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໒꒰ྀི｡•̀ᴗ-꒱ྀི 🗞️ hellllooo ml ! thankuu sososo much ♡ ! this is honestly so hot and was vv fun to write gosssh ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)
𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 CURSORY | Toji Fushiguro.
warnings. mdni | f! reader | pwp, nipple playy ( ’cause he has massive yams that are hard to ignore ), riding, spanking + pussy spanks sob, he’s so meeean n’ big, size difference, cunnilingus, fingering, clit biting, creampie, overstimulation, slight praising and degrading. ( wc. 1.2k+ )
A MEAN SWAT CURDLES at the sweet heat between your legs. Shifting in ache, your thighs tweeze together, only to be quickly pinched at,
“No no. keep em’ nice n’ wide f’me baby,” The man sitting splayed between you flickers a taut grin, “Werent you just begging for this pussy to be disciplined? So keep those fuckin’ legs open.” His grunt doesn’t help but add to the tenstisty of his words.
But Toji was right.
Each tingle patting at your – now, puffy, swollen lips made your pussy warm with a slick web, practically drooling a faucet of water when he’d give your bundle of nerves a pinch too. Catching the pearly bud between teeth and latching on, giving a good lap around ‘till your thighs threatened to pop his head right off his shoulders…
[[MORE]]Chewing at your bottom lip, “One more… please?—” You whine and he smirks.
Winding his palm back, he releases a harsh whack to your clit. It shoots a throb right up your spine and mushes your brain into frivolity. Just how you scoured for.
Not knowing much to begin with, but this felt damn good! And it surprises him too, watching his pretty girl ache for something he’d think you would try to crawl away from… but watching how your cute hips twitch and turn for more, he can’t help but feel his cock stiffen up even harder! Bulbous tip even oozing like a gutted drain.
“Such a naughty girl.” Searching for that cruel intent flicking at your sweetest regions until you puddled beneath him, he finds it. Quickly.
Finding that slick webbing so lewdly between your legs once more and giving the soft flesh a good spank. You twist in his vice, even flashing down big doe eyes but your mouth waters in contrary. That scrutinizing ache glorying over pretty features reminded him one of a puppy too. Eyes innocent and larger – you were damn good at begging for what you wanted, and he’d ease you with a gentle rub, falling right into it; soothing the tight bundle of nerves throbbing at his mean persistence.
Shading into red, you didn’t notice how limp you’ve gone either, thinking the numbing only tingled between your legs.
Body trembling above his now – his strong arms latch around your waist to help you steady into his naked lap, “We’ll get back to that– you just look mighty good right now and my dick is hurtin’.” And thick meat prods below you, teasing at the sappy entrance you wind with.
Like a magnet.
“Fuck baby…” His words draw out with a long drawl, watching carefully how his cock sinks into you – watching how you drop down to take him entirely.
Too much though! You still couldn’t find space for him no matter how much you tried to shimmy into his lap, pussy still too tight for his might girth! and your chest falls right into his at the hefty packing.
… Oh.
Hard peaks press into each other and it catches you both. His body jolts slightly at the soft tease of your breast gliding across his; hard nipples catching each other in the entanglement.
Toji didn’t think his toes would kick into the sheets, but as sensitive as he was, he catches his bottom lip between his teeth.
Beneath your palms are warm but his skin bumps with a trail, “Toji…” Creamy twins with faint blue veins running along them like cooling streams you could just wash your face in throb.
His pecs are strong and large enough to grab a good handful with.
Tempting.
His brow hooks in as your hand begins to glide up, a sneaky thumb covering the area that broke into a pinkish shade.
Toji groans again.
“What’re you up to?” He still lets you explore. Not minding how you enjoyed to with his body… you give a breathless giggle, “They’re hard like mine…” Was he blushing? “I like when you squeeze mine when mine are hard…” Your thumb swipes across him, watching how the pebbled peaks toing.
“… do you do too?” Your pointer and thumb tweak like wrench, before his gasp could fall to your ears, you catch his mouth with yours, eating up that moan he so rarely spews out. And you knew he was enjoying the sweet taste of nectarous lotion and salt as you played with him. Even feeling his cock throb deep inside of you; your fleshy barrier began to mold to his size, yet still unable to cope with a cock from beyond, you writhed around him, squeezing so tightly like you were trying to milk him from everywhere…
Toji latches firm hands around your two doughy globes, giving your ass a good squeeze before swatting the taut flesh in response.
