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Men who call you the most endearing pet names; “poundcake”, “sweetness”, “angel”, “sugar”, “sweet thing” while fucking you like they despise you.

You heard him before you saw him. His shoulders were tense and his jaw was clenched. You kiss his jaw in greeting, feeling the muscles in his shoulders relax. He heaves a sigh, letting his arms wrap around your waist, he melts into your grasp.

“Bad day?” You ask as you card your fingers through his hair. He stays quiet for a beat.

“I love you so much,” he breathes before looking up at you, “you know that right?” You nod, a confused smile on your lips. His eyes, that were once filled with exhaustion, give you a darker look. His pupils light up, ignited with a sudden insatiable lust.

Your breath hitches and your belly warms when you feel his hands leave your waist and grip your ass. His big fingers spread your cheeks, the tips just grazing your pussy lips. “Good.” He lazily smiles.

“You’re doin s’good, sweetheart.” He pants, the loud clap of your hips meeting along with the squelch of your wet cunt echo through the room. Your arms had given out rounds ago, his chest was pressed into your back, and his lips graze your ear with every word of praise that spilled from them.

Your moans are muffled from pressing yourself further into the mattress. “Wanna hear that pretty voice, poundcake.” He pulls out and suddenly you’re on your back.

“You’re so fuckin’ cute.” He groans before slamming his hips into yours. His tip kisses your cervix each time they meet. He’s been manhandling you for hours, taking out all his frustrations on your swollen cunt.

His words are so sweet though, so you can find it in your heart to forgive his rough treatment.

BOKUTO, Nanami motherfucking Kento, Kirishima, Fatgum

princess treatment - aot

includes: eren yaeger, armin arlert, jean kirstein

warnings: fluff, fem!reader

authors note: we love princess treatment

eren

we all know this guy would spoil you to no end

but hear me out: you as his gym princess??!!

he would definitely hold your hair and make sure it doesn’t get stuck somewhere

eren is your biggest supporter and best spotter all in one. he encourages you to do 3 more reps until he has to help you because he knows you can do it.

protective boyfriend mode activated as soon as you do barbell squats or hip thrusts

sometimes you’ll sit on his back or lie under his body while he’s doing push ups. if you lie under him you’ll get a kiss everytime he comes down to you

he‘ll share a water bottle with you so he can give you quick visits between his sets

if you’re exhausted after an particularly hard set he’ll give you a kiss on the forehead and tells you how well you did and how proud he is

100% slaps your ass or thighs whenever he gets the chance

armin

he loves buying you flowers. he knows the meaning of each one and will use them to express his feelings

he's the kind of man who would give you his shoes when your feet hurt from walking in your high heels

opens every door for you. counts it as an insult if you don’t let him open the car door for you

armin‘s definitely one of these people who always have their phone on „do not disturb“ but he changed the settings so that your messages and calls are still displayed

if you call him at 3am and ask if he can pick you up that boy will be there in 5

he‘s good with his hands, prepare yourself to be treated with massages almost everyday

change my mind but armin is the best cook ever!

you’ll find a bento box on the kitchen counter every morning with a small note attached to it

he loves braiding your hair. since you teached him at the beginning of your relationship he loves to do your hair, it relaxes the both of you

again supportive boyfriend here!! listens to your ideas, problems, thoughts.. just everything

he has many ways to show you his love, but mostly through words of affirmation and acts of service. he's still as much in love with you as he was the first day :(

jean

i told it many times, this boy is unhealthy obsessed with you :(

you know the tiktok sound “walk him like a dog”? yeah that’s you two. he’s like a lost puppy

carries your bag as if it’s his own. it could be the girliest bag ever but he would still wear it with pride

same with shopping. he’ll give you his card and will follow you around like a lost puppy. carries all of your shopping bags!!

if he picks you up late or on a rainy day he makes sure the heated seats are on and the car is warm enough

writes you love letters since the day he fell in love with you years ago. he never stopped because he thinks it’s the best way to express his feelings

carries you a lot. if you don’t want your new shoes to get dirty, if you’re tired or anything else, he’ll pick you up instantly

let me tell you guys, physical touch!! always has to be close to you

holdings hands, having his arm around you or on your thighs while sitting down, he has to touch you in some way

jean pays for your food. fact

loves taking you on dates. there’s at least one date every week so he can give you the attention and admiration you deserve

he has pictures of you all over his workspace. just so that everyone know who his heart belongs to :)

part 2

thank you for reading! likes, reblogs, comments and follows are very appreciated!!🩷

eren n his personal water park .

word count: 370 [1 min 30 sec read] ✪ content warning: smut, p in v sex, squirting, doggy style, this is my second post do i warn about everything?, unapologetic use of “mama”

✭ husband!eren x wife!reader

eren making his pretty little 𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚 squirt for the first time.

he has you on the bed doggy style. his pace is a little slow at first until he snaps his hips particularly deep and sends a shock from the bottom of your spine, so deep in your core that it pushes out every other thought in your head beside his cock.

his words definitely showed through his actions, the delicious aching of his shaft sent curls down your toes and an arch to your back. if a further arch was even possible.

“‘ren- hold up.. ‘m gonna-“

“cum? cmon baby cum for me. be a good girl, cum for me.”

“slow down- i don- don’ wanna cum y..”

eren couldn’t give less of a fuck, keeping his pace and digging his hands into your waist.

his waist starts to move in more of a round motion, and the mushroom head of his cock hits your favorite spots so so good. you let out a moan like never before.

“oh that felt- ah- that felt good huh baby?” he says between a guttural moan of his own.

“eren. eren right there, right there please don’t sto-“ your words dissolve and you seem to loose your strength, falling face first into the pillow underneath you. you go from breathless to squealing at how deep you feel him, so deep he has fluid gushing over his dick.

“uh-uh, you know there’s no muffling in here.” he reprimands, moving his arm from your waist and dragging you up to him, back to chest. with his fist wrapped around your neck. he knows your neck is practically a g-spot for you, and he knows what he’s doing by kissing down it the way he is.

you’re squirting more intensely than before and between that and the sensation of your ass slapping against him with every thrust, it sends him into his own orgasm. only for you to cover his lower abdomen with a mixture of that same cum and your own.

you’re catching your breaths.

“did you just squirt on me, mama?”

“i- i think so..”

“you wanna do it again?” you can hear the smirk in his voice very well.

thinking about him purposefully ignoring the fact that you told him to be careful when handling you in bed. //////

he’s gut deep inside you, hitting all the sweet spots inside your warmth. clapping sounds filling the room with sin, your face buried within the pillow below you— silencing your pretty pathetic moans.

“damn. it’s so fuckin’ tight.” he groaned through his teeth with one hand gripping your waist. your body jolted forwards with each thrust he gave your pretty little pussy. “s-slow down.” sweet moans fell from your lips as you tried gaining balance with your forearms against the mattress.

his strokes getting heavier, “just like that angel.” his other hand pressed against the small of your back— making your arch deeper than before. “ooh s-shit.” your arms went limp as the tip of his dick repeatedly kissed your cervix.

warmth ceased from your waist of disappearance from his touch. your tiny body underneath his comparably large figure as he pounded into your tight cunt, swallowing him whole like it’s last meal. “wa-itt..?” confusion trailed through your voice, feeling tight tension of each individual strand on your scalp— his large hand had your hair wrapped around his palm in a firm grip before tugging your head towards his chest, losing himself inside the plushness of your walls fluttering around his dick— his thrust became unsteady, yet synchronized at an animalistic pace. “mmm-ph fuck,,.” you cried holding yourself up with the palms of your small hands.

“what’s wrong sweet girl?” he teased, wanting to see if you could actually handle what was given to you— his hand connected to the bare of your ass, giving it a harsh blow. “mmph that’s hurts.” your voice shook with a stern tone as your tummy curled together.

“my little doll doesn’t like it?” another blow fell against your ass, jolting up from the impact. stinging radiated throughout your ass— each slap sending you closer and closer to your approaching orgasm. “I said be gent-anghh .” his hands went back to the thin of your waist with the firmest grip, silencing your voice with one swift movement. “awn poor girl.” he smiled to himself, in honors of not listening to shit you said before you ended up underneath him. 

“my pretty girl can handle it right?” he grunted out as each thrust sent your body forwards each time. 

your insides were twisting and turning with pleasure building up. “I-I can.” you whined, throwing your head down as you heard a deep chuckle behind you, feeling the imprint of his nails dig into your flesh. his body hovered over yours as his lips aligned near your ear, “then bite your lip and take it.” his harsh tone bit back before abusing your poor cunt once again.

an: my main picture was toji tbh, but suddenly thought of other men :p

𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐄𝐒?

bitting: he loves marking your body, whether you two are doing nothing, but standing in line or doing the do. he’s always bitting your shoulders, upper neck and thighs, but it's mainly to keep himself from moaning or whimpering too loud.

“haah.” groaning in your ear with your body at maxium arch, continuously hitting against your cervix. "so much." whinny moans slipping past your lips within each second as your body jolted near the head board, "take it for me baby." he groaned in a low tone against your next, thrust becoming harsher than before, his arms wrapped firmly around your waist as he lost control over his voice. "f-fuuck fuck." whining into your neck while his thrusts became sloppier, legs quivering as pleasure flooded your core. "bouta cum.. i-inside." a lovely tone left his voice before feeling warmth hover over your neck as you felt a hot stinging sensation. "mmmphm." a broken moan left your throat as strings of groans muffled against your neck.

