#kou.love

he whines helplessly, an obscenely loud noise that sounds like it’s straight from porn. he should be embarrassed, humiliated, that he’s acting like such an animal, but his mind is too clouded with your scent.

‘m sorry, s-sorry!

he apologizes as much as he can before your begging goes straight to his cock, and he can’t take it anymore. he folds you in half and forces his cock inside, tip nudging against your cervix as his weight holds you down.

p-pregnant, gonna— gonna fuckin’ b-breed you full, m-make me a daddy, g-give me pups—

just the thought of it all has him cumming again, hips smacking against yours at a brutal pace. you have no idea how there’s still so much, and his speed doesn’t halt even for a moment.

t-take it, take it for me, baby, please!

— koutarou 🧸

i cant even tell him anything, too focused on the way it feels the moment his hands pin my legs back- practically squealing in pure pleasure with every brutal nudge of his fat cock head against my cervix, my eyes roll to the back of my head- hands searching for his arms or shoulders, anything that i can reach while being fucked like this.

daddy! m-my puppy’s gunna be such a good daddy-

i cry out, shivering when i feel even more of his heavy cum, thighs shaking against his hold- whining out loud, flinching with each spurt of it inside. i cant respond, but my hands grip him eagerly- every jolting thrust making me slip further and further, wanting even more, even more of his cum inside my already seeping hole.

he’s very, very tempted to just push your panties aside and fuck you right here in the hall, but he quickly shoves the thought away; you deserve to be comfortable, he reasons.

shit, jax, w-want you so fuckin’ bad...

it didn’t occur to him that in order for you to get to his room, he has to let go of you. this is not ideal. you’re shaking in his grip, pressed against him so sweetly. it’s painful to even imagine parting from you.

c-c’mere, baby, let’s go. can’t w-wait anymore.

he effortlessly lifts you into his arms, giggling a little and wrapping your legs around his waist. his cute laugh is cut off by a groan at the feeling of your cunt against him. he carries you back to his room, pressing you into his bed and folding you in half immediately.

so fuckin’ pretty, baby, look at how sweet you are underneath me...

a wave of nervousness hits him suddenly at the sight of you squirming and whining for him. he’s definitely not the most experienced, and he really doesn’t know if what’s he’s saying is even the right stuff— but you seem to like it, right?

you could get whiplash at how quickly his demeanor flips back and forth between so possessive and dominant to so shy and needy. he gazes down at you with big puppy eyes.

wanna t-taste you. can i, p-please?

— koutarou 🧸

my whole body shakes- unable to keep up with the way he’s quickly folded me down, legs dangling over his arms, sucking in breath after quickened breath with the thought of him actually fucking me like this.

his praise and compliments have me squirm even harder- blinking up at him, hands gripping the bulging muscle of his arm. i can see the uneasy sway of emotions, my hand moves to cup his face, trying to snap him out of whatever insecurity that’s plaguing him, giggling at the sweetness in which he asks me, nodding as i look into his golden eyes-

yeah, you can taste me- i’m all yours kou, i’m all yours okay?

i try and reassure him, trying to calm my own breathing, as excited as i am and as absolutely horny as i was, the need to make sure he was okay and comfortable overweighted anything- knowing how much in his own head he could get.

g-gimme a m-minute, a-ahhh...

he’s so embarrassed, he’s about to cum and he isn’t even fucking you. he’s sure he must look like a virgin teenage boy right now, but you’re so tight and warm around him and it’s you. he’s been dreaming about this for months.

y-you feel so fuckin’ g-good, mmph, just w-wanna pin you down and m-make you t-take it...

he’s not even trying to dirty talk, but he flashes a weary grin when you whine shamelessly.

‘m sorry, b-baby, j-just don’t wanna c-cum so fast. need a s-second to c-calm down.

— koutarou 🧸

my face immediately presses to his when he leans down, feeling the warmth and comfort of having him so close to me. i breath in, nodding at his request to calm down, trying to temper down my own need.

his shaking body and panting excites me, once again my hand comes up to curl onto his hair, nails digging into his scalp to calm him down.

i-it’s okay... i wanna feel your cum inside...

i whine, clenching around what i can, of what’s inside me, hips shifting involuntarily.

but i can wait- i-i know it’s gunna feel so good kou- your cock is so big... it’s so big and i want it.

he shuts his eyes, tilting his head back and kneading your thighs in his hands as he tries to calm himself down. he’s gonna cum on the spot if he isn’t careful.

f-fuck, can barely fuckin’ think when you s-say things like that...

he leans down to press an eager kiss to your pussy against your underwear, groaning at the wetness.

y-you’re sure you want this? want...me?

he’s so worried you don’t realize what you’re getting yourself into. he can smell you like this.

b-baby, ‘m not g-gonna be able to stop if you let me fuck you. you know that, r-right?

he looks up at you with wide eyes, massaging your cunt gently.

n-need you to tell me now, jax. please tell m-me it’s okay. n-needa breed you, s-stuff you full. can’t w-wait anymore!