You eat each other’s mutterings.
Bodies slipping together, you let your tits bounce against his — too needy now, letting hard peaks prod every time you rolled your hips to feel more of him poke up inside of you.
But the motions were clumsy. Still needed to work on your knees, but he couldn’t care, not one damn bit, it was god damn hot watching you explore like this. A damn freak he might say… the clouding thought wisped at the back of his head, you really were!
Tasting drool that left your lips as your mind was driven to the edge, unable to cope. The Fushiguro adored it.
… This turned him on fast – too fast! Now parts of him tingled and numbed as well…
He adored it so much, his cock pumped hard and then slammed his hips up to catch yours; stiff nth inch cock meat shot straight up into your fluttering warmth with finality, almost worming his way into your womb… you held still, gasping against his mouth as tits sloshed together messily…
Not only did your breast look freezing, but you also froze your movements to swallow up the pulse bulges of thick cum making its way in you.
Toji’s cock swells up almost an inch bigger as he directly splatters rope after rope of steaming, hot cum across your gummy walls… Your body contracted violently in response but also as your own high ripped through you, far stronger than was normal. Assuming all vulnerable parts of you were smothered with his added to the cries of bliss ringing out – all loud and long and clear, and it was all music to him.
Catching your tongue, “You’re a little freak, you know that?” His smile was wide and shark-like, bearing his dagger-sharp incisors ‘till you caught your breath…
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“Looks like we’ll be trapped here for a while….” Eight murmured, pressing his palm flat against the solid wall of debris that blocked the exit to the network of caves they were currently stuck in.
[[MORE]]Ain’res silently cracked an emergency flare and let it roll on the ground. “I’ve already contacted ground forces for evac.” The chiss agent patted the dirt and sat down, drawing his knees up to his chest. “Nothing left to do but wait, I guess.” He shivered, rubbing the bare arms outside of his turtleneck top.
Eight caught himself staring. Ain’s crimson eyes glowed in the fire of the torch, alluring in their intensity and framed by long, plush lashes that made them impossible to not be hypnotized by. Speaking from experience, he had been distracted by them on many a mission. This…was one of them. His back to the wall of stone, huddled, Ain’res looked small, vulnerable…delicate. Beautiful.
And more than that, in need of good company and warmth. Eight’s breath came out of him in a fog. This cave sported a chill; they had time to spare before Imperial forces caught up to them, and he had no intention of wasting his energy on scrabbling at the cave-in. No, rather, there was someone whose needs he’d rather see met in this rare time they had together, finally alone, hidden away from the politics of the Sith and the ever eternal war that raged over their heads.
Eight slowly slid in next to Ain’res, who looked at him quizzically. Suddenly, he tensed. Eight’s fingers slipped past his belt, loosening it and undoing the fly. Their eyes met. Ain’res paused, then nodded. He snaked his fingers past his waistband, their cold touch eliciting a shiver from the other as he trailed them against his bare hip, agonizingly slow. Toying with the elastic, Eight pulled it back further–then let it snap against cerulean skin, leaving red marks on blue.
“Ah,” Lust awakened within Ain’s gaze, mirroring Eight’s own hunger in his pools of scarlet. He sucked in a breath, watching Eight’s deft fingers dance down to his thighs. He gripped the supple flesh hard between his fingers. Ain’res instinctively pressed into his possessive touch.
“Are you going to play around all day, or do I have to take charge?” Ain’res said breathlessly, a slight pant entering his mocking voice as Eight stroked and rubbed his sensitive areas.
“Easy,” Eight drawled, answering with a sharp smack to Ain’res’ plump ass. “I’m getting there.”
He leaned in, meeting the other’s lips with his own, savoring the mmmh he elicited from Ain’res as they explored one another’s hot, slick mouths, thick with saliva and want. Fangs scraped against tender lips, biting, tasting. His teasing touch turned more aggressive. A free hand slid past Ain’res shirt as the other ventured deeper, feeling up the sinewy, lean length of his body, tracing his scars that he knew better than a star map, trailing torturously from rib to breast as Ain trembled beneath him. He circled his nipple, the flesh goosebumping from his touch. It formed a stiff peak beneath his palm. He pinched it hard.
Ain’res moaned in his mouth, the sound dirty and loud and barely stifled by their tongues overlapping sloppily with one another. Eight lapped up his voice like warm milk, growing hard in his groin at the noise.