— kenma, ARMIN, jean, sugawara, akashi, goshiki, MEGUMI, inumaki, yuta, takeda, midoriya

hickies: simply because he loves the seeing his marks on your body, basically telling anyone who glances in your direction that your already taken and that someone being him. he doesn't get off more than just admiring the marks alongside your neck and reminiscing on how they got there.

"just like that sweet girl." his hands placed on your waist bouncing you up and down his cock, heated bodies bumping against each other. "ahh fuuck." sweet moans left your lips as you threw you head back exposing the naked skin of your neck, inviting his tongue to glid across your skin as he began thrusting into your your pussy, repeatedly grinding against that sweet spot inside you while still bouncing you up and own. hips connecting as your tight cunt squeezed around him. "feels that good, yeah?" his mouth latched onto your skin once against as your insides began to turn, creaming on his dick.

— tsukishima, kuroo, KIRISHIMA, bakugo, iwazumi, ukai, geto, TOJI, eren, reiner, matsukawa, hawks, gojo, ace, CROCODILE, oikawa, suna, miya twinss

bitting & hickies: whatever comes to him in the moment happens. it's almost like an instict for him, but either way he loves marking your body with his mouth.

— TENDOU, denki, sukuna, aone, yamamoto, bokuto, sukasa

an: I’ll proofread tmrw!! sorry if there’s mistakes xx

Warnings: sexual themes, size kink, degradation and pet names, fem!reader, not proof read

thinking about beefy men who have you spread out prettily and naked on your stomach, thighs spread apart by his legs between your own. his whole weight on your back, nearly crushing you, but you love it. he presses his knees against yours to spread them apart just a little bit further. he bends over to to whisper sweet nothings and vile words in your ear, one hand on your chin to prevent you from burying your face in the sheets. he has to see your pretty fucked out face after all.

"i haven't even put it in, princess. what's gotten you so worked up?" his chest is pressed flush against your back, his whole weight heavy on your smaller frame, as he lines is tip up with your entrance and slowly pushes himself into you, inch for inch. your jaw slacks at the stretch and he takes the opportunity to put his fingers into your mouth, which you greatfully and greedily suck.

"such a needy little thing. i bet you waited the whole day for me to finally ruin you haven't you? waited for me like the cock hungry whore you are? my sweet little slut, you've been on my mind all day" he bottoms out and you're already crossed-eyed and mewling around his fingers, until he pulls out completely and you whine in desperation. your breath is soon knocked out of your lungs when he thrusts himself in completely again, in one sharp thrust. his heavy breeder balls knock against your clit and your body subconsciously struggles and tries to run from him but where can you go when he's caging you in with his big, large, buff body? like a little bunny in the big bad wolfs fangs

Osamu Miya, Kotaro Bokuto, Rintarou Suna |Toji Fushiguro, Suguru Getou | Keisuke Baji, Ken Ryuguji, Taiju Shiba, Shuji Hanma | Diluc, Dainsleif, Alhaitham | Diavolo, Lucifer, Beelzebub

thinking about megumi fushiguro who refuses to let go of your hand whilst he fucks you. it doesn't matter what position that the two of you are in, be it you on top as you ride him or him towering over you as your legs rest on his shoulders; his own hand will always seek out your own.

because despite his brooding demeanor, he's a softie at heart. it just takes a pretty thing like you to coax that side out of him. he never wants to let you go of you, nor to give you the room to escape his grasp. the way that your own hand gripped his own acted as a reminder of all things pure.

he interlocks your fingers, occasionally brushing his thumb over the back of your hand for reassurance — he'll do it even more if the sex is rough and energetic. megumi adores it when you squeeze his hand back in response. in his eyes, it's a way of wordlessly saying that you love him and it helps ground him, especially when you're both mutually overstimulated.

boyfriend!eren who ties his hair with your hair ties, be it pinkish or silky or has flowers on it, he will wear them regardless and endure all the teasing from jean and connie.

boyfriend!eren who takes you on long midnight drives around the city and buys you donuts and kisses your cheeks while watching the stars.

boyfriend!eren who takes you out to cheap streetfood dates when he is broke but promises to make it up to you by flying you to Dubai or Maldives when he works hard and becomes a millionaire.

boyfriend!eren who makes ramen for you at 3 am with cheese and sausage to satisfy your cravings. who scribbles away all the calories and nutritional info on the back of your fav snacks so you dont have to worry abt anything else except enjoying food. who tried to bake you a frog cake and it ended up like this.

boyfriend!eren that doesn’t care about anyone else apart from you. who once let his insecurities take over and called armin in the middle of the night bawling and sobbing about how he will die of heartbreak if you left him for some other guy. who only calmed down once you assured him and let him sleep in your arms.

boyfriend!eren who shows up at your house in the middle of the night with ice cream when you feel upset or sad. who keeps a small portable bottle of your perfume or body mist so he can smell it when you are away or when he misses you. 

boyfriend!eren who tries everyday to become a better version of himself so he can feel happy and make you and himself proud. 

I AM A WHORE

aone? abo aone? alpha aone? 🥺

alpha! aone + mentions of heats / ruts + creampie + a.b.o dynamics + knotting + mild dubcon + mentions of guilt + excessive licking + manhandling + overstimulation + lots of cum + squirting + f! reader

— word count; approx 2.5k

with coming spring, he knows to be careful, more so than he already is- aone feels like he’s walking over thin ice.

he cant recall the last time he’s had to be mindful of ruts and cycling heats- but its different now, now he has you and he knows that things like this can go wrong so very fast. nonetheless, he’s come to you with a bag of fresh fruit and vegetables, hand already raised to knock at your door-

its not instant, the smell of something so mouthwatering that his knees feel weak slowly filling every space inside his mind. he can’t help but to bring an already clammy hand to cover his nose, but it’s already imprinted deep in his very being.

aone cant see you, but he can taste you.

theres a swirling heated battle rattling around in his mind. he knows you’re in your room, knows you’re bundled up in the safety of what he hopes is a comfortable nest, knows you’re in agony- begging for an alpha- begging for him to go and breed you.

its that singular thought that has him open your door, and it feels like it happens all over again, the searing heat and mouth watering with saliva, already panting with each heavy step taken towards your room.

his ears picking up the sounds of ruffling, can hear you turn around in bed, unable to get up thanks to the hurt your body is going through.

he can help you, he can… he’s going to help you.

the thumping sounds of his feet padding towards your room is enough to send you into a frenzy, nose buried into a fuzzy blanket- peaking up, you can only whine the second he’s standing outside the door.

“a-aone?” you cry, knowing you’d sent him a message denoting the early heat you’ve been forced to undergo- its what happens when you’re in the presence of such strong, fertile alphas... like him, like your new, sweet, giant, gentle boyfriend.

theres guilt settling deep, unable to really comprehend anything outside of small flashes of coherency, trying to make sense as to why hes outside your bedroom door, as to why hes slowly turning the doorknob, and as to why hes dropped a bag of groceries at his feet.

“i’m sorry.”

deep voice sending full body shivers straight from your neck, down the length of your back.

its not his fault and you know it- just how you cant stop the searing, harsh throbbing of your pussy, already wetting down the middle of your shorts, now feeling like your clothes prickle at overly heated skin.

hands immediately tear the soft blanket from you, bunching it to a ring of pillows and other clothing, his clothing.

he nearly collapses, heart thrumming hard in his chest at the sight, you two are so new to this relationship that he hasn’t even seen the skin you’ve suddenly presented him with.

“i’m sorry.” He says it with a broken lilt, stepping past the soft pillows you’ve kicked around.

it has you nearly thrashing around, legs already glistening with sweat- mouth hung open to hurriedly take in mouthfuls of his own scent. its mouthwatering, sharp and something that resembles mint and oak- it belongs to him, and only him and you cant and help but to whine.

a knee breaches past the safety of your nest and youre suddenly up- heated hands grabbing at the clothes hes wearing, a frenzy of soft and clammy touches along the cotton.

aone thinks he might die- just barely able to suppress any instinctual snapping, tampering down the need to shove your head into the soft bedding, wanting to shove his cock into your surely leaking cunt. he doesn’t know exactly what he’s doing, all guided by instinct and the nagging voice telling him to split you apart.

he wants you to lay back and let him take care of you, but there’s that gnawing guilt- and in a moment of clarity aone does something that shouldn’t have been possible in his headspace.

he steps back.

prying your hands off his body to put distance, any type of distance in between two heated bodies.

“its wrong.” Its all he says, still trying to simmer down the near overwhelming need to have you.

theres no words to truly describe the feeling at seeing you nearly cry at the rejection- his eyes closing, blunt nails digging into the fat of his palm before trying to step back.

“n-no!” its whiney- pitchy and warbled, shaky hands thumping against the bed- thighs squishing together, seeping arousal already started to coat the inside of them, it’s horrible and you want the pain settled deep in your belly to leave.

“want you- nobu, I want you.” you heave, bottom lip starting to shake, your eyes glance down to his crotch- and you can see the bump of arousal heavy in his pants.

its a desperate plan to get him to mount you like you need, but deep down you know how sweet he is- you know that hes wanted to make this special for the both of you, but once again the searing and pangs of heat don’t let you think straight.

a single glance to his now opened eyes is all you give him before turning around onto your knees, promptly shoving the slickened, sticky material of it down your legs- slumping forward to rest your cheek onto the mattress.

“please.”

its loud- loud and rattling around in his head, watching as you bend yourself over for him, a position he knows is ideal for taking you how he knows you need.

the drooling heat of your pussy finally presented is what eats away at the last bit of humanity he clutched in wide palms.

once more, aone brings himself to the edge of your bed- gripping at the skin of your hips, pressing that clutch of heat to his cock.

