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⹠࣪ . ā± Ė NO NUT NOVEMBER : DID THEY WIN OR LOSE?
ā° synopsis: do the blue lock men pull through november like a soldier? or die in cervix?
ā° includes: isagi yoichi ; bachira meguru ; itoshi rin ; itoshi sae ; reo mikage ; nagi seishiro ; shidou ryusei ; michael kaiser ; alexis ness
ā° cw: nsfw mdni ; 11k wc ; not proofread ; f reader ; unprotected piv ; pet play ; praise ; degradation ; facesitting ; pantysniffing ; breeding ; public ; cockwarming and more . . .
ā° note: this was such a challenge LMAO but im glad i finished it within november heh..
āāā ISAGI YOICHI brought the idea up, he had heard some of his teammates talking about it in the locker rooms after practice. so he brought it up with you, thinking it would be a nice challenge for the both of you. boy, did he think wrong.
ā³ FIRST WEEK :
isagiās plan for this whole thing? heās gonna be productive! he will spend more time on football! he will win this challenge and youāll give him a reward for it! heās going to flex to rin about this! heās going to be the betterāyeah, you get it.Ā
isagi was going through it. the five stages of dickpression. and you did not make it easy for him, you walked around the house in those stupidly slutty shorts which hugged all your curves just right and how did you expect isagi to not salivate like a rabid dog at that?Ā
everytime you walked past him his puppy dog eyes would follow you like he was trailing after your scent. but itās just the first week! gosh, man up isagi! you need to push through! ā isagi would chant to himself like a mantra, well, itās working so far..?
Ā āyou do this on purpose, right?ā isagi whispered against your skin, he was spooning you from behind. his arms wrapped tightly around your waist to keep you from moving and messing up his 5 days of sheer will.Ā
āmm? do what, pretty boy?ā you giggled, a sweet sound but it only set isagiās skin on fire. he snuffed the feeling out but his grip on your waist tightened, his hand moved to slip his fingers underneath the waistband of your shorts.Ā
āwearing thisāyou know what weāre doing..right?ā isagi sucked in rather harshly, struggling to hold the reins of his libido. āyeahh. does it make you wannaā lose, yoichi?ā you cooed teasingly, isagiās left nut twitched and he went blind in his right leg. you were seriously going to be the end of him.
ā³ SECOND WEEK :
isagi is gnawing at the walls. he physically cannot stay in the same room as you without wanting to chew your clothes off. he is buzzing with pent up energy, and itās worse every single time he comes home from practice because the adrenaline rushes straight south.
and of course, you just HAVE to step your own game up. if the shorts were the death of him, this silky lingerie you wear to bed will drag him to hell on all fours and he would gladly go.Ā
how does he cope? well, showers are more his personal edging sessions now. every night before bed, he rubs himself off under the shower head. fuck, he bites into his arm and tears up trying to hold himself back. he knows nobody would know if he were to just bust a load in the shower drain but he is an honest, sweet (not so much) boy. he canāt just lie!Ā
but he has been doing a good job, so far. yeah! heās going to make it, right? please tell him heās going to make it. heās so close to crying.
Ā it was late into the night but isagi couldnāt sleep no matter what he did. he had switched sides of his pillow almost ten times now and was just tossing and turning around on the bed now. yet nothing worked.
really, how could it work? how could anyone expect him to sleep when youāre sleeping so soundly beside him, so peaceful and pretty. fuck, he almost feels bad for what he is about to do.
he tugs the covers off your soft body gently, his hungry gaze drinking in every inch of your exposed skin through the lingerie youāve begun wearing to bed. he runs a hand over your bare thighs, feeling goosebumps rise on your sensitive skin and making you squirm.
gosh, you were adorable.Ā
he reached into his sleep shorts with his other hand and fished out his hard, throbbing cock. his engorged tip leaking precum dripping onto the sheets. he stroked it a couple of times before his hand which was on your thigh gripped onto the supple flesh and spread your thighs to slot his aching length between those beautiful thighs.
isagi muffled a groan into his palm, your thighs felt so beautiful wrapped around him. he needed this, he had been pent up for so long.
this doesnāt count as cheating right? not if he doesnāt cum. so he begins thrusting his cock in and out of the tiny gap between your thighs and clothed pussy. the tip of his cock catching onto your clit through the fabric of your panties which sent an involuntary shiver down his body.Ā
shit, he felt like a virgin.
ā³ THIRD WEEK :
lol, what third week?Ā
āahāshit, i missed thisā! fuckāi missed you!ā isagi grunted in-between thrusts, his chest pressed against your back and his nails dug crescents into the supple skin of your hips as he held you flush to him. his cock drove in and out of you in a bed-breaking pace. his breath came out in hot puffs against your cheek.
āaāaah! yoichi! slowāā you whined, your eyes rolled back. your boyfriend was so impossibly deep inside of you, it actually made no sense. you felt him raise your leg up to spread you open for him, even more. his cock hit at a new angle now, his tip kissing your swollen g-spot with each single snap of his hips.Ā
āslow? youāfuckināāwant slow?ā isagi growled in your ear, his hips now slowing down so he could pound you slower but more fuller. āafter teasing meāfor so. damn. long? shut up and take it.ā isagi huffed, each thrust of him made sure every inch of his cock was buried snug inside of you, and when he pulled out, you could feel the same inches drag against your warm insides.Ā
ā³ DID HE WIN OR LOSE?
well, of course, he lost. like a sore loser. but the loss felt better than the win.
record: 19 days. clap for him.
āsoo, same time next november?ā you wiggled your eyebrows cheekily at isagi who was giving you the nastiest side eye. he turned over on the bed, his back facing you. āshut up.ā he sighed, rolling his eyes. he wasnāt mad at you, he was mad at himself for losing. but gosh did his balls feel lighter.Ā
you just laughed and began spooning isagi from behind, best november ever.
āāā BACHIRA MEGURU saw the thing on tiktok, late at night at exactly 4:03 am on november 1st. you were sleeping soundly beside him, he looked over at you and grinned wide and devilishly. the cogs in his mind cranked and something was cooking up in that factory.Ā
ā³ FIRST WEEK :
bachiraās plan for this whole thing is to make it unbearable for you. he knows youāre absolutely whipped for him, and would cave if he just whispered a soft little āplease :(ā. so why not use it to his advantage?
he introduced you to the challenge, saying it would be fun! and it would strengthen the bond. tch, he just wanted to fuck with you a little. regardless, you agreed once he pouted all sweetly. how could you say no to that?
the first week was a breeze, bachira was being his usual self save for some heated glances, fleeting touches and whispered promises of filth. hey, you had spent enooouuggh time with bachira to be able to resist him. right?
you were cooking dinner in the kitchen when bachira crewed up behind you and pressed his chest to your back, resting his chin on your head. āheyy cutie. whatchaā making?ā bachira giggled, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head trying to distract you from his hips which were subtly rocking up into you.Ā
āmeguā stop humping me.ā you sighed like a disappointed mother, shaking your head. you could feel bachira pout behind you and bury his nose into your hair to inhale the scent of your shampoo. āmmāugh, i thought you would crack by noooww!ā bachira whined, stomping his feet softly.Ā
Ā you picked up the ladle you were using to stir the curry and scooped a tiny bit of the food before holding it up to bachiraās lips. ātaste it.ā bachira huffed indignantly but still opened his mouth to taste the food. āmm. yum.ā he smacked his lips while eating, same way his hips were still smacking yours.Ā
ācan you stop dryhumping me now?ā you clicked your tongue, bachira tightened his grip on you even more. āno.ā he stuck his tongue out. fairs.
ā³ SECOND WEEK :
at this point, bachira was confused. he was trying EVERYTHING. he had humped you through your clothes in the morning in bed, he had grinded against you like a stripper with a pole during the afternoons and now heās quite literally roaming around the house in just his boxers and you still havenāt lost your mind over him? he feels offended. so, SO offended.
he lays beside you wherever you are sat. on the couch? heās draping himself over the loveseat with am arm on his forehead like heās a damsel in distress. on the bed? heās laying beside you on his side, posed all tantalizingly like heās asking you to paint him like one of your french girls. unfortunately, he just looks awkward flopping around like a fish in just his underwear but A for effort!
bachira was sprawled across your sheets like a starfish, his boxers stretched taut over his legs and his bulge just shy of peeking out. you worked beside him on your laptop, pushing your reading glasses further up your nose you finally decided to spare him just a shard of your attention.
Ā āmeguru? can you put on some clothes?ā you perked up without even glancing at him. yet that was enough for bachira to resume his embarassing attempt at appearing seductive. āam i bothering youu? heh, come do something about it then.ā he purred, arching his back off the bed. your grip on your laptop tightened, your nonchalant facade slowly tearing at the sides. would you really make it through this month?
āno thank you. iām quite busy.ā you quipped back and it hit bachira like a punch square to his face. his teasing smirk broke and he looked baffled, how were you still holding up!Ā
ā³ THIRD WEEK :
bachira was getting desperate. at this point he had begun to sleep naked next to you in hopes you would atleast look at him with those beautiful eyes :((!! but you always slept with your back turned to him. you were making this hard for him! itās supposed to be the other way around!
and itās not even fair you look so pretty, glowing and pure and bachira is just so pent-up and needy. heās so close to just getting on all fours and barking for you so you could give him a scrap of your attention.Ā
heās whining like a damn dog who got denied his favourite treat, which is you. how can you be so mean to him!
ābabyābabyāpleaseāā bachira whined, throwing a leg over your waist to grind harder against your butt. he was dry humping you when you both were supposed to be sleeping but he is just so needy. needy for you.
ājust give in! i wonāt even rub it in your faceāfuckālet me have you..ā bachira nuzzled into your neck, his cock was rapidly hardening and you could feel it press against the cleft of your ass. his grip on your hips tightened impossibly to hold you flush to him.
āmeguru, i have work tommorow. go to bedāā you tried complaining but you couldnāt resist either, the sound of your boyfriend whimpering so wantonly in your ear. the heat emitting from his body, it was all so much. with a grunt you reached back to wrap your hand around his cock. bachira gasped, eyes rolling back at the warmth of your hand engulfing him.
āhnghāyeah, stroke meāfuuckkāā bachira babbled, bucking his hips up to fuck your fist. his precum leaked over your fist, his engorged tip twitching like crazy. as bachiraās lustful frenzy reached a fervor pitch you pulled your hand away, tearing your warmth from him and he whined so pitifully it made your heart ache.
āwhyā!ā bachira whined, curling into you even more. āuh-uh, gottaā win this, babyboy.ā you shushed him with your finger, you smirked so evilly. bachira was quiet, you looked so hot.
ā³ FOURTH WEEK :
bachira couldnāt hold it in anymore. but luckily you worked overtime alot this week so bachira couldnāt pounce on you and fuck you seven days till sunday. it was all so unfair!Ā
he was so pent-up he grinded against the pillow you slept on, rubbing his aching length on the plush surface. he was sniffing like an animal, reveling in the scent of you.Ā
on 30th november, at exactly 12:00 am you had came back home after a long tiring day of work fully expecting to greet your boyfriend and maybe reward him for getting through the whole month without sex. you ascended the stairs and opened the door to the bedroom you shared with him and oh, oh.
bachira was humping the pillowāyour pillowālike a mad animal, whimpering your name. what a bad boy. and he wasnāt even the least bit ashamed that you caught him.
