aizawa is too pretty to eat pussy. the sight ALONE would kill you.
just making eye contact with him while he hikes your legs over his shoulders would have you six feet under.
he’d eat you out like a man starved, and he’d do it all while looking up at you through thick eyelashes; ripping orgasm after orgasm from you until you’re so sensitive it hurts. he’d take pity on you for a moment, untangling himself from your limbs, letting you believe you’ve earned a rest.
but he is an evil, evil man.
he’d slip two fingers into your cunt, chuckling darkly to himself all the while, and he’d pump them mercilessly.
that man wouldn’t stop until you’re crying and begging for mercy.
god, just the THOUGHT of it is enough to send you to the grave.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality
Anya is LIVE right now
FREE
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
summary : when stiles starts paying more attention to lydia then his partner, there's an argument.
warnings : angst
The amount of time that I’ve been spending with my boyfriend, has got extremely low. I didn’t want to make a big deal of it, but it had started to make my confidence deteriorate. I walked into Stiles’ room, where he stood pacing on the phone, with who i could assume was Lydia Martin. His time with her had doubled in the past month, it made me think perhaps he wasn’t in love with me, anymore.
“Was that Lydia?” I asked, as i plopped down onto the bed. “Yeah, She was asking about pack night tomorrow.” I nodded, as I sucked my teeth, the noise loud in the seemingly quiet room. He looked at me, with a confused glare. “Why are you so Jealous?” he asked, I couldn’t decipher his emotions about the situation.
“Jealous!? Because I want to spend time with you? Or did you forget that you’re dating me and not Lydia Martin.” The words came out of my mouth, like it disgusted me and in all honesty I didn't mean for it to come out like that, and it made me feel sort of guilty.
“So, you’re jealous and insecure, so you’re gonna act like it’s my fault. God, (Y/n), not everything is about you.” Stiles blurted out, tears pricked my eyes, and I grabbed my bag and walk out of the door. By the time, I had gotten to my car, tears were cascading down my face. I drove in silence to my house, Where I walked into the building, Hiccuping from the sobs.
Stiles and I never fought, and even when we did, it was never this bad. I just loved him, why couldn’t he understand that? Maybe he’s cheating on me? No, it was Stiles, he would never do that. I’m just being stupid, trying to make something all about me. Perhaps he’s falling out of love with me?
It was about fifteen minutes of me, sitting in the middle of my bed, surrounded by pillows and blankets. When my phone rang, the familiar Batman theme played throughout the otherwise quiet room. I didn’t have to look to know it was him.
“Hello?” I answered, trying not to sound as beat up as I was. “(Y/n), Listen. I-” Before he could apologize or say whatever he was gonna say, I cut him off. “I need some time, just uh leave me alone. I'll call soon, Bye.” I hung up before he could change my mind.
Over the course of two weeks, I hadn’t talked to Stiles, It wasn’t even that I was still hurt by the argument, I just couldn’t bare to talk to him, because what if he broke up with me? That would break me, and I couldn’t bring myself to talk to him. Stiles hadn’t really tried to talk to me, his pride usually too big for him to swallow, I wasn’t all that surprised.
There was a knock on my bedroom door, I just assumed it was my mom checking up on me once again. “Mom! I’m fine, i just wanna watch TV, Geez!” I sighed, loudy. “Not your mom.” Stiles’ gentle voice came through, as he walked through, softly closing the door behind him.
“(Y/n), I’m worried. You’ve avoided my calls and the packs.” I peered up at him, as he spoke, then he sat down on the bed. “Stiles, really, I’m fine. “ He ran a hand through his hair, irritated.
“Stop pretending You’re okay! I know you’re not.” He said getting slightly angry with me, “You want me to stop pretending? Okay! I’m so fucking afraid that you’re gonna leave me, and I love you so much! You spend so much time with everyone who isn’t me and I’m scared! I don’t know what’s going on, but I miss you! Then you acted like i was being stupid and shit, and It fucking hurt! Okay?” My lip started quivering, my emotions trying to flow freely.
“(y/n),” He paused, he was being so gentle, he took my hands in his,” I’m sorry, you felt that way. I never meant to hurt you, I love you. How about next time you tell me when it starts okay? You know I get so caught up in pack affairs, Just, god. Please come home, i miss you.” His voice was getting softer, and I thought he might cry. He pulled me into a hug, and we just sat like that for awhile, before eventually we fell asleep on my bed.
When I woke up, it was 5 o’clock and I was starving. There was tear stains on Stiles’ shirt, and he had his hands wrapped around me, as if he were equally scared I was gonna leave. I gently shook his shoulder, trying to wake him up. “Just five more minutes.” He said sleepily, Something I had missed while we were apart.
“Come on, Sti. Let’s get dinner, I’m hungry.” He just groaned in response. “Sti.” I whined, he finally gave up and sat up, his hair in every direction, i giggled and he pressed a kiss to my lips. Something, I was sure both of us missed.
thinking about dom!hange edging you over and over. a skilled hand pressing a vibrator between your legs as a mean smile spreads over their lips, just daring you to cum without their permission.
“what is it, sweetheart? does it not feel good?”
you’d whine and whimper, begging them to let you cum. they’d relent, if a bit reluctantly, holding the toy between your legs as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you.
but as your orgasm subsides, pleasure turning into overstimulation, you realize that they’re not pulling the toy away from your core.