“bad.”

the word completely encompasses every feeling, every thought coursing through his dizzying head.

legs tremble under the feeling of his hands, of his cock pressing near perfectly against your pussy, grabbing at the sheets to distract from the throbbing.

“i know- i know.”

sharp sobs finally tumble forth, and he cant take it anymore.

you’re not too sure how he gets his cock out- maybe it has something to do with the tear and pop of the button from his jeans, but what you do know is that his swollen and throbbing cockhead is swiping up and down your messy folds.

all the sad, pitiful crying and noises sucked back into your chest immediately, tasting the heady scent of his own precum mixing in with your arousal.

aone brings a shaky palm to hold you down, long and thick fingers wrapping around the back of your neck, meat of his hand settled at the nape- instinctually pinning you with strength hes never used against anyone.

he needs to, because in one swift shove- aone sinks the reddened tip inside, splitting you open, momentum carrying his hips closer and closer to your ass.

gurgling out a mixture of his name and a shy thank you, while the burn from taking him in knocks any wind from your chest, legs nearly already giving way-

there’s a palpable restrain he’s undergoing, crushing, already crushing while he’s pushed your chest down flat- it feels like a sunburn painting every inch of skin, and aone cant take the burn anymore.

tilting his head back, hard eyes staring at the ceiling while your cunt pulses around his cock he speaks, grumbles out an, “i’m sorry.”

all before snapping muscled thighs to the fat of your ass- swollen balls pressed so close to you, it hits your throbbing clit- sending an involuntary twitch up your back, cunt fluttering hard, not helping the heat he feels.

aone wants to spit out every apology he knows while he drills into your cunt, but its too much. turned head letting him see your sweat lined hairline, lips parted while pretty screams leave them, drool already forming under a slowly curved up smile.

this is what you need. barely holding onto consciousness while hammering hips smash you down.

knees fully giving away, nothing in your body could have ever kept up with his large body swinging into you- all with an intent to breed, all with an intent to fulfill a screeching need imbedded deep within.

hands burn with the way you’ve clutched the bed, hips, along with every part of your body submitting easily, slumped near lifelessly, a violent display of power you’ve never seen aone use.

you’re slipping, every thrust bringing your body up and up and in the state of mind he’s undergone, it’s the worst thing imaginable.

letting up, thick, long cock still buried deep within gummy walls- he grabs your hips, picks you up off the bed, sensitive to the cry of pure displeasure that leaves your mouth, all with the way hes stopped moving.

“its okay- be still.” aone grumbles, and you do just that.

once more the sheer need to be good for him, to make yourself perfect and receptive for his cum forces your body to lay there, knees no longer pressed onto the bed, no longer pressed to anything while his palms keep you up.

muscles tensed- biceps curling with each drag of you back onto him, finally fulfilling that deep seated need that you’ve brought to him.

a blooming red heat curls up from his neck, dusted across his cheeks and nose- he thinks you look pretty, so perfect for him. the sudden urge to bite you- to tie you down to him is near overwhelming.

just barely blinking back that base need, all aone knows now is that he needs to fill you up.

focusing instead on your scent, the sweat rolling down every curve of your body, using you to slide down over his cock, creamy and wet with all the arousal your fluttering cunt produces in order to take him, absolutely no resistance in the tight heat of yours.

resounding, wet smacks of meeting hips have him dizzy, he’s ignorant to the fluttering, squeezing tight vice of your cunt every time you cum.

all aone knows is that it feels like your pussy is trying to keep his cock out- screams and warbling chants of his name increased the longer this goes on.

“n-nobu!”

this yell of his name comes out clearer than the others, full of much more desperation- white lashes flutter down to look at his cock stuffed inside when he feels a wet splatter hit his tummy, dripping down his balls and thighs. it takes him a second to think very dumbly that it’s all to help you take it- but the trembling, kicking limbs under him quickly disprove that.

with a loud groan, loudest you’ve heard him- he folds himself down, teeth throbbing with the overwhelming want to stake claim, but he just drools. the shirt still draped over him quickly dampening with the sweat slicked on your body, finally close enough to really taste everything that makes you- you.

he doesnt know why he does what he does, only that the need to have you closer- wanting to lessen the throbbing in his mouth, still rutting into your fucked out cunt, creamed around the base of his slowly thickening length, he laves his tongue up your neck.

stiffening under his hold, it’s the only thing you can do, unable to bring any part of your body to shy away, heavy chills wracking through sore muscles, involuntary clenches from your cunt nearly bring aone down.

his cock feels heavy and full, only animalistic drive brings him to press his dick inside- feeling the swell even more now, near suffocating while you squeeze in protest, chest heaving at the thickening.

your soft cries- warbling lilt of near mind searing pain has him try to comfort you in the best way he knows. still leaving trails of warm spit up your neck, grunting out harshly, nose dipping lower down your back, hand grabbing at your already limp arm and pulling it up, nose seeking parts of you that are dripping with sweat, he licks and licks.

does it to distract you to from the pain, to soothe you with heavy tonguing while his body near spasms, cock fully swollen at the base to keep you locked against him.

it hurts, but the feeling of his cum filling every swollen ridge inside finally has every burning thought settle down.

still fuzzy around the edges you simply blink- inhaling while he keeps dragging his thick tongue up your underarm, head nestled beneath it, sending waves of ticklish shivers down you.

“n-nobu?”

it comes out in a near breathless whine, no more is it muddled by any lingering want- tired from cumming so much, pussy stuffed full. it’s exactly what was needed, and by the sound of his soft grunting, still twitching cock dumping spurt after spurt, you knew he needed it too.

“mm.” he’s still tending to you, not satisfied until his cock begins to finally soften, any give of your battered walls brings forth a gush of cum.

its seeping from in between your overly stretched lips, a wiggle of hips finally snaps him out- prying himself from your body, proud of himself for keeping calm and not claiming you, not yet anyways.

“are you okay? feels good?”

he doesn’t know exactly what to say, settling on keeping any worry and anxiety down, you don’t need that right now- you need someone strong and he can do that, be that- but only for you.

finally stretching himself, he lets your body settle back down onto your bed, nest ruined from your thrashing arms- whining with the obscene amount of globs dropping down onto the bed as his cock slips out.

“its good, so good.”

still dizzy from it all, you can only wait while he slots his heavy body within your limp arms- whole body burning up, matching the temperature of your own.

hands so small against him paint soothing pictures, hearts and the initials of your name, goosebumps can only follow in their wake, this is the bliss that can only be described as easy. its easy to hold him, easy to touch and ease the worry, tummy warmed and full of his heavy cum, thanking in a small voice by his ear.

his heart pounds, still roaring, cumming like this- tending to your body was what he was made to do, no matter what shifted in the dynamics of your relationship, he just hopes he’s the one to hold you in the end.

Rintaro Suna exercises his wrists every day to keep strong and hard hands capable of blocking any ball on the court. Fingers also have an important weight in blocking performance, and to exercise them he just needs your pretty wet pussy and a couple of pleas to make his long fingers move faster inside you.

No one would know his secret.

yo 😖this would make me fold instantly fuckkk. cw: fem! reader, chubby reader, face riding, praise. 18+

men who pragmatically live between your luscious legs, and eats your pussy as a hobby. you tell him that you don’t wanna suffocate him with your thighs, and he just gives you a reassuring smile — with slick running down his chin from devouring your sweet mess. “nah don‘t worry, princess i got you,” and you’re whining from his tongue that’s spelling out zigzagged letters and numbers on your heavenly twitching pussy. “gimme all y‘er weight, pretty girl. ‘m starvin’…” and you’re timid and hesitant, you hover, before finally sitting on his face. your fav lays his tongue flat against your folds too, holding your thighs firmly and he’s so into it — eyes closed, tracing circles and squares and rhombuses over your cunt with his skilled tongue. “atta girl,” he praises in a soft sweetened voice. you’re moaning absentmindedly, supporting yourself slightly by holding your weight into your quavering knees. his tongue is just abundantly playing tag with your clit — making sure to not miss a spot, kiss up and down the crevices of your plushy thighs while going back to feast on his favorite meal of the day. his eyes are half lidded once he gets a good glimpse of you, your trembling hands combing through his hair. “use my face, baby. you deserve it s‘much.” he tells you in a subdued tone, and once he feels your hips slow and start to shudder from his tongue, he gets a better grip to control your hip movements to vigorously ride his tongue at a more quickened pace. he grins pussy drunkenly, watching your eyes roll back in pure bliss. but fuck, being between your thighs was ultimate heaven to him.

GOJO, TOJI, SUGURU GETŌ, NANAMI, EREN YEAGER, JEAN, DRAKEN, CONNIE, DABI, HAWKS, KAKASHI, ZORO, BOKUTO, ARAN OJIRO, TENGEN, REINER, ARMIN

Blue Velvet, 2012.

I love life because there will always be a situation u think u will never get over and u always do every time

「Making out with BNHA Boys」

tw; suggestive content !

⤷ Bakugou he likes it when you sit on the nearest surface with your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer to you. one of his hands on the side of your face/neck so he can hold you in place while kissing you like it’s the first and last time; your forgotten spotify playlist playing in the background. his body is so big and hot against you as his strong arm wraps around you and closes all the little distance between you; he loves to suck and bite your bottom lip when you least expect it, and if you make the slightest moan, he’ll laugh and call you needy. he also likes to pull away a little too often just so you can chase his lips; he loves to see that you need and want him just the same way he needs and wants you. he teasingly asks if you want to move into the bedroom and, before you can even answer, he picks you up and carries you there, leaving teasing kisses every now and then on your lips.

