Aahh! I Can't Believe You Did My Request!! Lysmm😭😭 - Yes Its V 😁

You sit on his broad back as he does push-ups. You almost jumping up as he tirelessly rams his hands up and down on the floor. You mewl as there is not sight of him finishing. getting bored, doing nothing, But holding his shoulders for support. Feeling your legs numb from sitting on him, you try to get off, but he growls every time you try to escape from him.

"Be a good girl and stay still."

-> SAKUSA, Osamu, IWAIZUMI, daichi, aone, KYOTANI, KAGEYAMA, USHIJIMA.

You are underneath him as he gives you a kiss every time he bends down. He gives you like three kisses in one second as his palms unconsciously move to fell your plump lips on his. He is not going to stop anytime soon as you whine that you have a lot of other things to do, but you are trapped in his arms as his muscular tighs press against your legs.

"My legs feel tired, when you are not underneath them"

-> OIKAWA, atsumu, aran, nishinoya, HINATA, BOKUTO, kita, KOMORI.

You are sitting on his legs giving him an access to freely lift himself up. His shirt is off as you have a chance to stare at his toned-up abs. Your lips are in a kissable way. You wanted him to kiss you while doing his work-out, but he being a jerk wanted you to suffer. As he was lifting his body, he would get too close to your face but before you could kiss each other, he would back away, smirking.

"Greedy, are we?"

-> KUROO, SUNA, matsukawa, semi, TSUKISHIMA, yaku, akaashi, hanamaki.

craving some domestic relationship fics w bakugo where reader is the best mother in the world bc I dont have one in my life

Devils roll the dice. Angels roll their eyes (Chapter 1)

Of course, you always knew that the angel and devil on people's shoulders can manifest into a physical form. But you didn't expect it to happen to you. And most of all, you didn't think they'd be so sexy.

Pairing: Sukuna x Reader (female) x Yuuji Genre: Urban Fantasy AU, fluff, smut Word Count: 7k Playlist: Angel and Devil Warnings: 18+, smut, threesome, poly, oral, fingering, creampie, anal. Mentions of a car accident in the past. Religious themes, sacrilege. Yuuji is an angel, and Sukuna is a demon. They will have a romantic and sexual relationship with reader and each other. All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

Thank you so much to my sweet friend @tinymaru for giving Yuuji and Sukuna their angel and devil look in the header! Love you!

This story is my contribution to the Heaven and Hell collab. Thank you so much to the lovely @semisgroupie for hosting this amazing collab! Also: Happy Birthday to you, Venus!!

They appear at your table without warning.

One moment you're wallowing in self-pity, wiping away some tears while taking a sip from the comfort-milkshake you ordered for yourself here in the slightly shabby diner you always go to after work when you're close to breaking down. And the next moment, you become aware of two tall figures stopping in front of your table.

You look up in confusion and slight alarm. What the fuck is it now? Not enough that you had a stressful day at work with two customers yelling at you on the phone while you had to stay friendly and professional, your shitty coworker ratting you out to your boss about a mistake you made, and that boss telling you that you have to take one more shift because your department is horribly understaffed. And now it looks like you're gonna get robbed or something in this shitty diner. Just great!

You're too done to even be scared as your gaze lands on the two strangers who dare to add even more problems to your already stressful day.

You blink in confusion. They look so much alike that they are probably twins, definitely brothers. Pastel pink hair, almost identical haircut, tall, buff body, very attractive. But as much as they look alike, they also give off very different vibes.

One of them is wearing all white. The other all black. One of them is smiling brightly. The other is glaring at you menacingly and has black tattoos lining his handsome face. One of them has honey-colored eyes that look golden somehow, and the other has maroon-colored eyes that seem to glow red.

It doesn't make sense. One of them appears bathed in a golden light while the other is standing enveloped in shadows. How is this possible? Is it a trick of the light? But the rest of the diner looks just like always.

Maybe you are finally losing your mind.

