skin was flushed. he had been acting weird all day, more touchy and needy than usual. when you walked in the room, he immediately sat up and looked at you with a hungry gaze.

“hey jabber,” you smiled.

he licked his lips as he watched you approach. his hands were shaking slightly as he rubbed his knees. “hey ma,” he replied, his voice low and husky. he shifted on the couch, spreading his legs slightly. “come here for a sec.”

you giggled as you jumped into his lap. as soon as you landed on his lap, jabber's arms wrapped tightly around your waist, pulling you flush against him. he buried his face in your neck, inhaling your scent deeply. his hands began to roam over your body, squeezing and kneading your curves.

his scent immediately was different, it was more stronger and more obvious whatever he did before he saw you. the scent of the aphrodisiac was heavy in the air, mingling with jabber's natural scent. it was musky and sweet, designed to drive anyone crazy with desire.

jabber's breath was hot against your neck as he continued to nuzzle and kiss your skin.

swelling desperation and overwhelming horniness, heat radiating from every inch of your skin. panting, pupils dilated, covered in a sheen of sweat as the drugs make your pussy ache and your mind go blank with the need to be filled and stretched and bred

but as you reach down to feel the growing wetness between your legs, you're hit with the horrifying realization that you can't feel the touch. panicking, you rub your clit and shove your fingers into your dripping hole, but the only feeling you get is a cramp in your hand from the harsh thrusting