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The dim light of the shared apartment filtered through half-drawn curtains, casting shadows over the tangled sheets on Akaashi's bed. Kenma lay sprawled on his back, his lithe body already slick with sweat, chest heaving as Akaashi loomed over him. Both omegas, their heats had synced in a cruel twist of fate, turning the air thick with pheromones that made every breath a spark of need. Akaashi's dark eyes burned with hunger, his cock already hard and leaking pre-cum against Kenma's thigh.
Akaashi's hands gripped Kenma's hips, fingers digging in hard enough to leave bruises. 'You smell so fucking good,' he growled, voice rough from the haze of heat. He leaned down, capturing one of Kenma's nipples between his teeth, biting down sharply. Kenma arched off the bed with a sharp cry, his small pink bud hardening instantly under the assault. Akaashi sucked hard, tongue flicking over the sensitive peak while his free hand pinched the other nipple, twisting it until Kenma whimpered, his body trembling.
'Harder,' Kenma gasped, his own cock twitching against his stomach, the tip glistening. Akaashi obliged, clamping down with his teeth again, pulling until the skin stretched taut. Kenma's hands fisted in the sheets, his pussy clenching emptily, already soaked and throbbing with desperate ache. The omega's folds were swollen, slick dripping down to his ass, begging to be filled.
Akaashi released the nipple with a wet pop, smirking at the red marks blooming on Kenma's pale chest. He wrapped a hand around Kenma's cock, stroking roughly from base to tip, thumb pressing into the slit to smear the pre-cum. Kenma bucked into the touch, moaning low as Akaashi's grip tightened, jerking him off with firm, unrelenting pulls. 'Your cock's so hard for me,' Akaashi murmured, squeezing the shaft until veins pulsed under his fingers. He twisted his wrist on the upstroke, making Kenma's balls draw up tight.
But Akaashi wasn't done playing. He shifted lower, his mouth descending on Kenma's cock, swallowing him down in one deep thrust. Kenma's hips jerked, a choked sob escaping as Akaashi's throat constricted around him, sucking with hollowed cheeks. Akaashi bobbed his head, tongue pressing flat against the underside, tracing every ridge and vein. He fondled Kenma's balls, rolling them in his palm, tugging gently before giving a sharp squeeze that bordered on pain.
Kenma's pussy throbbed harder, the empty heat building to an inferno. 'Akaashi... please... fuck me,' he begged, voice breaking. Akaashi pulled off with a filthy slurp, strings of saliva connecting his lips to Kenma's flushed cock. He positioned himself between Kenma's spread thighs, rubbing the head of his own thick cock against the omega's dripping entrance. Kenma's pussy lips parted eagerly, slick coating Akaashi's length as he teased the hole.
Without warning, Akaashi slammed in, burying his cock to the hilt in one brutal thrust. Kenma screamed, walls clamping down around the invasion, every inch stretching him wide. Akaashi's cock throbbed inside, pulsing against Kenma's sensitive insides, the sensation sending shockwaves through both of them. He didn't give time to adjust—pulling back only to pound forward again, hips snapping with savage force.
The bed creaked under the assault, Akaashi's balls slapping against Kenma's ass with each heavy drive. Kenma's pussy throbbed around the thick shaft, milking it desperately as Akaashi fucked him raw. 'So tight... your cunt's gripping me like a vice,' Akaashi grunted, leaning forward to latch onto Kenma's nipple again. He bit down in time with a particularly deep thrust, the dual sensations making Kenma's vision blur.
Akaashi's hand returned to Kenma's cock, stroking it in rough tandem with his pounding hips. He jacked him off fast, fingers slick with pre-cum, twisting over the head until Kenma's thighs quaked. The omega's body jolted with every slam, his pussy fluttering, walls convulsing as Akaashi's cock dragged over that spot inside him relentlessly.
Sweat poured down Akaashi's back, his muscles straining as he rutted harder, faster. He released the nipple, now swollen and bruised, and grabbed both of Kenma's hands, pinning them above his head. The new angle let him grind deeper, his cock throbbing wildly, swelling as his own heat peaked. Kenma's pussy responded in kind, pulsing around him, slick gushing out with each withdraw.