Encouraged, he found Ain’res’ member, already leaking wetness within his pants and half-hard. He thumbed his tip, smirking at the full-body shudder that ran through Ain’res like a live wire as he ran a finger along his shaft, then wrapped a firm hand around his length.
Ain’res gasped as he began to stroke him off, his rhythm pumping from methodically even to fast and furious as he milked high-pitched whines and moans out of his partner at record speed, ramping up until Ain’res pleas were all that filled the cave. The chiss twitched against him, helpless to this onslaught of sensations. Still, Eight did not let up until Ain’res’ full body shook with the intensity of his barrage, his face coming to be buried in his shoulder, hands white-knuckling his shirt. “Please,” He might as well have screamed, given how his voice in pleasure echoed off the cavern walls.
“I’ve got you,” Eight whispered huskily into his ear, even as his partner’s whines turned to frantic pants and half-sobs, “I’ve got you. Come for me, baby.” As if to stir him on, or keep him there trapped with his need, he pressed Ain’res up against his body, one hand directing him by the small of his back, where he could feel every shake and vibration.
“Fuck,” Ain’res gritted his teeth through shuttered breaths, even as every nerve in him cried out for release. His anus clenched, longing to be filled. “Not yet, need–”
Eight nosed past his dark hair, gentle and slow, nudging past the locks braided with gold. Ain’res inhaled shakily as he felt his lips ghost the sensitivity of his neck, pressing a soft kiss to his collarbone that set AIn’res alight with confused desire within. The gesture was so caring, so unexpected, that the next feeling of sharp fangs biting down hard into delicate flesh, sinking into his skin and driving him mad with the pain had AIn’res screaming his name. White-hot loads shot out of the chiss as he came into Eight’s palm with a loud cry, a violent tremor that left him out of breath as the tension exited his body. He slumped against Eight, scarlet eyes fluttering closed as Eight stroked the small of his back, hushing him.
After a beat had passed, the chiss readjusted against his stained chest. “Fuck you,” Ain’res mumbled in hazy Cheunh, a purplish blush coloring his cheeks, even as his ass remained bare and out in the open.
“Mm. Next time.” Eight had a nexu’s grin.
They were still stuck here, after all.
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Oral Fixation + Bokuto
CHARACTERS: Bokuto Kotaro x GN!reader
A/N: THIS IS NSFW CONTENT, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. NSFW is under the cut.
WARNINGS: GN!reader, oral fixation, titty sucking (m. receiving), dom/sub dynamics, reader’s nicknames (baby, sweetheart)
WORD COUNT: 775
You were watching a movie in bed with Bokuto, head leaning against his chest so you could cuddle. You were having a pretty bad day so far and you had just gotten home. What you wanted more than anything was to cuddle up to the one person in your life you knew could make you feel better. One of his arms wrapped around your shoulders, hand resting on your waist to pull you closer to him. You glanced up at Bokuto’s face, satisfied to see him fully engrossed with the movie.
You began sneaking your hands up his shirt, dancing your fingertips along his beefy figure. Goosebumps formed along his muscled torso, his warm skin heating your cold hands as you skated further up his midriff. You continued sneaking glances up at him. his eyes were focused on the tv, but they were a little glassy and not seeming to actually focus on the tv. His attention was honed in on your fingers movements along his body, feeling him up.
[[MORE]]“Bo,” you spoke softly, breaking him out of his trance as he tilted his head to look down at you, “Can I?” He directed his attention to your hand under his shirt which was placed on his pec, finger tapping gently to get his full attention.
“Of course. C’mere baby,” Bo said, sitting up against the headboard of the bed to pull his shirt off. The corded muscles underneath his skin flexed and relaxed as he worked his shirt off and scooted back against the headboard. You could feel your mouth begin to water at the prospect of being able to fully relax against Bokuto, feel his warm skin against you, comforting you.
You moved from your place on the bed to straddle Bokuto’s thick thighs. One of your arms was wrapped behind Bokuto’s back, keeping him from slipping out of your grasp. Your other arm wrapped underneath where his arm connected to his shoulder, allowing you to rest your palm on his shoulder. His hands landed on your thighs, rubbing them up and down gently before sliding his right hand up to your hip. His large left hand moved to the back of your head and you allowed him to guide your head down to his chest.