ādirty, dirty boy.ā you clicked your tongue, tugging harshly on the leash you had planted on his neck. bachira panted, totally committing to the act of being a disobedient puppy, your puppy.
Ā āmmādid āya really expect me to not? you justāā bachira sniffed your inner thigh, eyes half-lidded. āsmell sooo good andāā bachira buried his face in your crotch, licking over your dampening slit through the fabric of your panties. ātaste even better..ā bachira groaned low in his throat but he winced when you tugged the leash harder and reeled him away.Ā
āyou gotta earn it, baby.ā you tutted, your grip firm on the leash. bachira looked up, a shaky smirk playing at his lips. his cock already hardening at how you were bossing him around.
āanyway you want..! iāll do anything..ā bachira panted, moving to hump your ankle. his tip leaving dirty streaks of precum all over your calve. āanything at all..ā
ā³ DID HE WIN OR LOSE?
winnerrr!!! and heās nutting all over the place, he deserves it!
record: 30 full days!!!!
you were completely soaked in bachiraās cum, he really came like a broken faucet, poor baby mustāve been holding back a ton! bachira was half-asleep spooning you naked with a dopey grin on his face. perfectly sated and full of love for you.Ā
Ā āhehāloovee youu..ā bachira slurred out sleepily, adding a yawn at the end. he nuzzled into your neck, mouthing at the skin there. you sighed but smiled softly, reaching to gently pet his cheek. ālove you too, meguru.ā
āāā ITOSHI RIN didnāt want to do the challenge at first. he had heard about it in the past, through his teammates but once he heard isagi muttering something about it to hiori. rin settled on doing the challenge, and winning. he was better than that shitty isagi.
ā³ FIRST WEEK :
he powered through the first week on absolute determination and sheer will. he barely batted an eye at you and completely plunged himself into football and working out, anything to snuff out that screaming feeling of getting his dick wet.
he tried his best to act normal around you too, and to be honest? he was doing a pretty good job at it! atleast he thought so. little did he know he looked like a wet chihuahua growling at you everytime you came near like it was YOUR fault he took up this challenge.
āstop doing that.ā rin growled low in his throat when you walked by him when he was working out in the private gym you guys have in your homeāyes, fancy.Ā
āstop doing what?ā you batted your lashes down at rin who was in-between a plank session. his abdomen was clenching so deliciously, all of his six or seven packs were stretched taut and damnāhe just looked edible enough to eat. sadly, you couldnāt.
rin peered up at you over his shoulder, this angle from the floor gave him view to everything you had under your skirt. and truth be told, you had nothing underneath. just your bare cunny which was absolutely destroying rinās mental. he had to tear his eyes away, he couldnāt lose. not when bragging rights against dumb yoichi were at stake.
ājustājust go.ā rin panted, looking ahead of himself. you just shrugged and walked out of the gym, but you felt rinās gaze devouring every deliberate sway of your hips.
ā³ SECOND WEEK :
second week was sliiigghtlyy better. rin had an upcoming match and he trained day and night for it, though it was just a simple friendly match against argentina, anything would work, anything which would get his mind off you.Ā
his teammates noticed too, he was working himself out. itās not new, of course, but this time they feel like something else is motivating him other than the match at hand. even bachira, who is normally lost in his own different world notices it. aiku says he must be having girlfriend problems, well he is sort of correct!
though it didnāt exactly stop him from opening that secret password protected folder in his gallery, one which stored all the videos he has taken of you during sex. of both of you during sex.
and what would he do while watching them? literally what any normal man with a hot as shit girlfriend would do. jack off, duh.Ā
āhnnghā! shitāso fuckinā tight..ā rin snarled low in his throat, he had one hand wrapped tightly around his length while one was holding his phone. he had a particularly long home video playing on full blast, your moans combined with his echoing in the empty shower stall. rin was standing directly under the stream, but it did nothing to cool his heating body.Ā
rin choked his cock in his fist as he bit down on his lower lip hard enough to draw blood. fuck, he was trying his best to stay quiet but it was getting so hard. he swiped at the precum beading on his tip, leaking precum didnāt count as losing the challenge right? riiightt??Ā
outside the shower, karasu and otoya had stayed back to shower after everyone was done. they didnāt expect rin to be beating his meat, in public, in the locker rooms.Ā
āhow long do you think heāll last?ā karasu poked otoyaās shoulder. āehhāgive it a few days.ā otoya shrugged and walked ahead.Ā
ā³ THIRD WEEK :
match is over. theyāre all on break. but rin is breaking here. home used to be his safe place where he could cuddle with you, maybe watch something or you know just spend some quality time with you. BUT NO.
this stupid no nut november challenge and this stupid isagi for bringing it up and TEMPTING rin to do the challenge like it wasĀ a personal blow to his ego. nobody actually tempted him, rin just has some personal feelings towards isagi.Ā
rin is scared to even touch you, scared he would immediately nut in his pants like a virgin. that would be generational aura loss and he wouldnāt hear the end of it from you. so he ignores you like you did something to offend him.Ā
you kinda did piss him off by being so gorgeous and beautiful and sexy andā
ārin, do you want something from the store? iām gonna get groceries.ā you called out from the front door where you were slipping on your uggs to go outside. rin stared at your back from his spot on the couch, his fingers digging into the meat of his thigh.
ārin?ā you called out again, turning to look at him once you noticed he wasnāt responding. rinās eyes were glazed over, running up and over your body like he was undressing you with his smoldering gaze. you waved your hand infront of his face and he finally seemed to snap out of it.
āhuh? ohāyeah, just, get whatever. i donāt care.ā rin crossed his arms over his chest and looked away. what a fake idgafer, he definitely cared.
ā³ FOURTH WEEK :
every day felt like a new hurdle for rin. every time he woke up in the bed he immediately picked up his phone and checked the date. november 27th?? he closed his eyes and felt a singular tear run down his cheek as he pondered about if taking up this challenge was even worth it.Ā
but then, the clock hit 12 on november 30th and it was all free game. rin had his eyes peeled on the clock in the living room while you were in the kitchen washing up after dinner.Ā
rin stalked over towards you with a predatorās grace. the air in the kitchen went cold, you turned around whilst drying your hands off on a towel and were immediately met with rin pinning you against the counter with a growl.Ā
well, shit.
āfuckinā hellāāya really fucked me over with thisāshitāchallenge..ā rin panted in your ear, his thrusts pushing you further up the counter until your back hit the tiled walls of the kitchen. your legs wrapped tightly around rinās waist for leverage and to hold yourself down unless you wanted your soul to ascend to god because damnārin was not holding back.
āriiinnāslowerrrāhngh!ā you whined sweetly but rin didnāt take it. ānone of that.ā rin growled, slapping your ass and then kneading the reddening flesh with his large palm. āyāre gonna take it like a good girl. so stop whining.ā rin demanded with a cold finality in his tone which made all your protests turn to helpless little whines.
rin pulled out until just the head of his cock remained inside of you, he kept fucking you with the tip until you got impatient enough to claw at his back. ārin! unghāput it backkk!ā you huffed, all bratty. and who was rin to deny you when you begged so sweetly? he rammed back into you which knocked all the air out your lungs and all the sense out your brain.
Ā gosh, you loved it when your rinnie got all rough.
ā³ DID HE WIN OR LOSE?
of course he won! did you really think he wouldnāt?
record: he cracked at exactly 12 am! 30 whole days!
rin was massaging your sore thighs as you both cuddled in bed, with his other hand he was on his phone typing something. ārin? who are you texting?ā you perked up, trying to peek into his phone. āisagi.ā rin shrugged and showed you his screen, he was texting isagi about how he won nnn. isagi replied with how he wasnāt even doing the challenge in the first place, rin read the text and tossed his phone away with a deep, guttural groan.Ā
fuck november.
āāā ITOSHI SAE who was equipped for this challenge on a daily. amidst flying out for matches every week or so, november had become practically every month for mister blue balledāyou were sure they actually looked blue from how pent-up he was. that said, he was the one making this hard for you.
ā³ FIRST WEEK :
he only came home on 4th of november and as soon as you opened the door to him, he brushed past you. he was wearing that cologne you mentioned you really liked in passing yet you never thought he would wear it considering he doesnāt like anything fruity yet here he was completely drowning in scent and smelled exactly like an acai bowl.Ā
you had to press your thighs together to keep from pouncing on your boyfriend when he was still in his outside clothes.Ā
and this man had the audacity to take his clothes off in the living room. all his back muscles flexing, was he doing this on purpose?
āsae.ā you called out from the bed, sae was changing into his sleep clothes. āmm?ā he perked up, blinking at you. his bangs were down, his hair not gelled for once. he looked absolutely adorable, and adorably yours.Ā
you sucked in a breath and forced yourself to look away, ānothing.ā you cuddled into the sheets, trying to hide yourself in them. sae seemed to notice what was going on, he crawled onto the bed, over you. pinning you.Ā
he peered down at you, he looked so gorgeous. he leaned forward until his whole face was shoved in yours, āis it really nothing?ā he breathed out, his hot breath was fanning directly over your face. and you swore you could fuck this challenge right there.
but sae broke the contact as soon as it came, he parted with a chaste kiss pressed to your plush lips and he fell over to the side. scooting over to his side of the bed, he pulled the covers over himself and reached to turn off the lights. āgood night.ā he whispered and closed his eyes shut.
did the blue balled just blue ball you?Ā
ā³ SECOND WEEK :
second week was just a normal week. for sae. you were spending every living moment trying to keep from losing your shit and embarrassingly failing to do so. how could you! sae was just strutting around the house like he knew he was making your life a living hell with every breath of his.Ā
he looked well-rested, well-fed and beautiful. you loved when he looked like this, he looked prettier and healthier, much better than how he looked on the pitch. well, he looked hot any way.
and it didnāt make it any better he was being gentle with you, gentler than usual. for example, he held onto your waist and pressed you close whenever you want to stand beside him. in the bed, he spoons you from behind protectively and possesively. and he kisses your neck, your whole body goes weak.
ācome closer. why are you avoiding me?ā sae grabs your wrist to pull you closer to him. it was movie night and usually you two would be snuggled up all cozy under the sheets but you were avoiding him. sae knew why, but he pretended to be clueless and that only pissed you off more. because how were you going to tell him you wanted him to fuck you silly?
either way, you shifted closer until your thighs touched. you flinched at that, the feel of his larger thigh pressed against your smaller one, you could barely keep your gaze from trailing southwards to the visible bulge in his sweatpants. this wasnāt supposed to turn you on, but cāmon, you were a woman parched of your boyfriend. you would take anything you could get.
sae noticed your gaze and his lips quirked into the littlest smirk, imperceptible but there. sae wordlessly grabbed your wrist and pressed it against his bulge, your fingers twitched and you gasped. ās-saeā!ā you tried taking your wrist away but sae held it firmly to his bulge, making you palm him through his sweats.Ā
āitās all yours, princess. have it.ā sae whispered, his grip on your wrist tightened. āyou want it? then you take it. as simple as that.ā sae laid his other arm around your waist and dragged you onto his lap, he gripped your waist with both hands and rubbed your love handles with his thumbs. āi donāt care about this stupidānovember thing. if you wonāt have me, iāll have you.ā sae shrugged, his hand traveled up your side to cup your cherubim cheek.
