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áŽáŽÉȘÊÉȘÉŽÉą: eageryoungerbf!riki x olderfem!reader
3.0k words, age gap (2-4 years), older!femreader, fluff, SMUT, dom!riki, sub!reader, strength kink, bit of size kink, oral (fem receiving), lots of dirty talk, he loves thighs, teasing, groping, cow girl, dumbification if you squint, hair pulling, nipple play, sub!riki at the end, lots of pet names, not proofread (1/7, series masterlist) áŽáŽÊᎠÊáŽÊáŽ
áŽáŽÉąáŽÊ!ÊÉȘáŽÉȘ doesnât ask you to be his girlfriend, but rather asks to be your boyfriend.
riki might not believe in love at first sight but rather in INTEREST at first sight. getting to know you felt so refreshing and natural. so after a few weeks of talking he starts wondering how to best ask for this to be official. a big planned out day or a small meaningful little gesture, if brains were able to actually release steam from thinking heâd be a full on locomotive. he had it all planned out, he asked his friends, consulted his sisters and researched for ages. all for it to not go according to plan.Â
it had been a day of lazing around, sleepy kisses were exchanged, limbs tangled under the soft blanket that covered you. you had been babbling about something random, a tiktok you saw when it happened. âi don't know, i just saw what the comments said and thought âmy boyfriend would neverâ! that's crazy, i mean why would they let this slide? have some self respect.â the second he heard the word boyfriend he froze and of course you noticed. âwhatâs wrong ki?â, you ask softly, brows furrowed. and then you realised what you had said, what you had called him and your eyes widen. âoh fuck, iâm sorry it just slipped out i swear iââ âcan i please by your boyfriend?â he blurted out. the two of you just stared at each other, chest heaving with the heaviness of the moment. this changed everything, it would make it official. âyou want to be?â you whisper softly, scared of the question taking up space. âdo i want to? baby iâve been planning for fucking weeks to ask you, of course i want to be your boyfriend.â a stupid smile spreads on your face and before he could tell you about his plans you jump at him, lips messily meeting his as you cannot help yourself from cheesing at him. âsuch a sweet boyfriend i have.â, you mumble against his lips and he circles his arms around you to pull you even closer.
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BAD DECISIONS.
IN WHICH. . . you're leading a case revolving around a underground boxing club. what no one knows however, is how you're dating the main suspect, who just so happens to be your boyfriend.
4.8k wcâ âââ â underground boxer au âȘâȘ boxer nishimura riki x fem! reader đ§ explicit mature content, established relaitonship, forbidden romance, soft moments if you squint, unprotected sex, cunnulingus, size kink, riding, couch sex, creampie, riki's a tease, usage of pet names, inapporiate usage of handcuffs.
"Another day, another failure."
You rolled your eyes at your co-worker's words, not acknowledging her as you shredded the leather jacket you worn for your disguise to infiltrate the boxing club. You were assigned as the team leader of the series of illegal underground boxing casesâcases that wasn't as serious as compared to what you've dealt with before.
Well, a case is still a case after all.
You've been working on the case for the past two months. Two months of ruining your already ruined sleep schedule, surviving on nothing but energy drinks, caffeine and instant noodles. Two months of staring at your laptop, pacing back and forth in meeting rooms while discussing with your teammates and trying to connect the dots together. Two months of hell and you really need to take a much-deserved paid leave once this whole shenanigan is over.
The four of you got into the car, with you as the driver and drove off. You glanced toward the rear-view mirror, watching as the boxing club gets smaller and smaller.
weak spot (p. jay)
you discover your boyfriend has sensitive nipples
pairing: jay x reader || wc: 1.9k || cw: smut! established relationship, kissing, making out, breast/nipple play, p in v, light begging, dirty talk, praise, use of petnames, strong language || warnings: +18 content, mdni! || a/n: based on this request and OH MY GOD ,,,, the header is horrendous donât mind it
it happens on a random monday evening, on an ordinary night that shouldnât feel this electric.
youâre in jayâs apartment again, the one with the big windows overlooking the city lights and the faint scent of his cologne lingering on every surface.
you were supposed to be talking, only a playful, little chat between boyfriend and girlfriend. but somewhere between his teasing words and your growing boldness, it turned into you straddling his lap on the couch, mouths fused together in a slow, hungry makeout.
jayâs hands rest heavy on your hips, thumbs slipping under the hem of your shirt to stroke warm circles against your skin.
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Haze' notes : Needed a dominant Jake who would fuck you stupid so I wrote one :) Not proofread.

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follower request (l. heeseung)
you and your boyfriend get a very specific request
pairing: dom!heeseung x sub!reader || wc: 1.9k || cw: smut! established relationship, p in v, unprotected sex (don't.), choking, heavy overstimulation, multiple orgasms, squirting, creampie, subspace, filming, dirty talk, praise, use of petnames, strong language || warnings: +18 content, mdni! || a/n: another drabble based on a request that drove me insane good god
the notification comes in while youâre curled up against heeseungâs chest, both of you lazily scrolling through the replies on your shared nsfw twitter account.Â
the account is anonymous, faces always cropped or hidden behind masks and angles, but the chemistry between you two is unmistakable. thousands of followers tuned in for every video: the slow teasing ones, the rough ones, the soft aftercare clips. tonight the replies are especially unhinged.
one comment stands out, liked by dozens already.
