CWs: mean!dom!reader, loss of virginity, rough handling
He was so nervous but at the same time he felt so giddy! The fact that you were gonna be his first made him all dizzy and lightheaded. "Hnngh— a-are you sure that's gonna fit?", the poor boy stuttered, but you're just so big, he can't help but be a bit scared!
"Shh, I'm gonna make you feel good." You whisper in his ear, intertwining your fingers with his and slowly pushing your dick against his hole. "Ah— HAH— you're.... so d-deep NGHH!!" He mewls, even though you've just put in the tip of your cock. He starts squirming as you keep going deeper and deeper into him, so you just press down your chest against his until he's immobile against the mattress.
Once you bottom out, he's a hot mess. Panting, whining, crying, all the works. "Is this too much for my dear, hmm? Should I pull out and leave you here?" You coo at him, in a half mocking tone while feigning concern. His eyes widen at your words and he immediately starts pleading.
"P-please— please don't! I can handle it I promise! Just don't stop fucking me I beg you!" He cries out, and you take that as your clue to start moving your hips. "Well, then..." you mutter, "be good and take it."
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Especially in moments like those, when you got him seated on your lap like some plaything, making out with him. His arms wrapped around your neck as little sobs and whimpers escaped his throat. Your hands wandered all over his body, groping at him however you wanted. The way you held him, touched him, made him let out shameful noises with them… despicable.
It took a while until you broke the kiss, stealing his breath without permission, leaving him a panting mess. Such an addicting and dizzy feeling, he had to close his eyes and take a few deep breaths before opening them again. By that time, your hands were already wrapped loosely around his throat.
When and how did that even happen? And why— why were you slowly digging your thumbs into his trachea?
His eyes searched for yours, filled with tears and shaking. Those hands that were holding onto you moved to claw at your wrist, cheeks flushed like always. “You mentioned you are into choking once.” That was all you said in your defence, and he just felt a shudder run down his spine, straight to the heat in his crotch.
He was shaking with excitement, after all.
This was becoming unbearable, you moved so carefully after all. At first he could still breath, it was just more difficult to do so, but by the time you were truly squeezing, he was gagging and whining as his tongue lolled out. His voice was a meek and needy whisper as he said, “n-no, waaait~!! ♡♥︎ s-stop, hnNghh~ or m’gonna c-cum all over your shirt~!!”
Every instinct of his was screaming to push you away or yank your hands off, yet he refused to put up a resistance. He trusted you, he knew you wouldn’t hurt him. Besides it felt so good, his heart was pumping so fast and his brain was malfunctioning, shutting down on him. The sensation of it all was overwhelming, he couldn’t help it, it was pure ecstasy.
And that’s how he ended up cumming all over your lap in hot, white stripes. Mind and body melting from nothing but kisses and a little choking. When you released your grip, he slumped against you, panting, gasping for air as he twitched all pathetically. “Ah- hmm..! Ha-nghh, I-I told you… I’ll make a mess…♡♥︎♡” That might have been his most intense climax yet, now he’s wondering how good it will feel doing that while making love—?
In the end, you got yourself a trembling ruin who still haven’t recovered from the pure bliss you put him through, and scratch marks on your wrists and palms which he licked at like some cat.
Just imagining puppy!Dazai and bunny!Sigma going into heat while you're out at work…
Sigma’s heat will trigger Dazai’s, and since you’re out, they have to fuck each other. They both want you instead, but they really can’t control themselves — when you get home it feels too good for them to stop.
You’ll open the door to find Sigma bent over on all fours on the carpet, face pressed against the ground, flushed and drooling, arching hard into Dazai, while Dazai is gripping Sigma’s small waist, rolling his hips against his ass, pushing his cock deep inside, head lolling forward, moaning at each thrust.
You’ll laugh as you walk up to them, grabbing a fistful of Dazai’s sweaty hair and forcing his head up to look at you. Dazai moans at the feeling of being manhandled but doesn’t have much other response – his eyes are foggy and far away, pupils blown, and as soon as you snicker, muttering “dumb puppy”, and drop his head, his eyes shoot back to where his dick is plunging in and out of Sigma’s hole, entranced by the lewd sight.
Sigma is more responsive to your presence – his eyes light up when he sees you and he tries to push himself up to greet you, to no avail. You sit in front of him and help him up a bit off the carpet, supporting him with your arms, letting him grab onto your shoulders, whining out “mommy” over and over into your neck while Dazai ruts into him from behind. You just stroke his hair and mutter “I know, bunny, I’m here now.”
You’ll ask Sig if he feels good and he’ll nod rapidly, unable to stop himself from drooling onto your shoulder. His poor cock is slapping against his stomach with the force of Dazai’s thrusts, so hard and clearly untouched, all pretty and pink and dripping. You can tell he’s close and you’ll reach out and stroke his cock to help him because Dazai sure as hell isn’t focused on that.
Poor baby, he’ll look up at you, so pitifully grateful for the bare minimum, gasping out, “ahh-thank you–thank you-”, twitching into your hand.