āwhat will it be?ā sae asked, his green eyes boring into yours intensely. and, truthfully, would you be able to resist?
no. and thatās exactly what happened.Ā
sae had you folded up into a mean mating press, his cock drilling itself inside of you over and over again until you were gasping and crying, clawing at his abs for him to slow down. āsaeāsaeāsaeā!!!!ā you babbled and cried his name, it was nothing but music to his ears. his hand wrapped around your throat to shut you up, you squirmed around.Ā
āshutāshut up..take it..ā sae growled out in-between thrusts. craning his neck forwards to bite into your neck, you whined even louder at that. sae threw your leg over his shoulder and he drove impossibly deep into you, his tip smashing against your g-spot again. and again. and again. until you came gushing over his length, but sae still hadnāt cum yet.Ā
āagain. iām not done.ā sae demanded, biting into your thigh.
ā³ DID HE WIN OR LOSE?
yeah, lost. he didnāt wanna do this anyway smh.
record: 10 days. hey!!! his birthday!!!!
āthank you..ā sae whispered, it almost missed your ear. he was wiping you down with a warm towel after drilling you into the mattress. āhuhā?ā you perked up weakly. sae felt a faint blush color his cheek, he glanced away.Ā
āi didnāt want to waste my holiday, we already get such little time together. thanks for letting meāyou know.ā sae bunched the towel in his fist and tossed it away before crawling over you, pinning you beneath him. you gazed up at him like a lost fawn and he pursed his lips, cupping your cheek and pressing kisses all over your face. ālove you.ā he muttered against your skin in-between kisses.
ālove you too.ā you giggled.
āāā MIKAGE REO who was the one to bring this challenge up. he knew about this, of course, but he didnāt understand why people did it. willingly practice abstinence? must be a joke. reo indulged, thats what he did. regardless, he still took up the challenge. little did he know, how hard it would be.
ā³ FIRST WEEK :
first week barely registered into reoās brain. you know first week was always the easiest, atleast thats what reo thought. he managed to hold off quite well! some might even think he would win this. even you were surprised because how would this manāwho has probably the highest sex drive youāve ever had the pleasure of experiencingāmanage to ignore you for a whole month?
except he was doing that, he really was. but was he succeeding? so far, yes.
āhey baby.ā reo pulled you in by the waist and planted a sweet kiss to your cheek. you smiled and returned it back. reo had just come back from work and he looked sooo fuckinā hot in his work clothes.Ā
āgonna go take a shower, you cominā?ā reo asked while loosening his tie with one very veiny hand. fuck, fuckk, how much you wanted to bite that hand of his. you had to disagree with him, but you couldnāt bring yourself to say it so you just solemnly shook your head.Ā
reo pouted but his lips soon curled into a smirk once he realized what you were doing. āoh, november?ā reo checked the calendar then faced you again. āsuit yourself.ā he shrugged, so nonchalantly then began unbuttoning his shirt. you had to tear your eyes away, with much struggle.Ā
were all rich boys this annoying?Ā
ā³ SECOND WEEK :
this was not easy. no, fuck this month, fuck this, fuck everything, fuck youāhe wishes he could. BUT DANG IT ALL. he is going to shrivel up and die if he doesnāt get to fuck you now, and he means it. now. just the tip thenā? or maybe justāMAN. GIVE HIM SOMETHING TO GO OFF OF.
in-between business meetings, interviews, appearances. he barely finds time anymore to be with you, he guesses thats good. but he just misses you sooo much. heās someone who thrives on constant physical connection so this is really at odds with what he is actually supposed to do this month which is the exact opposite. heās dying inside, his colleagues arenāt using all of their braincells, the management is in shambles and worst of allāhe has, events to appear to. with you. as his spouse.
so he has to bear with seeing you in that sexy little outfit and not rip it off you as soon as you both come home drunk on wine and eachother.
ābabeeeāyerā kinda killinā me here..ā reo whispered in your ear, his hand rested firmly on your inner thigh under the table. all around you, important people from all over the globe sat oblivious to what ministrations reo was performing on your thigh.Ā
āreoo..not hereāā you were cut off by a small gasp escaping your lips, reoās fingers had slid your panties to the side and were ghosting over your slick folds. āa-ahāā you barely held in the noises escaping you. your grip on the table tightening, trying your best to seem composed. the last thing you wanted to do was embarass yourself and reo infront of such big businessmen and women.
however reo was not at all fazed by the company, if he wanted to, he could bend you over the table right now and make everyone watch. but he wouldnāt, he wasnāt an animal. not yet..
āwhat is it, hm?ā reo plunged one finger into your sopping entrance, your body tensed up and your hips bucked into his palm instinctively. you tried forming a response but reo slipped in another finger alongside the first. ācat got your tongue?ā reo smirked, his fingers fucking into you in a rhythmic pattern.Ā
you tried to be quiet, to be good. but reo was so mean, the people sitting around you seemed to catch on, giving you both weird looks. reo noticed it and he just curled his fingers inside you, pressing them against that spot inside of you which made you see stars.Ā
ādonāt think about them, babe. smile for the camera.ā reo pointed towards a cameraman approaching for a picture and he flashed that beautiful, charming grin. you gave a shaky smile, barely reaching your eyes.Ā
reo was kind enough to pull out right after and not make you ruin your dress. gosh, you shouldāve returned this mikage boy to his parents. especially when he sucked his fingers clean and winked at you like that.Ā
but november was still very much going on. and neither of you had nutted.Ā
ā³ THIRD WEEK :
okay. reo should not have played around that night, he did NOT expect you to bite back at him this hard. okay, where should he start fromā
FIRST OF ALL. youāve begun spoiling him, not with material things of courseāhe has alot of that alreadyābut in love and affection. and he is so starved, especially because of you know what month. he just takes it like a good boy. he feels rotten for hogging all of your attention but when youāre just lavishing it all on him like that how could he say no? indulging is what he does.
SECCOOONNDDD. possibly the most meanest thing you have done, youāve started to use his card. you know, that black amex card he just slipped into your wallet one morning and blew a teasing kiss at you. but you never spent a single penny from it, WHY!?!?@ do you not like him? do you not want him???!?Ā
you had reassured him, telling him you saw him as more than just a piggy bank and that you would use it one day. that day was today. gosh, reo loved it when you spent his money. it was all yours after all, all of him was yours.Ā
he watches (insert lego batman gif) as you come home with loads of bags with stuff you bought using that very card. definitely spent well over a million yen but why would reo care? he pops a boner everytime you spoil yourself with his cash.
āreo, how does this look?ā you turned around infront of a mirror, clad in something silky and skimpy yet it hugged your body so perfectly. accentuating every curve and contour of your beautiful form. reo was salivating like a dog.
āwoah..ā reo gawked, eyes nearly popping out of his head. you looked like a wet dreamāsomething which he was having quite regularly nowadays. āy-youālookāfuck..ā reo stammered, nothing forming in that smart brain of his.
ābad? yeahāi should take it oāā you were interrupted by reo sinking to his knees infront of you, āno! noānuh uh. you look absolutely gorgeous. beautiful. prettystunningsweetyummydeliciousiloveyouiloveyouiloveyouāā his rambling was interrupted by a sweet giggle from you. oh he was falling all over again.
āreo, get up.ā you laughed, but reo did not get up. he buried his face in your stomach, inhaling your scent. his hands wrapping around your waist tightly to keep you still, he nosed against your inner thigh like a puppy, gazing up at you from under his lashes.Ā
āno.ā you knew what his intentions were, you couldnāt fail nnn when you had come so far already. he looked absolutely heartbroken and destroyed. how could you! he stood up and dusted himself off, casting you with a look which spoke volumes about the betrayal you had just caused on him. and he returned back to his seat with a flip of his hair.
ā³ FOURTH WEEK :
yea reo had been praying for this week to end as soon as it had come. he remembers checking his phone and doing that guy breaking his chains pose. and you awoke beside him and gave him the nastiest side-eye, reo immediately shriveled up in embarrassment.
reo was buzzing on energy the whole week, like he was on something, he definitely was. because all that energy built up to this very momentā
it was night, you were getting ready for bed but you purposefully wore that purple silk robe you knew reo was a goner for. and of course, paired with nothing underneath, you were sure to get your insides rearranged.Ā
the shower abruptly stopped and after hearing a rustling inside of the bathroomāprobably reo messing with the towelāthe door opened and from the steam stepped out a very drenched and very sexy reo.Ā
with just a towel wrapped around his slender waist and his whole top-half bare, water running down his drenched purple locks, he looked like a vision which immediately got you biting your lip. reo approached you and cupped your cheek, smirking. āitās time.āā okay, horny mariah carey.
and time it was, because reo had you folded up in missionary, his hand cupping your face and another hand rubbing circles on your clit. āyou feel it yeah? how much iāfuckināāneed you.ā reo panted in your ear, his thumb swiping at the drool seeping from your lips.Ā
each snap of his hips into you shook the whole bed, his cock a blur of absolute speed as he messed up your insides. the robe you had slipped on earlier lay in tatters on the floor.Ā
but you couldnāt care less, not when your husband fucked you so messy and so good. reo gripped your face harder and forced you to look up at the mirror installed in the ceiling overlooking the bed, āsee how dumb you look? gushing all over mā cock like a little slut.ā reo drawled, his hand dropping from your chin to wrap around your throat, choking you softly.
āmmhā! reooāmoreā!ā you babbled mindlessly, eyes crossed up. ācanāt even speak huh? right, all stupid. not a single thought in that brain of yours.ā reo chuckled, his hips now slowing down to a languid pace, rolling into you to stir up your already full insides. every roll of his hips made you leak around his cock, so dirty.
āfuckkākeep leakinā like that and iāll go crazy..ā reo leaned forward to bury his face in your neck, sucking a dark hickey on your sensitive flesh.Ā
ā³ DID HE WIN OR LOSE?
another winner!! woohoo!!
record: 30 days aayyyeeeĀ
āweāre never doing this again. this whole..november thing.ā reo muttered against your skin as he spooned you from behind. the early morning rays creeped in through the curtains and got in your eyes, making you squint and groan. āuh-oh.ā reo laughed, covering your eyes with his palm, but it covered your whole face.
ālittle baby canāt handle a little sun?ā reo mocked you in a baby-ish voice and you grabbed a pillow to whack him in the face. āshut up!ā you pouted and reo only laughed, grabbing your waist and flipping you over so he was on top of you.Ā
he leaned forwards to nuzzle his nose with yours. ādonāt pout, youāre making me wanna kiss you.ā reo confessed, pressing a kiss to your jaw. you tangled your fingers in his hair and pulled him up to look at you. āthen kiss me.ā you dared.Ā
and kiss you he did.
āāā NAGI SEISHIRO found out about this challenge from reo. he was not doing this bro. he noped out on the first day itself.
ā³ FIRST WEEK :
lol shut up what first week he barely made it through the first day
āhaahāmmāās so good..āyer so good..ā nagi panted, his large hand tangled in your hair to push your head down on his cock. he heard your throat muscles contract and choke around his length and he bucked his hips up.
ācanāt believe i was planninā on stayinā away from this sweet throat all monthh.ā nagi leaned back in his gaming chair and you popped his cock out of your mouth. nagi shivered softly, feeling the cold air of his room hit against his sensitive cock. you gasped for air before gathering saliva in your mouth and spitting down on nagiās tip and spreading it around nagiās length.