'Cum for me,' Akaashi demanded, his free hand yanking on Kenma's cock one last time. Kenma shattered, his release spurting over Akaashi's fist, body seizing as waves of pleasure ripped through him. His pussy clamped down like a fist, throbbing in rhythmic squeezes that pulled Akaashi over the edge. With a roar, Akaashi buried himself deep, cock pulsing as he flooded Kenma's womb with hot cum, thrust after thrust milking every drop.
They collapsed together, Akaashi still buried inside, both cocks twitching with aftershocks. But the heat wasn't sated—Akaashi's hips twitched, already hardening again for round two.
Akaashi's cock stirred back to life inside Kenma's cum-slicked pussy, the thick length swelling against the omega's fluttering walls. Kenma whimpered, his body still trembling from the first orgasm, oversensitive nerves firing with renewed hunger. The heat clawed at them both, demanding more, their scents mingling in a heady fog that drove Akaashi to shift his hips experimentally. He ground deeper, eliciting a gasp from Kenma as fresh slick coated his shaft.
'Not done yet,' Akaashi rasped, pulling out slowly, his cock dragging along Kenma's inner walls with a wet schlick. Cum and slick dribbled from Kenma's stretched hole, pooling on the sheets. Akaashi sat up, hauling Kenma onto his lap in one fluid motion, positioning them face-to-face in the lotus. Kenma's legs wrapped around Akaashi's waist, his arms looping over broad shoulders for support. Their cocks rubbed together, Akaashi's rigid length pressing against Kenma's semi-hard one, both leaking steadily.
Akaashi gripped Kenma's ass cheeks, spreading them wide as he guided his cock back to that greedy entrance. He sank in inch by inch, the position allowing him to bottom out until his balls pressed flush against Kenma's skin. Kenma's head fell back with a moan, his pussy clenching around the fullness, throbbing in time with Akaashi's pulse. Akaashi's hands roamed up, thumbs circling the abused nipples before pinching hard, rolling the stiff peaks between his fingers.
'Ride me,' Akaashi ordered, bucking up sharply to emphasize. Kenma obeyed, lifting his hips and slamming down, the slap of skin echoing in the room. Akaashi met every descent with a powerful thrust, his cock spearing deep, grinding against that inner spot that made Kenma's vision spark. Sweat-slicked bodies slid together, Kenma's cock trapped between them, smearing pre-cum across Akaashi's abs with each bounce.
Akaashi leaned in, capturing a nipple in his mouth, sucking voraciously while his teeth grazed the tender flesh. Kenma cried out, his rhythm faltering as pleasure-pain shot straight to his core. Akaashi's free hand wrapped around Kenma's shaft, pumping it in short, rough strokes, squeezing the base to stave off release. The lotus held them locked, intimate and intense, Akaashi's hips rolling in circles to stir his cock inside, stretching Kenma's pussy wider.
But the heat surged, needing more ferocity. Akaashi stood abruptly, still impaled deep, carrying Kenma with him toward the edge of the bed. Kenma's legs tightened around his waist, nails digging into Akaashi's back as gravity drove him down harder onto the pounding cock. They stumbled to the wall, Akaashi pinning Kenma against the cool surface, using it for leverage to fuck up into him with brutal snaps.
Kenma's back scraped the paint, his pussy gushing around Akaashi's relentless drives, the angle hitting new depths. Akaashi's mouth switched to the other nipple, biting down as he thrust, the combined assault making Kenma's cock throb untouched against Akaashi's stomach. 'Fuck... so deep,' Kenma panted, his walls pulsing, milking every ridge of that invading length.
Akaashi spun them away from the wall, lowering Kenma to the floor without pulling out. He flipped the omega onto all fours for doggy, knees spreading wide on the carpet. Kenma arched his back, presenting his ass, pussy lips puffy and dripping. Akaashi knelt behind, hands clamping onto hips as he rammed forward, burying himself to the hilt in one savage plunge.
