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Content: You invite Rafayel into bed to help you sleep but ya'll end up fucking. What'd you expect? (Fingering, handjob, blowjob, cunnilingus, eventual sex)
A/N: This took my the whole fucking day to make 😭 I didn't even get to log into L&DS today. I will right after I post this. 😝 Can you believe I got all these voice lines from the game? Anyway, pls enjoy as I do ts for free but if you fw it, give me a follow 🫶🏾 lemme know if you wanna be moots 😙😘 MWUAHH
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contains : explicit smut (18+), cunninglingus/oral, dry humping, fingering, jealous! kaji, muffled (panties), pet name usage, praise, size kink !! lots, squirting from putting it in, teasing
note : wrote for kiryu 2x bc a 2nd part for his was requested !! :> also alsoo . finally writing for keel, uryu, & kanji !! hooray ^ ^ <33
SHINGO NATORI.
“you’ll be fine,” natori soothes, gaze locked on the way your frame is trembling beneath him. if he were being honest, it only makes him a little more desperate and eager to finally have you as his, but he’s doing his best to push that thought down— doing everything in his power to stay gentle with you. “so don’t be so scared.”
his hands feel big when he runs them up and down your body, lips attaching themselves to your neck as you gasp in response. he’s everywhere in a second— groping your tits, feeling up your thighs, grabbing a fistful of your ass, then rubbing up and down your waist. his kisses are nothing but messy and possessive, suckling at your skin before he’s giving it a harsh bite, shakily exhaling before his tongue comes to lap at the fresh mark. “you don’t needa be shaking like that… ‘m not gonna hurt you, so just relax.”
“‘m a lil nervous, shin,” you mumble, grabbing a fistful of his hair as he hisses above you.
of course you’re nervous— he’s your first. but you’re lucky he’s so gentle with you. if it was anyone else, there’d be no prep in the first place. they’d be wet enough anyway, right? he’d just spread their thighs, drop a glob of spit on their folds and stuff his dick in them.
with you though, he’s actually touching you. paying attention to you. he’s running his hands over every inch of your body, littering your chest and neck in marks and claiming you as his. he hasn’t even gotten to the best part yet, but your thighs are already rubbing together, slippery from the juices that’ve started to drip down.
“and i’m saying not to be so fuckin’ nervous, princess,” he clicks his tongue, moving down until his mouth is hovering just over your drooling cunt. “gonna give you the best night of your life.”
“you want that, don’t you? now’s your last chance.”
the way your hands cover your tits as peer down at him with those innocent eyes has his cock throbbing in his pants. fuck, he wanted to ruin you. not yet— not until the words come out of your mouth-
“i w-want it,” you murmur, the tremble in your own voice making your eyes widen in surprise. “please, shin— need— ah!”
he’s burying his face in your cunt before you can even finish your sentence, lapping at you with fervor as you shriek. he’s so messy, tongue flattening out so he can taste more of you, running it up and down your folds and sucking at your clit— stuffing his tongue in your hole as you scream and yank at his hair.
besides a wince and a curse under his breath, he’s not slowing down in the slightest. his hands are tight around your thighs, keeping them wider and spreading you even further as he eats you out, lewd sounds completely drowned out by your moans as your eyes roll back in your skull.
“fuck, now that’s really making this difficult,” he groans into your cunt, two fingers prodding at your hole before pushing in, his hand squeezing around your thigh as a warning when you try to close them. “you’re making it real— reeaal difficult for me to play nice with the way you’re acting.”
KAJI REN.
“ah— ren,” you moan, fingers grasping onto his hair as he nips at your neck, teeth digging into the skin when he marks you up. “mine,” he’s practically growling against your neck, “you’re mine. don’t like when other guys,” he sucks a little harder and you gasp, “think otherwise.”
“ren,” you repeat, “listen!”
he’s hissing as soon as you pull on his hair, trail of spit connecting his mouth to your neck as he peers up at you through a harmless glare, “we can… go further.”
his eyes widen a bit. “h-huh?”
kaji’s confusion switches to a choked groan as soon as your hand comes to lightly cup his bulge, cock instantly twitching against your palm as his breathing picks up. he feels warm in your hand, thick and hard as your fingers wrap around him. “ren,” and your voice is suddenly sending a shudder down his spine, “please. today?”
it doesn’t take him any more convincing.
he’s quick to pin you beneath him, eyes widening at the sight when he sees just how pretty you look under him. your thighs are spread as you invite him inside, peering up at him through those pretty lashes of yours. he’s been wanting this exact thing with you for so long— so long that it doesn’t even feel real seeing you like this.
“s-shit,” he grits through a clenched jaw, but he’s gentle when he lines up his cock with your hole, “you have no idea what you’re doing to me.”
“‘m not doing anything,” you pout, “please hurry.”
“i know,” he snaps, eyes slamming shut as soon as he begins pushing inside, and the growl that comes out is borderline feral, his hands slamming on both sides of your face as he clenches his jaw.
tight— you were so fucking tight. how’s that even possible? it almost hurts….
“ren!” you’re reaching up to pull him into a tight hug, accidentally pulling him too close towards you, and he bottoms out in one swift motion, last few inches pushing inside at once and it has you shrieking, head tilting back as you cream all over him— and his eyes are widening, almost positive there’s a ringing in his head when he realizes you’ve just came from him bottoming out.
“ahh…. f-fuck,” the back of your hand comes to cover your eyes, chest heaving up and down as you shiver, and he feels your walls violently fluttering around his length. he thinks he might be clenching his jaw so hard that his teeth could shatter, muscles of his arms bulging from the way he’s squeezing your sheets. “r-ren,” you slur, “why’re you’re all quiet….?”
“s-shut up,” he grits through a shaky exhale, and you barely catch the way his abs are flexing with each breath, “‘m about to cum from that.”
“let.. let me stay still for a bit.”
KANJI NAKAMURA.
“i’ve got you,” kanji coos from above you, big hands spreading your thighs open as he rests his head on your shoulder, “feeling alright, princess?”