“you wanted to cum so badly just a minute ago. what happened to that?”
the idea of subby keigo rutting against your thigh as you play with his wings has me in SHAMBLES
listening to him whimper and whine and beg for you to fuck him as tears roll down his pretty little face bcs he’s so frustrated,, he’s such a good boy, why won’t you fuck him already :,(
“fuck- please- i need you so bad- ‘m a good boy i promise, please just fuck me-”
and how could you say no to your little birdie when he begs so pretty?
OKOK I KNOW I SAID I WAS GONNA POST THE HAWKS AND AIZAWA FICS BUT I JUST GOT THIS DRABBLE IDEA FOR KIRI BCS I SAW ONE FOR BAKUGO (creds to whoever that was it was so cute) AND I NEED TO IMMORTALIZE THIS BEFORE I FORGET IT OK I LOVE U I HOPE U LIKE IT (also i know this is short but i am so fucking tired and it’s been a long ass week. i also need to get this keigo fix up oh my god)
——————
gym crush!kirishima being the SWEETEST spotter imaginable. you could BREATHE near the weights and bam, he’s right behind you
gym crush!kirishima who tells all the creepy gym dudes to take a lap and fuck off when they hit on you
gym crush!kirishima who always brings an extra pair of headphones/earbuds just in case you forgot yours
gym crush!kirishima who offers you his water when you realize that you left yours at home, even if it means he’ll be without a water bottle for the remainder of his workout
gym crush!kirishima who finally grows the cojones to ask to take you for lunch on the following saturday after MONTHS of working himself up to it (you say yes)
gym crush!kirishima who INSISTS on paying for your lunch even though you begged him to let you pay for it yourself
gym crush!kirishima who drives you home after lunch and walks you to your door
gym crush!kirishima who hugs you goodbye, telling you how much fun he had and that he’ll see you on monday
gym crush!kirishima who blushes as red as his hair when you kiss his cheek and promise to find him when you get to the gym before you go inside
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality
Anya is LIVE right now
FREE
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
sleepy!keigo has had me by the throat recently so here’s this half assed ficlet because it’s the middle of the night and i’m fucking exhausted
————
sitting on your bed trying to get some work done when there’s a soft rap at your balcony door before it opens and closes again. the familiar winged man ditches his flight jacket on the floor, his glasses and headphones finding their place on the nightstand soon after, and throws himself onto the bed next to you.
“hey kei,” you say, setting your laptop on the beside table. you turn on your side to face him, propping yourself up on your elbow.
keigo mumbles a greeting and turns to look at you. you realize how exhausted he looks. noting the dark circles under his amber eyes and the fact that his normally tamed facial hair is longer than normal.
“you look tired,” you sigh, shaking your head.
“patrols have been kickin’ my ass,” he explains, falling back into the pillow. “i get so sick of being a hero sometimes.”
keigo lets out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding when you pull him to your chest. he practically melts into you when you start running your fingers through his hair. “i worry about you birdie. you need to start sleeping more.”
“‘m trying,” he mumbles. “i promise ‘m trying.”
“shh, i know baby. i’m proud of you. rest now, okay?”
keigo nods into your chest, his arms coming to wrap around your waist as his eyes slip shut.
“love you,” he breathes, slowly being lulled to sleep by the steady rise and fall of your breathing.
you press a kiss to the top of his head. “i love you. rest now birdie.”
AIZAWA WIT A PHAT TIDDIED AND PHAT ASSES DUMB HIMBO 🥹😭. WHAT ARE UR THOUGHTS
ANON U ARE SPEAKIN MY LANGUAGE 😩😩😩
aizawa is FOR SURE a tits man. i mean,, look at the pair on his boyfriend? DAMN.
BUT he is takin every opportunity to grab a handful of your ass. cooking at the stove? he’s smacking your ass as he’s walking by. you guys are cuddling and watching a movie? his hand is on your ass. you guys are making out in the shower? BIG SHOCKER,,, both his hands are gripping your ass for dear life.
but GOD when you guys are in bed? that’s when the tits man in him comes out to play. he’s sucking hickies all over your collarbones and chest and sucking on each nipple, nibbling ever so slightly to draw out your pretty little cries.
he’s def a dirty talker too. sayin shit like,
“such nice fuckin’ tits. my boy’s got the most perfect little tits ‘n they’re all for me, aren’t they, baby? all for daddy?”
“daddy’s good boy, got such nice tits. could play with ‘em all day, angel.”
because let’s be fuckin honest here
aizawa isn’t aizawa without the daddy kink
(also i am just a slut for aizawa with a daddy kink)
being in a relationship with touya means little absent minded touches no matter what you guys are doing. like c’mon now this man is SO touch deprived.
anxious at a meeting with the rest of the league? his hand is on your thigh to stop your leg from bouncing up and down.
he’s trying to get to something but you’re standing in the way? his hand finds its place on the small of your back as he reaches into the cabinet above your head.
your head is in his lap while you guys are watching a movie? his fingers are raking through your hair.
you guys are in the shower? his arms are around you and his hands are tracing patterns around your navel.
you guys are cuddling in bed? his head is on your chest and he’s pressing light kisses to your pulse point every couple seconds.
this man honestly just wants to love on you! please let him!