âheeseung destroying her until she squirts all over the sheets while choking her would be insane content. overstimulation + subspace vibes plsâ
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product details: in which⊠sunghoon has a huge breeding kink and wonât stop until he has youâhis precious girlfriendâpregnant.
warning labels. . . explicit content (mdni), unprotected sex, lots of praises, breeding kink, mating press, bulge kink, multiple creampies.
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âso fucking pretty like this,â sunghoon grunted, his hips slamming into yours.
he had your legs pinned to your chest, hands gripping the back your thighs, using his weight to pin you down as he thrusted into you. you were already leaking from his fifth load of the night. youâd lost count how many times youâve cum yourself. you two had been going at it for almost two hours, no breaks, because sunghoon wanted to fill you up as much as possible.
his pace sharpened, thrusts becoming hard and deliberate, the wet sounds between you two filling the room. he pulled out until just the tip was in before slamming back into you, the head of his dick hitting against the spot that made your toes curl every time.
âfuckâ look baby,â he leaned back. he slid a hand above the visible bulge in your lower stomach. âsee how deep i am inside you?â
all you could manage was a shaky nod and a broken moan, too cockdrunk to form words. heâd be lying if he said he felt badâbecause he didnât. he had a plan and was sticking to it.
âgonna make you a mommy,â he muttered, sliding his arms beneath you to grip your ass. he fucked into you harder, forcing himself deeper.
it didnât take long for him or you to cum again. yours ripped through you like a shock, only longer, more intense.
âthere you go,â he groaned, his voice rough as he stretched you out just right. his rhythm slowed, pumping a fresh load of thick white ropes inside you. he kept his grip on you tight, grinding through both of your releases, pushing his seed deeper with short, lazy thrusts.
âall for you, baby. thatâs all for you.â
your body trembled beneath him, his cum already leaking out of you, soaking into the sheets. sunghoon didnât stop thereâhe couldnât. he refused to actually. he flipped you onto your stomach, dragged a finger between your sensitive folds, gathering a mix of your own orgasm and his cum.
âyou see that, babe? youâre such a messy girl for me,â he said proudly, climbing over you, his knees on either side of your thighs, locking you under him.
he lined his dick up with your soaked entrance, not giving you enough to time brace yourself before pushing himself right in. the pleasure shoots right through you, making your body tremble.
âf-fuckâ hoonâ pleaseâŠâ you choked out, nails digging into the back of his thigh.
âi know, baby. i knowâŠâ he cooed against your ear, lips trialing kisses down your neck and across your shoulder. âyouâre doing so good. taking me so well.â
his chest melted into your spine like it belonged there, bodies aligning. his hips rolled slowly, carefully, every push going deeper. the complete opposite from how he was fucking you a minute ago.
âcmon, lemme see that pretty face while i fill you up.â he slid a hand around your neckânot to choke, just enough to tilt your head back and get a good look at you.
your face was flushed, eyes glassy, lips parted, soft whimpers spilling out. your walls fluttered around him as another lazy orgasm passed through you.
âlast one, babyâ fuck.. i promise,â he strained, his grip tightening slightly as he delivers one final thrust. he slid a hand under your stomach, wanting to feel himself inside you as he pumped you full.
sunghoon pushes forward again, grinding the head of his dick against that sensitive spot once more. he didnât stop until every drop was buried deep. he stayed there until his own hips gave out.
âso pretty when youâre full.â he breathes, pressing a kiss against your temple before looking down at the mess he made inside of you.
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( ìŽíŹìč ) â đșđŽđŒđ»! â toxicity â degradation â light choking â fingering â power imbalance â dirty talk â pet names â creampie â dom!heeseung : 1075
ââââ in which ïž” months after the breakup, heeseung still knows exactly how to make you fall apart.
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you and heeseung haven't been together for months now, but it never really feels like it. not with the way he still shows up, still talks to you like you're his, still fucks you like he never lost you to begin with.
tonight was another one of those nightsâsome stupid argument over the phone that turned too loud too fast. you were in the middle of cussing him out when he hung up on you, and you hadn't even had time to scream at your phone before your front door creaked open fifteen minutes later and he walked in like he lived there.
you're curled up on the couch, blanket half-draped over your legs, scowl already carved into your face. god, you should've locked the door.
heeseung doesn't say anything at first, just strolls in and drops down beside you like this isn't a problem. you shoot him a glare and stand to finally go lock the door, annoyed and tense and hot with frustration. he stretches out on the couch behind you, all casual, like your silence isn't boiling.