“m-mhm,” you stutter, leaning back against him when he trails a finger up and down your folds, swearing under his breath at the amount of slick he’s picking up. “you’re soaked. i’ve told you before..”
“when you’re needy,” he pushes a finger in, slowing down when you loudly gasp, “you come to me. okay?”
“‘m sorry,” you mumble, “i felt too— ah!” his finger pushes all the way inside, thickness curling up into your walls as you clench your thighs shut. “that feels good— feels really good..”
“yeah?” he almost chuckles, arm wrapping around your waist to keep you from squirming as he buries a second finger inside, wet and messy noises making your cheeks burn with embarrassment. “you know i can make you feel even better, princess.”
“i don’t know…..” you trail off, “it’s big. i don’t know if, aahhh…. if it’ll fit.”
“we haven’t tried, so we can’t find out, can we?” he coos into your ear, and you feel him press up into the swell of your ass. “would you like to try today?”
you hum in thought, face contorting when he’s fucking you a little faster with his fingers, thighs shaking as you feel the familiar knot building in your stomach. “f-fuck,” you moan, brows furrowing as your high starts approaching a little too fast for own comfort, “y-yeah. we can try! but ‘m scared— i’ll break.”
“oh, princess,” he laughs, fingers pulling out as you sputter a weak protest at the emptiness, orgasm already beginning to fade away seconds later, “you’re not breaking on my watch.” he slaps your cunt lightly, smiling a bit when you flinch.
there’s a shuffling behind you before he’s pressing up behind you, lifting you up and turning you around to set you down onto his lap, cock prodding at your drooling cunt. “you’ve always been such a good girl,” he coos, hands holding your waist to drag your cunt up and down his length, coating it in a thick layer of your slick, “always so good for me. think you’re ready?”
the way you grasp onto his shoulders with a little nod is adorable. “‘m ready,” you squeak, “…i think.”
but nothing could have prepared you for this.
the initial stretch of his dick has your mouth falling open in a silent scream, nails digging deep into the muscles of his shoulders as you cling onto him. “k-kanji….”
“now, now,” his voice comes out a little unsteady, hands digging into your ass to keep you still for him, “don’t squirm so much— squeezing me like crazy. stay still, princess.”
he’s big, your walls forced to accomodate his thickness as he sinks you down inch by inch, feeling impossibly full at the intrusion. you’ve never taken anything so big — or so thick before. he’s rough with the last inch, pushing you down in one swift movement and it has you shrieking when his tip kisses your cervix, thighs trembling wildly in his lap— and you feel your slick drip out down his length and onto your sheets below you.
“k-kanji,” your words come out slurred from the fullnsss, “move…?”
“oh? feeling good already?” he chuckles, “but don’t drift away just yet, princess. eyes on me.”
URYU SAKAKI.
“i know,” you huff from where you’re sitting on uryu’s lap, his cock nestled deep inside as you cockwarm him— or try to, at least. he’s got his elbows propped up on the mattress, dark eyes looking up into yours with that all too knowing look that makes your cheeks burn. “i know… that seiryu’s in the other room. but he won’t hear this time.”
his brows furrow at the blatant lie.
“please, uryu,” you plead anyways, trying to move your hips, but he’s insistent on keeping you still and seated on him when he tightens his grip around your waist, “i’ll be quiet— i promise.”
he gives you another look, one that you easily recognize as the “that’s what you said last time” expression, and the heat rushes back to your cheeks in an instant. it was only a couple days ago when he had you sprawled over his lap, fingers knuckle deep inside you as he fucked you on his fingers, and that ended with seiryu hearing every word of it— which eventually led to tsubaki and the others hearing about it.
and in the end, there wasn’t a single person who didn’t know what he was doing to you that night.
“listen,” you stammer, hands balancing yourself on his chest as you continue, “i will this time. i will. please? we’re so close— i can’t just sit on it, uryu. please…?”
you almost miss the light sigh from him before he’s finally agreeing and lifting you, flipping you onto your stomach and moving to hover just above your ass, big hands roughly grabbing at them as you yelp. “oh. a-actually?” you gasp, a little too loudly— and he shoots a warning look your way.
“sorry, sorry,” your voice is a low whisper, but he thinks it’s still… a little too risky. uryu’s reaching over you the next second, roughly stuffing what you recognize as your own panties into your mouth, and he’s burying his length in you the same second, a low grunt escaping his lips when he hears you loudly yelp into the fabric.
still too fucking loud, he thinks— gonna have to stuff your mouth with his fingers instead. and maybe… just maybe, if that doesn’t work either…. he could resort to having seiryu help keep your mouth busy.
CHOJI TOMIYAMA.
“right now?” choji’s voice comes out breathless, hands latched on your hips as he presses you flush against his aching cock, desperately humping and rubbing against you, “right now, right? you want it?”
you’re eagerly nodding, rising higher onto your toes with how roughly he’s pushing against you, “are you sure?” he groans, “agh— it hurts— need you so bad. you’re positive? i can… i can. right?”
he’s never felt this needy before— never wanted to bend you over a table and bury his dick inside you this badly before. he’s practically hissing the second you accidentally grind back against him, his senses heightened and he swears he feels dizzy touching you.
choji barely registers the sound of your voice when you’re repeating a “yes! hurry— we don’t have much time” before he’s sheathing himself inside you in one rough movement, your eyes rolling back in your skull at the fullness.
“c-choji!”
“w-what?” he growls, pulling you back halfway to meet his thrusts as he sets a rough pace against you, “you said you need it, right? oh— feels so good. ahh.. can’t stop. i won’t be able to hold back.”
“you don’t need,” you loudly gasp, hands scrambling onto the table to hold yourself steady, “don’t need to hold back!”
that’s all it takes for him to let go.
he’s burying his entire length inside before pulling out— all the way until just the tip is inside, and he’s slamming back inside the next second, force knocking the wind out of you with each thrust. they’re not steady in the slightest— wild and primal as he fucks you with pure strength, your slick spilling out onto the floor each time time he bottoms out inside you.