“Awwh, poor bunny,” you’ll pout at him, “Dazai’s been mean to you, huh? Is he being a selfish puppy?” and Sigma will just nod, only half aware of what you’re saying but loving the way you’re cooing at him and coddling him, like “Uh-huh, uh-huh. s-so mean…g-gonna cum, mommy~”
“S’okay, bunny. Go ahead, you’re okay.”
He’ll bite down softly on your shoulder, crying out as he cums all over your lap, gripping your shoulders in his trembling hands like you’re going to disappear as soon as he finishes.
Dazai can barely even process anything until he gets his first load out into Sigma’s ass. His balls are so tight and heavy and his cock is aching, his brain is hazy and his whole body is on fire. He can barely get a coherent word out besides “ffffuckk…” and “s-so tight….”
When he finally lets go, his thick cum pumping into Sigma’s tight hole, he digs his nails hard into Sigma’s ass, moaning loudly. “Fuck–…cumming!”
Sigma will cry out, grabbing your shirt, and whimper “mommyy he’s hurting meee…” and you’ll stroke his hair and coo at him, making his brain go fuzzy again. He’ll just cling onto you hard as Dazai finally slows down, sniffling and nuzzling into your neck, scenting you to calm himself down.
Dazai will be panting heavily as he pulls out, still dazed but finally registering that you’re there, and he’ll crawl over to you and collapse his head into your lap, not caring that you’re covered in Sigma’s cum. Already feeling his cock hardening again, hyper-responsive to your scent, he’ll just nuzzle his head against you and moan softly, murmuring “you’re home~ ♡ thank god. Please help us.”
-ˋˏ᯽ a/n: might make this into a full fic later...pls tell me i'm not the only one obsessed w/ sigzai and their dynamic <3 also hope i'm not the only hybrid freak out there oops! sorry for the kinktober delay, day 4 is coming out soon! enjoy this in the meantime hehe˚⊹.♡ ࣪⊹˚.
Your darling boy on his knees in the middle of the room, hands tied behind his back, a leather strap connecting them to the back of his collar, wearing little else other than his your shirt that’s too large for him and the pretty marks you left behind on him. Slick drips between his legs, mixed with your release from the past two hours. His mind is a jumbled mess, his eyes hazy with pleasure and love. You let him stay there as you clean yourself up, dressing in your suit as you get ready to go back to your office. His eyes follow you pleadingly, but he doesn’t voice his impatience.
After minutes of getting ready, you finally walk back to him, standing in front of him, amusement filling your eyes as you see him visibly relax. He leans towards you, chin resting on your stomach, looking up at you with those pretty eyes. You run your hands through his hair for a few seconds, before grabbing his jaw with a little more force than necessary, earning a surprised whine from him. You press your thumb into the side of his jaw and he reflexively opens his mouth, sticking his tongue out. You lean forward, taking his tongue in your mouth, swirling and suckling on it until you feel him slump against you, eyes rolling back as he gasps for breath. Satisfied, you kneel in front of him, letting him lean into you, head resting in the crook of your neck as you reach behind and untie the leather straps over his wrists and neck. You gently caress the faint red marks left behind by them, leaving one last feathery kiss over the corner of his lips before you grab your bag and head off to your office.
Omg imagine Chuuya using his ability to ride you harder
Oh my fucking god, what writer's block?
This just blew me away for no reason at all, bro what?
Contents: Chuuya using his ability while riding you.
Warnings: Smut, top male reader, biting, marking, riding, daddy kink.
Chuuya was far from satiated.
He had been riding you for a while now, back dripping sweat as he grinded down on your cock for the nth time, breath uneven and sped up, eyes filled with tears that had not yet fallen.
His naked body was moving in a way so slutty you had to grip his waist and leave marks on his skin to remind yourself that he was real, here, and not a dream.
His dishevelled hair stuck to his sweat-covered forehead, his lips chapped and bloody from your rough kisses and his own teeth. There were bite marks all over his neck, chest, torso; you hadn't left a single inch of his pale skin untouched.
You were sitting back against the headboard of your shared bed, Chuuya in your lap as he bounced wildly on your cock, loud ah-ah-ahs echoing around the room as sounds of skin slapping skin almost drowned them out. His fingers were gripping onto your shoulders for balance, gripping so hard you knew he'd drawn blood with his blunt nails without needing to look.
But it wasn't enough, wasn't enough, just WASN'T.
Chuuya suddenly glowed black, his trembling thighs outlined by the glow that seemed to come from every inch of his skin. You felt the weight on your thighs increase suddenly, and he sunk down so low on your dick that even your balls were embedded into him.
"Fuck, Chuuya," You gasped, fingers digging even deeper into his skin as he grinded down on your cock again, using his ability to take you even further.
"Ngh!" Finally, your tip hit that spot that you could find so easily in him.
Ecstatic, he did it again, hips eager and wanting, eyes finally dripping tears. He cried out as he sped up, his movements somehow even wilder, the only thoughts in his head ways on how to chase that pleasure.
You hardly had the breath in you to speak, what with him going to town on your cock like it was his last day on earth, clenching so hard around your cock you saw stars.
"Such a little slut, Chuuya," You managed to say somehow. "Using your ability like this, heh, who would have thought? You like it that much?"