āgood thing you didnāt, seiā.ā you giggled, taking nagiās cock back into your mouth and bobbing your head up and down on it. nagi was big in all the right ways and no matter how much you hollowed your mouth out, you never seemed to fit him in completely.Ā
it poked your cheek and made it bulge, your lips were swollen and flushed from sucking on his dick. you dipped your head and deepthroated his big dick, fuck, it was so meaty and veiny. you could feel each of his veins pulse against the inner walls of your throat as you massaged his length with your throat.
nagi tugged you off his cock by your hair and began fishing his cock. he aimed it right at your face, this bastard. āwatch.ā you stuck your tongue out, a messy mixture of nagiās precum and your spit dripping from your tongue.Ā
with a few more strokes, nagi nutted all on your face. painting you with his cum, he panted heavily, his broad chest rising and falling with each huff. āi just finished on youu, ooh.ā
you picked up some of the cum on your finger and brought it into your mouth, sucking your digit clean. nagi got veryāvery. turned on by that, his dick twitching back to life even after he just came.
and right after that, he hauled you onto his lap and pushed your panties to the side, exposing your soaked pussy to his ravaging gaze. āshitāyouāre so wet just from sucking me off?ā nagi commented blankly, you squirmed and a flush quickly coated your cheeks.
āseiā!ā you smacked his chest and he grabbed your wrist, bringing your small palm upto his face to press a kiss to it. only to distract you from how he shoved his dick right into your sopping wet cunt, a lewd squelch echoing through the room as he bottomed out in one swift thrust. you gasped, your back arching so beautifully.
āyeah, stay like that babygirl.ā nagi kissed your neck, massaging your hip with one hand to ease you despite how absolutely full you felt. with the other hand he unmuted his mic to speak into it.Ā
āright here. sorry, my girlfriend wanted me.ā nagi shrugged, from his headphones you could hear the whistles and cheers of his friends. nagi clamped a hand on your mouth, āgotta stay quiet, okay babe?ā he then shifted his attention to his game, making you cockwarm him while he played games on call with his friends.
you muffled a whine into his shoulder. this was going to be a really, really long night.
ā³ DID HE WIN OR LOSE?
a loser but he does not gaf. nnn?? nagi nut november š³
record: 12 hours. he nutted at exactly 2 am on a tuesday night.
you were getting desperate now, you were leaking your juices all over him and some of it even spilled onto his gaming chair. yet nagi had not even moved once, let alone cum. you had been bouncing on his dick for what felt like an eternity, your clit was all swollen and flushed from grinding against his pelvis so much and your thighs were shaking, knees struggling to hold yourself up. your hips were cramping and you could barely hold yourself up.
āseiiiāābaby pleaaaaseeeāā you whined so needily you were sure his friends on the call could hear, nagiās gaze flicked from the game to you then back to the screen. he clicked his tongue in faux annoyance.
āyou already came twice on me and i havenāt even moved.ā nagi remarked blankly, like this was daily news for him. gosh, this boy frustrated you to no end. if it wasnāt for you using him like a living breathing dildo to get yourself off, you wouldāve strangled him already. nagi seemed to notice your frustration and with a small sigh he unmuted his mic
āgonna go afk guys. my girlfriend wants me again, canāt say no.ā nagi didnāt wait for a response from the other side and took his headphones off, resting them on his neck and grabbing ahold of your hips.Ā
āwhere was i?ā nagi tilted his head and began pounding into you until your eyes rolled back.Ā on his computer screen, his valorant avatar died and his friends were yelling at him for dipping mid match. but he was clearly aiming for something else.
āāā SHIDOU RYUSEI didnāt even think about this challenge. he barely even remembered until you brought it up to him one night while he was humping your thigh while scrolling instagram. no but seriously, did you reaaallyy expect this jerkmate grandmaster baiter, gooner supreme, to not nut for a whole month? heād rather eat glass and like it.
ā³ FIRST DAY :Ā
yeah, first day. because he is not lasting more than that.
heck, he barely lasted the first hour.
āhaah? āya aināt serious right?ā shidou drawled out. he thought you wouldāve taken the hint that he just cannot physically function without busting a load every other day. not doing that for a whole month is practically a death sentence for him, even more-so because youāre his hot, beautiful, perfect girlfriend.
but your serious expression threw him off, you were not joking. āfiinnee. guess i could play along for likeāan hour.ā shidou yawned, rolling his eyes. but his hand immediately found itās way to your thigh, squeezing it. ālet me just keep it there.ā shidou gave you a sidelong glance.Ā
you shook your head, you knew he would tap out soon.
and he did, oh dear. shidou had you folded up in a full nelson. his big toned arms hooked under your knees, your back pressed flush to his chest. his cock thrust in and out of you hard and fast, every thrust made his pelvis connect with your asscheeks and a loud filthy slap echoed through the room.
āfuckāgāna nut all in this bitch. yeah? this pussy keeps sucking me in like āye canāt get enough.ā shidou grinned wildly, his hand creeped lower to rub circles on your clit as he grinded against your cunt, trying to stuff himself deeper.
āryuuuuāāharder!āgimme moreee!ā you screamed his name, your words slurring as shidou fucked you into oblivion. āyeah? more? fuckinā greedy little slut.ā shidou cackled, sweat rolling down his abs and neck, resuming his earlier pace. his hands reached to grip your ass, spreading your cheeks to drive himself deeper into you. the crown of his cock kissed your cervix with each thrust making you cry out.
āmmhāryuā! cummināā!ā your eyes rolled to the back of your skull, toes curling as you gushed over shidouās cock for the nth time that night. ācream all over my dickāyeah, jusā like that, what a good gal.ā shidou panted, eventually he buried himself to the hilt inside you, balls slapping against your ruined pussy as he emptied yet another load inside of your creamy little cunt.
āone more, ākay?ā
ā³ DID HE WIN OR LOSE?
what made you think he would win..?
record: 1. singular. hour. this man does not care.
shidou held you close while he was back to scrolling through instagram. you cuddled up into his side, wrapped up in his hoodie which drowned you in it. the sleeves fell way past your hands and thighs and it smelled so undoubtedly like him. that feral scent of his.
shidou laughed at a dumb reel, his thumb rubbing circles on your hips. he didnāt say anything, the silence already spoke volumes. it was comfortable like this, just the two of you and nothing else.Ā
eventually though, shidou cradled the back of his head with his palm and pressed a kiss to your forehead. your eyes fluttered closed, a small giggle escaping you. music to his ears.
ādid i go too hard? are āya hungry?ā shidou asked, showing the rare softness which was only reserved for you. his eyes were half-lidded, gazing down at you with so much adoration it stole your breath.Ā
you shook your head and buried your face in his chest, wrapping (barely) your arms around his bare upper half and pulling him flush to you. ānuh uhāmmf just wanā you.ā your voice was muffled into his warm skin.Ā
shidou laughed, not his usual devilish cackles but a rare genuine laugh. he pressed another kiss, this time to your cheek and resumed watching his stupid reels.Ā
āāā MICHAEL KAISER was another boaster, he knew he was going to win this challenge. how could he not? itās not like you were thaaatt tempting!
ā³ FIRST WEEK:
this was not a challenge. this was not a challenge. this was not a challenge. this was not a challenge. okay maybe it kind of was.
would it hurt you to stop being so sexy and hot and lovely and ā for just one second? really, you were doing this on purpose. and kaiser would not fall for it, no he wouldnāt. nuh uh.
āmichaā! youāre home!ā you hopped up from the couch to go greet kaiser at the front door, kaiser was clad in a warm hoodie and sweatpants. yet he could feel a shiver run down his body as soon as you wrapped your small arms around him.Ā
yet he forced himself to act normal, he could not give up now. unless he wanted to be the laughing stock of the whole bastard münchen team for the coming year.Ā
āliebe, did you miss me?ā kaiser wrapped his arms around you too, crushing you against him with more force than necessary. his cold hands trailed all over your body, slipping lower to cup your round ass, squeezing the fat and feeling it spill from between his fingers. you were so perfect.
āmmāsure i did. youāre dirty michaā, go wash up.ā you giggled, pulling away and helping kaiser take his hoodie off. kaiser pouted softly but chased after your lips for a kiss, you pulled back and grimaced, āeww, youāll get me sick.ā kaiser rolled his eyes, āgermaphobe. just say you donāt want me.āĀ
ādrama queen.ā you sighed but your words held no real bite, you tugged kaiserās hoodie off his frame and folded it in your arms. āgo shower, for real now.ā and kaiser reluctantly obliged like a very bratty toddler. whatās up with his attitude?
ā³ SECOND WEEK:
his palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy ā momās spaghetti.Ā
he cannot do this anymore. he regrets ever boasting about this, he regrets even taking up this damned challenge! he canāt even touch you without wanting to rip your clothes off and bend you over the nearest possible surface thatās how down bad he has become.
and it has been showing during football practice too, his teammates are always keeping a safe distance from him lest he kick the ball in their balls. then it will really be no nut november.
every shot kaiser made seemed to make the net scream every time he landed a goal, and by the end of practice, kaiser was always buzzing with energy now even more-so that he hasnāt nutted in weeks.
ākaiser misses a goal in latest match against brazil. is the german legend slipping up?ā you read out the news headline to kaiser who was fuming beside you on the bed. you could literally see his head emitting smoke, almost.Ā
you bit back a giggle and turned to lay on your side, running a hand over kaiserās chest and making him shudder. āwhatās wrong, big guy?ā you feigned concern when you actually knew all too well whatās wrong with him. and kaiser hated that, you teasing little minx.
kaiser grabbed onto your hips and lifted you onto his lap, āyou know exactly whatās wrong with me.ā kaiser deadpanned, he looked some parts mad and some parts desperate. he began grinding you on his lap, feeling your cunt rub against his bulge from the fabric of your panties under your sinfully short skirt.
āgetting desperate, are we now, micha?ā you teased, leaning forwards and hiking your tiny tee up, allowing your tits to spill free and gods, they filled up kaiserās face.
āmmhmm..ā kaiserās voice was muffled from in-between your round, perfect boobs. his hands crept higher up your skirt to grab handfuls of your perky ass and grind you harder against him. he was so lost in the sauce he didnāt even notice your juices ruining his sweatpants.
āmichaaā! yeā canāt cum yet, remember?ā you rolled off kaiserās lap and began pulling your clothes back in place. kaiserās hand went down to palm himself through his damp sweats, gosh his outline was so thick it had you drooling.Ā
āplease, prinzessin.ā kaiser whispered, loud and clear but you pretended not to hear anyway. just to hurt his already fragile ego even more. āmm? please what?ā you smirked, running a hand down kaiserās chest again.
āplease justālet me put the tip in. please! that doesnātāthat doesnāt count as losing, yeah?ā kaiser pleaded, desperation lacing every syllable of his speech. and how could you resist him when he was like this?
you shook your head with small laugh and flipped your skirt up, pushing your panties to the side with your finger. ājust the tip, ākay? no more.ā kaiser ogled but then fished his cock out from his pants and he was already so hard. poor boy, mustāve been soooo needy.
he stroked his cock a few times, his tip was drooling pre and looked so flushed and pretty. he pressed it against your sopping wet pussy and slid it up and down your folds, smacking your clit with it making you cry out sweetly.
eventually, kaiser pressed just his huge, flared tip inside of you and immediately a groan which he seemed to have been holding in for ages slipped out of his mouth.Ā
āscheiĆeāyerā squeezinā the life outtaā me, liebe..ā kaiser choked out, head thrown back over the pillows, heels digging into the mattress trying to hold back from thrusting up into you. because he knows if he does,
he wonāt pull out till he nuts.