The smiley one in white lifts a tan hand in a little wave, and his smile grows even brighter. He looks like some college jock or something. Very handsome, dressed in sporty clothes, a soft-looking white hoodie, skinny white jeans, and matching white sneakers with gold-colored shoelaces. It suits him and accentuates his athletic build.

"Heyy, (y/n)! Did you have a rough day at work again, sweetheart? Can we join you, please? We're here to help!"

His voice is warm and pretty.

Pictures appear before your mind's eye: Honey and sunshine, gold wrappers around caramel chocolate, soft candlelight on a romantic date.

You furrow your brow in confusion. Why do you describe a stranger's voice in such a poetic way? Where is this coming from? And why does he act like he knows you?

You look directly into his eyes, realizing that he really has golden eyes. Are those contact lenses? And what does he mean, they are here to help you?

"Um...who are you?"

You hear an annoyed-sounding huff, and your gaze snaps to the guy in the elegant tailored black suit. His glowing red eyes bore into yours, making you feel strangely naked as if he can not only see through your clothes but also through your skin and flesh and see right into your heart and soul. It's a creepy feeling. You shiver slightly, unconsciously hugging yourself.

But you can't look away from him, as scary as he is. You imagine this is what it feels like to be trapped in a Venus flytrap. Knowing you will get devoured but still being attracted to the seductive scent of nectar that lured you in with the temptation of the most delicious meal you ever laid your eyes upon.

His muscular arms are crossed in front of his broad chest while he musters you as if you really are a mere fly. His voice is low and velvety, sounding somehow inappropriately erotic even though his reply isn't sexual in any way.

"What does it look like? We are your angel and your devil."

The same thing that happened when the guy in white talked to you happens again: Pictures appear in your mind. Dark red silk sheets, red neon lights, lovers entangled in a passionate embrace, a fire crackling in a fireplace, a juicy red apple offered on a plush velvet pillow. Temptation incarnate.

You realize that you moved closer to the edge of the bench. Closer to him. Your eyes widen in shock, and you grab the table tightly to stop yourself from moving.

His words slowly begin to register. Your eyes widen, and your mouth falls open in a surprised gasp.

"What? But..how? Why? How come I never saw you before? I...I thought I didn't have an angel and devil..."

The guy in black, your devil, you assume, clicks his tongue, raising his eyebrows while he lifts one elegant hand and inspects his slightly pointy black nails, looking so arrogant and annoyed but also sexy as hell. Literally.

A hysterical-sounding chuckle escapes your lips. But you fall silent when your devil speaks up again in his low, seductive voice:

"There was no use to show ourselves. Trust me, I didn't ask for this. I'm pretty busy ruling my circle of hell. I don't even know why I had to be bothered with something mundane like looking after a human anyways."

His little rant gets interrupted by the one with the golden glow around him. Your angel. He laughs softly, sounding sweet like cotton candy at Disney Land on a beautiful summer day.

His hand lands on the devil's arm, smacking it lightly. Tan, golden skin on black fabric, casting a warm glow over the shadows that seem to gather around your devil.

"Oh, please, don't act so almighty. I bet you are pretty bored down there on your lonely throne. I heard there's not much going on in the seventh hell circle apart from that river of blood."

He turns to you with a cute smile on his pretty face:

"I'm glad to finally meet you again, (y/n)! I've been watching over you for several years now. Can you recall your 18'th birthday when you got into that car accident? Maybe you remember me."

A memory comes to you. Lying in the wrecked car, waiting for help to come or for death. And suddenly, a soft glow. A feeling of peacefulness and safety washing over you. A warm hand holding yours, soothing words whispered to you, comforting golden light in the middle of the night.

A reassuring smile, pink hair, and a golden halo on top, something feathery soft brushing against your arms. A sensation of being wrapped in love and hopefulness.

"It's ok, sweetheart. Help is on the way. They'll be here any minute now. I'll stay with you until then. You'll be ok, I promise you. I got you. Just look at me. You're doing great. You want to live, right, sweetie? And you will. I love you so much, don't forget me, ok? Maybe we'll meet again."