The new position let Akaashi go feral, hips pistoning with unrestrained force, balls slapping loudly against Kenma's clit. Each thrust jolted Kenma forward, his arms buckling until his chest pressed to the floor, ass high. Akaashi reached around, fisting Kenma's cock again, jerking it in time with his pounding, thumb digging into the slit to coax out more pre-cum. 'Your hole's sucking me in,' Akaashi growled, leaning over to nip at a shoulder, then sliding a hand up to tweak a nipple, pulling until Kenma sobbed.
Kenma's pussy throbbed wildly, walls convulsing around the thick shaft as Akaashi's pace turned punishing. He varied the thrusts—shallow teases followed by deep, grinding slams that made Kenma's toes curl. Slick sprayed with every withdraw, the carpet darkening beneath them. Akaashi's own cock swelled, veins dragging along sensitive folds, the friction building to a fever pitch.
Not satisfied with the floor, Akaashi yanked Kenma up by the hair, guiding him to the dresser. He bent the omega over the wooden surface, mirrors reflecting their flushed faces and the obscene sight of Akaashi's cock disappearing into that soaked pussy. Akaashi spread Kenma's legs wider, one foot propped on a chair for better access, then drove in again, the dresser rattling with each heavy impact.
Kenma braced his hands on the mirror, fogging it with ragged breaths, watching Akaashi's intense gaze in the reflection. Akaashi's fingers found Kenma's nipples once more, pinching and tugging from behind, the pull syncing with his thrusts. He stroked Kenma's cock over the edge of the dresser, balls tightening as he felt the omega clench. 'Gonna fill you again,' Akaashi promised, hips blurring as he chased release.
They moved to the chair next, Akaashi sitting with Kenma straddling him reverse cowgirl, facing the door. Kenma sank down, pussy engulfing the cock fully, rocking back to take it all. Akaashi's hands guided the motion, one on a hip, the other playing with Kenma's balls, squeezing and rolling while his other fingers teased the base of the shaft. Nipples forgotten momentarily, Akaashi slapped Kenma's ass, the sting making the pussy tighten deliciously.
Kenma ground down, circling his hips, but Akaashi took control, thrusting up hard enough to lift Kenma slightly. The chair creaked under the assault, threatening to tip. Slick ran down Akaashi's thighs, the wet sounds filling the room. Kenma's cock bobbed, untouched now, leaking steadily as his prostate was battered.
Akaashi stood once more, maneuvering them to the windowsill. He pressed Kenma face-first against the glass, cool night air seeping through as he entered from behind in a standing doggy variation. The city lights blurred beyond, but neither cared—Akaashi fucked with abandon, one hand muffling Kenma's moans, the other yanking on a nipple through the twist of his body. Kenma's cock rubbed against the sill, friction adding to the overload, his pussy throbbing in endless waves.
Finally, back to the bed for missionary, Akaashi hooking Kenma's legs over his shoulders, folding him nearly in half. This let him plunge deeper than ever, cockhead kissing the cervix with every brutal drive. Akaashi's hands pinned Kenma's wrists, mouth alternating between nipples, sucking and biting until they were raw peaks. He wrapped a foot around Kenma's cock—no, wait, hand again—stroking furiously as his own release built.
Kenma shattered first, pussy spasming in violent contractions, cum shooting across his chest in thick ropes. The grip pulled Akaashi under, his cock erupting deep inside, flooding the womb with pulse after pulse of hot seed. They collapsed, bodies entwined, but the heat lingered, promising more rounds in their endless cycle.
"Oh c'mon kitten! You've been playing for hours nowwww" you whine in Kenna's neck while hugging him from behind.
"Just a bit more buttercup. Let me finish this round" he replies, a bit unfazed.
He has been playing for 3 hours not giving you even a drop of attention. He always just repeats "a little bit more". It's getting on your nerves. Guess he forgot who he belongs to. Your kitten here needs a little punishment.
!SMUT WARNING!
Contains: thigh riding, Bj, petplay(mentioning him as kitten), overstimulation, and obviously Sub Kenma!