ā³ THIRD WEEK:
by week three, kaiser has become a problem.
not for you. not for his teammates. not for isagi (okay, maybe for isagi). no, noākaiser has become a problem for himself.
the man wakes up hard. he goes to bed hard. he breathes too fast and heās hard. like a beast of erectile dysfunction, at this point heās convinced his body is staging his downfall.Ā
heās snappy, irritable, and painfully pretty (just like usual but this time he is suffering). everyone around him knows something is offāthey been knewāheās quieter in the locker room, always sitting with his legs crossed like a victorian lady in the medieval ages trying to hide her ankles except heās trying to hide his boner.
AND god forbid you so much as bend down to pick something up in front of him. the moment you do, you can literally hear his last two braincells arguing:Ā
āim gonna nutā
ādude sybau we gotta survive thisā
āi canāt do this anymore twinā
āget up.ā kaiser ordered, but his voice was a little pitched up. you were bent over, cleaning the bookshelf and of course you wore the tightest little booty shorts to just rub it in even more.Ā
he knew you were doing this on purpose, showing yourself around knowing he canāt do anything about it? Ā
you peered over your shoulder to look at him, your hips giving a teasing little sway. āwhat is it, micha? canāt i clean around a little?ā you pouted, batting your dolly lashes up at kaiser.Ā
āyou can..but stopāfuckinā hell.ā kaiser ran his inked hand down his face, his eyes zeroed in on your plump ass. how much he wanted to just grab two handfuls of that perfect bouncy fat and feel it slap against his hips everytime he fucked into your creamy little cunt.
you seemed to read his thoughts, with how your lips curled into the tiniest smirk. āwhat? use your words..ā you cooed mockingly, arching your back even more.Ā
kaiser wasnāt having any of it, he simply stood up and walked away. because he knew if he stayed, it would be much, much worse.
ā³ FOURTH WEEK:
oh, hallelujah. november is almost coming to an end, kaiser swore he would actually shave his head and retreat retreated a monastery in taiwan to lead the life of a monk if this month wore on any loner.
the morning of 30th november was the longest ever in his life, every passing second was a second closer to salvation and kaiser couldnāt wait.Ā
it had gotten so bad that he skipped practice unless he wanted to pop a boner in the middle of the field. sure his team was confused, kaiser never skipped practice or literally anything to do with football then they looked at the calender and a collective āohhhā was sounded.
and as soon as the clock hit 12? baby, kaiser was not. holding. back.
āyou little fuckinā tease.ā kaiser bounced you on his lap in reverse cowgirl, one hand tightly gripping your hips and his tattooed hand wrapped tightly around your throat. āyou made my life a livinā hell with thisāsweet little cunt.ā kaiser growled, his hips bucking up to fuck more of his big cock into your drooling pussy.Ā
āmmhhā! michaāpleaseātoo much!ā you whined loudly, tapping his meaty thigh weakly with two fingers. ātoo much?ā kaiser laughed humorlessly, āyerā leaking all over mā cock and you say is too much?ā kaiser nipped at your earlobe.Ā
kaiserās hands slid down to harshly cup your bouncing tits and kneaded the firm mounds in his hands. you threw your head back on his shoulder with a cry. āfuckk yeahālook at these perfect little tits. all fuckinā mine.ā kaiser punctuated his words with a particularly hard thrust into you, his tip kissing that spot inside of you which made you see stars behind your eyelids.
kaiser then grabbed his phone from the bedside table and opened his camera app, he then gripped your chin and forced you to look at yourself, messy and dumb, in the phone. āsmile, liebling.ā kaiser chirped and winked at the screen while you tried your best to smile with your swollen lips and drool down your chin.
ā³ DID HE WIN OR LOSE?
kaiser never loses, what did you think?
record: 30 full days. barely made it.
ālook how fucked out you look here.ā kaiser laughed, showing you the selfie of you he took earlier. āmicha! stop itāā you giggled and pushed the phone away, kaiser curled an arm around you and hugged you closer to his side. his nose buried in your hair to inhale the sweet scent of your shampooāsomething delicate like you. ācanāt believe i survived without fuckinā āya for a month.ā kaiser commented with a small chuckle, his words buried into the crown of your head.Ā
ā..ām never doing this again.ā kaiser shook his head and spooned you closer to him.
he is definitely doing this again.
āāā ALEXIS NESS who saw you mention doing the no nut november challenge once and immediately started sulking like a puppy who got his favourite toy taken away.Ā
he is not going to deprive himself of you for a whole month, what do you think he is? stupid?
ā³ FIRST WEEK:
day 1. ness has lost vision in his left leg and has a fracture in his right eye. no seriously, he feels like heās walking on a pile of glass barefootāand he would rather do that than actually do this challenge.
but since you pleaded him so sweetly, how could he say no? he tried to keep his act up for atleassstt a couple of days. maybe 6 or 7.
day 3. he caved, like a dumbass. no you canāt even blame him this time! poor baby just couldnāt resist it when you went to the shower and left your panties lying on the floor. he was just cleaning up after youābut fuck, he just couldnāt help himself from pressing the lacy pair to his face and taking a big sniff. gosh, he was drooling like a puppy.
one thing lead to another and he was jerking off with your panties wrapped around his cock. so disgusting. he didnāt even notice when you stepped out of the bathroom in just a skimpy little towel, and caught him right in the act. using your panties to get himself off.
and you wouldnāt let him get away with that, would you?
āyou stupid little puppy, just canāt keep your dick in your pants, canāt you?ā you cooed, rubbing your dripping cunt on nessās face. you were sitting on nessās face, eyes locked onto his where his face was peeking out from between your thighs.Ā
gosh, he was in heaven, he loved when you took charge of him. his tongue licked between your folds, gulping down mouthfuls of your slick. you grinded down against his mouth and up until your clit caught on his nose.
āmmh, youāre gonna nut just from this, huh?ā you tilted your head to the side, fingers tangling into nessās soft magenta locks to hold him in place as you rode his face. nessās hands gripped your thighs to press you harder against him but you swatted them away.Ā
āno touching. you donāt deserve it.ā you clicked your tongue, you lifted yourself up from his face and looked down. ness whined, ām-mommy! pleaseāfuckāsit back down!ā he demanded, and you did. nessās lips immediately latched onto your clit and he began sucking until your pearl was flushed and aching.Ā
ness bucked his hips up, fucking the air. mumbling ālove youās and endless praises into your pussy. he was so pussy-drunk he couldnāt even stop himself from cumming untouched. ropes of his cum splattering over his own stomach.Ā
ā³ DID HE WIN OR LOSE?
he was destined to lose!!
record: 3 days, atleast he lasted half a week?
āa-ah! mommyāyāre so tight and mmāso good!ā ness babbled in your ear as he fucked into you mindlessly, he pressed his forehead against yours, hands cupping your face. ālove youālove you so fuckinā muchāand love this tight lilā pussy..ā ness whispered against your lips before capturing them in a wet, messy kiss.Ā
ness fucked vigorously into your sloppy pussy, pressing wet, smacking kisses all over your fucked out face. his thrusts eventually got sloppier and with a few more, he buried himself deep inside of you and shooter his seed right into your warm, waiting womb. he pressed on your belly with a shaky hand.
summary : you and your girlfriend decide to attempt NNN, a playful bet turns into a struggle for dominance and pride. who can last the longest without giving in? who breaks first? and how hard do they snap when they lose?
pairings [SEPARATE] : sevika x reader ;; ambessa x reader ;; grayson x reader ;; vi x reader ;; caitlyn x reader
warnings : SMUT DUHH ;; men fuck off ;; strap ;; dacryphillia ;; betting ;; ambessa surviving whole month ;; rough sex ofc ;; cnc if u squint ;; multiple orgamsms ;; fingering ;; oral ;; grayson yearning !! ;; scissoring ;; crying ;; size kink ;; subāgrayson ;; pillow humping ;; sub!vi ;; talking through it ;; masturbation ;; mention of nudes ;; vibratorā¦
a.n : yall tell me if u like this or not (( i got sooo many requests goshh iām overstimulated af, and their like all overdue lmao. after this i probably wonāt be posting for awhile (maybe a week?)
SEVIKAĀ Ā ā¶Ā Ā 4Ā DAYS
day 4 is already hell.
sheās pacing more, smoking more and drinking more. jaw flexing every time you walk past her.
but sheās still talking shit like sheās got this in the bag.
āyouāre gonna fold before i do.ā
āim not that easily swayed, sweetheart.ā
ādonāt start crying when you lose.ā
oh she is so cocky. so arrogant. so confident in her mental strength.
and then dinner happens. and youāre just cooking, just minding your business.
leaning forward a little, reaching into a cupboard. your back arches, shirt rides up, hips lift just slightly.
pure accident totally, right??? sure. you feel her presence behind you before she even touches you. the warm, heavy weight of her body heat, her chest to your back. her breath at your ear.
you donāt turn around. cause you already know.
her voice is low strained, already losing.
āā¦donāt do that, baby.ā
you blink innocently, ādo what?ā
thereās a pause ā a long one as her self control teeters.
her metal hand finds your hip, the grip is tight.
āthat...teasingā she presses her hips forward to your ass and you can feel her getting more desperate as she slowly grinds on you.
āyou okay over there, big girl? looks like someoneās strugglingā¦ā
she growls and her mouth is on your neck instantlyā hot, messy, needy kisses. tongue. teeth. breath.
and you laugh, which thatās what snaps her.
she turns you around, lifts you onto the counter like you weigh nothing. pan still sizzling beside you, well dinner absolutely abandoned.
her forehead presses to yours, breathing hard, pupils dilated.
āfuck the bet, fuck the money. i canāt- canāt listen to you talk and not have you.ā
thereās no slow lead-in. no hesitation. and definitely no polite asking. sheās kissing you like sheās been deprived of oxygen, one hand in your hair, the other gripping your thigh open. sheās grinding slowā grinding like sheās trying not to lose it too fast.
you murmur against her mouth, āsoā¦does this mean i win?ā
she bites your bottom lip a little too hard. āshut up and get on the bed.ā
dinner? burning.
$100? long gone.
sevika? ruined.
you? oh youāre about to be.
she doesnāt just lead you to the bed.
she pushes you onto it ā hands flat to your back, body following, her weight pinning you down into the mattress before you even get your bearings.
her thigh slots between yours, metal hand on the back of your head, pushing you down like she wants you to feel owned before sheās even inside you.
āyou think this is funny, donāt ya?ā
you donāt answer cause you whine instead, hips rolling without your permission, chasing friction like youāre the one who lost the bet.
she laughs ā low, mean, already wrecked. āyeah. thatās what i thought.ā
she gets off you only long enough to go to the drawerā
the drawer.
yeah you know which one.
she doesnāt reach for a normal strap. oh no. she grabs the monster.
the one you only use on special nights. long, girthy, textured, and squirming ā slow, serpentine motions like itās alive.
āsince you wanted to act like you werenāt botheredā¦ā she says, voice sharp, āletās see how long that lasts.ā
she straps it on tight, hips flexing once, testing weight and angle. she climbs back onto the bed, grabs your hips, and pulls you to the edge like you weigh absolutely nothing.
no teasing.
no warming up.
no lube, youāre already soaked and she knows it.
one hand spreads you open ā fingers pressing, dragging, feeling how wet she made you just by existing behind you. āyouāre dripping. day four and youāre already this fucked out?ā
you try to say something but it comes out as a breathless, helpless little moan that makes her smirk.
she pushes in slow at first but not gentle.
the stretch is immediate, overwhelming, your body fighting to take it and needing it at the same time. your mouth falls open, head dropping forward, hands gripping the sheets like itās going to save you from drowning.