“good,” he groans, “feels so good—”
you’re squealing underneath him, struggling to hold onto the table and keep yourself grounded. “‘m not gonna hold back,” he grunts through clenched teeth, “gonna prove to everyone that you’re mine,” he’s latching onto your neck, teeth sinking into the skin the second he bottoms out again, and you scream— gushing all over him as the knot in your belly abruptly snaps.
“h-hah,” he’s hissing, fingers digging into your hips as he gives you a particular hard thrust, choking on his own voice when he almost cums on the spot. “fuck,” he sounds drunk with how good he feels inside you, “too good. this is too good,” he licks at your neck, “i think i’m going crazy.”
TSUBAKINO TASUKU.
“feeling good, huh?” tsubaki soothes, “i can tell. you always make the cutest faces for me.”
you’re pressing your nose further into your pillow, shyly peering over it to watch the way tsubaki’s fingers move in and out of your cunt, free hand keeping you open for him as he curls them inside you. he’s able to reach everywhere— in places you were never able to touch yourself, curling against unfamiliar spots and it all just feels too good.
“tsubaki,” you mumble, “it’s embarrassing..”
“there’s nothing to be shy about, sweet thing,” he giggles when you tighten your embrace around the pillow, “you’re really too cute. why don’t we go a little further today?”
“further?”
“mm.. further,” tsubaki repeats, smiling at the way your head is tilted to the side in confusion, only for it to fall back with a gasp as he starts to pull out his fingers, your walls clenching around them in protest.
“let me have a taste,” he dips down, breath fanning your cunt, and your breath hitches in your throat. “w-wait— i’ve never,” your voice trails off into a mumble, “never done this before, so..”
“oh, you,” he places a kiss on the inside of your thigh, smiling when your thighs are instinctively moving to clench around his head, “i don’t mind. i can never get enough of you.”
“then…” you stammer, eyes slamming shut when he continues to pepper kisses up your thigh, up until he’s hovering just over your clit— and he’s planting a kiss right above it. “so?” he coos between quick kisses, “what is it? will you let me have a taste? it’s your word.”
he almost missed it— the whispered “y-yes please” that comes out muffled from the way you’ve buried your face into your pillow, and if he wasn’t always so observant of your every reaction, he definitely would have.
“okay then,” he giggles, “here i go.”
UMEMIYA HAJIME.
you don’t know how umemiya giving you a gentle back massage led to this. it had started off with you laying on top of him, his fingers lightly pressing into the tight muscles of your back— which might have led to your little moans going straight into his ear.
he had a feeling that you could feel his dick hardening against you, especially with the way you kept squirming, but he was just laughing it off— the only sign of it affecting him in the slightest being the way he dragged his fingers up and down your back a little slower.
it was around the the third time you had accidentally shifted and rubbed your hips against his cock when he finally stiffened under you, chuckling a breathy “sorry— that’s a pretty sensitive spot you keep squirming against, baby.”
which led to your current situation, his cock springing out and slapping against his stomach as he hisses under his breath. he’s got you nestled between his legs, head only inches away as you stare at his size.
big. you already knew he was— but actually seeing it was different.
“ah, how embarrassing— no more staring. c’mere, baby,” he coaxes, big hands easily scooping you onto his lap, and your face burns as soon as he sets you down on his length, gently dragging you up and down against him. it’s almost shameful just how loud your cunt is, slick practically dripping straight onto his cock from how wet you were.
your face is contorting as soon as the ridges of his cock start to rub against your clit, lewd sounds of your slick now getting drowned out by the pretty moans he’s pulling from you. he feels good like that, and he spreads his legs further— letting you grind all over him, swirling your pussy over his dick and using him to make yourself feel good. “haji,” you whine, hiding your face in his shoulder.
“you’re a real needy thing today, aren’t you?” he chuckles, “i felt you trembling earlier when i gave you a massage.”
the way you hide deeper into his chest at the implication is cute. “aww baby,” a thumb hooks under your chin, tilting you up to look him in the eyes, “there’s no need to be embarrassed. let me see you.”
“look at me when you ride me, okay?”
you’re slow to give him a hum in response, almost dizzy from the butterflies fluttering wildly in your stomach as you try your best to obey, rising onto your knees to hover just over his cock, your small fingers wrapping around him to line his tip up with your hole. “nuh uh” he tsks, “eyes up here. remember?”
he’s grabbing at your cheeks again, leaning down to press his forehead lightly against yours when you sink down onto his length. he’s looking at you— gauging your reactions, and he knows you can’t hide the way your face starts to contort at the fullness, struggling to keep eye contact instead of letting them roll back into your skull.
“mhm, juuust like that,” he coos, exhaling shakily when you squeeze around him, “that’s what i like to see.”
you’re finally bottoming out with a loud gasp, shaky fingers digging tightly into his shoulders as your eyes flutter shut, and he grunts loudly. you’re tight. impossibly tight. he can feel the way your walls are stretching to let him in— can feel them fluttering and clenching around him.
“hold tight, baby,” he gives you an experimental thrust, and the moan that rips out of you has him inhaling sharply. “gonna— gonna move.”
KIRYU MITSUKI. note: his pt 1 is pasted here, & i continued it!! so u already read it then just scroll down a little bit hehe
“my pretty girl,” kiryu smiles when you perk up at the nickname, “are you nervous?”
his voice is a soft whisper against the shell of your ear, hands steady on your hips as he guides you back and forth across his cock, your slick coating him in thick and messy layers. “just a little bit..” you mumble, face buried deep into the crook of his neck.
you’re so wet. you were never this wet when you touched yourself, and truth be told, you didn’t know it was possible to be this soaked. the sounds of your pants and kiryu’s deep sighs are drowned out by the lewd noises your cunt is making when you’re humping so desperately against him, face contorting each time your clit grinds against his tip.
he hasn’t even gone inside you. not his fingers, not his cock. nothing— and you’re aching so badly for it.