You slowly start landing butterfly kisses down his neck to his collarbone, and licking them afterwards. You could feel him getting hot. You made a quick glance at Kenma's face and he was blushing :) You knew what you had in mind.
You slowly crawl in front of him and sit on his lap, your legs folded around his waist. You tip the edge of his loose t-shirt and start kissing down his shoulder. You put your hand over his bulge and start palming him, and biting his neck.
"W-what are trying to do? Just let me play" he says, trying to keep his voice stern.
"I am doing nothing! You can play your game kitten" you say in an innocent voice.
He huffs as you slowly take of his shorts only to reveal that he wasn't wearing boxers. You are surprised but smirk at the boy in front of you. You slowly start pumping his cock. Him getting frustrated at your pace. You are just doing your casual pumps until you flick your wrist when it reaches the head of his cock making his entire body jerk, his hips to buck up and a small moan to come out of his mouth. You take your hand off his cock and raise an eyebrow at him. He drops the controller and looks at you with needy but shocked eyes. He is flustered and red and desparate for your touch.
"P-please"
"Please what kitten? Don't ya wanna play your little game anymore? I mean, I am not stopping you am I?" You say in a dominant voice.
"Please j-just touch me."
"You really wanna feel my touch?"
"Yes, please?"
You sit down on the edge of the bed and sign him to come here. He gets up comes near you with a confused expression.
You pat your thigh and say-
"Sit."
His eyes widen.
"W-what- why"
"Do you not wanna feel me?"
"I-do!!"
"Then, Sit."
He hesitantly sits and you suddenly shift his weight to your thigh making him yelp in surprise.
"Now, move."
"What?! Y-you're gonna make me-"
"That's all the touch you're getting for now kitten. Better make the use of it while you can, before I leave you here with your ruined orgasm."
He whines and starts moving, gasping at the touch and warmth of your thighs on his sensitive cock. You grab the side of his hips and direct him to increase the pace of his movements. He winces a bit but obeys you and moves faster. Seeing him moan at every little movemnt makes you smile. How fucking adorable he is, how he is whining for you to just touch his cock but you're still not giving him what he wants.
"Butterc-cup p-pleas-ah~ please! Just- shit."
"Please just what kitten?"
You feel him twitch on your thigh. You smirk and grind your thigh against his cock. He lets out a loud moan and cums on your thigh, dirtying your shorts and hoodie. He slowly rides out his high and stops.
"F-fuck-"
"Move"
His eyes widen, did you just- did you just ask him to move again?! Your smile turns into a shit-eating grin.
"But buttercup I-I am sensiti-"
You hold his waist and make him move again. He whines, tears wetting his eyes as he grips your other thigh with his hand.
"Shit shit shit shit no no no no"
"What happened kitty?~"
He is too busy moaning to reply. His past orgasm making it easier for him to ride your thigh.
You whisper sweet nothings in his ear while making more marks in the places you hadn't already covered.
It didn't take him much time to cum again.
But when he did? His eyes roll back, and his hair are stuck to his forehead and cheeks due to sweat and he is shaking. But inside, he still wants more, he wants to feel your hands, your walls clench around him.
"P...please.. j-just f..."
You lift his jaw up with two fingers and make him look at you.
"Please what kitten?~"
"Just fuck... My..c-cock"
"Louder for me kitten~"
"Please m-master. Fuck me, F-fuck my c-cock."
"Sure thing my little kitty~"
You lay him down on the bed and hover your hole over his cock. You lean down and kiss his forehead. He whines, he can't wait anymore!
You slowly lowering yourself on his cock and clamping down on him makes him cry out your name. You lean down on him, your chest touching his, and moan into his ear making him whine. You then start bouncing up and down.
"This-ah this- is your reward, k-kitten~" you speak in between your own moans.
You slowly keep increasing your pace. Room getting filled with yours and his moans and the sound of skin slapping. Deep and powerful thrusts. You take your hands and lightly wrap your fingers around his neck adding pressure on the side, making him choke on his own moans. You put the other hand on his chest to help you bounce harder on his cock. He is a moaning mess, just as you expected. You enjoy breaking him like this, don't you?