“Open up,” he murmured quietly to you and you obliged, letting your tongue loll out of your mouth. Your hot breath fanned over his pec, his brown nipples becoming pebbly from the stimulation. Your lips wrapped around his nipple, sucking it as far into your mouth as you could. As your mouth made contact with his nipple, he let out a content hum, the vibrations traveling from inside his chest to tickle your lips. “That’s it, sweetheart.”
You closed your eyes as you continued to suckle on Bokuto’s nipple, getting yourself more comfortable. You could feel it—the strain in your back seemed to ease up, same with the uncomfortable tension in your legs. Bo’s hands rubbed the expanse of your back, his large hands emitting so much warmth.
You could feel the tingle of arousal spark in your lower tummy but you chose to not inform Bo, allowing both you and him to enjoy your time relaxing together. His breathing was beginning to pick up slightly while yours began slowing down, mind feeling fuzzy and warm.
Your thoughts drifted from your bad day at work to Bokuto laying underneath you. With his arms wrapped around you and keeping you pressed up against his body, you felt so safe and warm. You knew how much strength lay dormant throughout his body, how hard he pushed himself during volleyball as well as working out and training. He was capable of so much damage but you knew he would always keep you safe with that same strength.
Laying in the same position for so long, your body was feeling a little cramped so you shifted further down from your position on Bokuto’s lap. As you did, he inhaled sharply, not prepared for you to move on his lap. As you did, you could feel that his cock was slightly hard in his sweats.
You snaked your hand out from under his body, bringing it between the two of you to cup his hardening cock. “Bo,” you murmur, looking up from his crotch to make eye contact. He hums to let you know he’s listening, looking deep into your eyes as his hands grab softly at your hips and ass. With a tilt of your head, you lean forward to whisper into his ear faintly. “You’ve been taking care of me all day. Can I help take care of you, too?”
© softmitsuya 2021
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KWNWKW TYYY and good morning to you!!! askaj other boys who’d cum just from nipple play?1?1?1 hmm bokuto absolutely he’s so sensitive there, kenma defff, ermm armin anddddd tamaki !!
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Okay so… he doesn’t fuck her because I am mean :3 Hopefully this still fits what you were looking for.
K. Bakugo x F! Reader
Warnings for: Nipple play, pain play, markings, jealousy, possessiveness.
[[MORE]]You hadn’t thought it was such a big deal at the time.
Living with your boyfriend, Katsuki, and his best friend, Kirishima, had come with some challenges. The biggest one being that there was only one bathroom in the small apartment. It normally wasn’t an issue, not until Kirishima had needed to use the bathroom before his hero shift while you were in the shower. It had been fine, the shower and the music drowning him out while he did his business. Aside from him asking it was like he hadn’t been there at all.
Apparently your boyfriend didn’t see it that way, however.
“Kirishima was in the same room as you?” His voice is dangerously low as you tell him the story, expecting him to laugh with you. “While you were naked?” His red eyes turn hard in the light of your bedroom, and you can sense a warning in the room.
“Technically, yeah, but it’s not like he could see me. I mean I barely even heard him there,” You’re not sure why you’re so dismissive of Katsuki when you can tell he’s not in a good mood but the words slip out unbidden anyways.
“So that pervert could have been doing anything in there?” The thought hadn’t even occurred to you. This was your home, where you lived with two pro heroes. If you weren’t safe here then you could be safe nowhere.
“Are you really suggesting your best friend might have done something… unsavory while in the room with me?” The harsh snap of your voice makes Katsuki back down for a moment, but he rolls himself over on top of you in the next. Perhaps arguing in bed hadn’t been your smartest idea, but then again you hadn’t expected it to come to an argument. He holds himself above you, his weight barely resting on you. But with how much larger he is than you there’s nowhere to look but his face. He dwarfs you in every way. So you do the only thing you can think to do- defiantly jut your chin up and stare him down.
“I think any man would have to be a fool not to see how attractive you are,” He leans down as he speaks, pressing himself into your neck, licking a hot stripe up it, “I think you’re enough to drive even the best man a little crazy.” Between the tone of his voice, and his words you can feel yourself growing wet under him. You’ve never been good at resisting Katsuki. This time is no different, and his victory is all but ensured when he sucks a mark onto where your shoulder meets your neck, making you whimper.
He takes this as consent, as a plea. He sits back just enough to tug the shirt of his you had worn to bed off of you, exposing your naked chest to his hungry gaze. His nimble fingers make their way to your breasts, tugging at your nipples until they’re stiff peaks. You hook your legs around his waist, expecting him to move lower in his ministrations, as he usually does, but the predatory look in his eyes tells you this might not be such a normal night for the two of you.