And he nodded in response, eyes glazed over. "Daddy's little slut. Only yours."
Your eyes widened, and then you chuckled, pulling Chuuya close and letting him bury his head into the crook of your neck as he continued assaulting your cock. You knew full well he would rather admit to being short than repeat his words once he could think again, but the moment was raw, and so you decided to push him a little more.
"Daddy's slut, huh?" You murmured into his ears, your hips rising to meet his half-way through. "Such a good slut, taking all of my cock so well. You sure know how to please daddy, don't you, Chuuya?"
He nodded, arms wrapped around you so tight it was as if he was afraid you'd leave without cumming in him.
He was trembling all over now, and even with the assistance of his ability, his movements had gotten sloppier. You knew he was close, so you reached forwards, grabbed the hair at the back of his head and pulled him into a kiss.
When he came, ropes of come shooting out of his dick, he collapsed almost immediately against your chest, panting. You kept going, thrusting up into him for your own orgasm, and he let you.
Once you'd painted his walls white, you slowed down to a stop.
Chuuya refused to get off of you, so you let him lay on you, cock still buried deep into him, even though his ability had withdrawn.
A moment passed, and you let him catch his breath.
You planted chaste kisses all over his face, making him smile softly, eyes closed. There was a big mess where you two met that you knew you had to take care of, so you carried him to the bathtub. Even when you sat down in the water, holding Chuuya in your lap, he hadn't let you pull out of him.
For a while, there was a comfortable silence.
Then, "So... Daddy, huh?"
As you burst into laughter, Chuuya smacked your shoulder weakly, ears red with a mixture of anger and embarrassment.
"Fuck off," He mumbled, burying his head deeper into your shoulder.
"On a more serious note, though," Your smirk faded into a soft smile, and you peeled him off of you just enough to look him in the face. "If you're into that just tell me, hmm? I don't mind."
Your voice was so quiet, and your expression so gentle that even Chuuya couldn't bring himself to deny it. Yes, he was into it. And yes, he was very, very embarrassed about it.
So he said nothing, choosing to return to the crook of your neck instead, and you let him. It was a silent conformation, the best you could get out of him.
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i don’t even care for mori too much but the one with toxic reader makes me so sad D:
now i want to make him cry and shake not just from overstimulation but also because feels so loved and wanted
i want to to that to all of the bsd characters (especially kunikida, bram and verlaine tbh)
Omg real
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He’s absolutely be putty in your hands, especially if this is the sequel to mean reader.
He’d be so confused when instead of the usual roughness and bullying, you start kissing him softly, tenderly. Brows furrowed in confusion as he whimpers softly into your mouth at the foreign sensation.
He’s tense at first, waiting the other show to drop; for you to slap him, insult him. But you don’t. You continue softly caressing his body, kissing him passionately yet slowly, making sure he really feels it. And he opens his eyes, still hesitant when you break the tender kiss, moving down to his neck.
“(Y-your name)-“ he whispers, barely even hearing himself, yet you catch it anyways. You shush him gently, and he shivers as kiss and lick up his neck. Not the usual rough bites, like a hungry animal too impatient to kill its prey before eating it (and that’s what he is (was?) to you, everytime), but delicate, like rose petals falling onto his skin, leaving beautiful red pigments in their wake.
He feels like he’s crumbling apart, everything he’s ever wanted from you, and it’s finally happening. But he’s still scared, scared that this is another ploy, another one of your cruel tricks to make him cry. And god, does he feel like crying.
You notice his lips quivering as he looks down at you, and you give him a small smile before leaning up to kiss his lips once again.
“Relax, baby,” you whisper over his mouth, and what else is he to do but listen to your direction? He breathes out a small whine as you guide him to lay down, yourself straddling his lap.
His noises are pathetic, warbling cries as you grind down against him.
“Please,” he whispers, voice soft as if scared that anything louder would beckon your ire. You already know what he’s asking for, so you guide yourself down on him, watching intently as small pricks of moisture gather along the waterline of his eyes, mouth open as he gazes at you reverently.
This is all he’s ever wanted.
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I tried to take away any names, so you can insert whatever character you’d like, though it is technically a sequel to one of the previous Mori blurbs that I created.
Thinking about Kunikida, who's normally professional and organized. That is, until it comes to you.
You, who texts him during the day under the guise of 'just checking in'. Kunikida responds as you thought he would, saying he was alright, asking if you were alright, and saying he was rather busy, so he should get back to work now.
You of course, are perfectly fine, you say, except for one teensy little problem. You are unbelievably horny right now. You can't want until he gets home so you can absolutely ruin him. And, you texted just to ask if you could maybe use the vibrator he created for you with his ability?
And just like that, Kunikida's whole schedule is ruined. Though he tries not to think about it (completely ignoring your text in the process), he can feel his pants tightening and his face flushing.
He has nothing in his book of ideals to tell him what to do in this situation. No, he knows what he should be doing. He should be on his way to meet with a client. But he can't show up like this, can he? That's what Kunikida tells himself as he finds he's at the front door of your house.
And as he enters the house and sees your cocky smile, he knows you planned this from the very beginning. And who would you be to deny him?