āohhh f-fuck!ā you gasp.
her hand comes to your lower back, pressing you down, forcing you to arch more.
ādonāt run. you wanted this, so stay still.ā
then she starts thrusting. not fast but deep. every push drags the length of that squirming strap against your walls. textures and movement hitting every nerve and your legs are shaking almost instantly.
your moans arenāt even controlled, theyāre broken, high and desperate.
āuhhah ahh!! sevikaaahhhh fuckāā
she groans, chest pressed to your back, breath hot against your ear, āyeah. thatās it. thatās the sound i wanted.ā
her pace picks up,
hips snapping forward, the strap moving inside you with every thrust, curling and pulsing.
while your voice climbs louder and messier.
her hand slips between your legs, palm spanking your clit as she drives into you harder. squelch squelch squelch
thereās no rhythm anymore ā itās need.
sheās panting, biting your shoulder, thrusts hitting so deep you go crossed eyed. sevika doesnāt ease up, oh no, she just shifts her grip.
her metal hand slides up your spine, grabs both your wrists, and pulls them behind your back, pinning them there like sheās restraining you.
your chest presses down into the mattress, hips tilted up, open, exposed. you gasp ā half sob, half moan.
āsevika ā please,ā your voice cracks.
she groans into your shoulder hungrily and frustrated.
ādonāt start fucking begging now. you were reaaal bold in the kitchen just now.ā
her hips slam forward, the strap driving so deep it knocks your breath right out of your lungs.
you cry out loud, shaking and broken. your wrists twitch in her grip, instinct trying to pull forward, try to ground yourself, try to grab onto something ā she doesnāt let you.
her body weight holds you down, back arched, pussy spread, taking every inch whether you can keep up or not.
the strap is still squirming inside you, curling, dragging against every nerve. and your whole body is trembling so hard your knees buckle. tears hit the sheets. warm. fast. helpless.
āfuck fuāah s-stop it!! i canātāā
you donāt actually mean stop. you both know you donāt. your voice is trembling on pleasure, not fear.
she leans down, lips at your ear, breathing ragged, āyeah you can, youāre taking it. donāt you dare stop now.ā
her hand on your wrists tightens.
the way she holds you is possession, not force. her hips snap forward again, harder and your voice just breaks. youāre sobbing ā messy, shaking, moaning through the crying. and of course sheās getting off on it.
your orgasm hits harddd affff. fast, overwhelming, body curling in on itself while you canāt move.
your legs convulse, your cry goes high and raw ā almost embarrassing, except she groans at the sound like itās the best fucking thing sheās ever heard.
she fucks you through it, slow, deep thrusts now, like sheās feeling you shake around her.
āthere it is,ā she breathes, voice wrecked. āthere you go. ride it out, i gotcha.ā
when itās done, she finally lets your wrists go, your body collapsing under you, chest heaving, face wet with tears. she eases out, settles behind you, pulls you onto her thigh, arms around your waist, panting into your neck.
you sniff once. wipe your cheek. catch your breath.
and then, because you are you,
āsoā¦whereās my $100?ā
sevika freezes, you can actually feel the moment her soul leaves her body.
she exhales through her nose ā long, suffering.
āyeah. yeah iāllā¦iāll get my wallet later.ā
her voice is so flat and tired you laugh, even though your voice is still shaky. she kisses your neck.
ādonāt. start.ā
you kiss her cheek
āiām gonna frame the bill.ā
AMBESSAĀ Ā ā¶Ā Ā 31Ā DAYS
she doesnāt crack. not once.
you try:
⢠sitting on her lap
⢠sleeping in her bed shirtless
⢠āaccidentallyā dropping things and bending over
⢠whining
⢠cuddling
⢠showering together
⢠wearing her shirts
⢠kissing her neck in the mornings
BUT SHE DOESNT FUCKING BREAKKKK
she looks at you with that slow, amused, terrifyingly calm expression.
āoh, darling. you really think temptation controls me?ā
her voice is silk and steel.
her self control is religious.
she does kiss you ā soft, lingering and deep ā but stops every time it can turn into more.
thumb under your chin, murmuring, ānot yet, patience. youāll thank me later.ā
by day 29 youāre the one going insane.
your thighs press together when she walks by. your voice goes breathy around her. you canāt even look at her hands without whining.
she notices, of course. she cups your cheek gently, āalmost, just a little longer.ā
and you want to scream. AND CREAM!
day 30 // 11:59 PM
she sits behind you in bed, legs around your hips, arms around your waist.
holding you.
breathing with you.
not touching sexually.
justā¦well, waiting.
her lips brush your shoulder. āwhen the clock changes, you will not be able to walk tomorrow, dear.ā
she kisses your pulse, ānod if you understand.ā
you nod. āyes, bessa.ā she laughs low, soft, devastating.
DECEMBER 1ST // 12.00 AM
the restraint shatters like IMMEDIATELY THE SECOND IT TURNS 12
there is no hesitation. no slow build. no gentle start.
ambessa lifts you, one arm under your thighs, the other behind your back and lays you down like you are something precious she is about to ruin.
her mouth is on your throat immediately, openmouthed, hungry, devouring kisses that make your back arch.
her hands are so big around your waist it feels like she could just close her fingers and break you in half.
she drags your underwear down slow, not teasingly
her voice is destroyed already, āi have missed this.ā
she spreads you open with both hands, like sheās studying you, honoring you, starved for you.
and then she goes down on you.
deep tongue. strong pressure. messy sounds.
sheās moaning into you like sheās the one being touched.
your legs shake fast, too fast, and she just holds your thighs steady like her hands were made for the exact shape of your body.
youāre already crying.
āa-ambessa!! ngh wait iāā
she lifts her head just enough to speak against your swollen, wet pussyā voice hoarse and reverent, āthirty. days.ā
she sucks your clit and your entire spine leaves your body. you cum so hard your vision whites out and she does not stop.
your hips try to pull away but she gathers you back easily and keeps going. youāre crying, shaking and babbling. sheās groaning like sheās drinking water in a desert.
when she finally pulls back, her mouth is wet and shining, and her pupils are shot.
āturn over.ā youāre on your stomach before you even think.
she straps up, the big one. the one with weight. the one she never uses unless she wants to break you apart slowly.
you feel it when she presses the tip in, stretching you slow but deep, like she wants your body to remember the shape of her.
she leans over you chest to your back, lips to your ear.
āi have waited a month to fuck you,ā
she whispers, deep, low, shaking,
āand i am not going to be gentle.ā
she fucks you deep enough to feel it in your throat. paced, controlled, but merciless.
your moans are broken. your tears are constant. your voice is barely words.
she holds your wrists down. and bites your shoulder. she breathes your name like a prayer and a claim.
you cum. again, again and again you start losing count. she doesnāt stop, she doesnāt even slow.
the room is heat and sweat and breath and the sound of skin hitting skin hard. slap squelch slap squelch !!
your voice is wrecked, shaking:
āp-please mābessaaa i- i canāt!!ā
she kisses your jaw. āyes you can, darling. just let me handle it.ā
and she fucks you until you do. again, and again, and again till you receive the best aftercare.
GRAYSONĀ Ā ā¶Ā Ā 14Ā DAYS
sheās sweet, normal, laughing. cooking dinner.
she kisses you on the forehead instead of the mouth.
she sleeps facing the wall because she knows if you cuddle sheāll crumble.
you tease her lightly ā sitting on her lap, hugging her from behind, and she just smiles like angels are singing in her ears.
ānice try, sweetheart.ā
sheās confident.
sheās calm.
sheās in control.
but as the days go by, her touches linger. her eyes drop to your lips, chest and ass more often. she swallows hard when you stretch or climb into her lap.
she starts avoiding the bedroom with you inside it.
sheāll be like āiāll sleep on the couch, you know, just to be safe.ā voice tight. cheeks pink.
sheās not suffering horny.
sheās suffering yearning.
itās night. youāre in bed. sheās behind you. and you slowly back up into her.
just your hips touching her thighs.
she fucking stops breathing.
her hand hovers over your waist, not touching, just trembling in place.
you whisper,
āyou can hold me, baby. aināt gonna bust in me are you?ā
she smiles and does. very carefully. very gently.
her chest pressed to your back, lips against your shoulder, breathing like sheās trying not to beg.
the next night, youāre wearing one of her shirts. no pants, just your undies. soft. sleepy. warm.
you crawl into her lap on the couch while she reads.
not even horny. just loving.
you tuck your head under her chin. your breath brushes her throat. her hands hovering, unsure, fragile. you nuzzle her neck.
āgraayyy?ā
her voice is so quiet and raspy godddd, āshh baby donāt do that. you know what it does to me.ā
you blink up at her. ādoes what?ā
she swallows, her hands cup your cheek like sheās holding something holy and breakable.
āyou know exactly what youāre doing.ā your eyes meet hers and thatās it. her restraint shatters.
she kisses you like her heart is on fire,
slow at first, then deeper, hungrier, her fingertips trembling at your jaw because she has wanted this for two weeks.
she lifts you onto her lap properly, thighs spread over hers, your chest flush to hers, hands gripping her shoulders like you will fall apart without her.
her voice is breathless, warm, almost breaking, āiām sorry, i tried i really tried. but i missed you. i missed this so much, darling.ā
and youāre already whining because she kisses like sheās trying to pull your soul out through your mouth.
she pulls back just enough to look at you. her eyes are already glossy.
not from lust.
from finally.
āwe can stop,ā she whispers, voice thin, trying so hard to be good. āwe havenāt broken anything yet, yāknowā¦ā
her mouth trembles she wants you so bad it looks like pain. you shake your head.
ān-no grayson, i want you.ā
and then the restraint is gone.
her hands are everywhere ā your waist, your back, your thigh ā sliding you higher into her lap, aligning your hips to hers. you quickly remove to remove your underwear and hers.
gosh her pussy is the prettiest. that bushā but no, no time to day dream now.
you both close the distance between your heats.
you both moan ā soft, involuntary, broken at the same time, and itās like the room sparks around you.
her fingers grip your thigh, spreading you wider over her, guiding you until your bodies slot together perfectly, that tender, slick glide as your folds brush hers. you both gasp.
the first slow grind is accidental, just your weight settling but it sends a shock up both your spines.
your breath shatters.
sheās already tearing up.
just tears slipping down her face without her noticing, mouth parted, breath shaking while she rolls her eyes back.
she holds your waist like sheās afraid youāll disappear mid touch.
āiāā
her voice catches, raw.
āi donāt want to hurt youā nghhā
you shake your head again, faster, āyou wonāt please m-more.ā
her hips move just enough for your clits to drag against each other nice and gooodddd.
you whine loud, broken and she chokes on a gasp like the sound punched the air out of her chest.
she grips you tighter.
āokayokay iāve got youāā
and she starts really grinding.
not frantic.
not dirty.
intimate.
deep, rolling movements that push you into her, pressed,, breath mixing, thighs trembling.
the sound of your wetness between you is obscene. soft, messy friction, rhythm building until your hips are moving together without thought.
your moans go higher .your body starts shaking. you clutch her thighs, nails sinking in.
her tears fall onto your neck.