"why are you here?" you ask over your shoulder, sharp and irritated as you make your way back toward the couch. he barely looks up, one arm draped over the back of the cushion. "to put'cha pretty ass in your place since you wan' argue so bad."
you don't even get the chance to roll your eyes before he's grabbing you, rough and smooth at the same time, pulling you into his lap like it's the most natural thing in the world. your back lands against his chest, his thighs warm beneath you, and before you can protest, heeseung adjusts his posture, settling you properly between his legs.
he pulls you flush against him and his arm slides around your torso, his left hand coming up to wrap lightly around your throat. he tilts your head, just slightly, exposing the soft slope of your neckâand his mouth is on you before you can breathe out another insult. hot, slow kisses.
sharp, claiming sucks. his teeth scrape along your skin, dragging warmth straight down your spine, and you squirm without meaning to, your body already remembering what it means to be touched like this by him.
you hate him. you hate him you hate him.
but you can feel him hardening under you, feel the way your hips roll ever so slightly, already chasing that pressure. you let out a quiet, broken sound, barely audible, and he groans into your neck. "i hate you,â you whisper, spiteful and soft all at once.
he smirks against your skin, voice rumbling low. "yeah? hate me?" you nod without looking at him, stubborn. your body betrays you the second he speaks again. "why are you so soaked if you hate me then?"
his right hand slips under the waistband of your shorts like he owns the space there. he doesn't even need to ask. he finds you without effortâfingers sliding past your panties, right to where you're dripping for him, just from his voice, his mouth, his presence. he runs his fingers through the mess he's already made, circling your hole, coming back up to press lazy circles into your clit.
he hums. it's quiet, satisfied. he doesn't say anything elseâjust keeps touching you, slow and knowing, his other hand keeping your leg pinned up against your chest. you try to close your legs, try to twist away from the heat rising in your core, but he holds you in place.
"mm-mm, keep 'em open. and go ahead, tell me everything you hate about me, since you hate me so much." you swallow hard, breath shaky as you try to hold it together. his fingers are warm and familiar, slipping through your slick like itâs second nature.
"i⊠i hate the way you talk to meâlike you own me." he curls his fingers deeper and you gasp, clinging to his forearm for balance. "and⊠fuckâi hate that you think you can just show up andâ" his thumb drags over your clit and you break off, voice hitching. "f-fuck, heeseungâstop thatâi'm talkingâ"
he chuckles behind you, smug and unbothered, and thrusts his fingers harder into you. your hips twitch and he groans softly, adjusting his hold to keep you where he wants you. "i hate⊠hate how you always make it about youâ" you jolt in his lap, lips parting in a moan that you barely catch. "nnghâgod, and the way you touch me like you know what i'm feelingâ" his mouth grazes your ear, breath hot and heavy. "i don'tâi don't even like you, heeââ
"nah," he breathes, his pace steady, unforgiving. "but you like this. you fuckin' need this." you're falling apart, eyes fluttering closed as his fingers drag out slow, only to push back in with that perfect rhythm that always fucks up your thoughts. his hand leaves the back of your thigh just long enough to press against your hips, forcing you to stop lifting up for more friction.
"you just can't stay fuckin' still, hm? go ahead, keep goin'. continue what you were sayin'." you whimper as he pulls his fingers out again, dragging them through your soaked slit, teasing your entrance before sliding them back in. you choke on a breath, hips stuttering in his lap.
"hate me all you want," he murmurs, lips pressed to your temple, "but i know this pussy doesn't. she's so greedy. suckin' my fuckin' fingers in." his voice is strained now, low and hoarse. you can feel him pulsing beneath you, hard and aching through his sweats. heâs rutting up into you slowly, like he can't help it.
the sounds coming from you aren't soft anymoreâthey're cracked, desperate, high and fast as you fall over the edge right there in his lap. your cunt clenches around his fingers, soaking his hand as your moans spill out helpless and broken.
he keeps going through it, slow now, coaxing it all out of you. when he finally pulls his fingers out, they glisten in the low light. he lifts them to your lips and you take them without thinking, tongue swirling around the mess he made of you. "you don't hate me, pretty girl," he says, mouth close to your jaw as you suck his fingers clean. "you hate that i know you."
and god, he's so fucking right.
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WILD WEST RIDE.
IN WHICH. . . just when you thought you'd never be able to improve your horse riding skills, ningning told you that lee heeseung, the seasonal winner of the competition, had proposed to coach you. you agreed without hesitation, only to find out what you're riding isn't a horse but rather... heeseung himself?
5.5k wcâ âââ â cowboy au âȘâȘ pro horse rider lee heeseung x fem! reader đ§ explicit mature content, stable sex, unprotected sex, mild ass spanking, riding, face-sitting, messy kissing, creampie, oral sex (m and f receiving), usage of pet names, reader wears heeseung's hat.
from author: there's truly a severe lack of cowboy fics so i decided to cook a little something. bgdc heeseung, i still think about you... also not sure what to feel about this new post format hm hm.
"Damn, what the hell happened to you?" Ningning asked, eyes widening in horror at the sight of your⊠pitiful state.
You plopped down into the couch, body practically sinking into it as you groaned, cradling your bleeding elbow close to your stomach. Ningning approached you with a first-aid kit held in her left hand. She sat on your right, her knees brushing against yours as the couch sinking further from the additional weight.