“ah!” you gasp when his cock suddenly twitches against you, slapping against your clit before he’s pulling you right back down, moving you back and forth with a little more urgency this time.
“ah, sorry,” kiryu’s chuckle comes out strained, his jaw clenched tightly. “it’s a little hard to control myself, i guess. you just feel so good, love. can’t help it..”
a part of you is thankful that his lights are off. the faint glow of kiryu's gaming leds are just barely enough to illuminate the two of you, and it gives you the courage you need to sneak glances downwards, eyes catching the way the muscles of his arms flex as he guides your hips back and forth.
it’s only when your gaze shifts further downwards that you notice it. the subtle flex of his abs, and just below, his hips. completely soaked in your slick. were you really that wet? your thighs are also trembling more wildly now, and you’re unsure if it’s because you’ve been hovering over him for so long or if it’s because he feels so good against you.
another part of you thinks it’s because of nerves— his voice sending a shiver straight down your spine each time he whispers something so lewd into your ears.
“i-it’s okay,” you stutter, fingers digging into the muscle of his shoulders. “want more, please.”
“hmmm?” his hum comes out amused, “more? can you handle more?”
he chuckles a bit when you nod without even a small trace of hesitation. “but you’re shaking so much.”
kiryu’s certain he’s fallen in love with you all over again. his gaze softens at the sight of you, watching with a smile as your shaky hands move to shyly line his cock up with your hole, thighs trembling even harder trying to keep balance without his help. it’s only a few seconds later when you’re letting out a distracted whine, pleading eyes coming to lock with his. “‘suki..”
“i know. leave everything to me, angel,” he says with a soft smile, grunting when he adjusts his position on his mattress, hands coming to steady your hips.
“let me know if it's too much, okay?”
it’s a big stretch. the initial push has you wincing right away, kiryu whispering sweet praises into your ear as he sinks you further down on his length. “oooh, look at you go, princess,” he muses, “you’re almost there already. i’m so impressed.”
the praise makes your heart pound, wildly thumping against your chest as you try and do your best, let your walls stretch out and take him when he sinks you down on the last few inches. he’s easily filling you up, soft hands hugging you close against him as he sighs straight into your ear. “w-wow, you’re warm, aren’t you? might just have to keep you here all night.”
“suki,” you mumble, nudging your nose against his neck as you pepper kisses on the skin, “don’t want that. i wanna move…”
“oh?” he’s tilting his head a bit, hair tickling your cheek as you whine, “you’re so bold today.”
“but okay, if you say so. here we go,” he smiles, hand gripping your ass a little tighter as he guides you up and down. “you want it like this?” he slams you back down on his length, loud squelch echoing through your walls as you shriek, “oh my. too hard?”
“n-no!” you protest, hands steadying yourself on his chest as you start to move up and down. “i can handle .. can handle it.”
he’s chuckling a bit, the faint breathlessness in his voice barely noticeable when he’s moving to start bouncing you up and down his cock, his lips coming to latch onto your tits, sucking hard at your bud.
“mmph!” you cry out at the roughness— and the two of you are suddenly losing your balance, kiryu’s eyes widening as soon as his back hits the mattress, mouth still in your tit as you fall on top of him, hands slamming beside him as you gasp.
he takes the new opportunity to wrap his arms around your waist, still sucking with a sharp inhale as you holds you close, leveraging his feet against the bed to fuck his dick up until you, and you shriek. “f-fuck! ‘suki— aahhh—” you gasp, tongue lolling out as your face contorts, but he’s not letting you move an inch, lips tugging into a little grin at the sounds you’re making.
there’s a loud pop when he’s releasing your nipple, tongue lewdly swiping at it. “i didn’t know,” he says through a pant, “that you were such a lewd girl.”
“so you like it like this?” he slams into you particularly hard, and your eyes roll back in your skull, hands tangling themselves in his hair to roughly pull as he winces. “so you do. i can tell— you’re so easy to read, princess..”
WIND BREAKER + SOFT SEX. ft. togame jo, kiryuu mitsuki, hayato suo, & sakura haruka x f!reader
filled request #1 : “I am totally spreading the nervous/tsundere! reader x suo & ume agenda! Can I request a soft nsfw thing with them and anybody else you wish if you don’t mind?”
filled request #2 : “Hey! I hope you're doing great. If you're taking requests, can you do windbreaker boys! First time with their gf? Thanks!”
mdni. contains : explicit smut (18+), dry humping, praise, very mild teasing, overstim, you cum from just putting it in, size kink? / big dick!togame, fingering, squirting, pet names. 2.2K wc. note: ume’s part coming soon! (as a full fic bc i luv him sm)
TOGAME JO.
“gotta relax,” togame coos from just above you, leaning down onto his forearms to press hot kisses against the side of your neck, “and lemme in, yeah?”
you take in a sharp breath, embrace tightening around your boyfriend’s neck as he sinks himself deeper inside, inch by inch. your thighs are trembling atop his shoulders as you try your hardest to just relax and let him in like he said, ignoring how your cunt feels so impossibly full— and oh- he’s only halfway in.
you always knew togame was a big person, and that it implied he would be big there…but actually trying to take him was a completely different story. you think he might actually be splitting you in half.
“j-jo,” your eyes clench shut as you whimper. “big…”
“shhh, shh, shh,” he coos softly against your sensitive skin before he’s messily kissing and licking at your neck in an attempt to distract you from the agonizing stretch. “i know. ‘s okay, doll. doing so good for me.”
“so big…” you repeat, voice sounding just as cute as always to him, so sweet and syrupy and innocent— even when you’re practically being folded underneath him like this. his cock suddenly reaches a particularly sensitive spot inside you, and you cry out, walls instinctively clenching tightly around his length.
and you think the growl that rips out of togame is borderline carnal. “oh, fuck,” he grits through clenched teeth, “careful. don’t do tha— don’t squeeze me in like that.”