⤷ Deku there is a smooth pattern of raindrops on the window; the netflix movie you’re trying to get him to watch with you is now neglected as it only serves as background noise for the sounds of your lips moving in unison and he just sighs in contentment because even though he doesn’t say it, he loves it when your lip gloss is smudged all over his lips; it tastes like you. his hands sliding lightly down your back as he leans you down to lie on the sofa; he settles between your legs and holds your thigh tightly with one hand as you wrap your legs around his waist; he can’t help but moan against your mouth as he rolls his hips against yours.

⤷ Kirishima

one minute, he’s sitting on your hip while tickling you; but what was supposed to be a harmless banter quickly turned into an anxious and desperate makeout session. he lies on you, holding both your wrists with one hand above your head; the other hand holds the side of your face or neck while he is lost in your lips; he whispers sweet and soft breathy things and “i love you” between kisses or while he bites your neck. he warns you about leaving marks on him when you take his shirt off and kiss/bites his shoulder or his neck; but his gaze silently challenges you to do so.

⤷ Todoroki

in the back seat of his car after a date; the city at night under dazzling, bright lights that even so far away, still light up your face with soft colors of blue and white. his lips are so soft and warm when you kiss them, it’s slow and sweet at first, smiling against each other’s lips; the faint scent of his cologne on his sweatshirt makes your head dizzy and needy for him; you running your hands through his hair and pulling the ends a little makes him shiver and hold your face with one hand while the other pulls you into his lap. he groans when you roll your hips against his; blood pouring from his cheeks to awaken other more sensitive parts of his body. swallowing hard, trying desperately to silence the noises he wants to make when you continue, he starts sucking on that sensitive part just below your ear. he wants you so, so much.

⤷ Denki

watching movies under big blankets at 3am; what started with light kisses all over your face, turns into you and denki curled up in each other’s arms, hugging and kissing until you get dizzy. he eventually rolls you onto your back, your lips chasing his; you whimper and tense up when he bites your lip and makes his way to your neck, kissing and teasing you. he can’t help but shiver and whisper some curses against your neck when you run your nails down his back; he leans in to kiss you, but even more passionate and deeper, which makes you accidentally push your hips into his, making you both moan; but he quickly kisses you again, holding your waist so you don't pull away from him.

⤷ Tamaki

happens on your couch; he loves the feel of your hands on him - in his hair, on his chest, on his shoulders but he mostly loves it when you put your hands on his neck, gently pulling his hair; he makes the softest noises when you slide your tongue into his mouth. it’s times like this that he expresses his warm feelings for you in the form of gentle kisses and squeezes. he loves to call you cute nicknames between kisses because your reaction always makes his heart race even more. he smiles as you kiss his neck and shivers against you as you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him even closer to you.

⤷ Shinsou

he likes it when it happens in his bed; slow, lazy but passionate kisses; limbs entwined, unhurried as you take your time exploring each other. you two are topless with messy hair after he stroked your hair and vice versa; he rubs soft patterns on your bare skin, kissing them tenderly, which sends shivers down your spine. every touch is so sensual, so deliberate, so unique; breathlessly whispering “i love you” between kisses. he’s letting you set the pace and your own timing because he wants you to feel as good as you make him feel.

⤷ Hawks

everything happens so fast; one of you lost a game of uno and owes the other a kiss. what was supposed to be just a soft, tender kiss turned into a hot and anxious makeout session on the floor. you are incapable of getting tired of each other; even with your lips and bodies pressed together, the need to get closer is almost desperate. but you know him; he’ll pretend he doesn’t want to kiss you anymore by pulling away, just for you to pull him back and kiss him harder. he smiles mid-kiss before spreading wet kisses down the side of your neck. and you will feel him weak against you as he moans or whimpers if you return the favor and pull his hair; his hands roam all the places they can reach until he finds where he really wants.

⤷ Dabi

he loves to put you on his lap; his vinyl records play on the background as his hands slide under your shirt. he loves to nibble on your ear and neck; his hot breath makes you shiver and arch in his lap as he whispers dirty things just to annoy you. you moan into his mouth as he teases you; nibbling your lips and kissing you until you’re out of breath and before you can kiss him again, he lifts your chin with his fingers so he can kiss your neck while his hands slide down your back and squeeze your waist.

⤷ Shigaraki

he loves to put you against the wall; wet, sloppy kisses but at the same time it’s so intense they make you both moan against each other’s mouths; it’s kind of rough, but extremely passionate. he loves to put his hand in your hair and, without you waiting, pulls it a little so he can kiss your neck; sucks up multiple bruises on your delicate skin and collarbone. he grunts and bites his lip when you pull his hair and kiss his jaw; he feels completely melted when you do this. he places one hand on the wall beside you as you make your way to his neck but with his other hand firmly on your waist. just when you think you’re in control, he wraps his hand carefully around your throat, eyes shining with lust and challenge as if he asks what you think you’re doing.

cats + nature <3

✶ ﹐🌸 ꜜ ﹐ʬʬ﹒ ﹢

✶ ﹐🍀 ꜜ ﹐ʬʬ﹒ ﹢

Who are you ? I'ts just me, myself and i

Please, Take me anywhere but Home

I'm here for the fluffy thought cause I'm drained too🥺❤️

Cuddling on the couch with Nanami. Just quietly talking about whatever comes to mind. He's laying on his back your laying on him between his legs. Tv playing quietly in the back🥺. He's lightly rubbing your back and eventually you just fall asleep on him while he's talking but instead of moving you. He just continues to rub your back and watch TV while you rest and take a nap🥺

I want nothing more then to do this with him 😭

The moment you walk in that door. With that tired/sad look on your face he knows just want to do. I feel like Kento cleans up behind himself and would always have the place smelling good.

If there is any clutter he would clean it up to try and help de-stress the environment around you. But first he would slowly undress you, pressing soft kisses on your body.

Then he grabs one of his shirts, sprays some of his body spray on it. Then brings it to you, and will carry you back to the sofa. Before bringing you a blanket, for warmth and comfort.

Then if you’re hungry, Kento knows all your comfort foods. So he makes you some food, then would join you in cuddles.

Kento is the type to match his breathing to you’s. Since he calms him down. As you breath in and your chest expands he breaths out. Now he does it without even thinking about it.

It’s the feeling of having his body synced with your’s would be so comforting to him. And if he can play with your hair he would. I know you and I have curls, so I’m just imaging him undoing the locks so carefully, making your hair poofier.

His body is so warm, and his heart beat soothing. It’s hard not to fall asleep on him.

pov: you’re drop dead gorgeous (and they don’t know how to deal with it)

character/s: bakugo katsuki, shinsou hitoshi, kaminari denki, todoroki shouto

genre: fluff, crack (?), them hyping u up like there’s no tomorrow, uhh reader wears makeup 🤕

notes: this is for all u pretty mfs aka all of u whether u believe it or not YOU ARE PRETTY AMD HOT AND AMAZING 😡‼️ also disclaimer: the boys love u not just for your face. they think you’re so cool for being beautiful inside n out and this is just them appreciating the out 🧎‍♀️

bakugo katsuki thinks you’re so pretty that his only response to it is to be angry. he’d watch intently the way you’d smooth your clothes down and cutely fiddle with your hair in the mirror as if there’s even anything to fix. he’ll cup your pretty face in his hands and squeeze your cheeks together (cuteness aggression probably), “tell me why you’re so fucking pretty all the time? what are you so pretty for, huh?!”

bakugo katsuki would always watch you do your makeup and hair and then slip into the prettiest clothes only you can pull off and he’s just mesmerized by the whole thing.

“katsuki, please stop drooling and get dressed. we’re gonna be late.”

his only response is: “fuck off.”

because he can never deny nor hide the fact that he constantly admires you every chance he gets. he storms his way to you and snatches a shimmery eyeshadow from your makeup bag. “tch, you don’t even need any of this shit.”

“you don’t like it, katsuki?” you stare up at him doe-eyed, easily making his heart skip a beat.

“h-hah?! i didn’t say that!” he shoves it to your hand, “now do this glittery shit next!”

and you just ditch whatever plans you’d made and spend the rest of the night trying on different makeup looks. he’ll insist that you sit on his lap while you doll yourself up just because, and you gladly do so but then you both end up wearing a full face of glam makeup 🧍‍♀️ he doesn’t know how he just let it happen but he’s like, “whatever makes you fucking happy, y/n.”

he then proceeds to tell you that, “every one of those ugly extras should grovel at your feet, worship the ground you walk on, and then beg for your forgiveness.”

“forgive them for what?”

he stares blankly at you. “for breathing the same air as you.”

bakugo katsuki’s not active on social media at all but on his instagram, his first and only post is a photo dump of just youー the selfies you took on his phone, your date outfits, candid photos (by courtesy of bakugo katsuki) of you smiling at a stray cat, the power nap you took on his shoulder, and his favorite one by far: a photo of you wearing his black tank top that completely swallows you up, holding up two little peace signs on your cheeks.

and of course, he captions it, “u and ur ugly ass wish u were y/n.”