You visibly jerked away the moment she dabbed the damp cotton pad against your wound, hissing in pain. "I was practicing and got thrown off," you muttered.
toxicboyfriend!sunoo â¶ headcanons
á°à§©â â Öč â toxicboyfriend!sunoo x fem!readerâ â ă á©ă á©
warnings : manipulation, gaslighting, guilt tripping, silent treatments, possessiveness disguised as cuteness, love bombing,rough/angry sex., marking, degradation mixed with sweet talk, edging, creampies, overstim, hair-pulling, dirty talk
đŻïž JOâs NOTES < đ»ââïž 3 ! : and the toxic boyfriend headcanons series ends here !
toxicboyfriend!sunoo who looks like the sweetest angel with his bright smile and soft voice, but uses that same angelic face to manipulate you until you feel like youâre the toxic one
toxicboyfriend!sunoo who gives you the most heartbreaking silent treatments, pouting cutely while completely ignoring you until youâre crying and apologizing for things you didnât even do
toxicboyfriend!sunoo who gaslights you with the softest, sweetest tone âBaby, I never said that youâre remembering wrong again. Why do you always twist my words and make me the bad guy?â

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âź â âæŠèŠ âšŸ you're a nightmare on wine. so is riki.
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âź â âäŸżæĄ âšŸ just when i thought i had the day off...opened twt only to see this clip and đ”âđ« i flew to lin's dms and we've been a mess ever since đ thank her and my fucked up brain for concocting this filth, the mush my brain's become is unlikely to change đ« the title's also inspired by the audio for this beautiful edit...(sighs) anyways, i hope someone enjoys this lmao, much loveeeee! <333
Love Language âą
| bf!ni-ki x reader
synopsis: you and your boyfriend have a huge communication issue, so you find other ways to make up after fights
warnings: silent treatment, oral (f receiving), missionary sex, unprotected sex, nipple play, making out, hickies, plot with porn, pretty romancy so if ur a softie this is for u đ„č
authors note: finally made a longer fic after many shorties! these Ni-ki pics with the camo hat are making me hard đŻ I reallyyyyy hope he goes back to black hair I love the blonde so so so much but his black hair was so auraful!!! anyways yea I loveeee writing big rik so more writing ideas are much appreciated ! pls enjoy đ
authors note 2: WE are birds for Ni-ki chirp chirp
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It was a chill 3am in your apartment alone. Chill weather wise, other than that it had been an irritating night for you. You and your boyfriend had gotten into a fight over the amount of attention he'd been putting into you (not enough). So you've had him alone delivered for the past 4 hours. This didn't let you sleep at all. The fact that he was left unanswered kept you upset despite you not wanting to answer him. He wasn't spamming you or anything, but he stayed on your mind regardless. Was he mad? Does he know you're ignoring him on purpose? Does he think you're hurt? Is he even awake? Your mind felt cluttered and upset and mad and tired and yet somehow wide awake all at once. Definitely not a pleasant mixture.
You turn in bed again, begging yourself to just fall into rem. The sound of your fan spinning and the rain on the windowsill tapping was consistent and only made you think of Riki more. It was cold. You want him to hold you and wrap you in blanket, run his hands through your hair until the only cold you feel is the occasional grace of his ring against your scalp while he brushes. But another part of you told yourself that he doesn't even deserve the chance. He's had you on delivered for way longer than 4 hours before, something you specifically told him you hated. He's probably not even bothered right now. Probably with his guys doing perfectly fine. But what if he is bothered?? Should I text? You hated how childish these fights made you feel.
You continued to listen into the tapping of the rain, hoping into hypnotize you out of consciousness. Until you hear a raindrop louder than the other ones. Multiple actually. You weren't as awake as before, finally in the state between awake and out of it, so your senses were super clear. Then you heard the tapping again, definitely not rain. It also didn't come from your window, it came from the door. You roll out of bed, not even thinking about what or who it could be. Your groggy mind simply head a door and gave you the elementary task of opening it. When you did make it to the door, it was the sight of Riki that woke you out of this.
You open your mouth to yell the same argument you were aggressively texting him earlier only to be shut up by his gentle shush. His hand found your tense shoulder, squeezing it with a comforting rub that relaxed the muscles in your arm. He walked you back into the house, not with any force or even in a slightly obvious manner, but so casually you barely noticed he was inside. You shut your lips, your body giving up the remaining effort in you to be mad at him. You can feel your eyes weakly tear up as he goes in to hold you. His strong arms around their way around you, the gentle pressure erasing the frustration you felt.
"I know, baby, I know," his voice was smoky, you can tell he was tired too. "I dont deserve you."
You gave in completely to him, letting all your anger solidify into tears that soaked through his tank top. "I'm so awful to my sweet girl." Your hands tightened into fists on his back that you originally wanted to hit him with, but you settled for gripping his top instead. One of his arms squeezed around you in a way that gently let out the bottled emotion in you. The other arm had his hand on the back of your head, the soothing touch making you feel warm and at peace. You hadn't even realized you weren't on the floor, he'd picked you up to keep you at level rather than below him, your legs wrapping around him by default. He kicked the door shut behind him like he owned the place.