You thought it had just been your delirious mind, high on adrenalin, confused from the shock.

"Wait.. so that was real? Are you...what? My guardian angel?"

"Yep, that's me! Yuuji, your guardian angel! I mean, it's my second job. We have a bit of a staff shortage since the world population has been increasing so much. So you only get one angel for all your needs and not several ones. I'm also the angel to guide your conscience. That little guy on your shoulder."

He looks at you with his big golden eyes, nodding and smiling, looking as if what he just told you isn't the craziest thing you have ever heard. Staff shortage in heaven, huh?

And describing himself as the little guy on your shoulder when nothing about him is little. He is tall and muscular, the glow surrounding him making him look ethereal, so powerful that it should be terrifying but instead makes you feel safe and protected.

Your mind is still struggling to accept that you met the angel and devil on your shoulder in the flesh. They really exist! Of course, you know that supposedly everyone has them, and some people meet the manifestations of them. You have even seen people accompanied by their angel and devil, but somehow they never looked so...so beautiful! They just looked like regular humans. Maybe only the people they belong to can see their true form?

Your angel, Yuuji, takes a step towards you. You can feel his aura. It's like feeling the sun coming out and warming you after shivering in the cold. It's like that sudden spark of hope you get when you receive good news. It feels like comfort and safety and love, and you almost start crying because it's so beautiful.

Your hands twitch and move forward out of their own accord. Before you can stop yourself, you tentatively touch Yuuji's hand with your fingertips, giving in to the need to touch this comforting aura. You feel warm and soft skin under your fingertips.

The angel laughs, a lovely sound like sunlight and diamonds glittering on wedding rings made of pure gold.

He turns his hand, so his palm is looking upwards, and he can take your hand in his and intertwine your fingers. His touch is gentle and reassuring. You remember it. It helped you in the darkest and loneliest moments of your life when you were lying in that car, so sure, there was no hope left until he appeared and wrapped you in his love.

A choked sob escapes your lips as tears gather in your eyes, and you tighten your hold on Yuuji's hand.

He squeezes your hand gently.

"Aww, I'm sorry, this must be a lot for you right now, sweetheart."

You are barely able to nod while staring at your hand in Yuuji's bigger one. You are holding hands with an angel!

"Y..yes.. this is kinda crazy."

A mocking-sounding laugh makes you turn your head towards your devil who's watching you with a rude look in his pretty eyes, which sparkle like rubies.

"Are you always this slow, princess?"

What is his problem? What did you do to piss him off that much? Your initial fear is forgotten, and you glare back at him.

"Are you always this grumpy?"

His red eyes flicker suddenly. They already looked devilish a moment ago, but now they are blazing with neon red fire. Your hand tightens its hold on Yuuji's. Maybe it wasn't the wisest decision to argue with a Lord of Hell. You are really grateful that your guardian angel is here too!

But to your utter astonishment, all the devil does is laugh softly before sliding into the booth and sitting down on the bench across from you. He places his elbows on the sticky table, resting his chiseled chin on one hand as he smirks smugly at you, eying you so intensely that it makes your skin crawl. He looks at you like a cat looks at a new plaything, a little mouse or bird it can toy with before it eats it.

His low voice is a sexy purr, seductive, making you lean towards him despite the fear you feel.

"I am Sukuna, your devil, and the one you should always listen to. I'll explain this only once, so you better listen closely, my dear:

I assume you are at least familiar with the concept of every human getting assigned a personal angel and demon, right? Our job is to guide your conscience. Some people never meet their angel and devil in the flesh because there's no need for it. They just go on about their boring everyday lives without much ado. Others meet their angel and demon at some point in their lives because a situation calls for it. And that's the case with you."

Somehow he's so close to you now, and one of his large hands reaches out to cup your chin with his thumb and index finger. You are mesmerized by his glittering red eyes, the black lines adorning his pretty face, his seductive voice, and the arrogant, sexy smirk on his pink lips.