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literally fucking sobbing and crying rn because of the lack of bertholdt writing on this site 💔 any headcanons w/ him would be greatly appreciated!! maybe some of the other aot boys too (sfw or nsfw i’ll take whateva)

♡ 𝐒𝐅𝐖 + 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 

♡ ft. eren, jean, connie, reiner, bertholdt

♡ warning: contains a bunch of random/silly shit and explicit content (mdni)!! edging, dacryphilia, knife play, anal, choking, hair pulling, unprotected sex/creampies, oral, masochism, face slapping

I JUST NEED TO SAY THANK YOU TO WHOEVER SENT ME THIS!! someone finally said it 😩 bertholdt needs more attention and im here to serve <3 i couldnt help but add the other boys and some nsfw … oops 🧍🏼‍♀️

BERTHOLDT

• always has this cute, kinda nervous half smile around everyone. but whenever he sees you, he gets this giant, adorably bright grin!!! it’s like he saves it just for your eyes <3

• sends you good morning and good night texts, along with random voice messages throughout the day

• the voice messages can be about the most random things, but they’re SO funny 😭

• one time you got an audio from him where he was whisper-yelling into the speaker, his voice all distressed

“i was at a stoplight with my windows down, playing music, and some old guy started waving and stuff, like dancing to it?? so i smiled at him and turned the volume up, BUT THEN I REALIZED HE WAS BLIND AND LOOKING FOR THE CROSSWALK—“

• sings to himself when he’s alone. it’s either about what he’s doing at the moment or just some random "la la la"-ing. does it quietly and with the softest voice ever. ANGELIC.

• he watches you get ready as if it’s the most interesting thing he’s ever seen. he stands at the bathroom door like 🧍🏻

• THIS IS HIM PLEASEEEE

• the more excited bertholdt gets about something he’s talking about, the more he “talks” with his hands. LOTS of arm gestures and body movement!! he might accidentally hit someone in the face with his elbow if they’re walking by LMAO

• holds open doors, pushes in your chair after you sit, and tries to never let you pay for anything. if you reach for your wallet at a restaurant, this man is nearly falling out of his seat trying to stop you. bertholdt tries to chill out because he doesn’t want to come off as overbearing, but he just wants to service you 😭

• carries ponytail elastics in his pocket or backpack in case you need one. he pulls them out at the most opportune moments like a magician 🪄

• when he hears something that confuses him, he'll stick out his bottom lip and it looks like he's pouting. he’s honestly just thinking really hard

• sits on the couch with a pillow in his lap or in his arms. it looks super cute ngl. this giant man hunched over a small throw pillow and just coddling it

• when you lean against his shoulder, he leans back

• cries over the sad ASPCA commercials </3 whenever the song “in the arms of an angel” starts playing, his eyes automatically tear up

• bertholdt is extremely cautious when making turns that expose your side of the car to oncoming traffic. he whips his head around at least 5 times to make sure no one is about to run a red light. he’s like 👀

• loves to give manicures for some reason! he’ll 100% paint your fingernails if you let him. it’s so relaxing to him!

• bertholdt just thinks your hands are really pretty 😌 not to mention they’re so small compared to his and he loves it seeing the size difference!! it makes him melt omg

• when you refuse to kiss him, he gives you these sad puppy dog eyes and bites his lip like a child would if they were in trouble. it’s the CUTEST most irresistible expression ever and he KNOWS it

• always instagramming his meals because he’s so enthusiastic about them. it might sound weird but it’s actually the most adorable thing ever whenever he does it!! he gets so excited

• snorts a little when he laughs really hard

• gets hot and bothered when you stand up for him. seeing you take the initiative like that — rare or not — just gets him going for some reason 😭

• a switch, but soft dom a lot of the time!! although, on some special occasions, he can get a little more carried away

• has the most lovely happy trail 🤤 it accentuates the sharp v-line of his hips, and he’s a little self-conscious about it — but seeing you kiss your way down it before giving him head helps him feel a bit better

• wants to try anal really bad but poor boy is super scared to ask, so he keeps it to himself :(

• gets stuck between two mindsets. he goes from “she is the most perfect person ive ever seen and i want to keep her happy and safe" to "she's such a dirty slut who deserves to be fucked nonstop and i need to see her cry pretty little tears”

• won’t tell you he has a crying kink though 🙄

• LOVES HAVING HIS CUM ON YOUR FACE. whenever you suck him off, bertholdt slips his dick from your mouth to coat your cheeks with his seed. he makes sure to swipe the tip of his cock against your face, making sure to spread his cum until it’s just a shiny film on your skin <3

• when bertholdt has a bad day or is extremely stressed — be careful when you tell him he can be rough with you, because you’re going to get more than you bargained for

• your smaller body is no match for him, so bertholdt can flip you into different positions with ease. he mounts you and pushes into your cunt violently, moaning at your cries and muffled whines, knowing that your stomach has to be bulging from the sheer size of his cock

• stuffs your cunt until his dick is completely swallowed up, pressed tightly against your cervix — watching you struggle to take it all sets bertholdt off. he feels so bad, so dirty for thinking that, but he can’t help it 💔

• his oral fixation is OFF THE CHARTS. when you let out pitiful cries and whines, bertholdt gently grabs your jaw and pushes two fingers into your mouth

• he loves watching your drool dribble down your chin and his knuckles; it keeps you from being too loud as he stretches you out, cock slipping inside of your warm, sloppy cunt and filling every last piece of space inside you

• mommy kink, but y’all already knew that.

• you’re just so hot and ready for him that he can’t resist abusing your pussy every once and awhile 😌

• the next day you’re like 👩‍🦽 where’s my handicap parking space

• when bertholdt subs, he’s an obedient sweetie pie!!

• literally the definition of a pretty drooly boy who will do just about anything for you without hesitation <3

EREN

• he waves at random people while driving just to see if they'll wave back. he insults them if they don't

• “fucking crusty bitch, that’s why your wife doesn’t love your baldheaded ass”

• uses his laptop keyboard as a plate for chips sometimes. he knows it’s bad and doesn't care 🙄

• he saw you paint your fingernails once and said it was pointless because the polish would chip off … but then you wake up the next day and catch him at the kitchen table like 💅🏻

• HE’S THE SPITTING IMAGE OF THIS WHEN HE GETS CAUGHT

• gets addicted to painting his nails black after that … the hypocrisy ✋

• when he’s leaving work or wherever he’s been, he texts you that he’s on his way home and asks if you need anything!!

• when you two sleep in the same bed, eren needs to be touching you in some way. if you try to scoot away from his grasp, he moans, moves over, and proceeds to cuddle you. literally can’t sleep without feeling you next to him

• NOT A MORNING PERSON

• if you try to wake him up, he mumbles “fight me” before pulling you back into bed. it always ends up in a wrestling match

• sends you hardcore porn and says “me and u <3”

• uses hello kitty bandaids. don’t ask

• gets overwhelmed with so much love and emotion for you sometimes and doesnt know how to handle it?? so he just… kinda thinks about you all day and imagines what your wedding would be like

• eren is actually a very kind and loving person — this man cares about the people around him beyond belief. he just makes so many sarcastic remarks and rude jokes that he comes across as a bitch 💀

• has a “good luck condom” in his wallet and refuses to take it out

• sends you super long texts of all of his random thoughts in the middle of the night for you to wake up to

• “just found out babies don’t have kneecaps wtf 💀 ok goodnight”

• “flushed away” is one of his favorite movies because he thinks the female rat is hot

• acts utterly surprised and amazed whenever he sees you naked. sometimes he pretends to faint for no reason 😐

• smiles with his eyes before his mouth. its so obvious when he’s about to give one of those giant smirks because his eyes crinkle at the corners a bit and they look so happy!!

• you turn him on so much one day that he makes a thirsty tumblr post about it. it gets like 5,000 reblogs from how nasty it is 👩🏼‍🦯

 • the first time you tried to ride him, eren orgasmed the second he bottomed out. you both just stared at each other in awe. the pussy was that good ig 😩 (he refused to try again for months out of embarrassment lmao)

• won’t sub very often, but when he does, he’s the biggest brat in the bedroom. pretty interesting to hear lots of teasing come from somebody who falls apart whenever you shove your fingers down his throat

• thinks that women should be edged and have multiple orgasms at least once a day. definitely wants to apply that belief to you

• daydreams of having you between his legs and slowly jerking him off <3

• maid costume kink. end of story.

• there’s nothing eren loves more than picking you up and bouncing you on his dick like a doll, right until you can’t form coherent words. seeing you get dumb from his cock … yeah, he’s weak at the knees

• though he can be soft sometimes, eren likes initiating sex with more aggressive movements — not feather-light or fleeting touches. it just doesn’t get the desperation of the situation across as well

• he wants to simply shove a hand up your shirt or down your pants, press his fingers into the flesh of your thighs and then grab at your cunt, more rough than typical sexual advances

• eren likes it when you rake your fingernails down his back, making him hiss between his teeth. and then, right after, he gives you the most predatory smile as he pounds into your cunt even harder

• because maybe if he keeps fucking you like this — forcing every last orgasm out of you — you'll dig your nails even deeper into his skin and properly feed into his masochism

• face slapping is also a secret indulgence of his. he doesn’t want to do it on you though; he wants it to be done on him 😳

• when eren starts getting rowdy, feel free to slap him across the face. it’s almost funny how quick it shuts him up. he just smiles at you after, satisfied and giddy, before calling you all sorts of derogatory names. slap him around as much as you want, because he loves it

• the sharp sting of pain paired with your pussy sucking in his cock — he’s in heaven

• in fact, eren just loves your pussy

• he can’t get enough of it. the way it rubs his cock — the inside of it velvety smooth, paired with the spongy texture of your g-spot — fuck, he loses his mind

• it grips the tip of his dick so nicely, stimulating the nerves there and making him toss his head back, leaving his jaw open and brain whirling

• honestly, if eren had less self-control, he’d be a drooling mess. he’s definitely pussy-whipped

JEAN

• his resting bitch face is constant. no doubt about it. i feel like it would kind of be funny though, like he looks so deadpan sometimes

• you tell him to stop looking at you like that and he’s like “🤨 this is my face”

