Fr fr, i can't remember if i asked already. If i did please show me cause i lost it!
Could i request Kiri x kinda thicc black reader
where they communicate in Japanese cause they're in japan but Kiri has been learning english. (sometimes they do english but its mostly japanese)So like they're getting filthy, i mean they getting real raunchy in the bedroom and kiri takes the opportunity to dirty talk IN ENGLISH!
I've been melting for this scenario but i can't remember if i asked cause I'm dum fr.
Dirty Talk (Kirishima x Thick Black Reader)
I can’t speak Japanese babe, so idk if this actually gave you what you wanted 😂
“Babe, how do you say: ‘私はムラムラしています’ in English?”
You nearly spat out your wine. You’d been teaching Eijirou English for two years now, so it wasn’t unusual for him to hit you with a random question now and then, but this was..different.
“Wow, ok, you would say: I’m horny or turned on.” You replied.
“Turned…on?” He repeated.
“Yes.” You ran your fingers through his red locks. “Anata wa?”
His fingers trailed your brown thigh peeking out of the silk pjs you wore.
“Yes.” He mumbled. “Very. And tipsy.”
“Well,” You reached past him and set your glass of wine on the nightstand beside the bed. “I can help with at least one of those things.”
Eijirou smirked back at you, and leaned back against the fluffy pillows. The position made his broad chest flex and his muscles shift and sent a surge of desire coursing through you.
“Oh yeah? Wanna show me how?”
You threw a leg over his lap and climbed on board.
Your lips crashed clumsily into his, and you giggled at the awkward gesture only for it to melt into a moan when his tongue slithered into your mouth.
His dick stirred, jumping against your crotch and your pussy responded immediately. Heat pooled between your thighs.
Eijirou’s big, rough hands gripped your thick thighs, pressing you harder against his throbbing dick.
You rocked against him, the friction against your clit created a pleasant burn.
“Yeah?” He muttered back between kisses, his ruby eyes were cracked just enough to take in your lovely, dark face. “You like that, y/n?” He quizzed.
His hand slipped below your silk shorts to grab a handful of your full ass. Him massaging you alone had your pussy dripping. You could hear the slick sounds of your own pleasure every time he kneaded your cheeks, making the lips of your sex open and close.
“Fuuuck, Kiriii~” you whined. “I want you.” You whined.
“How much?” He asked in response.
His long fingers slid between the crack of your ass, just grazing the moisture between your thighs.
You caught his hand, guiding it further down. Your heavy gaze locked on to his, lips parting in small gasps.
“This much.” You replied, grinding on his hand like it was an extension of the man’s dick.
“Shit…” Eijirou cursed. He let you do your thing for a while.
The sensation of your desire leaking down his fingers was enough to send him over the edge.
“Can I ride you like that, Eiji?” You pouted. “You want me to milk that dick, baby?”
He snatched his hand out, and gripped your waist. His eyes flashed with such a strong need it was almost scary.
“However you want babe.” He began in Japanese, but finished in English with: “I wanna fuck you till you can’t walk.”
It struck you into a stunned silence. For one; because you didn’t realize his English was that damn good and for two; because, fuck, you wanted him to fuck you till you couldn’t walk.
You practically devoured your man’s mouth in a smothering kiss.
“Say no more, daddy.” You muttered between kisses. “Fuck me stupid.”