The lips which are so close to yours now that you can feel his warm breath caress your skin when he continues to talk:

"There's only so long we can sit something out. But your constant worrying and obsessing over your job situation made it necessary for us to manifest in the mortal world. So now we're here at your disposal, unfortunately."

The last part is breathed against your lips, almost sounding like a moan, making you press your thighs together as your lips part in a soft groan, causing them to touch your devil's sinfully soft lips, sharing an accidental, almost-kiss that sends sparks through your body.

He pulls away with an evil grin on his handsome features, leaning back against the backrest of the bench, looking so conceited that it's infuriating.

You lick your lips and clear your throat feeling a bit dizzy. But Yuuji's strong warm hand squeezes yours gently, and it helps you focus again. Your angel joins you on the bench now, sitting next to you, sliding so close that you can feel his body heat next to you, warm and comforting.

You give him a grateful smile before looking at your devil again.

"Ok, thanks for the explanation. But um, look, I don't want to sound ungrateful, but why exactly are you here, Sukuna? Wouldn't it be better to only have an angel who guides us, humans? So we would make the righteous decisions?"

"That's not how it works, princess. What would hell be like if everyone made the right decisions and behaved themselves? We need souls down there too."

"Oh, that sounds extremely trustworthy, of course. Yep, I'll definitely listen to your advice now."

He sighs at your sarcastic reply, but you see the amusement in his ruby eyes. The devil seems to enjoy this situation a lot more than he claims to do. Maybe it's really boring in his circle of hell.

"Trust me, I'm not planning to drag you into hell with me. You already sound like a real brat. I wouldn't want that around me all the time! And my advice is useful. An angel will tell you to put others first, but a devil like me will help you fight for your own goals."

Next to you, Yuuji laughs softly, but his laugh sounds happy, genuinely amused, and good-natured.

"Sukuna is right. You can benefit from your devil's conviction. That's what this is about, after all. There are always two sides to everything. And we help you find the way that's best for you. Hey, can we order something now? Those milkshakes and burgers look delicious! I always miss human food when I'm not here!"

His pretty face is alight with excitement, golden eyes sparkling happily, sunshine smile making him look so beautiful that you can only stare at him with a warm feeling spreading through your chest and butterflies beginning to set flight in your belly.

"Of course, I'll order all the milkshakes and burgers you want, my sweet angel. You can have anything you want."

You blink in confusion. Why did you say that? Sukuna's laughter carries to your ear, and his amused, sexy drawl:

"And you thought only the demon would be dangerous, hm? Well, darling, your angel boy here is a hazard too."

At the same time, Yuuji exclaims loudly:

"Oh good Lord, I am sorry! Did I use some angel power? I didn't mean to! I'm so sorry, sweetheart! You don't have to buy anything for me! I have my own money!"

Angel power? Making you want to buy things for him and kneel in front of him to worship him and offer all your belongings to get a bit of his heavenly love? Wow.

Your life will definitely be a lot more interesting from now on, with your angel and devil by your side.

But Yuuji and Sukuna manifested here to help you, right? And you really could use some advice when it comes to your problems at work.

Also, they look really cute when they both sip on their milkshakes, vanilla for Yuuji, and maraschino cherry for Sukuna. And very pretty. And so sexy. You can't stop staring at them.

Whoever is in charge of assigning an angel and devil to a human did a fantastic job when deciding you'd get such gorgeous messengers of heaven and hell!

"So, are you gonna be here all the time? My apartment isn't that big, you know?"

It's a strange feeling walking down the street to your apartment flanked by those two tall pink-haired guys, knowing they are your personal angel and devil. The weird thing is not that they are here, but that it feels so natural as if they belong here by your side.

You just worry a bit as you near your home because you don't have enough space to have them both staying over. The couch is the only space besides your bed that can function as a sleeping place, but it only has enough room for one person. Or angel. Or devil. Do angels and devils even sleep?