“s-sorry,” you pant, arms wrapped around him tightly. you think you might be feeling dizzy, or maybe just sensitive— it feels weird. electrifying. you can feel everything so vividly right now, and maybe it’s because you’ve never taken anything this big inside, but the way your core has balled up into such a tight and intense knot is different than usual.
“jo…..wai—”
“shit, doll,” he’s snarling from above you, “not letting me in.. just a little more, ‘kay?”
the knot seems to tighten up impossibly more when he pushes a bit forward, and your eyes widen, the realization suddenly hitting you like a truck. “wait!”
your words come out a second too late, and he’s already pushing the last few inches inside all at once. he presses up against the spot that makes you gasp, vision clouded with white as the knot in your core abruptly snaps, head falling back as you scream.
“whoa— whoa, you’re…? ” togame stiffens up, eyes blown wide when your walls violently clench around him before you’re suddenly gushing, juices coating his cock and thighs in a messy layer of slick.
you’re gasping under him, chest heaving up and down as you come down from your high, and a part of him wishes he could have gone back in time and recorded that. he would’ve caught the way your face contorted at the fullness and catch how you’re looking now— eyes half lidded as you pant and tremble.
it would’ve been such a treat to save a video like that.
he’s suddenly aching, and he thinks that just sitting inside you like this wasn’t gonna be enough for him now. togame’s looming back over you in an instant, labored breaths just above you as you peer up at him through teary eyes. “i didn’t mean to,” you start babbling, “was just too much. came so fast- i-”
“haven’t even moved yet, doll,” he lulls, the amusement in his eyes obvious from the way he’s watching your lips press into a nervous line. “too early for you to be squirting on me, don’t you think?”
the burn on your cheeks worsens, and you think you could die of embarrassment— but the excited flutter of your walls is practically shameless, and it doesn’t go unnoticed by him. “feeling good on my dick?”
“..good enough for another one?”
your eyes widen, and he’s pulling out slowly until just the tip is inside before he slams back, and the noise you choke out has his cock just twitching in anticipation.
“let me join you this time, yeah?”
KIRYUU MITSUKI.
“my pretty girl,” kiryuu smiles when you perk up at the nickname, “are you nervous?”
his voice is a soft whisper against the shell of your ear, hands steady on your hips as he guides you back and forth across his cock, your slick coating him in thick and messy layers. “just a little bit..” you mumble, face buried deep into the crook of his neck.
you’re so wet. you were never this wet when you touched yourself, and truth be told, you didn’t know it was possible to be this soaked. the sounds of your pants and kiryuu’s deep sighs are drowned out by the lewd noises your cunt is making when you’re humping so desperately against him, face contorting each time your clit grinds against his tip.
he hasn’t even gone inside you. not his fingers, not his cock. nothing— and you’re aching so badly for it.
“ah!” you gasp when his cock suddenly twitches against you, slapping against your clit before he’s pulling you right back down, moving you back and forth with a little more urgency this time.
“ah, sorry,” kiryuu’s chuckle comes out strained, his jaw clenched tightly. “it’s a little hard to control myself, i guess. you just feel so good, love. can’t help it..”
a part of you is thankful that his lights are off. the faint glow of kiryuu's gaming leds are just barely enough to illuminate the two of you, and it gives you the courage you need to sneak glances downwards, eyes catching the way the muscles of his arms flex as he guides your hips back and forth.
it’s only when your gaze shifts further downwards that you notice it. the subtle flex of his abs, and just below, his hips. completely soaked in your slick. were you really that wet? your thighs are also trembling more wildly now, and you’re unsure if it’s because you’ve been hovering over him for so long or if it’s because he feels so good against you.
another part of you thinks it’s because of nerves— his voice sending a shiver straight down your spine each time he whispers something so lewd into your ears.
“i-it’s okay,” you stutter, fingers digging into the muscle of his shoulders. “want more, kiryuu.”
“hmmm?” his hum comes out amused, “more? can you handle more?”
he chuckles a bit when you nod without even a small trace of hesitation. “but you’re shaking so much.”
kiryuu is certain he’s fallen in love with you all over again. his gaze softens at the sight of you, watching with a smile as your shaky hands move to shyly line his cock up with your hole, thighs trembling even harder trying to keep balance without his help. it’s only a few seconds later when you’re letting out a distracted whine, pleading eyes coming to lock with his. “kiryuu..”
“i know. leave everything to me, angel,” he says with a soft smile, grunting when he adjusts his position on his mattress, hands coming to steady your hips.
“let me know if it's too much, okay?”
HAYATO SUO.
“mmm,” suo lets out a slow hum from beside you, chin rested gently atop your shoulder and his eyes fixated on the way his fingers are moving in and out of your dripping cunt. “i don’t think you’re quiet ready yet.”
your eyebrows furrow— not ready? this had to be the third, or maybe even the fourth. you’ve lost count of the exact number of orgasms he’s pulled from you tonight with just his fingers, but you’re certain it was more than enough to prep you.
“no….” your protest comes out strained, voice weak and weary, but your cunt seems to be the opposite— still greedy, still eagerly swallowing his fingers whole and sucking him right back inside each time he’s trying to pull them back. you’re gushing with every curl of his fingers, slick lewdly dripping onto your mattress to form a puddle right beneath the two of you.
“please….need you— need you so bad,” you babble, unsure if your words are coming out coherent with how hot your head feels, “please, please, please.”
his lips tug into a gentle smile, eyes softening at your current state. “..and what is it that you need?”
he’s feigning innocence, but he swears he’s not being mean to you. he would never, not when you’re asking him so sweetly, crystalline tears collecting along your lashes from the overstimulation— but he knows the extent of your greed. fingers aren’t enough for you.
“y-you. need you.”
the soft chuckle that leaves his lips has your cheeks filling with heat, but you don’t get to wallow in embarrassment— not when you’re gasping loudly as soon as he’s pressing against your ass, heavy cock rubbing against you. he feels so big against you, and you think your senses have been heightened from how clearly you can feel each and every vein on his cock drag along your skin.