— koutarou 🧸

it’s torture- feeling him grab onto my thighs, kneading with big, rough hands. my head spins with how close he is, but i try my hardest to listen to his words.

the kiss he places to me has my whole body squirm, his lips feel warm, even through my soaked underwear my whole pussy throbs, unable to freely comfort him, trying to bring him back down a little, through his excitement and eagerness.

f-fuck! yes bokuto- i want you, i want you so badly.

i whine, looking down at him in between my legs- my hands come down to grip his hear, in a pure moment of desperation i tug, hips coming up off the bed.

i wouldn’t want you to stop- want you to split me open with your cock and fill my pussy full, i know you can- breed me like you wanna!

he’s distraught, tears streaming now at how badly he wants. he’s about to cum, just like this, just with your folds gliding across his length. he wraps his arms around you tightly, sniffling out an apology and pressing sloppy kisses to your neck and throat.

w-want it, want it, ‘s okay, d-don’t w-worry—

the tip of his cock catches your hole and just for an instant, slides in. he’s shaking with the effort it takes to pull away just enough to slip back out, and the second he does he’s cumming all over your puffy clit.

o-oh, fuck, jax! j-jax—

his words aren’t even intelligible, just low growls and the saddest little whines. he’s wasting it, a good load of cum not inside you like it should be, and it makes him ache.

u-uhnn, ‘m s-sorry, sorry! didn’t m-mean to—

— koutarou 🧸

my hands don’t leave his head- nails scrapping along his scalp while his mouth leaves kisses, nearly thrashing in his hold the second his cock slips in just a little. crying when he pulls out of me, eager to feel that stretch.

b-bo! oh- puppy, please!

i whine, grinding my hips down while he cums, shivering at where it lands- making a mess when i keep rubbing myself all over him, not stopping, too addicted with making him feel good.

it’s okay, you’re perfect. such a good boy- my sweet baby boy.

y-you...you l-love me? you love me?

he cannot believe this is happening. there’s no way this is real life. not only is he finally fucking you, finally taking care of you the way he’s wanted for so long— you love him. you love him, just like he loves you, and— he’s definitely going to cum again.

r-really? y-you mean it?

a rush of guilt flows through him as he suddenly realizes how rough he’s been with you, and he loosens his grip on your thighs, shifting his weight so he’s sitting on his knees.

p-pretty baby, love you too. love you s-so much...

he reaches out to stroke your face, leaning down to press his lips to yours in a proper kiss. it’s still so messy, still a little too excited, but he hopes you can forgive him. he’s trying his best when his cock is still hard and still inside your soft walls already coated with his first load of cum.

w-waited so long to say that...so long to breed you, to make you a pretty little momma...

— koutarou 🧸

his hips stutter at your words, the idea of you gushing around him making him toss his head back.

g-good.

it’ll be easier to breed you if you’re really wet, he thinks happily.

such a p-pretty cunt, baby, s-squeezing me s-so good—

the longer he looks at your sweet face, the louder his thoughts become. you’re so beautiful like this, splayed out beneath his weight. he knows what he’s about to say, and he tries to block it out by focusing on your pussy instead.

g-gonna b-breed your t-tight little h-hole so good, p-promise!

despite his words, he’s focused on something else. it’s all he can think about, and he hates himself for it. what a classic him move, to think he’s in love with someone while he’s fucking them.

a-ahh, l-l-love y— love your cunt, baby, fuck—

that was close. way too close. also a terrible save, compared to what he was going to actually say. then again, he does love your cunt.

l-l...luh...mmmph...

— koutarou 🧸

nngh, f-fuck! baby, b-baby—

his cock is so big that the tip hits your cervix with each quick smack of his hips against yours, and he only thrusts a few times before he’s cumming.

y-you’re so, ahhh, so fuckin’ good for me, baby, g-gonna b-breed you...nice and f-full...

you expect him to slow down, thinking surely he must be oversensitive, but his pace doesn’t falter even for a moment. he’s still relatively sure this must be a dream, but it doesn’t stop him from placing messy kisses along your chest.

such a g-good fuckin’ baby, takin’ my cum like you’re m-made for it, huh?

— koutarou 🧸