Sukuna's deep chuckle lets you see more images in your head. A dark red velvet blanket and silk pillows, red candle wax dripping onto naked skin, crystal glasses with red wine standing on a nightstand, two figures entangled on a richly decorated bed, passionate kisses, rhythmic thrusts, and cries of pleasure.

"Oh princess, don't worry about that. I can just sleep on top of you. And angel boy here can sleep on the floor. Just use your wings as cushions, sweetheart."

"Oh heavens! I won't let you molest (y/n)!"

"It's not molesting if she wants me in her bed, and let's face it. All three of us know that she does."

The smirk on his face is so insufferable that your fingers twitch with the need to punch him. But Yuuji's warm touch on your arm makes you take a deep breath and instead just reply:

"Oh, is that so? Maybe I want Yuuji in my bed!"

"Look, there's no need to fight! We don't have to be here all the time. We will always be in your soul, yes. Watching you and your surroundings, but we don't have to be here in the flesh all the time. Only when we want to communicate with you."

Yuuji smiles reassuringly at you, solving the problem with that useful piece of information that your devil decided to withhold from you. But the relief is short-lived because Sukuna's velvety voice drawls:

"Well, then leave, little angel brat. I sure as hell won't."

Smug satisfaction is spreading over his handsome face. Yuuji's eyes turn so golden that they are blinding to look at here on the dark street. He sends your devil an indignant look.

"If you're not leaving, I'm not leaving either!"

An hour later, you have managed to shower and get ready for bed and are now lying on your side with a nervously fluttering heart as you watch your angel getting undressed in front of you.

Since Yuuji and Sukuna decided to bless you with their presence all night, you chose to let your angel join you in bed and banish your devil onto the couch. After all, sharing a bed with an angel sounds pretty safe.

But doubts are creeping into your mind as you watch an already shirtless Yuuji pulling down his white pants.

He is gorgeous. Tan skin with a golden glow, buff muscles everywhere. Broad shoulders, firm biceps, deliciously toned pecs with very lickable pink nipples, defined abs, a v-line that makes you want to get on your knees and worship him all night. Strong muscular thighs and a big bulge in those tight white boxer briefs that lets you know exactly how big your sweet angel is down there.

He looks at you with a pretty smile on his handsome face, truly looking angelic. So breathtakingly beautiful that it almost hurts to look at him.

Maybe it was a stupid idea to say you want him to sleep in your bed.

But he's already lifting the blanket, slipping underneath it to join you with a big smile on his soft pink lips and a pretty sparkle in his golden eyes, and how could you say no? And after all, he is also your guardian angel. You feel safe with him. You know he will protect you, will take care of you.

It's not yourself who you fear for. It's him.

Because it's so hard to stop yourself from touching him, from running your hands over that sun-kissed skin, caressing those big pecs and everything else, hoping that you can make your sweet angel boy moan because he probably makes the most heavenly sounds!

You gulp hard, tensing up because you feel so guilty about having those impure thoughts about a messenger of heaven.

But then Yuuji is there right in front of you with his cute smile and comforting presence. One of his large warm hands cups your cheek gently.

"Hey, please don't be scared, my love. I promise you are safe with me. You can just go to sleep. I will protect you."

"It's not me I am worried about!"

Your eyes widen as you realize what you just blurted out. Why did you do that? And why is your mouth opening again to add more?

"You are so beautiful, and I feel this...this urge to get closer...I am so sorry, Yuuji!"

His thumb caresses your cheek with so much tenderness that it makes your heart overflow with warmth.

"Aww, hey, it's ok, sweetheart. I get it. You want to touch me?"

"Yes."

"Well, you can. Don't hold back, sweetie. It's fine! I am in love with love and affection. I love sharing it with you. And I love you. I love you very, very much."

God, he is perfect!

Before you can stop yourself, your hands are running over his buff biceps, marveling at how firm his muscles feel and how soft his skin is.

And then you get a taste of heaven when Yuuji's warm lips find yours in a tender, slow kiss that tastes like cotton candy and sweet strawberries and clouds and sunshine and everything pastel pink and sweet.