“this?” he asks. “you can have it. i’m yours, after all.”
you’re quick to shake your head, looking almost too innocent for someone who’s making such a mess on your sheets just for some dick— and he hasn’t even stuffed you full yet.
“no— not like that. need it inside..” you whisper, voice trailing off into a needy and frustrated whine.
“oh? you meant inside?”
you ignore the way your cheeks burn at the suggestion, head nodding desperately. he’s humming when his hands come to delicately circle at your clit, cock slick with your juices when he finally prods at your hole. it’s slow and steady when he pushes inside, forcing himself deeper and deeper as your eyes widen, strained moan ripping from your throat at the stretch.
“you should have specified, love,” he coos, but his voice comes out a little breathless from the way you’re squeezing him. it takes everything in him to go slow for you— inch inside until his cock is finally nestling against your cervix, and oh- you’ve never felt so stuffed.
“you okay?” suo exhales shakily, hands subconsciously tightening their grip around your hips.
you’re barely able to choke out a “w-wait,” tired eyes narrowing and blinking to rid of the dizzying stars dotting your vision. “‘m not sure.”
suo’s lips are back on your neck the next second, planting a wet trail of kisses up the skin as you shiver beneath his hold. “you can handle me, pretty girl. i know you can. i’m already inside, aren’t i?”
your walls flutter eagerly against him at the sound of his voice just beside your ear, and you nod, mumbling something about how you wanna try, and that he feels so good— you just aren’t sure you can take it.
“sure you can. and you know exactly what to say if it’s too much, don’t you? my sweet girl.”
SAKURA HARUKA.
sakura’s hands roughly slam beside your head, face contorting to a grimace as he inches inside, your walls sucking him up with desperation. his face is red with heat, jaw clenched so hard that he thinks he can hear the way his teeth are grinding against each other— but you just feel so good. he’s drunk on the feeling, and he hasn’t even gone all the way in yet.
“ah—!” you gasp when his hips stutter against you, the rest of his length slamming inside as he chokes out a strained groan.
he never would have guessed that he’d be buried in your cunt by the end of today. it started off as a sweet movie date, with you cuddled against his side as you shared snacks. he doesn’t quite remember how that led to such a heated make out session, or how the two of you starting marking each other up— lips attached to the other’s neck, or even how that led to desperately grinding against each other … and now he’s sinking his cock into you.
“s-shit, sorry,” he sputters, hands balling into fists as he forces himself to keep still. his cock twitches once, twice, so eager and desperate for more of you— but he holds himself back. because he would never ever dream of hurting you.
“did that hurt..?”
you shake your head.
“need you, sakura,” you whine, and your arms reach to wrap around his neck, pulling him flush against you— but you accidentally pull him deeper inside, both pairs of eyes widening when his cock roughly shoves against the deepest spot inside you.
“fuck—” his voice is just above a growl, “don’t fucking do that.”
“but i want all of y-you,” your voice is so sweet, so soft, and it’s a challenge for him for hold back the knot threatening to snap in his core. you feel so damn good, so fucking good— he just can’t handle it.
“no,” he protests, lips parted in heavy pants, “don’t know if i can hold myself back if you act like that.”
You’re in the lonesome bathroom of the party correcting your makeup when Rin suddenly makes his way through the door. He hastily closes it behind him. How it wasn’t locked? You have no idea.
You expected his arrival, just not as grand as this. It wasn’t new. It wasn’t new to always call and find each other as if seeking refuge. The mirror reflects his hands trudging up his face to brush through his hair, meanwhile the mascara wand waved idly in your hand when you quipped, “Who ya running from?”
A course “Nobody” was all you received. You thought he’d just come in and sit on the toilet seat to talk or waste time with you.
Finding a stopping point, you turned to him and your fresh eyes trailed his body leaning on the door. He looked paler than usual, dark hair falling over his weaker, heavily red-tinted face. The mascara clicked into the bottle and tightened as you twisted.
“Rin are…are you okay?”
He sighed and one hand fell to the doorknob while the other fell to his pocket.
“…If I’m being completely honest, no. Come here please,” he huffed out. He was breathless like he rushed up here to you. You guess it was a random call from him that you put on speaker over the trap music, however, you didn’t ask why he needed to see you so instantaneously.
You took slow, incredulous footsteps forward to his chest in the already tight space. Clearly you weren’t fast enough because he cupped your face—both hands—and tugged you close.
“Look at me,” he ordered. Your eyes focused on each of his earnestly. “You know I love you right?”
“Yes.” A distrusting countenance slowly morphed onto your face, matching your previous steps.
“You know you look so fucking good, right?”
“…Rin where is this-“
“-I think my drink was spiked. My drink was spiked with something and I’m saying I’m sorry now because I am just one fucking word away from bending you over this counter. It needs to be yours.”
Your cheeks flushed red as you examined his face again, confirming he did look a little sick. Except not the coughing sick; the lightheaded, desperate need that can make you delusional sick. You were terrified to look down.
“But won’t that stuff still be in your system? you need to throw it up or something before-“
“I can’t be sure but it doesn’t feel out of the ordinary, like a viagra or something. I’ll do whatever you want after. Just need to be inside of you in the next ten seconds before I pass out.”
He was rambling in a pitch slightly higher than usual, desperation seeping off his words. His chest motioned up and down with each difficult breath he took gazing into your eyes, upturned brows not-very-patiently awaiting your response. Hey, it was a party after all.
You kept your eyes trained but turned to give yourself up to him.
The slim eyes lit up. A single palm forced you down by the middle of your upper back, effectively bending you over. He did it so swiftly you could’ve taken it as routine.
Hands situated and caressed your waist in admiration, hips following suit as you pressed them back into him. His fingertips dug holes through the sequin covered fabric and into your skin, the obvious print rubbed right between your legs with the dress flipped up, and the friction was sending him away.
Oh god he needed it so bad, all his hormones at peak and the first thing on his mind being you. He knew he needed to stretch you out and he knew how especially good that pretty pussy would taste spread for him on the counter, but his dick was quite literally throbbing.