āyouāre- youāre so warmā god, i forgot,ā
her voice is wrecked, completely gone,
āi forgot how good you feel mmhā
your thighs squeeze around her, grinding harder, faster, chasing the pulse building low and tight in your stomach. your breath is breaking.
āgray- graysonnn!! iā ā
she hears it. her own hips stutter like sheās losing rhythmā
she grabs your hips in both hands and guides you through it, fucking up into your pussy, scissoring harder, deeper, wetter, your clits dragging perfect and overwhelming.
she presses her forehead to your cheek, her tears smearing against yours, āyes you can, sweetheart. f-fuck iām right here, please stay with mhh meā
your orgasm hits hard and deep and full body,
your thighs clamp around hers, your back arches, you cry out open, raw, helpless.
she comes with youā a deep, broken noise from her chest like sheās finally letting herself feel which god sounds sooo beautiful.
you collapse into each other. your legs are still tangled. your chests press and fall together. your breaths are uneven and wet.
sheās still holding your hips like you might vanish, āthank you.ā
you tuck your face into her neck.
ādonāt thank me, baby.ā you pant, āletās just rest.. weāll clean up later.ā
VIĀ Ā ā¶Ā Ā 2Ā DAYS
day 1 she was cocky as hell. leaning back on the couch w her hands behind her head like,
āpffft babe i literally grew up in a prison. you think i canāt handle not busting for a few days? easy.ā
you shrugged. you werenāt even teasing yet cause you didnāt have to.
cause day 2 hits like a truck.
so you get home from work and what you hear are the sounds of whimpering. your bedroom door is cracked open. soft, desperate breathing.
you push the door open and there she is.
vi.
on her knees on the bed, hips grinding down hard onto your pillow, both hands gripping it like itās life support.
sheās in just a tank top and minecraft boxers, hair messy as hell, cheeks flushed deep pink.
her forehead is pressed to the pillow as her hips are moving fast ā sloppy, needy, desperate circles and thrusts.
she didnāt notice you yet. āfuck!! gosh i love you i love youiloveyouuu mhhā
you lean against the doorframe, āreally?ā
her entire spine goes stiff. her hips instantly stop mid grind.
she turns her head slowly ā face red, pupils blown, sweat on her neck, lips bitten raw.
āā¦hey.ā
āhey.ā
she clears her throat, āso before you say anything. i didnāt cum. so technicallyā ā
you raise an eyebrow, āhoney, you were humping my pillow.ā
āyeah but, i didnāt finish.ā
you walk towards her and she squeezes your pillow tighter between her thighs, like youāre gonna take it. you sit on the edge of the bed and tilt her chin up with one finger, āvi, baby. you lost.ā
āi didnāt! babe, i was so ā you were gone all day and you were wearing that stupid cute shirt this morning and i could smell your shampoo on this pillow andāā
she cuts herself off, mortified.
āawww you missed me?ā you smile wickedly.
āshut up.ā she tries to sound cocky but fails, sheās gone already.
you slip your hand between her thighs and lean close to her ear,
āgo on then, show me how bad you wanted it.ā
her hips start moving again ā but slower because sheās looking right at you while she does it, breathing your air, forehead on your shoulder.
sheās so wet the pillow is already damp, her voice gets high embarrassingly needy āpleaseee!! please fuck i missed you babyyyyā
you guide her hips, fingers digging into her waist, making her grind harder, deeper.
āsay it,ā you whisper. āsay you broke.ā
āiā ā another grind and her voice cracks.
āi broke okay? i fuckin lost. just donāt stoppp!! feels sāgood!ā
and she cums from humping your pillow while looking you straight in the eyes, thighs shaking, breath stuttering, face pressed to your boobies as she whimpers through it.
pathetic in the sexiest way possible.
when sheās done, she just collapses against you, panting, gripping you like she thinks youāre gonna vanish.
ātwo days, huh?ā
she groans into your collarbone, āshut the fuck up.ā
CAITLYNĀ Ā ā¶Ā Ā 17Ā DAYS
she didnāt mean to find them, your laptop was open.
a folder not even hidden well, justā¦there.
photos from months ago ā ones you took when you were feeling hot and wanted to surprise her back then.
she should have closed it. she really did try.
but the second she saw even one glimpse, your thigh, your hand pulling your underwear aside, that perfect arch ā her breath hitched like sheād been punched.
she sat down slowly, scrolling through more files. and she finds another one.. and opens it.
and then another.
and another.
her voice is barely a whisper to herself, āoh god.ā
she was so composed up until now. so calm, so proud and so polished.
day 17 breaks her like a fever.
she goes to your drawer, top shelf.
she knows exactly where the vibrator is.
she takes the pretty one, the purple one she bought for you because of course she did.
she lies back on the bed. knees bent to her chest, legs spread slowly like sheās still pretending to be elegant even though sheās about to ruin herself.
the photos are still open on the laptop beside her.
your body.
your expression.
your hand between your legs.
she drags two fingers through her panties, and they come away wet. not damp. fucking wet.
āseventeen days, i lasted seventeen days for youāā
she presses her palm over her mouth to muffle the sound, because sheās already whining, already shaking.
she turns the vibrator on lowest setting. and just the sound of it makes her hips lift.
she brings it to her clit and the noise that leaves her is not dignified.
a whine ā high, breathy, desperate.
her free hand fists the sheets. her thighs start shaking instantly because her body has been begging for this for weeks.
her eyes flutter, lashes wet, chest rising too fast.
she whispers your name like a prayer. no, really, āpleasepleaseplease!! darling, oh i need you,ā
she grinds up against the vibrator, hips jerking, trying not to move too fast but failing.
sheās not even trying to stay quiet anymore.
sheās breathless, soft gasps, whimpers, her whole body tight, so close it hurts.
she keeps looking at the photo on the screen,
your pussy exposed, your fingers spreading yourself for the camera.
her lips part. and then she falls apart. not a short orgasm.
but a slow, overwhelming, full body release, her thighs clench, her back arches off the bed, her mouth opens silent for a second, like the pleasure is too big to make a sound. and then the cry comes.
a broken, choked, whimpering sob of relief, āooh god!! oh my, mmphā
her orgasm just keeps going, long, drawn out waves that look like itās stealing her breath. she canāt even look straight at the photos without rolling her eyes back.
when she finally collapses back down onto the sheets, her legs are still twitching.
she covers her eyes with her arm, chest heaving, flushed to the collarbone.
summary: how long they last during no nut november?
pairing: m. bachira, r. itoshi, s. barou, s. nagi, r. shidou & m. kaiser (separately) x gn!reader
cw: MDNI, nsfw, established relationship, sexual abstinence, all characters are 18+
part 1 you're here! | part 2 | reqs open!
ā§ ā bachira: 30 whole days! (wow)
phew. let me tell you, that man would be a walking, talking, twitching bundle of pent-up energy, like a horny little demon trapped in a human suit. he'd treat NNN like some twisted game, bouncing off the walls, whispering sweet, filthy nothings in your ear just to test his own damn limits. you'd catch him staring at you, eyes wide and a little unhinged, muttering, "just one more day, just one more day, and then i'm gonna eat you alive." he'd be squirming, darling, squirming in his seat, trying to distract himself with god knows what, but every touch, every look, every breath you take would be torture. when december 1st finally hit, you wouldn't even have time to blink. he'd be on you like a starved beast, all frantic hands and desperate kisses, tearing at your clothes, gasping, "i thought of you every single night, sweets, now you're mine, all mine." you'd be lucky to walk straight for a week, seriously.
ā§ ā rin: winner!
well... you know it, babe. that man is pure, unadulterated stubbornness wrapped in a hot, broody package. he'd be seething, absolutely livid with how badly he wants you, and how much he can't have you. every time you innocently brushed past him, or leaned in for a hug, his jaw would clench so hard you'd think it'd shatter. he wouldn't say much, but his eyes would be screaming, "don't you dare touch me, you fucking tease, or i'll lose my goddamn mind." he'd probably take out his frustration on some poor inanimate object, or just train until he collapses, just to burn off some of that intense, sexual energy. but he'd win, oh he'd win, purely out of spite. and when that clock struck midnight on december 1st? sweetie, prepare for a biblical flood. he'd pin you down, a savage glint in his eyes, whispering, "you have no idea how long i've waited for this," before he absolutely annihilates you. and you'd love every bruising, desperate second of it.
ā§ ā barou: 30 days! (ofc king's a winner)
thirty days, easy peasy for the king? you're damn right. that man lives and breathes self-control. NNN wouldn't even be a blip on his radar, just another challenge to conquer with his iron will. he'd see you waltzing around, looking all delectable, and just give you a dismissive smirk, like, "nah. my discipline is far superior." he'd be silently judging every other man who broke, scoffing to himself, "weaklings." he'd suffer, sure, but it would be a dignified, internal suffering, a quiet battle he was already destined to win. he'd look at himself in the mirror on november 30th, a triumphant glint in his eyes, and just think, "i am him. undefeated." no dramatic meltdown on december 1st for barou, just a calm, assured reclaiming of what's his with a deep, possessive growl and a "finally. get over here, princess." no fuss, just pure, unadulterated domination.
ā§ ā nagi: barely a day
and that's pretty generous, actually. he'd probably wake up, stretch, look at you with those half-lidded eyes, and just... reach for you, completely forgetting NNN was even a thing. you'd have to remind him mid-thrust, "mmmnh, nagi, what about NNN?" and he'd just blink, maybe give a little hum, and then, with a completely unbothered shrug, finish what he started. after, he'd just roll over, pull you closer, and murmur, "oh. right. whatever. can we play games now?" totally unfazed, totally unbothered by his "failure." he just doesn't give a fuck, bless him. he's probably already forgotten about it by the time you've finished wiping yourself off.
ā§ ā shidou: not even an hour (lmfao)
that man is a walking, breathing, screaming orgasm waiting to happen. you'd just mention NNN, and he'd already be halfway there, eyes gleaming with chaotic mischief. "no nut? what the fuck is that, princess? sounds boring as hell!" he'd grab you by the hips, pull you against him, and just start grinding, laughing that wild, unhinged laugh of his. he'd be begging, teasing, practically insisting you break him within minutes. "come on, baby, y'know you want to! let's get freaky! rules are for losers, and we're fuckin' winners!" (how ironic) he'd be a glorious, spectacular failure, climaxing with a triumphant roar, completely unashamed. he'd be absolutely allergic to any form of abstinence, and honestly? you wouldn't have him any other way.
ā§ ā kaiser: the winner!
kaiser would be a winner purely because his ego simply cannot fathom losing. you'd see him pacing, running a hand through his hair, a vein throbbing in his temple. he'd be muttering to himself, "i am stronger than this. i am. i am." he'd probably avoid you like the plague, not because he doesn't want you, but because he knows one look, one touch, and his carefully constructed facade of control would shatter. he'd be a mess internally, every nerve ending screaming, but he'd put on that arrogant smirk for the world. he'd scoff at anyone else who failed, all while secretly clenching his fists under the table. when december 1st finally rolls around, he wouldn't even need to say anything. he'd just grab your face, pull you into a searing kiss, and growl, "you're mine now, schatz. you have no idea what i went through for this so now i'm gonna fuck. your. brains. out. ja?" he'd make sure you knew exactly how much he suffered, just so he could win, and then proceed to make you scream his name until you're hoarse. because he never loses.
part 2 coming today! (or maybe tmrrw idk yet) love y'all, take care <3
No nut November ends early for your wolf hybrid bf when you go into heat.