This must be how the kiss of true love mentioned in fairytales feels like. Because Yuuji is the embodiment of love and comfort and everything good in this world. You find yourself sighing happily into his mouth when his soft tongue slips between your lips.

He keeps kissing you, slow and deep, so loving and sweet. Your heart clenches at the realization that Yuuji won't pull away unless you do. He won't take the comfort of his heavenly kiss away from you. It's your decision when you are ok with ending the kiss.

He's so good to you, truly your angel.

You pull away with a happy smile, and there's a matching cute grin on Yuuji's pretty face too.

"Do you want to sleep, cutie? It's already late, and I want you to get some good rest."

You nod, unable to say anything because you fear that if you do, you will end up crying. The last months have been rough for you, always stressing about so many things, always too much work, too much overthinking, too much bullshit to deal with.

You had wished for someone to hug you, to listen to you, to just let you fall into their arms and forget about the craziness of the world out there for a little while. And now your wish has come true so unexpectedly in the form of this beautiful and sweet angel who's currently lying half-naked in your bed after blessing you with the best kisses of your life.

Finally, you open your mouth to whisper in a voice thick with emotion:

"Thank you, Yuuji. For everything. For being there for me in the night of the accident. And for today. You're making me feel a lot better."

"Aww, please don't thank me, sweetheart. You're very welcome. I love taking care of you."

His smile is like your personal sun right here in your bed.

Yuuji snuggles closer to you, his strong arms wrapping you in a loving embrace. He rests his head on your chest and makes a cute noise that makes you reach out and run a hand through his soft pink hair that feels like you imagine a fluffy cloud to feel like.

You close your eyes while cuddling your angel boy. He is warm and heavy, but not in a suffocating way but in a way that makes you feel safe and comfortable and bursting from happiness.

You sigh happily, realizing that you haven't been this at ease for months. Usually, you lie awake for hours at night obsessing over the things your coworkers did or the piles of work waiting on your desk. But tonight, you feel happy and relaxed, wrapped in your angel's strong arms. Enveloped in love and affection, cuddling your personal piece of heaven as you drift off to a peaceful slumber filled with nothing but sweet dreams about pastel pink clouds and golden eyes.

You wake up the next morning feeling more rested than you did in a long time, stretching carefully so as not to wake your pretty angel, who's still snoring softly against your chest, feeling so comforting on top of you.

Just as you finish that thought, he stirs, and his eyes open, pure gold blinking sleepily at you through long black lashes. He's so pretty! It's like you have your personal sunrise here in your bed.

"Good morning, my sweet angel."

You can't help but coo at him and pet his soft pink hair as a happy smile spreads over your face. Yuuji blesses you with one of his angelic smiles as he leans into your touch.

"Aww, good morning, honey. Did you sleep well?"

"Better than in months! Thank you."

He laughs softly, a happy, joyful sound, so delighted that he could help you. Slowly he untangles himself from you and braces himself on his strong arms to lean over you, buff body covering yours completely. Soft skin and firm muscles. And to your pleasant surprise, even angels seem to have morning wood, rubbing against your thigh big and hard, heaven's sweetest treat.

Yuuji leans down to press a gentle kiss on your forehead.

"I'm glad about that! Is it ok if I take a bath? Us angels are always clean, but bathing is one of the things I really enjoy so much when I'm on earth! Bubble baths are so amazing! I don't understand why we don't have them! So, can I please?"

Your chest feels so warm. He's so sweet, so pure and genuine, so lovely and good down to his very core. How could you say no to his every wish? If your sweet angel wants to take a bubble bath, he should definitely do that.

Even though you would very much want him to stay here in your bed, on top of you, where you can run your hands over his muscular back and feel the big hard bulge in his boxer briefs press against you.

You wonder how it would feel to get fucked by him, by an angel. Your panties feel wet all of a sudden, and you can't stop yourself from arching your back a bit, making your panty-clad pussy rub against him.