He may have realized it a little late considering he had a high sex-drive anyway, but this was something completely different. He was so hard it hurt. So when he called you, shoving through people as you gave him your location in the house, he was already overheating from swarming throngs of people and the alcohol swimming through his blood.
So when your slit rolled perfectly over him he had to undo his pants immediately.
“I can leave it to you to wear no panties to a party.”
“Gotta give ‘em a show,” you giggle.
With the clank of his belt and its drop to the floor, he taunted, “Only one of us is taking the show home.”
Suna was already a pretty impatient person, so when a finger dipped into you slow and welcoming he had to add another. A squelch sound came from the way he pumped into you as if you were already ready to take him.
Gotta head out - be back later to edit... or not. Enjoy!
Warning: smut
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Aside from volleyball, Rintarou was naturally gifted with the camera.
He has taken some of the most wonderful and breathtaking photos of Y/n that looks like it came from professional photographers.
And he has some of the most embarrassing shots that he keeps to himself.
He was a very active Instagramer – posting quite frequently for his million followers but he keeps his relationship out of public eyes.
When Rintarou creates a TikTok, his number of followers grew by the day.
He would have videos ranging from his volleyball training or games to his lunches that Y/n packs for him to him making his coffee.
Each time he makes a video, Y/n gets a notification and she entertains herself with them.
“My baby made me some Korean food today,” he sniffs his bento, groaning. “I told her I’ve been craving some Korean food and… she loves me so much.” He stuffs his mouth with a Kimbap. “You guys ask if she makes me lunch every day – yes. Does she not work at all or… is she a stay-at-home partner?” He shoves another Kimbap into his mouth. “She’s definitely an independent woman who earns her own money and won’t allow me to support her like the best boyfriend I am…” he narrows his eyes directly at the camera, “she always watches my videos so – please tell her that it she needs to let me treat her like a queen.”
Y/n burst out laughing and clicks on the comments.
Suna’s girlfriend, please allow Rintarou to treat you like a queen!
Can we get a glimpse of her?
She so lucky!
You’re so lucky, your food looks so good!
Y/n narrows her eyes at the first comment.
You’re so hot Rin, please fuck me!
Y/n clicks on the person’s profile, and it was of a young woman.
Curiosity got Y/n going through Rin’s other videos to view the comments. She began to see the same account commenting on every one of Rin’s videos saying something inappropriate.
.
Rin checked his phone as he slipped his shirt on.
Still no message from Y/n.
Though it wasn’t unusual, it felt odd that she didn’t text him nor reacted to his video.
She always comment or reacted to his video.
Did she not see it?
But it clearly said Read 2:35PM underneath the message.
Without wasting another second, he headed towards their apartment.
He drummed his fingers on his steering wheel waiting at a stop light.
He hated this feeling, feeling as if something is wrong between them.
Though they didn’t fight often, he tried to avoid it as much as possible though he knows in every relationship it is normal to argue and have disagreements.
In their four-year relationship they only gotten in an argument a handful of times.
Though they would need some time to cool off, they would come together to talk about it and discuss how they could both change to be better for one another.
And have hot make up sex.
Rintarou jams the button to his floor in the elevator impatiently. Of all days, it seemed like the elevator door was being an asshole and taking it’s merry time to get him up to his floor.
“Y/n!” He shouts once he enters his apartment.
“Yes?” her sweet voice calls from the kitchen.
She doesn’t sound upset or mad, he thought. He quickly toes off his shoes and drops his gym bag in the living room to head to the kitchen. His heart relaxes a bit finding her in the kitchen preparing dinner.
But he still a little nervous and wasn’t fully convinced she wasn’t upset or something.
He goes to wrap his arms around her waist, kissing her cheek and resting his chin on her shoulder. “How was your day?”
“Good,” she answered, “you?”
“Tired,” he answered as usual, “but a little… nervous.”
She finished whatever she was doing before washing her hands, the both of them doing a funny dance towards the sink because once Rin clings on to Y/n, it is no use of trying to get him off.
“Go wash your hands and sit down, let’s eat.” She feels the sigh before he lets her go and she watched over her shoulder as he pouts towards the sink to wash his hands and takes a seat in his usual spot.
Y/n leans against the counter watching him zone out sitting there. Rintarou may be hard to read on court but Y/n could read him just about any time.
Something was bothering him, and he is like a toddler, expressive emotionally and verbally.
He doesn’t realize Y/n has yet to set the table, “why are you nervous?”
He looks up at her with a lost expression. “You didn’t react to my video?”
Y/n raised a brow at him, refraining from laughing, “what?”
“You didn’t react to my video today… did you not watch it? Did I say too much in the video about you?”
Y/n frowned before realizing she did not react to his video today as she normally did. “Oh Rin,” she giggle and goes over to him to swing her leg over to straddle his lap. She cups his face and kisses the pout away. “I watched it and must have forgotten to respond to you… I did read the comments and got carried away with one of your fans… she’s quite… vulgar with you.” She narrowed her eyes at him, “I don’t like it.”
Something flashes in his eyes and Y/n rolls her eyes knowing what is about to come.
“Are you… jealous?”
There it is.
“No, I’m not. I don’t need to be jealous when I already have you.”
Rin kisses your throat and nips the skin there. “You’re right, I’m yours, all yours, just as you’re mine, right?”
“Hmm,” Y/n runs her fingers through his hair before gripping a fist full of his hair and tilting his head back. “All mine.”
His eyes widen for a split second before they squeeze shut when Y/n trails her tongue along his jaw and down his neck. She was not one to mark him in obvious areas but tonight, she showed no mercy to his neck.
“Y/n…” Rin groans ten minutes later. His hands grip her hips, desperately guiding her to rock herself over his lap. “’nough…”
She pulls back and admire her work, now she knows how Rin feels. She leans to peck his lips and lifts herself up, “alright lets eat!”