His attention didn't leave you for a second, still softly hushing and rocking you. He took you back to the couch, laying you down first then making sure not to lay too much pressure down when he followed atop you. His slender fingers brushed back some stray hairs from your face, and you got a clear look at him for the first time tonight. He looked exhausted, his sharp eyes more weary and heavy-lidded than usual. His usual olive, tan complexion faded to a more pale and washed-out shade. The fight had taken a toll on him, one that shone physically just as it did mentally. Yet that didn't seem to phase him at all, not compared to the way he was bothered by your discomfort. He didn't focus on the way he was three shades lighter than usual or the fact that he hasn't had a blink of sleep all night. Why would he put effort into those invaluable things when he could spend that on you instead?
He went down to plant a kiss on your forehead, one that instantly filled you with relief. His plump lips meeting your skin after what felt like years of depravation from him put you in a deep comfort. It felt like you'd been covered in a blanket of warmth that shielded you from the all the useless fighting that plagued your mind earlier. He let them linger for a moment, one long kiss followed by a shorter peck. He pulled back, a smile finally meeting his face. He wiped a small tear from your cheek that you didn't realize had fallen. "Please don't hate me, baby" he mumbles, his gentle eyes taking in every inch of you. "I'm trying not to" you softly reply.
He burrows his face into your neck like he's trying to hide himself from the reality of how angry you might be. He didn't wanna face it, especially after how much he knew he neglected you. But the thought of you upset and alone made his heart sore, so he'll own up to his actions even if it makes him cringe at himself. He'd been so anxious the hours leading up to this. Being left on delivered didn't help, and he nearly lost it trying to pick between giving you space and throwing himself to his knees in front of you for forgiveness. He expected a barrage of insults and scolds and everything you spewed over text but 10x worse once you saw him in person, so he enjoyed the fact that this wasn't that.
He purred softly, the vibrations low against you. The lack of talk between you two was uncomfy, the rain outside somewhat making up for the silence. You felt his lips pucker to leave a small press to your neck, then another. He wasn't sure if you two were even on "kissing terms", but something in his head prayed that maybe if he kissed you enough it would wash away all the anger in you. Honestly, that would've worked had you been mad at him in the first place. You weren't. Mad at the situation? Yes. Mad at the lack of communication? Even bigger yes. But Riki? Never. Yea maybe you ghosted him for the past few hours or so, but you really didn't know how to solve big issues within your relationship like this. You literally wanted more attention, plain and simple, but writing that on paper sounds way more spoiled and needy than wanting to enjoy a few more dates here and there. What you failed to realize was Riki was more than willing, and what Riki failed to do was prove it.
His lips moved up, tracing a path from your neck to your cheek. The cheek kisses didn't last long before he had his lips woven against yours. You felt as if you could melt at the feeling and drown in his presence. The tension in his body lessened and his shifted more comfortably. Your hand met the back of his neck, something that told him you're enjoying this when words didn't get that across. Despite how often you two fight, you really do think you're perfect for each other. Even when it's too awkward to talk things out, your body language was always in time with his. It's like your minds communicated when your words didn't. Kissing especially seemed to do just the trick. Riki was weak for kisses, and god was he good at it. His fuller lips alone gave him an advantage, and he knew how to move them against yours in a way that fit deliciously instead of that teeth-clashing, eating-each-others'-face-off nonsense he hated.
He pulled back, not far, but enough to give you space to breath. He double checks how you're feeling with his eyes, giving a quick up and down scan before going back in. He knew how easy your relationship would be if you two could just spit out the things in your head, but maybe an easy life wasn't the life for you two. He was fine with this, it still worked at the end of the day. It's not like you two had to be perfect, or that perfect was even this set and consistent definition. You were his whole world, and that's what he loved more than "perfection".
His lips continued against yours, your bodies intertwined. You could feel his heart beating against yours, feel his soft breath on your face. He didn't want to pull back for air, needing every second as close to you as possible. His hands gently carded through your hair, slightly pulling you closer as he did so. Your tongues gently moved against one another. The only thought on your mind was Riki. He was so good at taking away the stress and frustration, even when he's the one who caused it. He presses one last kiss to your mouth before letting his lips roams your face and neck again. Your head tilts to give him more access to your sensitive skin. His eyes were glazed over with want and his demeanor was slipping from detailed and soft to greedy. You keep your hand in his dark locks, partially to egg him on and partially to keep him guided. "Missed you so bad..." he purred against you, his first words to you in a moment. "Wanna make you feel better..."
He kissed and nipped at your collarbone. His hand found yours, locking fingers and brushing his thumb on the back. He parted from your collar to kiss down your wrist, his soft lips on your sensitive pulse making you shudder slightly. He kept his other hand busy with the strap of your flimsy tank, searching your eyes for permission. You sit up to slip it off for him, his hands going to your hips. He pecks all over your neck as a thank you, leaving little purple love bites here and there. "Lay back, baby..." he sets you down onto your back, his hands resting around your waist as his lips start on your chest. He cups one of your soft mounds and eagerly wraps his lips on it. The flick of his tongue on the delicate skin makes you arch off the couch.