• im sorry to say it but we all know this man has dry humor

• gets infuriated when he washes a spoon and the water splashes back on him. has to leave the room to calm himself down

• he got banned from tiktok after posting a video of connie falling off a hoverboard and busting his ass. he’s held a grudge against the app ever since

• can’t help but smile a tiny bit when you both make eye contact. he gets embarrassed though and whips his head away at the speed of light 🙄 you have to tell him to stop being a lil bitch

• runs away from lush employees at the mall so they don’t tell him what every soap does

• always says he understands why the grinch wanted to live alone with his dog 🧍🏼‍♀️

• jean likes it when you fix his bedhead — because his mullet can look like a nest when he wakes up — but pretends it annoys him, telling you to stop doting on him. still, when you look up at him and see the tiniest little quirk of his lips… you know he’s lyin ✋

• one time during the night, you stole all the bed sheets and left jean without any. when you woke up, this man was shivering with half of his body in a pillowcase LMAOO

• HE WAS LIKE

• poor guy wasn’t living, he was SURVIVING

• somehow knows your menstrual cycle better than you do. when you start, jean pulls up with the pads and tampons. you ask him how he knew and this man just shrugs, putting on that disinterested façade … truly an enigma

• HATES KAHOOT WITH A BURNING PASSION. the bright red screen after you get a question wrong fills him with rage. he doesn’t want the people behind him to think he’s a fucking idiot

• he’s one of the top students in his graduating class though, so 💅🏻

• a morning person. a lot of the time, he’ll be awake before you. he perks up a little when he notices your eyes open, and can’t help but let out a dramatic sigh. “there she is”

• has a tongue piercing 😏

• dislikes public displays of affection and prefers to do everything — besides hand holding — behind closed doors. sometimes he will steal a kiss from you in the store though because you’re just too irresistible!! your lips are one of his biggest weaknesses </3

• in private? jean is 100% a kiss fiend. he’s always finding reasons to peck you on the lips or jaw. not to mention how heated they tend to get… yeah, he’s also a make-out junkie

• jean might not seem like it, but he tends to get distracted when he’s doing a task he’s not interested in

• you’ll see him doing some online schoolwork, leave the room for ten minutes, and come back to him watching “top 10 unexplained ocean mysteries” on youtube

• CHEMISTRY IS BORING OKAY

• sends you pics of the grass when it’s super green because he thinks you’ll like it for some reason

• jean’s favorite way of cuddling is when he’s lying on his back with you right beside him, resting your head on his chest. one of his hands need to mess absentmindedly with your hair, and he always tangles your legs with his. don’t take them away because he will COMPLAIN

• jean got his tongue piercing without telling you — and you only realize it when he eats you out one day. it’s a wonderful surprise to say the least 💫

• whenever you offer him oral, jean rubs your face against his clothed cock before making you suck the head through the fabric, licking and pressing into it even harder until you're desperate to taste him

• and how can he say no? after all, his favorite thing is using your throat like a cocksleeve, like his personal little fleshlight

• jean tries not to push your head when you suck him off — he doesn’t want to gag you — but his cockhead feels so good when it touches the back of your throat, and he just has to experience that shock of pleasure again. so he uses a hand to push you down until your nose touches his pelvis. you can feel his dick so deep into your throat that tears start to drip down your face, and the image has him shaking

• if jean’s feeling a little nice, he’ll rest his heavy cock on your tongue while you fuck yourself with a dildo that's suctioned to the wall

• enjoys giving oral too; jean isn’t much of a people pleaser and doesn’t give a fuck what anyone thinks of him. but when it comes to you, your pleasure is one of the first things on his mind. so in order to treat you — and only you — eating your cunt is imperative to him <3

• not to mention that jean loves every aspect of it. he melts at the feeling of his tongue on your clit, circling and flicking against it, messing with the hood. he makes sure to absolutely abuse your sweet little bud, closing his lips around it and sucking until you’re close to cumming in just a few minutes. he lets one of his fingers do swirls inside your pussy the entire time, laughing breathily against your clit when you sob out his name and try to rock against his face

• not only does jean like cumming in you, but he likes cumming on you. your face, chest, stomach, thighs — wherever. but his favorite place is right on your pussy

• jean can’t explain it, but something is so hot about it: shooting his cum right against your cunt, not even trying to stuff his cock into your hole first — the thick strings dripping down your clit and sliding in between your folds, getting you all filthy

• he uses the head of his cock to smear the remnants around your opening, lubing it all up until it’s clenching around nothing but his cum

• jean gets hard again in like 2 seconds 💀

• okay, i know everyone depicts this man as a dom, but catch him on a good day and you might be able to change his mind

• not on purpose, of course SMH. jean will start out being on top and acting all tough, but when you manage to take control by pinning him down and grinding against him … oh, how the tables have turned 😈

• edge him and he becomes a rutting mess, panting like a bitch in heat as he moves his hips back and forth, humping his cock into your hand without a thought in his stupid, empty brain

• has a firm hold on your shoulders when you pry your fingers away from his dick, and he just whines in frustration

• the sound makes your pussy go 💢💢💢 DEADASS

• jean also likes having his hair pulled while he sucks on your tits. i mean, it’s long and grown-out for a reason, right? why not tug on it and get his cock a little harder?

REINER

• sweet, sweet man whose love language is physical touch

• tries not to be clingy, but he thrives on physical affection. always likes to have a hand on you. he’ll rest a palm on your leg when you’re watching a movie, or put an arm around you doing pretty much anything else. when walking in public, he likes to have a hand on your lower back or your fingers brushing against one another

• holds your hand while he’s driving. no idea if he even realizes it, but he rubs lil soothing circles onto your knuckles with his thumb

• okay, i know he’s tall and broad so he might not look it, but reiner is such a cuddle bug. he cant get enough of cuddling, EVER

• reiner likes to wipe away your "eye crusties"/“sleep crust” or whatever you prefer to call it. the first thing he does when you wake up in the morning is make you close your eyes so he can gently swipe both thumbs along the inner corners

• lowkey gets irritated if you wipe them away yourself 🧍🏼‍♀️

• one time he tried to get rid of a boner by thinking of two guys kissing but got harder instead

• when reiner was a kid, he was at a party with pieck, bertholdt, porco, and marcel. they were all playing truth or dare when porco dared him to go home. the cringy memory still haunts him

• mentions how scary being a baby must be because you can fall asleep in a crib and then wake up at walmart

• not an early bird or a night owl. he’s just in a permanent state of exhaustion 😁

• the side of his neck is extremely ticklish, and every time you kiss him there, he leans his head into it a bit with a smile because your breath is tickling him

• has the biggest soft spot for animals. don’t take him to the shelter with you because he’ll want to take every cat and dog home with him

• doesn’t laugh often. he usually chuckles softly or exhales a sharp puff of air through his nose whenever he finds something funny. but when he does laugh, OH MY GOD ITS PERFECT. LITERAL MAGIC TO THE EARS — it’s deep, a little rumbly, but still so musical. it could eradicate covid and end world hunger

• films stupid tiktok videos like this with you

• gets embarrassed buying condoms so he goes through self-checkout 😭

• sometimes pulls you into him and slow dances with you while you’re both alone in the house, humming a tune and swaying back and forth <3

• very insecure. not the person to be like “im gonna control you around other men/women because you’ll like them better than me” type of insecure, but more just like… he hates himself. so he doesn’t know how to take compliments :(

• whenever you call him perfect or handsome, reiner’s face flushes, and he gets a little awkward — he fidgets a little and struggles to look you in the face, but it’s so cute!! even though he doesn’t know how to accept it, his eyes are sparkling with SO MUCH LOVE and he wants to murmur thousands of thank yous

• lets you press your cold toes and hands against him to warm them up. if that’s not love idk what is

• always bites his lower lip to suppress his groans. it makes him look so pathetic and innocent

• whispers a soft “oh fuck" whenever he’s about to cum

• doesn’t dom all the time, but when he does, he’s so passionate about it. reiner is completely focused on getting you dripping wet to the point where he’s able to push inside you without any sort of resistance holding him back

• has an affinity for LOUD nasty sex. the type where all you can hear are moans and whines, the squelching of a dripping pussy being plowed into, and the bedframe hitting the wall. can’t get enough of it. the more perverted sounding, the better

• KNIFE PLAY KINK.