"I-I am c-close! Fuck-"
"Me too, Cum for me k-kitten. Go on cum for your m-master~"
He cums almost immediately as you give him the permission. You cumming with him. It's heaven for both of you. You ride out the highs and get off him. He looks so pretty, so broken. You grab your phone and take a picture of him.
You should go grab some wet towels, your baby needs aftercare :)
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Muah, here you go Anon! I wrote this at like five am yesterday,,, I think the early morning really fueled my ability to write this. I have been wanting to write a sub kenma drabble for so long,,,, it was always in the back of my mind. P.S. you guys do know what kuroken audio I’m talking about in this right,,,,, the one with the plants LOL
SMUT // NSFW
WC- 1,531
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Kozume Kenma
Kenma is such a cute sub, he has the sweetest moans and is oh so sensitive~
Call him kitty since he’s your little kitten after allÂ
He’s a pillow prince, you have to spoil and pamper him because he craves it
Kenma loves being the focus of all your attention, it makes his heart flutter and his belly dip in need
Always check to make sure he is okay, constantly ask if he is okay because he loves the reassurance, it turns him on knowing you care so much about himÂ
Out of all the subs, Kenma would probably be my favorite because he would be the least bratty. Don’t get me wrong I love a bratty Atsumu/Tendou sub but, Kenma would appreciate every single touch of yours and would savor it. He’d let you know how much he enjoys it and relishes it
Kenma really is spoiled, whenever you take him he is surrounded by pillows, providing him with the utmost comfort, and you use the softest blindfolds with him. Everything with him is so mind-numbingly gentle
You can get rough with him if you’d like, Kenma wouldn’t complain. Sometimes he will purposely act out and hold back his moans just so you punish himÂ
Kenma has no shame in being a sub, zero shame, he loves it and usually prefers it because baby boy is lazy~ I feel him on that one, it sounds so tiring doing all the work. I think it takes too much energy from him. It’s like a social battery, a sexual battery? HAHA
Either way, Kenma is the sweetest sub that enjoys a little bit of teasing. Don’t tease him too much though because it’s supposed to be more pleasureful than painful for the sensitive baby~
I baby Kenma too much, can’t help it sorry. Wait have you guys listened to that Kuroken official audio? Think about those little Kenma moans, todoroki moans, eren moans, plus hawks moans, gray moans, guren moans, you know….. focus on Kenma though hehe >:-)
“This okay, babe?” You hold the small buzzing vibrator to the base of your boyfriend’s cock, watching with greedy eyes as his hips squirm against the sheets. Kenma whines pitifully and nods his head, not enough of an answer for you, he knows better. You withdraw the vibrator and stare up at him, at his parted lips and his eyes that you know are full of tears while hidden behind the blindfold, the room goes quiet except for the hitch in his breath. “Come on, use your words for me kitten.”
With a click of your tongue, echoing how disappointed you are, Kenma fumbles with his mouth to spit out an answer.Â
“Yes, it’s fine, it’s fine. Put it back,” He begs and you instantly put the vibrator back to his skin while turning it on the lowest setting.Â
“You have no manners,” You tut and purse your lips in frustration. A little hiccup leaves Kenma’s lips and a quiet sob crawls up his throat. “Oh, baby,” You coo and turn up the setting even higher. “you need more? Don’t cry, kitten.” After a few strokes of your hands, you’re holding the vibrator flush against Kenma.Â
You sit up on your knees and lean over to place a soft kiss onto his nose, your pussy clenches at the way his lips start to shake. He needs to beg for it.
“Kiss,” Kenma whispers when he feels your lips ghost over his own.Â
“What’s that?” You tease and stick your tongue up to trace his top lip, flicking it before doing the same with his bottom one.
“Please, I want a kiss.” His words break off into a moan at the sensation against his hard cock, your hand squeezes him tighter before pressing your lips to his. All his whimpers are muffled against your mouth but Kenma still puts in the effort to kiss you back, even going as far as to shyly stroke your tongue with his own.Â
He always gets rewarded when he puts in the effort.