He kept his mouth set on your nipple while his free hand toyed with the other, pinching and rubbing. He switches occasionally as to not neglect any part of you. He hums against your chest, sending warm vibrations through your core. His plump lips would keep suction while his tongue swiped against the sensitive area. He pulls off and makes his way down through kisses until his reaches between your legs. By now your body had been doused in the gasoline of his kisses, and his teasing was setting you aflame. He settles between your thighs, his hands gripping either one and brings them apart. You slip off your night shorts and panties at once for him, sitting back to let him take it from there. He's almost taunting, kissing the area around what you need rather than giving into what your body craves. "So soaked.." he murmurs between kisses. You feel his tongue on your thighs, slowly inching towards your wet, puffy lips. Finally he licks a stripe up the middle that makes you readjust for more. He starts with 3 kitten licks before fully diving in. He kept up a nice rhythm: a consistent and not too fast pace, light suction paired with teasing your entrance with his tongue. You repeat his name like a pleasured chant, his presence being the only thing you can think of. No other words leave your mouth before 'Riki' and gasping swears. He targeted your clit, mostly sucking but occupying it with his fingers whenever he moved away from it. He went up and down as he devoured, your legs shaking with him between them. He got you so close to what felt like a promised orgasm before stopping. He rose to his knees, still between you, stripping off his own tank and starting at his pants.
"Spread a little wider pretty thing.." he gets down to his boxers before discarding those too. To think you'd been so mad at him earlier, like his delicious length made up for everything. It stood eagerly as he held it by the base and guided it to your entrance. He let the tip catch onto it teasingly. His brows furrowed in concentration as he slid in, a soft purr leaving his throat. You gasp at the large intrusion, still unable to get over his size despite how much you two get together. This man towered you. His silver chain hung close to your face as he put in the rest of his inches. His breathing was heavy as he bottomed out, staying for a moment to adjust. His eyes catch yours and he smiles. "Feels good?" he lowly asks, to which you nod. You wrap your legs around him as he begins to move, slow strokes at first that get deeper and deeper. You couldn't find the effort to close your dropped jaw with the immense pleasure you were feeling. He was hitting every part of you that itched so badly for him. You tightly gripped onto his strong arm that he held himself up with to the side of you, his other maintained on your waist. He groaned as you squeeze around him, thrusting even deeper to milk the feeling. "So fuckin' good... fuckkk" his eyes closed tightly as he tilts his head back. You felt yourself getting closer with each drill, digging your nails into his biceps. His hips would angle upwards and dug his dick into your sweet spot repeatedly.
He sharply hissed as he felt you come on his dick, keeping up the pace to make it last as long as he could. It didn't take much for his orgasm to follow as well. He buried himself and breathlessly moaned as he emptied himself in your sweet body. He stayed like that for a minute: your bodies tangled and catching breath. After a little cleaning up and more silence between the two of you, you make it to an actual bed instead of the shitty couch you fucked on. He kept you close, spooning you with his arms having you nearly strapped to him. Maybe communication wasn't your thing, but this form of love felt special. A secret, intimate language just between you and Riki.
HOW2FUCK .á
product details: in which ïč you walked in on your bestfriend reliving himself with his pillow, soo you offer to help him
warning labels: explicit content âą smut (mdni), pillow humping, handjob, oral (m. receiving), overstimulation, edging, and praise.
featured employees: bsf!niki x fem!reader | custom order đ
staff notes: me and my ayesha titles against the world â i rlly liked writing this one and i actually had a draft like this for jake sooo thank you for the request ! i hope u like it ml ⥠âžâž
also, not proofread bcs i finished this at 2am
niki shifted against the mattress, the ache of his dick straining against the thin fabric of his shorts. itâd been bothering him since his shower, a constant reminder of how horny and desperate he was right now.
he tried fucking his hand, but the friction wasnât enough. none of the girls heâd usually hookup with were available, and ignoring it clearly wasnât working either.
niki hooked a finger around his waistband, dragging down his shorts just enough to let his length slip free. his dick twitched, already hard and leaking, the tip a blush red. he looked around the room, searching for anything to help, when his eyes landed on his pillow.
he sighed, already hating the idea, and grabbed the closest pillow to his right. he brought it above his waist and folded it around his dick before lifting his hips into the pillow, slowly at first, like he was testing it out.
âf-fuckâŠâ he shuddered, lifting his hips again, a bit faster and sloppier than the last thrust. his skin dragged across the fabric just right.
soon he rose to his knees and leaned forward, the mattress dipping under his weight. the pillow was still wrapped around his dick, covering his length. he buried his face into the blanket, his hips rolling messy circles, leaving the pillow sticky and soaked in precum.
he was too deep in it that he didnât hear his doorknob turn or the creaking from the hingesâjust the sound of your voice snapping him out of it once it was too late.
ââŠniki?â
âwhat the fuckââ he stammered, his face burning as he scrambled backward against the headboard, poorly covering himself with the same pillow he was just fucking into. âyou donât know how to knock?!â
âI did. twice.â
your eyes traveled down his figure, taking in the sightâhis messy sheets, disheveled hair, sweat beading across his hairline, and the obvious mess of precum he left.
âI can help with that⊠if you want?â
his eyes followed your line of sight, then back at you, eyebrow raised and skeptical of your offer. it wasnât the worst idea to him. youâve known each other since high school and seen every part of each other already. so, in the end, he nodded reluctantly.
you crawled into the bed next to him, hands trailing up his thighs. his breath caught, body tensing from the coolness of your fingertips against his skin. your hand firmly wrapped around his dick, thumb circling the tip as you lowered yourself between his thighs.