• loves to pin your arms above your head as he fucks you in missionary

• one of his worst fears is hurting you, so reiner won’t be rough in bed unless you ask for it. but if you do… LORD HAVE MURTHY 👵 👓 🤏

• he tosses you onto the bed, immediately crawling on top to give you a violent, bruising kiss. marks up every part of your body with hickies and swipes of his tongue. when you try to run a hand through his hair, he pushes it away and pins it down. it’s his “no touching” rule

• reiner is strong as hell, so he can manhandle you into any position without an issue. sometimes he’ll throw you around a little aggressively, but he always apologizes for it <3

• g-spot orgasms are hard to achieve, but reiner draws them from you so easily. his fingers actually make you cum faster than a vibrator would. it’s one of his talents ✨

• and the actual fucking? get ready, because that was just the foreplay 🥴

• this man pushes as deep inside as he can go and grinds your hips together as hard as possible. reiner doesn’t half-ass rough sex; he fucks you in earnest as you cry and whine, struggling to take him, but loving it so so much

• in doggy style, sometimes he’ll put a hand on the back of your neck to keep your head down, pressing your cheek into the mattress. once you’re a begging mess and close to cumming, he grabs you by the hair — with just the perfect amount of roughness — and cranes your head back to make you watch the way his cock pushes in and out of you

• it’s so funny though because he’s a man of duality. he can go from being rough to a brainless little fucktoy. his subby side? so soft and whiny and needy

• reiner has nipple piercings and they’re extremely sensitive. this makes nipple play secretly one of his favorite things

• he’s a little hesitant to admit that, considering the whole feminization of the kink … don’t judge him </3

• you have no idea how much he loves it when you run your tongue over them to feel the cold metal. his body literally shakes and he has to clench his fists to keep himself from writhing too much

• can cum from only his nipples being touched

• degradation kink!! god, reiner can hardly control himself when you call him your “stupid slut” or a “pathetic whore”

• it’s not well established, but reiner has lots of kinks. isayama told me

• reiner always keeps a bottle of advil on hand because sometimes he gets too carried away and your cervix hurts afterward LMAO

• poor guy feels SO bad, but don’t worry, you’re treated to plenty of kisses and orgasms to help with the pain <3

CONNIE

• NOT SUBTLE AT ALL. you can say “don’t look, but that guy over there—" and SWOOP, connie’s head flings back and he stares the person straight in the face

• THIS IS HIM

• it’s on purpose too 😐 he knows damn well it’s not necessary

• STICKS HIS FINGER IN YOUR MOUTH WHEN YOU YAWN JUST TO RUIN IT.

• has the best laugh!! it’s so contagious. but when connie thinks something is really funny?? he cackles like a witch. sometimes it sounds like he’s 2 milliseconds away from getting on a broom stick 🧙 ITS GOOFY

• sometimes he’ll pretend to drop an invisible pair of glasses, and then when he bends down to “pick them up,” he starts twerking

• “jinkies!!! i dropped my glasses… and this fat ass.”

• he also pulls his pants up to his ribcage and tucks his shirt in so he looks like an 80 year old man 👴

• eats handfuls of grated parmesan cheese and makes his animal crackers fight to decide which one will spared

• has at least 15 internet tabs open at all times. straight chaos. his laptop is begging for mercy

• bites you for no reason??? you could be doing homework or something and all of a sudden he’s sneaking in from behind and biting your shoulder

• devours salt and vinegar chips until his tongue hurts. you have to listen to him complain about it until his tastebuds heal

• EVERY TIME connie farts, he looks around like he’s scared and then does an impression of this girl word-for-word

• “did you guys hear that? 😟 im scared 😰 i don’t know what was that guys and i didn’t do that—” KNOWING DAMN WELL HE DID IT

• connie will bark out of nowhere and look at you like his heart is broken until you bark back

• a total lovebug … chaotic, but a lovebug nonetheless!!

• demands kisses all the time. says he thrives off them

• speaking of kisses, connie LOVES giving them!! whenever he gets home from work, he drops all his shit just to grab your cheeks in both of his hands and kiss every inch of your face <3

• always gives you his hoodies to wear. he just likes sharing, okay?? 🙄

• likes holding hands. likes holding hands. likes holding hands. likes holding ha—

• BELIEVE IT OR NOT… connie is a hard dom. HEAR ME OUT 😤

• yes, he’s funny, silly, and has the sense of humor of a baguette. but it makes that personality switch in the bedroom so much more alluring

• connie goes from acting like a total idiot to staring at you with this wicked lopsided grin, shoving you onto the bed and making a show of unlooping his belt

• it’s kinda mean too, because he unbuckles it slowly — just to make you think you have time to apologize for being a brat earlier

• but in reality? connie has already made up his mind. so don’t look confused when he whips his dick out and orders you to kneel at his feet, his tongue running along his front teeth and his dimples showing out of delight

• and connie is such a dick, because he’ll purposely provoke and tease you — waiting until you say something bratty

• his reason for doing so? he now has an excuse to shove your pretty little face up against the wall and force his fat cock into your drippy pussy, punishing your hole while groaning at your pathetic whines

• his movements are always sharp and hasty as he bends you over, pushing deep into you and pumping a good amount of his pre-cum into that perfect pussy — along with a thick load of his seed

• cums a whole bunch too <3

• makes you thank him afterwards 😌

• connie is just so dirty. he wants the nastiest things; wants his fingers wrapped around your neck as he slips into you, wants to watch your face screw up when you let out a strangled cry. wants to shove his fingers into your mouth when your jaw falls half-open during a particularly hard thrust. he wants to leave you bruised, wants you to climax so many times that your pussy is swollen and beat up

• also… edging king 💯 he likes to ruin your orgasms fr

• sometimes connie will stop sucking on your clit just to rest his cheek on your inner thigh and grin — or he stops fingering your pussy, only shrugging when you say you were about to cum. he doesn’t give a fuck. he’s in control of your pleasure, not you

• and it’s crazy, because once everything is said and done, connie is so much more… connie?? like he starts cracking sly jokes and the atmosphere is suddenly so much lighter

• ten minutes later he’s watching tiktoks and nearly pissing himself from laughing like??? pick a side dude, you gonna act tough or what 😭

Mafia Ari 👀 angry? sexy! hot 🥵

Pairing: Mafia!Ari x reader

Warnings: Rough smut, oral (fem receiving), choking, size kink, praise kink, primal play, housewife kink, mentions of canon level violence (not towards reader), protective Ari. Ari is 6'6".

Word count: 1.8K

a/n: Written on my phone, I'll edit it later. Unbeta'd.

Music filters out of your phone on the counter. Dancing in front of the stove, you shrink back from the heat pouring over your face when you open the oven door. The fragrant scents of your garlic roasted chicken drift up, you inhale it with a smile. Ari is going to love this. You’re pairing it with a few of his favorite sides and you can’t wait for him to try your new recipe.

You chuckle softly, remembering the last time you tried something new, he ate every last salty, burned bite of the dish despite your insistence that he didn’t have to.

Closing the door, you turn down the heat, letting everything simmer. All you have to do is finish setting the table and grab his beer out of the fridge. His meeting should be almost over..

You take a step back, smoothing your hands down the front of your dress. He bought it for you a week ago; it fits you perfectly, enhancing your curves and the color is beautiful.

You take two steps away from the stove, turning towards the fridge when a loud bang startles you. It coming from the front of the house. A second loud boom travels throughout the halls, a shriek snakes up your throat, your heart pounds in your chest. You look around frantically, fear slivers down your spine, freezing you in place. Then you hear the rapid rhythmic stomping of something, someone coming down the hall.

You’re about to dive for the gun he has hidden under the table when you hear your name, growled, low and dark in his throat.

You recognize that voice.

You recognize that tone.

Ari.

He storms into the kitchen, and he sucked all the air out of the room with his domineering presence. Your breath hitches in your throat, eyes raking up and down the disheveled man. You’ve seen Ari when he’s angry, but this-this is something different. More primal. His large hands grab the sides of the doorway, his upper body leaning towards you as if he’s physically holding himself back. Small splatters of crimson pepper his white shirt, the stains spreading across his collar.

Ari cracks his neck, the low crunching noise as he rolls his shoulders makes you take a step back. Deep blue eyes travel up your body, past your bare feet to your calves, his lip twitches and his grip tightens, the wood creaking faintly. He continues his perusal of your trembling body, sweeping back and forth cautiously, thoughtfully, as if he’s searching for something.

His solemn gaze land on your face, lingering on your lips before finding your wide eyes. A flash of relief crosses his face before more rage seeps in, enhancing his stunning features. “Run.”

Your brows furrow, licking your dry lips, you scoff out a confused “what?”

Ari stands up straight, his head brushing the top of the doorframe. His deft fingers grasp the front of his shirt and he rips it open, buttons hitting the floor with sharp pings. “Run. Now. Sunshine.”

You can’t.

He’s blocking the only way in and out of the kitchen.

You can’t run.

You study his hands, watching as his shirt flutters to the floor, he pulls off his belt in one swift motion. “Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance to run.”

Your eyes flicker up to his face and your belly drops. He knows you can’t get out here. He knows, and he’s doing this on purpose. Heat, arousal, and anticipation swirl in your fluttering belly before settling between your thighs. Your panties cling to you, drenched.

You take a step back, he follows. Every small step is met with his long, measured stride, slowly unbuttoning his pants, he smirks down at you.

“When I catch you, I don’t think I’ll be able to let you go Sunshine.” His voice is low, gravelly, and taunting.

A predator hunting down his prey.

You keep moving, your chest rising and falling rapidly, unable to tamp down your growing excitement. His bulge getting bigger and bigger every second.

He’s caging you in.

You’re running out of room.

Ari’s purposely advancing on you, his darkening eyes never leaving your face, full pink lips twisted into a devious smirk.

Your foot slips.

“Oh shit Ari-,” you gasp, reaching out to steady yourself. The back of your thighs hit the edge of the table. He crosses the remaining space in two long strides, standing so close you can feel the heat radiating off the large body.

“You really should have run, Sunshine.” His voice deepens, the warning in his tone goes straight to your aching pussy and you clench down. Ari reaches inside his boxers, your knees almost buckle at the sight of his long, thick cock, hard and leaking, a bead of precum rolling off his swollen head.

There’s no time to think, to react. Not with him so fucking close, his cock brushes over your belly, his masculine cologne filling your nose. Ari seems even bigger than usual, towering over you, making you feel petite. Without another word, he spins you around, your hands hitting the table, knocking over the plate you set down earlier. He’s treating your body like it belongs to him, hooking his hand under your thigh, spreading you open.

“Ari-“ his name ends in a soft moan. “Oh fuck-“

Normally he eases you into, takes his time with foreplay, doesn’t fuck you until you’re on the brink of begging. But right now, he can’t wait any longer, twisting your panties to the side, he sends up a silent thanks that you’re so wet for him, he could feel your slick coating your thighs when he grabbed you.

