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𝙎𝙮𝙣𝙤𝙥𝙨𝙞𝙨: 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙆𝙉𝘽 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪

𝙉𝙎𝙁𝙒 / 18+ 𝙊𝙉𝙇𝙔

𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 (𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩). 𝙋𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 18. 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙥!

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙁𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙: 𝙈𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙖, 𝘼𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚, 𝙆𝙞𝙨𝙚, 𝙆𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙞, 𝙆𝙪𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙤, 𝙈𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙖, 𝘼𝙠𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞

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Shintaro Midorima:

It wasn’t the fact that he’d cleaned due to the fact that was a consistency. No. This was quite different. The place smelled faintly of incense, the bedroom sheets had been freshly changed, and his lucky item of the day, a pink ceramic heart was sat on the nightstand. “Shin…?” you called out, setting your bag down. “Everything okay?”

He stepped out of the bathroom in a fitted black shirt and loose sweatpants, toweling his damp hair off. God your husband was sight for sore eyes. His glasses slid slightly down his nose as he pushed them back up. His face face was a little flushed as he said

“You’re ovulating,” You blinked.

“…You’ve been tracking that?”

“Of course. I’ve been logging your cycle for the past four months.”

He crossed his arms like this was the most reasonable thing in the world. “I reminded you to input the last day of your period twice.”

“Oh my god.” You laughed. “Are you serious right now?”

“I’m always serious,” he muttered, a bit flustered now. “We agreed to try. This is the optimal window for conception.”

You stepped closer, arms looping around his waist. “So you planned a whole night of knocking me up, huh?”

His hands settled on your hips. “Yes. I did.” He cleared his throat, voice lower now. “You should eat something light beforehand. We need you to have a lot of stamina .”

You couldn’t help but smirk. “You’re so hot when you go full caring mode before we fuck.”

He adjusted his glasses. “I’ll pretend that wasn’t sarcastic.”

“It wasn’t.”

He gave you that look and then, of course, insisted you sit down to eat the light meal he prepared ahead of time. When you finally finished eating and he escorted you to the bedroom, his whole demeanor shifted.

He stood at the edge of the bed, eyes locked on you as he positioned himself.

“You will keep your legs up after this,” he muttered, removing his glasses and folding them neatly before pushing his cock into you with one brutal thrust making you let out strangled cry, back arching as the stretch punched the air right out of your lungs. “F-fuck, Shintarō-" But he wasn’t listening. He was watching obsessing at how your wet pussy swallowed him whole. His fingers bruised your hips as he slammed into you again, deeper, meaner.

“God, you’re dripping,” he hissed under his breath. “Look at you. I haven’t even cum once and you’re already soaking me.”

His thick tip slammed against your cervix with every thrust, a precise, punishing pace that had your body trembling.

“You’re going to take every fucking drop tonight love,” he gritted out, one hand pressing into the small of your back to keep you pinned. “You will take everything my cock has to offer until you are knocked up.”

You could barely breathe, drooling into the sheets, moaning loudly. You were already shaking, on the verge of another orgasm, but Midorima didn’t slow down for a second.

“Does it feel good?” he muttered through clenched teeth, ramming into you so deep you saw stars. “Having your husband fuck your fertile cunt raw? You gonna thank me for stuffing you full of baby batter like the good girl you are?”

You nodded as you looked at him with big teary eyes, and that made him snap. His hand slid up your spine

“You are so pretty, I hope my kids take your genes rather than my own."

His cock twitched at the sight of your pretty face and he felt he was near, so his hips snapped forward one last time before burying his entire length inside you as he spilled deep into your womb.

“…Again,” he whispered. “Just to be sure.”

You couldn’t even respond. Couldn’t speak. All you could do was whimper under him and let him whatever the hell he wanted to your overstimulated, wrecked body.

And he did.

He ended up doing it five times.