âjust relax and let me help,â you murmured, voice low and steady.
you leaned in and licked a long stride under his length before taking the head in your mouth. his hips jerked the second your fist started working along with your mouth. you started slow and deliberately, allowing him to get used to it. your thumb dragged over the sensitive head whenever you pulled back.
the warmth of your mouth, the way your tongue moved expertly, and your hand working at the base, made his head fall back against the headboard. you kept it up until his breathing picked up and his thighs slightly shook.
âfuckâ donât stop, pleaseâŠâ he breathed, his voice a mix of a broken moan and a whimper.
you pulled back only an inch, then slid back down again, cheeks hollowing as your head moved rhythmically. the sound of itâthe filthy wetness and nikiâs mutters of nonsenseâfilled the room, bouncing off the walls.
âf-fuckâ y/n, godââ he barely managed, voice raspy, eyes shut closed. âiâm so closeâshit⊠just like that.â
you pulled off once more, your tongue dragging against the underside, stroking him faster before slowing down, edging him right to the brink just to deny it.
âyouâre doing such a good job,â you cooed, voice sweet and warm.
he lifted his hips into your fist, chasing the friction from your palm before you pulled away completely. you waited until his hips stopped stuttering and the pulse evaporated before wrapping your fingers around the base again.
repeatedly, you brought him closer to the edge, increasing your pace, dragging your tongue over his sensitive head, taking him deeper than beforeâall to slow down once his moans became needier and his hips moved desperately.
âlook how messy youâre getting for me.â
âplease⊠fuck, please let me cumâŠâ he begged, his hand tangling through your hair, hips bucking mindlessly. his breathing hitched, hard and ragged, his hips jerking against his will.
it didnât take long until he came hard. a hot and electric wave crashed through his body, leaving his vision blurry and body tensed. nikiâs body trembled as the wave washed over him, his chest lifting with a sharp inhale.
you stayed there, positioned between his legs, licking him clean. you even praised him softly with every pass of your tongue. âyou did such a good job. so pretty when you cum for me.â
staff notes: watched gonjiam haunted asylum with my sister and I was too busy calling everyone fine to be scared (it was also my way of deflecting whenever I was scared)
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Youâre pinned against the cold wall of the hallway, barely inside the apartment door before Heeseungâs mouth crashes into yours. His tall frame towers over you, broad shoulders caging you in as one of his ridiculously big hands grips your jaw, tilting your face up to him. Those long, thick fingers dig into your skin with just enough pressure to make your pulse throb between your legs.
âBeen thinking about these all day,â you whimper against his lips, your eyes already glassy as you stare at the hand currently wrapped around your throat. Heeseung chuckles darkly, low and filthy, his breath hot on your cheek.
âYeah? My pretty girlâs such a slut for my hands.â His voice is velvet-rough, dripping with lust. The hand not around your neck slides down your body, shoving your skirt up to your waist in one rough motion. He doesnât bother with panties, he hooks two thick fingers into the soaked fabric and yanks them aside, exposing your dripping cunt to the cool air.
FOUL PLAY.
pairing: soccer player! è„żæć x fem! reader.
content: rich kids academy au, explicit mature content, cheating, dub-con recording of sex (reader didn't say yes but doesn't mind it), size kink, thigh riding, degrading, praising, unprotected sex, fingering, cunnunlingus, oral sex (m & f receiving), squirting.
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Everyone knows Nishimura Riki. If someone were to ask about him, they would reply with any of the following sentences:
"Riki? You mean the Nishimura Riki? Duh, who doesn't know him? I heard he's the youngest in the team and the coach personally scouted him."
"Ah, him? I don't like him. Why, you ask? Simple, 'cause he's a cocky guy and guys like him need to get knock down from their high horses once in a while. It's nothing personal, don't worry."
"Nishimura? Yeah, I don't know anything about soccer but what I do know is that he's fine as hell. I heard he's single too but he likes someone, so there goes my dream."

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âsooo⊠how do i look?â
your boyfriend was sitting on the edge of the bed, legs spread, wearing nothing but black sweatpants and a sleeveless white tee. his phone slipped from his hand the second he looked up. his eyes dragged slowly down your body, then back up.
âwhoa⊠hot stuff,â he breathed, a lazy grin spreading across his face. âyouâre looking way too good. câmere,âÂ
nobody new .đ„ Ę Ë
â⎠in which your boyfriend, lee heeseung, finds a different way to help you study ââ .⊠wc: 1.1k â requested êšïž
cw: orgasm denial, soft dom hee, smut mdni, fingering TW PSYCHOLOGY ASSIGNMENTS!!!!!!!!!!!!
youâre trying so so hard, but no matter how many times you reread the same paragraph, it never makes sense.
youâre on the couch with your knees drawn to your chest while you propped your laptop against your knees as you desperately try to review some article on the effects of sleep deprivation on memory retention for your psychology assignment due tomorrow. unfortunately, since you started.. you havenât made much progress.
infact, you were so immersed in the stupid paragraphs that you didnât notice the sound of the front door click. your boyfriend, heeseung, has just came home after a long day at work. he ruffles his hand through his hair before dropping his bag straight onto the floor, when he sees you.