“Such a good girl,” he murmurs, lining his throbbing cock up with your hot, drenched pussy. And he pushes into with one firm stroke, your velvety walls clamping down on him, Ari’s broken groans drowning out your own soft sobs.

Pleasure laced with a sweet burning sensation pulses up your spine. You take in a breath, your hands forming fist as he languidly eases out of you, inch by inch. He slams back into you; the wet sloshing sound resounding in your ears as you stretch to fit his thick cock. He angles up, moving deeper and deeper until he’s in your belly.

“Oh god, oh god oh fuck,” you moan, your chin dropping to your chest, unable to support your own weight as he pounds into you. The fast, controlled pace lets his cock hit that sweet, sensitive spot until your vision blurs with unshed tears.

“It ain’t god making you feel like this sunshine,” Ari states, breathlessly. He stares down at your writhing body, his gaze flickering between your head lolled to the side, mouth slack, and his cock disappearing in and out of your tight cunt. He bends down, his large hand wrapping around your throat, pulling you up until your back is flush with his chest.

“Who’s making you feel good?” There’s a desperation in his voice that you’re not used to, it’s as if he needs to hear his name on your tongue.

“You are-Ari, only you, oh fuck” you breathe, digging your nails into his wrists. This new angle is letting him go even deeper, his hips grinding into you. “Ari, don’t stop, please don’t-“

“I won’t, not until you cum for me. “He drops his head along the curve of your shoulder, nipping your skin

You’re unaware that you’re chanting his name, you don’t think you can take anymore; it feels too good; shards of exquisite sensations swirling up, the pleasure enhanced by the pressure on your throat, you’re getting lightheaded, all you can feel right now is him-Ari, his warm, firm chest through the thin material of your dress, a rough, scarred hand moving up your thigh until the pad of his fingers circles your swollen clit tenderly, a direct contrast to the rough, way he’s fucking you. “I got you, just take it Sunshine, lemme feel you cum on my cock, there ya go.”

You clench down around him, his strokes falter as your orgasm unfurls inside you, an endless sultry white-hot wave of pleasure surges up, rushing across your body. Your body tenses, a thin gasp escaping your lips. Ari fucks you through it until you go limp around him. You would collapse to the tiled floor if he weren’t holding you.

He circles his hips erratic thrusting, once, twice then he groans your name as he spills inside you, relishing in the feel of your fluttering walls around his cock, murmuring soft praises as you pant. He slips out of you, turning your pliant body around and placing you on the table.

“What the fuck was that?” Dropping back, you rest on your elbows, he tears your ruined panties off, putting them in his pocket. “I’m not complaining, but you haven’t gone all cavemen since that night-“ you gesture with your fingers.

A rueful smile tugs at his lips and for a minute he stares down at you, his eyes watching his cum drip out of your swollen pussy. He sighs, carding his hand through his damp locks. You don’t think he’s going to answer; he pulls out the chair and sits in front of you, placing his hands on your thighs. “Some punk thought he could threaten you," he responds quietly.

“Oh,” you respond, trying to keep the amusement out of your voice.

That explains it.

Ari barely tolerates people looking at you. He always says you’re the only light, his sunshine, in his dark, merciless world and he refuses to let anyone take you from him.

You don’t bother to ask what he did to whoever was stupid enough to mention your name in front of your man.

After all you were there when the Drysdale heir thought his legacy could shield him after he smacked your ass at a party.

You didn’t know Ari could toss another grown man through a window until that night.

It was impressive and you thanked him very throughly for protecting you.

"Did you toss this one off a roof or something?" You laugh, raising your eyebrows playfully.

Ari glares at you, but all the heat and rage in his blue eyes are gone, only the possessive love and neediness you’re accustomed to seeing remains. “I may have overreacted.”

You laugh knowing he's not going to tell you what he did, so you turn your attention to charred food on the stove. “Ya think? I hope you weren’t hungry because I’m pretty sure our dinner is burned by now”

“That’s on you for not running.” His sharp retort makes you laugh harder. Ari grumbles under his breath, something about eating until he's full, his hands moving under your ass, lifting you until your pussy is in his face. “I got something better right here.”

“Ari-“ You squeal, his tongue sliding through your messy folds. “Oh you’re filthy.”

“Not my fault your pussy tastes so damn good,” he mumbles, sucking your clit into his mouth, a burst of sensations takes you off guard and your elbows slip, your back hits the table with a soft thud. “Now lay there and let me enjoy my meal.”

Title: Alpha

Pairing: Alpha! Prince!Lloyd Hansen x Omega!Reader

Kink Prompt: Alpha 

Word Count: 1,987

Summary: You try to keep your designation from the crown prince.

Warnings: Noncon/Dubcon, A/B/O, Mating/Heat Cycles, Regency AU, Public Sex, Smut, Darkfic, AU: Dark, Dead Dove: Do not eat, Minors DNI!

A/N: entry number seven, super late, i’m sorry!! i hope you all enjoy. divider by @firefly-graphics​

The goblet crashes against the wall, its contents staining the tapestry deep crimson. You flinch at the sound of it, though you keep your hands folded primly behind you and your eyes trained on the smooth stone floor. You know better than to allow your curiosity free reign, especially here. 

“Is this all you have to offer?” The prince’s sneer is evident in his tone. “Barren, withered stock?” Through your lowered lashes, you see the duke flinch, his fingers tightening around his daughter’s hand. “Your daughter is ten years my senior, Lord Thayne,” he drawls. “And she is a Beta.” Prince Lloyd spits the word out venomously. And though his vitriol is not directed at you, you feel yourself shrink anyway, your fingers tangling nervously in the coarse cotton weave of your plain skirts.

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drapes his jacket over you when he notices you slouching and leaning on your forearm. You’ve definitely fallen asleep when you should be studying and working on your assignment but he’ll let it slide, just this once. (a lie) 

kisses your head and gently runs his long fingers along your back peppering his lips along your neck and arms, doting on you to make sure you don’t get a cold from the ac in the library. (why you chose to sleep under the fan will never cease to confuse him) 

has an album filled with pictures of you sleeping and sets them as his background, alternating between his favorite ones. He claimed to not be the type to obsess over their s/o but how could he not when you’re just so beautiful and loving you is one of the best things he’s ever done? 

Sometimes if he’s feeling generous he’ll finish your work (he’s done it enough that he’s matched your handwriting perfectly but he’ll never admit it) opting for the excuse that you must have completed it before passing out (a lie that loses credibility the more it happens) and when you get a perfect score on the assignment you run into his arms as he congratulates you. (maybe this was all a ploy for your affection) 

“Baby look I got a 100%!” 

“You’re amazing honey, how do you wanna celebrate?” 

Kuroo, Kenma, OSAMU, Suna, Akaashi, Sakusa, Iwaizumi, TSUKISHIMA, Daichi, Oikawa, Kita

❤︎ 𓈒 🩰🦢 * ⊹ ° .  |  BARTENDER!DAICHI

𖥔  CONTENT︙fem!reader. oral mentions (fem receiving), calls reader princess. overstimulation mentions.

BARTENDER!DAICHI that always wears all black; button downs or fitted athletic tees. Either way you could see his black ink of his tattoos swirling across his skin. Everytime he’d meet your eyes and reach for your hand to kiss the back of it, follow it with a soft, “Hey princess.” And everytime without fail, it made your heart and stomach twist. You couldn’t tell if he was being flirtatious for fun or if he was trying to make a good impression before making a move. “The usual?” to which you’d nod.

BARTENDER!DAICHI who gives you free drinks because he’s one of the owners but keeps that on the downlow. But you find out one night when it’s slower and you decided it was harmless to stop by an extra time that week. He’d been surprised to see you, his eyes couldn’t lie. You sat down in front of him and the two of you talked for hours, about anything and everything. It was fun and fluid and best of all, it was easy. Being around Daichi was easy and you knew he was growing on you, or had already grown on you.

BARTENDER!DAICHI who closed the bar early one night, so that he could take you on a date. He’ was nervous despite knowing that there was no reason to be. There’s no reason it wouldn’t go well; he knows you and he knows he’ll have fun. But nonetheless, he picked you up with a restless heart. You looked beautiful and it just made things worse for him. The night was a blur and by the time you looked at your phone, it was almost midnight. “Shit I’m sorry for talking your ear off,” You were a little embarrassed but all he did was shake his head, before clearing his throat and meeting your eyes. “Do you.. wanna come back to my place?” You paused, face growing hot. “Y-yeah.”

BARTENDER!DAICHI who eats you out so well that you see stars, because he’s starving and you taste fucking delicious. You were too good on his tongue to stop, but he did when you pushed his face away. He leaves soft kisses all over your thighs, letting you catch your breath. He whispers quiet apologies against the skin of your neck as he pulls at his belt buckle. Before you knee it, he was pushing into you, big hand pressing down on your abdomen to keep you in place. His head fell forward with a low groan, “Fuuuccck- your pussy feels so fucking good, princess.” To which you responded with a choked moan. He’s so big that you can barely process how deep and how much the stretch his.

BARTENDER!DAICHI who uses your top and bra as leverage to pull you back onto his cock with every thrust, his free hand fisted in the sheets beside your head. He’s convinced that he’s drunk on you by the end of it, struggling to find the strength to pull out when he has the strongest urge to keep fucking you until you pass out. But you’re so overstimulated that he decides to clean you up and take care of you instead. He made you as comfortable as he could, pulling you into his warm body so that you fall asleep on his chest.

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