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Daiki Aomine:

Your back hit the mattress. Your legs were spread. And Aomine was already yanking his sweatpants down. The moment you stated you wanted to start trying for a baby, this man was all in for it. He's been waiting for this moment since forever so now that it came, he was going to take full advantage of it.

You didn’t even have time to breathe before he was on you.

“Gonna fill you up,” he said his voice low he lined himself up to your dripping hole. “Gonna fuck a baby into this pussy. You sure about this, baby? I ain’t stopping once I start.”

“I’m sure,” you whispered.

That’s all he needed.

He thrust in deep all the way, making your back arch and a scream rip out of your throat.

“Fuuuck, shit I don't know how much fucking times I've fucked this pussy for you to always remain so tight,” he hissed, gripping your hips so hard they might bruise.

Even though you'd lost track of the amount of times you had Aomine had sex, this time it was honestly a little different. Rougher. Deeper. More desperate. His thrusts were heavy and unrelenting, slamming into you like every stroke was the one that’d knock you up. It as if he was loving this idea as much as you were.

“You feel that?” he groaned into your ear. “That’s how deep I’m gonna cum, baby. Right up in your into here.” He said tapping your stomach.

“You want this, huh?” he muttered, voice feral. “Wanna carry my baby? My fuckin kid inside that small little body?”

“Y-Yes, Daiki, please-"

“Say it.”

“I want it-I want your baby-fuck, I want all of it-"

“Yeah?” he hissed, voice cracking as his rhythm stuttered. “You wanna walk around stuffed full of my fuckin’ load? Waddlin with my kid inside you? All that from this pussy-this tight, beautiful pussy that's all mine?”

A broken groan left his throat as he slammed in deep, cock twitching violently as he filled you to the brim, his cum so hot and thick you could feel it pooling inside. But he didn’t pull out. He didn’t move.

His cock twitched over and over, painting your insides.

But he didn’t pull out.

Didn’t move.

Just stayed inside, holding you close, panting against your neck.

“Shit,” he whispered, chest heaving. “I should’ve done this sooner....felt too good..." The minute those words came out of his mouth, he stood back up straight with a smirk. He then began fucking into you slowly. Grinding into your overstimulated walls like he was trying to force every last drop into your womb.

“It felt too good. Besides your pussy still feels a bit empty,” he murmured. “Gotta go again. Gotta make sure.”

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Ryouta Kise:

“God, You’re gonna be so pretty when you’re pregnant,” he mumbled, voice soft. “I'm so grateful you'll let me be the father to your kids." His cock dragged against your slick folds before he finally pushed inside inch by inch until his tip kissed your cervix. His eyes fluttered shut as he bottomed out, breath catching in his throat. “So warm… so tight… fuck, baby, it’s like your pussy knew it was mine.” He started to move slow, rolling thrusts that made your eyes roll back then paused suddenly, an idea flashing through.

Without pulling out, Kise hooked his arms under your thighs and lifted you like you weighed nothing, shifting until your front was pressed against the full length mirror beside the bed.

“I need you to see,” he moaned, gently grabbing your chin and tilting your head. “Look at yourself, baby. Look at how fucking pretty you’ll look when I cum inside you.”

His hips rolled into you from behind slow and deep, forcing your body to jolt forward with each thrust. His grip tightened on your hips, your reflection jolting with every bounce, his hair matted to his forehead, abs flexing, lip bitten.

“Look,” he moaned again, voice cracking. “Look at what your body does to me. Look how fucking good you take me.”

You could barely breathe, your eyes teary, mouth open and a moan caught in your throat. “I wanna cum inside you so bad,” he groaned, thrusts picking up as his cock pulsed deep inside your walls. “Wanna fill you up so full it drips down your thighs. Wanna see you round and sore and so fucking mine. You’ll take it, right?”

“Yes, Ryo,” you gasped. “Please give it to me.”

His hips snapped forward one last time, cock throbbing as he came with a loud, broken whimper, grinding into you as his cum spilled in hot, heavy waves, coating your insides so thick you could feel it pooling. He held you tight, still inside, breathing hard. Then, with trembling hands, he laid you down gently. Your legs were pulled up, hips propped on a soft pillow. And he didn’t let go.