Youāre such a soft and cute bunny hybrid, your ass in the air and cotton tail wagging like crazy as your pussy drools down your leg. It wasnāt uncommon for you to go into heat at this time of the year, but he hadnāt been expecting it.
His red cock bobbed with need, desperate to plunge into your wet cunt. You were making such cute sounds as his fingers pumped in and out of you, wanting to satisfy your heat without having to lose the game.
But your scent, your little cries of pain and the sight of your tears made him mount you immediately. Nothing was more important than pleasing his little bun!
Being stretched out on his knot was such a relief, you needed to fill his cum filling you up. He bred you like a proper mate should, biting down on your neck to keep you still as he ravaged you.
By the end of the night he had already forgotten about no nut November.
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Bye now - Mars ā”
Nanami Kento
I could see him lasting the entire monthĀ
Or failing on the first dayĀ
Truly it depends on if you tease him or not
I can also see him eating you out after particularly tiring days at work so he needs it
Also I don't think Nanami cares about nnnĀ
He views it as childishĀ
Why would he deny himself bliss for some dumb challengeĀ
He loves his wife too much to take part in nnn
But if his wife asked him to try it out, he would not say no
So if he put his mind to it and attempted this challenge, I can see him getting furthest 2 weeks maybeĀ
Gojo Satoru
If he's away on a mission he's lasting however long that mission is. The minute he gets back home he's pouncing on you
He brings it up, he's smug about it
Caves the second day, like the first day past and it's 1am during the night and he's needily rutting into your backside as you two cuddleĀ
"Technically it's after 12, therefore it's day 2. I lasted two days"Ā
Tries to use the "I can't nut but there's no rule that says I can't eat my girl out" excuseĀ
He teases youĀ
Walks around with sweatpants no boxer on and let's his third leg just hang deliciously to tempt you
Sighs dramatically and says "what kind of boyfriend would I be if I neglected my girl"
Whiny, whiny, and more whiny
"That shit is for boys who get no action"
Geto Suguru
Could last the entire month if he wantedĀ
Cult leader Geto makes his followers take part in it and he judges them if they fail
Whilst he buries himself every night in you
HypocriteĀ
If you were a brat for Halloween, best believe he's denying you the entire NovemberĀ
Until you're begging for him
Stroke his ego and his cockĀ
If he does withhold himself the entire November, Christmas will be coming early, so will Suguru
Trust December you're getting pounded daily into the new year babe
King of edging you, so smug about it (can you see why him and Gojo are besties)
Choso Kamo
"Humans have such odd traditions"Ā
Why would I do that (confused eyes)Ā
āI love you too much, I need to feel youā
Doesn't see the point in it
Actually doesn't know what nnn is so you have to bring it up
Attempts for you
Fails on the first few hours
Restarts again
Fails by nightfallĀ
Gets on his knees and begs you to please give him some attention
Toji Fushiguro
"What am I getting out of this? You paying me?" Jkkk
Lasts 5 daysĀ
Only because he had a 5 day long job lined up
Gets home and wrecks youĀ
"Teenage bullshit challenge" as he smacks your ass
Could last longer but doesn't because he doesn't see the point of it
You're his woman and why would he deny himself the pleasure of you to prove something he doesn't care aboutĀ
If you beg him to take it serious he grunts and says okay
Tempts you by feeling up your ass, and tits
Bites your ass if you're walking past him
Sukuna Ryoumen
Ā "No"Ā
Folds his arms around his chest and thinks about it for a minuteĀ
"Maybe I should teach you that receiving my divine seed is a privilege"Ā
AgreesĀ
He thinks he can last the entire month but by day 3 he's grumpier than usualĀ
Stomps around the estate and grumbles at any least thingĀ
"WHY WOULD I SUBJECT MYSELF TO MORTAL FOOLERY LIKE THIS" He curses as he drags you into his arms
IN HIS DEFENSE, his woman is the most beautiful sinful siren that tempts him by simply breathingĀ
By the time he frees his twin cocks they're both painfully hard and dripping with precum
Stuffs both of your holes and demand you cockwarm him until he's satisfiedĀ
Falls asleep buried deep inside of you
Shiu Kong
I could see him lasting about 3 weeksĀ
Smokes more than he usually does cause he tries to distract himself
Caves on day when he's driving you somewhere and fucks you right there in the car
Makes you ride him in the front seat
Then takes you to the backseat and folds you like a pretzel as he pounds you into tomorrowĀ
Kisses you sweetly after and gets you both trashy fast food to eatĀ
Takes you home for round 2
If you had plans for the day, they're ruined (as you're gonna be)
Only holds out for three weeks cause he wants bragging rights in front of Toji
Tells you he's too old for this childish shit
Ino Takuma
He brings it up
Heās hyped af for this challengeĀ
Confident he can last the entire month as long as you give him extra kisses and cuddles
Boy oh boy is he wrong
Fails within the first week
Gets down on his knees and pleads to eat your pussy
Wanted the bragging rights but he accepts defeat like a champ
Cusses his friends when they bring up nnn
āThatās becAuSe you donāt have a girlfriend, losersā
Apologies sweetly to your pussy for ever thinking he could stay away from her
Iām talking heās eating you out and kissing your clit and whispering against the sensitive bud, āIām so sorry baby, forgive meā as he sucks on the bud
Round 1 - Round 2 - Round 3 - you are here! - Bonus Round
All characters are 18+ - I spun a wheel, and got 6 random characters.
It's No Nut November, and your boyfriend wants to try. How does he do?
Jamil Viper
21/30 Days Completed.
More stress? His favorite. He pinched the bridge of his nose, his brows creased as he looked at you with annoyance. Kalim must have put you up to this. However he does agree to try. Only because he wants to see you fail.
Thankfully the two of you failed together. Something about Kalim had pissed him clean off on the 21st of November. So close to the end of the month where Jamil had began pawing at your body. Biting at the skin and tasting it. Heās had enough. This is his one stress relief. Give it to him.
Trey Clover
22/30 Days Completed.
He jokingly asks if he has to play along. But Trey has a terrible habit of overindulging you. He smiles and agrees just because it seems like it could be fun. Especially if the 1st of December gives him a hefty reward for his hard work.
Trey is very stressed all the time, and almost failed on night 12 after an UnBirthday Party disaster. He holds out, looking more worn and exhausted as he did his best. On the 22nd he makes a surprise visit to Ramshackle. His eyes seemed darker that night as he asked if you would let him in. Heās hungry. And not for food.
Leona Kingscholar
23/30 Days Completed.
At first he says āno thatās dumbā and rolls over in bed. Then you called him a big scaredy cat and he then proceeded to agree to try it just to show you the idea is dumb and that neither of you need to do something so childish. It started off great. The two of you didnāt need to be intimate all the time. But after the first two weeks it started to feel like torture.
You donāt know how it happened, but Leona invited you over to Savanaclaw for a midday nap. Skipping class for the day just to relax and destress. Just a nap. An innocent nap. And now youāre folded in half against his body as he fucks into you.
Ruggie Bucchi
25/30 Days Completed.
Ruggie is only participating because you promised him a reward on December 1st. He was expecting you to pay for dinner but letting him fuck raw sounds just as good too. He wasn't raised a quitter so he does everything in his power to prepare. And at one point he ghosts you for a week thinking heās going to fail.
And fail he does. He was so close. Just 5 days away. He would get his prize! But you had come over with your own plans. You didnāt want to wait anymore. Ruggie seemed to dislike the idea, saying youāre trying to cheat him out of his winnings. But you pulled the door shut and made sure to lock it. Itās okay that you didnāt make it to the 1st of the month. This feels even better.
Rook Hunt
26/30 Days Completed.
Non!~! He could never keep his hands to himself when it came to you! But... Since you asked him in such a sweet voice to give it try⦠He will! Just for you. And he will leave you poems and love letters each day to commemorate your shared progress and to document his longingā¦
He gives you a note every day. Leaving one on your desk before class or more recently, in the door of Ramshackle. Today he had purposefully left it in your window today on the 26th. He asked that tonight, call his name when you are alone; and he will come to you. And that this will be his final declaration of longing.
Lilia Vanrouge
30/30 Days Completed.
He chuckled in amusement at the idea. Of āNo Nut Novemberā. Heās hip, heās cool, but heās not entirely up to date with lingo. He assumed you were referring to peanuts and pistachios. To which he wouldnāt mind abstaining from either. But when you corrected him, there was a slight flush in his face. Why didnāt you say so sooner? But to challenge this old man was your biggest mistake.
He wastes no time in getting you to fail first. Each day he upped the ante. Ghosting his fingers along your skin, biting at your neck, slipping his fingers inside only to deny you of an orgasm. Itās fine as long as you donāt finish right? And on the final day, he slipped inside of you; and made you watch as the clock ticked away to midnight. Then you would be allowed to cum.
Danganronpa Trigger Happy Havoc Boys X!Links (x reader)
Warnings: ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP (18+), Reader is AFAB!, Reader is AMAB!, Neutral Reader (although, in most of these, gender flexible tbh)
Characters Included: The entire boys THH cast
A/N: OK SOOOO⦠Since the last one got 50+ likes in 2 days (especially in the Danganronpa fandom with this whole DROUGHT in content š„²), i decided you guys may like a part TWOOO!! Iām also kinda more into girls than guys (nor am I into Pay Gorn), so these may be lacking a little and take me longer to do (I had to watch pay gorn for this š). BUT TRUSTāweāre still finishing the Trigger Happy Havoc series off strong, and PLEASEEEEE donāt ever be afraid to comment on these/send me an ask (on my page) to request more ideas! Iām more than open to writing them š
Leon Kuwata:
He wouldnāt move his leg out of the WAY and youāre literally about to cry š what can I say? Yāall know how many fans that guys has, probably has AT LEAST 5 bodies; he knows what heās doing
Literally Leon
This just GIVES Leon
Chihiro Fujisaki:
Ever since you came around, his drive went ā¬ļøā¬ļø
He was so shy but you BEGGEDDD him to help youāand he would do anything for his love š„ŗ
He loves you so much, genuinely
If you canāt tell, Chihiro is my favorite boy !
Mondo Owada:
Using his mouth for something other than yelling at people never you though
YOU CANT TELL ME THIS ISNT HIM??
Kiyotaka Ishimaru:
Dom!reader and Taka š
You challenged him and said he couldnāt eat fr sooā¦
Him and Mondoā¦?? Donāt hate me yāall
Hifumi Yamada:
Hifumi IF he was a twink š (heās lowkey kinda hard to write for)
Girl what does he have you IN š
Makoto Naegi:
So gentle š his mind was preoccupied
Bottom!Makoto š
Byakuya Togami:
He looked so handsome all dressed up š you couldnāt stop bothering him⦠bad idea
He brought you to the Bahamas on a business trip, so you decided to repay him
Yasuhiro Hagakure:
Idk heās got experience? Unc
Now THIS is Hiro
A/N (2): AGAIN YALL SORRY FOR THE LACK OF MLM!! Iām literally not even kidding when I say I cried forcing myself to watch it to have more diversity in the post (obviously, not for ANY homophobic reasoning šš Iām just not very attracted to men). This one definitely isnāt my best work either, but I hope you all still enjoy it!I tried yāallāLOVE YOUU š