âstill on that assignment?â
you scoff, âno iâm just reading an article on cognitive psychology for fun! thatâs all!â
he lets out a smile at your sarcastic response before settling on the couch, sitting right next to you. he covers your view of the laptop with his hair, reading over the same paragraphs you thought werenât even in english.
he points at that one paragraph, the one that just made absolutely no sense to you no matter how hard you tried. his tired eyes meet your soft ones, âIt says that a lack of sleep makes it harder for your brain to keep and recall information. so, even if you study, you'll probably forget it later.â
âwhat the hell? how did you do that?â you genuinely thought that whoever made this assignment and gave you that article was praying on your downfall when you read that paragraph, the one that your boyfriend just summarized in one sentence.
he quietly laughs at your widened eyes and gives you a kiss on your temple, âdonât worry baby, iâll help you finish thisâ so, for about ten minutes you both continue going through the article while he finally makes sense of the words that you thought were just modern-day curses designed to make you fail.
as he explains, you find yourself shifting onto his lap. feeling the familiar wrap of his arms instinctively wrap around you, heeseung looks down at you. âcomfortable?â
âyupâ you kiss his cheeks before settling the laptop back against your knees while his arms stay wrapped around your waist.
around thirty minutes pass by, and you are so so bored. at this point your brain has tuned out heeseungs explanations and you mindlessly nod at anything he says while you stare into the abyss. you keep on shifting your head until your mouth instinctively latches onto heeseungs neck, leaving soft open-mouthed kisses onto the side of his neck. he doesnât seem to mind as he lets you leave a few more.
your mouth reaches his adamâs apple, gently sucking on it till he finally lets out a groan. he looks down onto you meeting your gaze, âyou werenât listening to me right?â your heart couldnât help but beat faster after noticing how fast his tone changed speaking to you.
due to your half-hearted apologies, heeseung softly tells you to just listen and focus on what heâs saying. but of course, you donât. all the kisses youâve been planting on your boyfriends neck got you all worked up and the damp fabric in between your legs is getting increasingly uncomfortable.
heeseung tries to shift his hand from your waist to point at something on the screen of your laptop, when his finger accidentally brushes over the place you need him most. his hand freezes in the air, oops.
âyouâre wet? from kissing?â he canât help but let out a soft laugh. you nudge your shoulder into his chest in embarrassment. he then takes the laptop into his hands and sets it aside, pulling your legs down and feet of the couch. he spreads your legs by hooking them over his own.
âokay, tell me one thing you learntâ his hand slowly slides down your stomach and stops right at your covered clit.â
âheeseung-â
âif you want me to touch you, you have to answerâ his hand lightly rubs over your clothed cunt, but you need more.
âthe fuck? no..â the truth is, you didnât learn anything.
his hand moves away from you, âfine, then you donât get to cumâ
he closes your legs and reaches for the laptop, you grab his wrist before he can touch the laptop, âfine⊠iâll say anything just- just fucking touch meâ
you notice the smile appearing on his face as soon as you surrendered. he opens your legs once again and reaches back down. âokay, now tell me what you learnt, anything.â
âsleep- sleep deprivation affects memory becauseâŠâ
you are trying, trying so hard to just think of one thing you remember. âoh- it affects the brains ability.. to store information?â
âgood girlâ his hand finally slides inside of your panties, fingers rubbing with just the right pressure. âtell me moreâ he eases a finger into your entrance. you bite back a moan and try to remember more, you just canât, not when your brain is preoccupied with whateverâs happening between your legs.
âiâll help you a little, okay baby? listenâ he eases another finger into you, two fingers repeatedly hitting the spot that makes your eyes squeeze shut. âlack of sleep diminishes activity.. where?â heeseung increases the speed of his hand, his eyes glued to the absolute mess youâre making.
âfuck- i donât knowâ youâre so frustrated, you remember when he said the answer to this ten minutes ago, but you just canât remember the exact word he said because you were to busy devouring his neck.
he stills his fingers inside you, âyou do know, i told youâ
you canât even think straight, your legs already trembling from his fucking fingers. you look back at him, trying to flash your âinnocentâ lightly glossed eyes. âdonât cry baby, you can do it. think hardâ you turn your head away from him, eyes locking onto the laptop untouched on the side.
âhippocampus? right?â
he grabs your jaw and tilts his head around to reach your mouth, tongue pushing past your lips and savoring your mouth. his fingers finally start moving again, with more pressure and speed. he lets go of your mouth, âgood job babyâ
he fully focuses on his fingers thrusting in and out you, making sure to go in as deep as possible. right as you were on the edge, so close to reaching the high youâve been needing for an hour, he takes his fingers out of you abruptly.
his fingers reach his mouth, leaving you empty and aching as he licks clean the mess you made. youâre too confused and pleasured to even protest, all you can do is look at him with pleading eyes. âiâm not gonna let you cum from one answer, review the whole thing. okay baby?â you can feel his smile as he kisses you on your check before reaching for the laptop once again.
k/n: â wooh dat was alotttt my gcse n alevel psychology teacher would be Fuming at her icl