“You stay like that, baby,” he murmured, breathless. “Let it settle…”

His hand moved to your stomach, rubbing gentle circles. “I think it’s gonna work this time…”

Later, when you were fast asleep,his cum still trapped inside you Kise kissed your belly and whispered into the dark:

“I love you already… both of you.”

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Taiga Kagami:

You didn’t think much of it when you said it, it was just a quiet confession between kisses, whispered against his neck while you sat curled in his lap, arms wrapped around his broad shoulders.

“I really feel like we are ready for kids.”

Kagami froze like you’d slapped him. His body stiffened and his cheeks instantly flushed, and his breath caught in his throat.

“Y-You serious?” he stammered, eyes wide. “Like… for real?”

You nodded, biting your lip. And that was all it took. He kissed you hard, hands already tugging at your clothes. You helped him, shirt first, then your panties, then his sweats and of course he was already hard, leaking against your thigh as he pushed you down on the bed.

“I’ll try to be careful,” he muttered.

“But fuck, baby-don’t say that and expect me to think straight.”

When he slid in, both of you gasped. He buried himself.

“You feel… so good,” he groaned, almost to himself, as he started to move deep and steady, each stroke trembling with held

back need. You cupped his face, kissed him. “You can go harder, Taiga. I want it.”

He did.

His pace picked up, his body covering yours, sweat dripping down his back as he pounded into you with determination. His hands found your thighs, pushed them up until your knees were at your chest, locking himself in even deeper.

“I’m gonna cum inside you,” he panted, eyes locked on yours. “I wanna fill you up, I wanna make you mine-fuck I can't fucking wait to see you full of me."

You moaned louder, wrapping your arms around his neck.

The mental image of his cum leaking out of you was all he needed to thrust himself into you one final time before he came hard, thick cum spilling deep in you as his entire body shuddered. You thought he was done. You really did. But after a few minutes of breathing against your skin, still inside you, still hard, Kagami lifted his head and looked at you.

“You okay?” he whispered.

You nodded, still catching your breath. “I’m perfect.”

He exhaled hard through his nose. “Good… cause I ain't done yet.”

“I wanna make sure it works,” he said, blunt and a little out of breath. “Wanna fill you up again. Wanna fuck it into your stomach.”

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Tetsuya Kuroko:

“I've been thinking...Tetsu.” You said as you played with his hair. "I want to start a family.."

“I’ve been thinking the same thing for weeks.”

Your heart skipped. “Really?”

He nodded once. “Every time I’m inside yo-" His words were then cut off by a sudden kiss from you. You didn’t even make it to the bedroom. He carried you. Carefully. Placed you on the mattress. Kuroko pulled off your clothes with steady hands, standing between your thighs. Once he got rid of his sweatpants and underwear. His eyes were calm, but burning. He pushed in slowly, eyes locked on yours the whole time. And when he bottomed out, he let out a single, shaky breath.

“You’re already perfect for me,” he whispered. “But the idea of you pregnant with my child… it’s consuming.”

His hips started to move. Every thrust left you gasping, clinging to his back as your body trembled beneath him.

“You take me so well baby,” he murmured.

You moaned his name, eyes fluttering. It was too much, the stretch, the closeness, the way he spoke. It was all just so perfect.

“I’m going to cum inside you,” he said softly. “Not because I have to. Because I want to. Because you’re mine. And I want the world to know." Your fingers tangled in his hair as he began to fuck you harder. His hands gripped your thighs tighter, pulling you closer. And when he came, it was with a whispered groan against your neck.

He stayed inside. Didn’t move nor spoke. He just held you close against him. Your hands wrapped around his neck, and his placed gently on the small of your back. He gave you a kiss on your neck before saying,

“Let’s try again… just to be sure.”