“Look at you, whining like a little slut while I play with these,” He hisses out at you, and you can feel your skin heat up in embarrassment. He didn’t use these types of words. At least, not with you, your nervous brain whispers. You don’t have time to dwell on the thought, however, when his fingers twist your nipples to the point of pain and it brings you back to the present.
“Katsuki, please!” He’s right- you are whining now. But you can’t help it. The pain sings under your skin, bringing lust burning through you. Katsuki seems to understand this, his fingers backing off just enough for blood to rush forward. He leans back over, keeping one side free, sucking another hickey onto your neck, just as his fingers come back up to pinch and pull at your nipple.
You can feel your cunt clench around nothing, hands coming up to grab at his shoulders. You don’t push him away, no, you bring him closer into you. You can feel your nails dig into his shoulders, and distantly you think you might hear him huff out in a bit of pain. You can’t think straight now though, not with the way he plays your body so easily. Somewhere in it all you’ve begun to rock up against his hard cock, trying to rub your pussy onto it for any sort of stimulation where you want it most.
“Nuh uh, brat, none of that tonight,” Katsuki says with a warning tone in his voice. His hips pull back, just far enough that you can’t get any sort of feel on them. You throw your head back with a groan, but it just causes your boyfriend to laugh. “I’m going to mark you up so well that everybody knows who you belong to. Even shitty hair-”
“And if you get off on that, so be it.”
You think you should argue, to try to reassure him that it doesn’t matter if you’re marked up- you’re his and only his. But then his lips wrap around your right nipple, sucking it in between his teeth, just as he flicks hard on the left one and all coherent thought leaves your brain. You can feel the knot in your stomach tightening, so close and yet so far from where you want to be. Tears prick at your eyes as he rolls the sensitive bud around with his tongue, before switching sides. His one free hand is holding you back, pressing on your shoulder just enough to keep you open for him.
He keeps you like this for what you think might be hours, stuck in a limbo of pleasure and pain, never quite getting to where you need it to be. He ignores your whimpered please to touch you where you want it most, to rub your clit in only the way he can. Your nipples grow sore and raw under his assault, and he’s still made him to leave hickeys all over your chest. You barely notice when he stops, sitting back on his haunches to admire his work.
“I suppose you’ve earned something, taking this punishment so well,” You don’t register what his words really mean though, until you feel one of his hands drag your now soaked underwear to the side, and one long finger enters you with no resistance. As soon as his palm makes contact with your clit you’re cumming- hard and wet and loud. You cum with a scream, clenching down so lightly on his finger your start to go light headed. Katsuki watches you with a sadistic grin on his face, looking ever so smug and proud of how he’s broken you down. Once you’ve come back down to yourself, limbs shaking slightly, does he remove his finger from you, putting your underwear back into place. He flops down onto the bed besides you, smiling down at you like this was a completely normal occurrence between the two of you. You curl yourself into his side on instinct, your eyes already fluttering shut. Sleep tries to overtake you so quickly you almost miss the last thing he says.
“Let that be a lesson to you. Your body is mine.”
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ngh yes godd, I love the thought of Richie just playing with Eddie like that, like his body completely belongs to him. And he does it so casually too, just pulling his shirt up and playing with his nipples whenever they’re hanging out together, it hardly even feels sexual, Richie is so laid-back about it, just lazily pinching on them until they’re erect and aching under his touch, and Eddie’s gasping.
And UGH the idea of them doing it on the beach. Richie knows all these paparazzi are around trying to get pictures of them, but that doesn’t stop him from sliding over to Eddie and sucking on his nipples. Even when Eddie makes an embarrassed noise and tries to push him away. The pictures obviously wind up all over the internet and people go out of their minds over them, but Richie doesn’t care. Also the idea of Richie pinching Eddie’s nipples when they’re out at dinner as a small punishment. I love this, again doing it again in front of everyone, not caring who sees him play with his boy.
Eddie’s nipples get so much attention from Richie, they’d almost always be puffy and sore, made worse when Richie decides to clamp them, which he does at home sometimes, with a small delicate chain connecting them. And to make it even worse, he’ll tighten the clamps until Eddie’s in so much delicious pain, and when Richie finally takes them off, he licks at the tender buds gently, lapping at them until Eddie comes from that alone, shivering and on the verge of tears.