“Aren’t you such a good boy,” You pull back to breathe and Kenma lifts his chin up, trying to connect with your lips once more. You bring up the hand that was stroking his thigh moves up to cup his jaw, giving you the access to tilt his face to your liking. All this to simply get your tongue deeper in his throat, to control the kiss the way you want to. Once you figure out the perfect position, you slide your hand down to his chest. Your thumb tugs on his nipple and Kenma’s hips jut up underneath you. A smirk on appears on your lips and you swallow the mewl that leaves his throat as you toy with the delicate and soft little bud.Â
“Don’t you like that, oh, such a sweet kitty.” You whisper before taking his lips as yours once again, you could spend hours kissing Kenma. All while the vibrator works him closer and closer to an orgasm, giving you all the time you need to pleasure his sensitive little body. “I will never forget how much you like having your nipples played with.”Â
Kenma moans at your words and his hips thrust into the air harder, he grinds eagerly against the vibrator.
“Do you want to cum inside me, cum all in my pussy?” Kenma moans loudly at your words and nods eagerly, all while licking his lips in anticipation.
“Please, (Y/N), I need it.” He whines dramatically when you pull the vibrator away and you pinch his nipple in retaliation.
“Hush,” You scold and grab his hard cock, with your thighs on either side of his hips you slowly sink down until you bottom out inside of him. You sit still and watch as Kenma’s chest heaves with each breath, his loud cries and shaking thighs are a sight for sore eyes. “patience baby boy. I don’t want you to cum early, we don’t want that.” Your coos soothe Kenma’s nerves for a slight moment, his noises of desperation are silenced by your mouth as you kiss him hard like you have done so many times before.Â
“What’s the rule Kenma?” You run your tongue along the inside of his teeth before sucking his bottom lip into your mouth, biting on it hard. Kenma thrusts blindly up into you, his thighs shake violently beneath your own and his abdomen clenches hard. He needs to cum so badly.
“Don’t cum without your permission.” He answers and you gently kiss his eyes over the blindfold.
“What a good kitten, you know I’d never deny you baby.”Â
Kenma sighs in relief when you begin to lift yourself off his lap with your thighs before dropping back down against his hips. The simple motion has his mind reeling and Kenma has to stop himself from lurching forward again and again. Just the simple way you keep clenching around him is making his head spin.
“Thank you, thank you.” Kenma cries loudly and you nearly awe at how loud he can get. “I-I love you.”Â
You place your hands on his chest firmly and use your thumbs to flick his nipples, grinding hard against him when his voice cracks during one of his cries.Â
“I love you too, Kenma, I’ll do anything for you.” You lick his lips once more before placing a peck on them, then all over his face. You practically leave his face covered in random patterns from your lips. At the sounds of your bodies slamming together, mixed in with his own cries and your seductive moans, Kenma finds himself climbing to the edge faster than normal.
Fuck, he’s so embarrassed. He knows you’d never deny him of an orgasm unless he’s been bad but he feels so guilty. It’s only been a handful of minutes and he’s about to bust a heavy load inside of you, one that will leave his cum dripping down your thighs.Â
“Are you close?” Kenma asks timidly and you reach down to tap your clit, the simple notion has you fall forward onto his chest and you answer his question with a weak moan. You begin to rub circles into your clit with three of your fingers but your sweet kitten wants to help. “L-Let me,” Kenma heaves in a deep breath and blindly finds your clit, rubbing the softest and most sinful patterns against the swollen bundles of nerves.Â
He knows your body so damn well that he doesn’t even need to see it to know how you react.Â
“Kenma,” You moan loudly, catching your boyfriend by surprise at the volume of your voice. He starts to meet your hips with his own thrusts because even when he’s not in charge he loves to hear you beg. “cum for me, please cum for me.” You cry against his neck and Kenma continues to snap his wrist against your drenched cunt. He says something bold, something that might get him punished but he doesn’t care, Kenma wants to see you wither against him.