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Atsushi Murasakibara:

He was quiet when you told him. Not shocked, not flustered, just blinking up at you from where he was laying on the couch, his hand resting lazily on your thigh.

“Really? You wanna have a baby?” he mumbled, voice low and slow. “Like… mine?”

You nodded, unsure how he’d take it.

It didn't take too long for his hand to slide between your thighs, two fingers rubbing lightly against your core feeling how wet you are. He kissed you all over as he kept his long fingers pumping into your pussy. You then stopped him. "Baby...let me be the one to lead this time.."

And that lead to you bouncing on him like a girl in heat, completely mindless, tits bouncing in circles, ass slapping against his thighs with wet, messy sounds every time your soaked cunt swallowed him whole. Murasakibara was a wreck beneath you, looking at you go with his face flustered.

“You agreed to make a baby,” you panted, pupils blown wide. “Said you wanted to keep me full, right? Then fucking fill me.”

He let out the weakest whimper, hips twitching up helplessly.

“Y-you’re already full,” he moaned, dragging his hands over your ass, squeezing like he could force you down deeper. “Already gave you so much-your pussy’s leaking—I can feel it…” You looked down at him with a wicked smile. “Then give me more. If you want that baby, you’re gonna have to fuck it into me again and again.” He cursed under his breath and let his head fall back, pink bangs sticking to his forehead. His thick cock was still rock hard inside you, overworked and overstimulated. But it didn’t stop him from gripping your hips and slamming you down on him so hard you cried out. “You’re scary when you’re like this…” he mumbled. “All needy n greedy like you’re tryna milk my balls dry…”

"Maybe I am,” you hissed, nails dragging down his chest. “You said you wanted to knock me up, Atsushi. So do it. Fucking do it.” That pushed him over the edge.

With a deep grunt, he thrusted up hard. Then sooner or later he was spilled inside you with a long, broken groan, hips twitching wildly as your walls fluttered around him. But even after he came, you didn’t stop. You kept grinding, kept working him, trying to squeeze every last drop from his thick cock, even as he whined under you.

“Still not enough,” you moaned, leaning over him, licking the sweat from his neck. “I need it deeper. I want your cum flooding my womb. I wanna feel it take.”

He was dizzy. Gone. Arms wrapped around you, voice a muffled whimper against your chest.

“I-I’ll give you a baby,” he promised, barely coherent. “I’ll give you as many as you want…”

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Seijuro Akashi:

Your back hit the bed and the room fell still.

Akashi looked down at you, eyes glowing in the low light. He didn’t speak right away. Just trailed his fingers slowly over your belly like he was envisioning it already, swollen, round, all because of him.

“You’re ready?” he asked, voice low.

You nodded. He didn’t ask twice.

He undressed you carefully. And when you were bare beneath him, legs spread and already dripping, he let out the faintest hum.

“I’ve waited long enough,” he said. “You’ll carry the next Akashi. My heir. My blood. You understand that, don’t you?” You nodded again, breathless. “No,” he murmured, slipping two fingers through your slick folds. “Say it.”

“I understand… I’m ready, Sei. I want it.”

That made him smile. “Good.”

He stroked his cock slowly, watching the way your eyes dropped to it. Pre-cum was already dripping out of his bulging cock. Slowly he lined up and pushed in with a low groan, bottoming out in a single, deep thrust that made you arch with a cry.

He didn’t let you adjust. Didn’t give you space to think. He gripped your thighs, planted his knees, and began fucking himself into you balls deep.

Every thrust reached deep and his pelvis grinding into your aching clit giving you double pleasure of the sensations. You were already a mess beneath him, moaning, gasping, clawing at the sheets but Akashi was composed. Unshaken.

“You feel that?” he growled softly. “That’s where I’m going to finish. Deep inside you. You’re going to take all of me and keep it.”

“I’ll do whatever you want just please cum in me Seijuro."

He grabbed your chin, made you look him in the eye.

“Beg properly.”