“What!” His grip on her hips tighten, “no way, you can’t leave me like that.” He looks down at his crotch, the outlining of his thick cock is visible against his joggers.
“But… our food will get cold?”
Rintarou lets out a chuckle, “no way baby, food can wait… not me.”
Y/n squeal when he pushes her onto the table and grabs the end of her yoga pants and tugs it off in one go. He pulls her panties aside and pulls cock out enough to slowly thrust into her pussy.
“Ah… Rin,” she moans, gripping the edge of the table. “Fuck… yes…”
His thrusts are slow and deep. “You had me worrying for no reason…” he leans over and grips her jaw to kiss her deeply, “I’ll show them – “ he speeds up his thrusts, “I’ll show them I’m yours… only yours…”
All the rubbing and rocking over him already stimulated her and Y/n was close until Rin pulled out of her. “Rin?”
He maneuvers her onto her front side and smacks her ass before getting down one knee. He pulls her panties off and smothers his face into her core, slurping, sucking and biting.
“Rin!”
He squeezes her cheeks hard, taking a bite on each side before standing back up, “need to mark you as mine too…” he guides his cock back home and thrusts fast and hard.
Their kitchen echoes with the sound of skin slapping skin and the kitchen table squeaking.
“I’m so… I’m so close baby…” Rin groans, and seconds later hips jerking and cock spasming as he cums inside.
A minute later after catching each other’s breath, Rin whispered, “baby?”
Y/n turns to look over her shoulders, clearly in bliss. “Yes?”
“Bed?”
“Yes please…”
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“Today my baby packed me my favorite… jelly fruit sticks!”
Y/n sipped her morning coffee and taps the heart on the video before clicking on the comment button.
Those are my favorite too!
You’re like an excited school boy about their lunches!
Is no one going to talk about it?...
Suna-san… what are those marks on your neck?
Are those… hickies?
Those are definitely hickies… wow… his girlfriend is kinky…
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if there is one thing that suna doesn’t do lazily, it’s eating your pussy.
his tongue reaches every crevice of your folds, running up and down the sensitive organ until your begging him with shaking hands in his hair, to tongue-fuck your clit.
and so he does.
plush lips wrapped gently around the bundle of nerves as he suckled on it, his tongue rapidly flicking as it’s cradled in his hot, wet mouth. his half-lidden eyes would stay glued to yours the whole entire time, watching as you tried your best to keep the eye contact going, remembering the words he always told you beforehand:
look away, and i’ll stop.
but, he doesn’t really ever want to stop, because the look on his sweet, pretty girl’s face when he makes her cum is plenty enough to make up for your shitty listening skills. the way your thighs shake around his head, trying desperately not to close in fear of hurting him— not that he ever minds. your mouth open and letting out small gasps and loud whines as his lips begin to kiss something wetter; it’s all like a high to him, a rush of adrenaline composed out of love and the need to make his princess feel good.
your usual boyfriend resorts back to his lazy ways the moment after he gives your clit a small peck and whispers out a ‘thank you’ to the nerves— a ritual he’s done ever since you started sleeping together.
so yeah, contrary to popular belief, suna rintaro is not a lazy pussy eater.
I read somewhere that this person hc that Baku is the type to propose while he’s balls deep inside you and now the thought won’t leave my brain
Imagine newly deflowered Baku tho? Y’all have sex and he’s hooked. Experienced pussy for the first time and knows right then and there that it’s your pussy he wants for the rest of your guys’ lives. Can’t stand the thought of anyone else having you ever.
(Idk just pussydrunk Baku saying he’s going to put a ring on it is driving me crazy rn)
YESSSS!!! Just like the first time you have sex it’s like you’ve created a monster— now he’s completely obsessed with you. The moments he’s had such a stressful day at work he just wants to come home and bury himself back inside your slick, warm cunt. And whenever he does it’s like it makes him completely switch off— just watching his eyes roll as you sink down on his cock as he blubbers and stammers incoherently.
And you think it’s just in the heat of the moment? But after when you’re showering together and cleaning all the sweat and soot from his body, he says it again. Softer this time, so quiet you barely hear it over the roar of the waterfall shower in his bathroom.
No one is ever going to be more perfect than you, so why bother waiting around?
oh boy, this guy has built walls upon walls upon walls
it took a lot of patience, self control and breathing exercises to get to know him and survive all of his clever comebacks and subtle remarks he knew were going to hurt you
trying to get him to open up to you was like playing chess. Blindfolded. While the room you're in is on fire
the fact that you didn't know how to play chess wasn't helpful in this situation
but eventually, little by little, you won him over
even while in a relationship Chishiya isn't the most affectionate person
and impressing him is a nearly impossible task
he on the other hand doesn't even have to try
you don't remember ever mentioning your favorite food to him or your favorite movie, nor your favorite flowers
and yet somehow he managed to make your first valentine's day perfect
and when I say perfect, I mean perfect
you got everything you could ask for and much more
he treated you like royalty, in every way possible, up until late in the night
good luck one upping him next year
While in the Borderland
Chishiya changed drastically after joining the Beach
you barely recognized the man you were in love with
you knew he was trying to survive and protect the both of you but you couldn't help but feel sad
he became even more distant and cold than he used to be
most of his energy was spent on the games, plotting against Hatter behind his back and teasing Niragi
you knew giving him a taste of his own medicine wouldn't work on him, nor would any other games so you decided to be straight forward with him and tell him how you feel
you thought he would ignore your feelings or even make fun of you for being too clingy and sensitive
he however surprised you by pulling you close and making you stay like that for a while, not saying a word
at that point you realised how difficult all of this was for him
ever since he'd at least try to put in more effort, he doesn't want to lose you afterall
you were the only person he trusted anymore
determined to show you how much you mean to him still he decided to take advantage of Hatter's sudden announcement and spend yet another perfect valentine's day with you
it was the exact same as last time but it wasn't any less impressive considering the lack of..anything really in the Borderland
but most importantly you spent that night together and as you were falling asleep in his arms you knew you were going to be okay
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