“Breed me, Seijuro-please-fill me up-make me pregnant with your child."

And that was all it took. His hips snapped forward, pace breaking, breath hitching as he drove in deeper, harder, panting curses under his breath until he spilled inside you with a groan, cock pulsing as he filled your womb. But he didn’t pull out. He bent low, kissed your neck, and began to move again.

"Don't go assuming it's over my love."

he channels his rage into pounding your cunny, fucking you like his life is on the line. chasing his high becomes tunnel vision for him. his cock maps out your gummy walls, not a single ridge left untouched. “f-fuck, if he had actually l-listened-“ he unsheathes himself before bottoming out again, and you let out a squeal from the sensation, mind clouded. “-could’ve done the play i brought up so many fuckin’ times- fuck!”

your knees are knocking against your temples, and despite his onslaught on your poor pussy, and it being the fourth orgasm he’s coaxing out of you, you’re managing to string together some words. “m-mph! babe- please! -ngh! oh fuck-“

he looks down at you, really looks down at you, halting his ranting. his cheeks flushed, hair stuck to his forehead with sweat. he lets out a huff, bottom lip pulled taut between his teeth. “sorry, hun, m’jus’ so worked up- ah fuck, from this stupid match, oh shit yes-“ he thumbs at your clit, drawing sloppy figure eights. “you close, baby?” you nod skittishly, and he laughs breathily. “you’re too good to me, letting me pound this shit outta this little pussy.”

✦ ryōta kise, shintarou midorima, daiki aomine, atushi murasakibara, akashi. nsfw

cw: THESE ARE PORN LINKS that need an 18+ twitter/x account to access. manger!kagami’s sister!gf! tropes, warnings next to character names! p links

a/n: funniest thing is that akashi is my favourite but I gave him the least, and aomine is my least (im in denial) but he has the most. kagami ver.

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━━ 𝐑𝐲ō𝐭𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐞 (clothed sex, thigh jobs, piv, mentions of recordings, model!bf!kise)

01. How Ryota fucks his manager to thank her for Kaijo's win today.

the head of the lolly ground in slow, enchanting circles over your swollen nub. the gluey, sticky texture of the sucker, almost bringing you to tears as it weakly clung to your folds - pinching and pulling onto your sensitive flesh.

his tongue avidly circled the sugary coated candy, as one of his big hands clasped its way around the plush of your thigh. his long, knowing digits inched closer to your pelvis - his thumb on your labia, guiding your lips apart; impatiently spreading your pussy open.

in a sloppy, torturing motion he closed his glossy lips around the round lolly - whining like a love sick puppy, as he sucked both the candied treat and your clit into the darkness of his mouth.

his tongue moved like pure filth over your aching sex, forcing your back to ungracefully arch above the bedsheets. pearly, thick saliva messily rolled down his chin, as utter hunger and impatience almost drowned his senses. “baby,” he cried out - his brows furrowing in desperation. both of his hands locked around your thighs - dragging, urging your pussy closer to his face . . . or so you thought.

with nothing but your pleasure on his mind, he forced your hips into the air. his mouth still glued to your puffy cunt, as he lead your back to rest onto his muscular thighs. you gasped - moaning like the nastiest of pornstar as your calves circled the back of his neck, clinging onto his body for dear life.

“mh, c’mere,” he mumbled - swollen lips still buried in you. he cupped your lips into his mouth, letting the lolly drift away from your drenched folds. “be a sweet lil’ thing f’me, baby —mmhp!” his thick fingers closed around the tiny, little white string of sucker - slowly bringing it, one last time, to his lips, before tapping it over your pretty lips. “suck on it f’me. mh, keep in there — uh-uh, jus’ a little i promise”

you nodded. swirling your tongue around the head of the consumed sugar coated lolly, sloppily welcoming it into your mouth. “yeah? yeah? oh please, you’re so fuckin’ sweet to me — fuck, so perfect —“ he praised, diving back in into your syrupy cunt.