There's only the thin fabric of your panties and his boxers separating you, and you can feel his hot erection throbbing through it. And he can probably feel your wet heat too.

"Yuuji..."

The guilt you felt last night is gone. He told you it's ok to touch him. You're just not sure how much touching is allowed. Do angels indulge in carnal desire?

Yuuji's breathing heavily when you look up at him, his eyes shining even more golden, making them look like two little suns.

"Yes, sweetie?"

He rolls his hips slowly against you, letting you feel more of him, and elicits a soft gasp from you when his large cock glides so heavenly over your swollen clit. His glowing golden eyes never leave yours as he repeats the motion, watching you closely for your reaction.

"Tell me what you need, sweetheart. I want to give you anything."

"I...I want...Um, can we? Is it ok if we... Oh gosh. Do angels have sex?"

Your angel boy's laugh is beautiful and sweet like the chiming of a hundred little bells. And the way he's rutting against you should already be answer enough, but his low soothing voice spells it out for you, sounding warm like honey, a sensual, comforting caress:

"Yes, we do. We make love. Do you want that? Do you want me to make love to you?"

You can't help but moan at his words, and your fingers tighten on his muscular back, fingernails digging gently into his warm skin as your hips buck up against him.

"Yes, please. Make love to me, my angel."

You spend the next half an hour learning just how heavenly sex with your angel is. He's taking you to several highs, making you feel like you are on cloud nine when his large hands cup your tits and his soft lips spoil your nipples with tender kisses, making you moan and cream so much that you almost cum from just this.

But Yuuji still has a lot more to bless you with, and his sweet kisses wander down your body. His hands and mouth make love to every inch of your skin they find on their way.

You welcome him eagerly between your spread thighs, so wet for him like you've never been for anyone else before. And beautiful Yuuji pulls down your panties and smiles up at you with his sweet sunshine smile, so loving and tender in everything he does.

"So pretty my love. Everything about you is so pretty. I want to taste your sweetness on my tongue."

He eats you out with his sweet soft angel mouth, kissing and licking and sucking your clit until you are lost to sweet heavenly bliss and yank on his soft pink hair as your thighs shake uncontrollably. Your back arches, and you cry out his name as you cum and cum and cum.

A series of gasps and moans tumbles out of your mouth, followed by an "Oh sweet heaven!" when you see his beautiful thick cock for the first time, so hard for you, so big and strong and pretty.

A loud, needy cry of his name when he pushes inside you, and you wrap your legs around his waist as Yuuji folds you in half, making sweet love to you with deep gentle thrusts that make you feel like floating through heaven.

"Is that good, sweetie? Does it feel good? I love you so much, sweetheart ah! Ah! I love how tight you are and how warm, so wet, oh sweetie! This is heaven on earth!"

His moans and whines sound so cute, so pretty, making your head spin. You look up at your beautiful sexy angel through half-lidded eyes, which are blurry with tears because his cock hits the right spot over and over again.

His strong body presses you down in the perfect way that makes you feel taken care of and fucked so good that you can't stop crying and moaning and begging for more.

And your sweet angel boy gives you more. He gives you anything you need without any hesitation. Strong snaps of his hips, deep, slow thrusts, perfect cock, and perfect body fucking you to paradise.

Your orgasm on your angel's cock is the sweetest bliss you have ever felt. You're cumming so hard, body spasming with wave after wave of pure heavenly ecstasy, as your pussy clenches around Yuuji's thick cock, and you cry out loudly, unable to hold back.

You're still a mewling crying mess when you feel your angel pump you full with his thick hot ropes of seed.

He stays inside you, heavy body pressing you down exactly how you need it, making you feel so protected and full and loved, as Yuuji kisses you tenderly, moaning softly into your mouth.

You caress his muscular back and his biceps, marveling at how good he feels. You could spend forever like this, wrapped in your angel's arms, his wonderful cock inside you, his strong, buff body on top of you. Basking in the exhilarating, joyous feeling of afterglow after he blessed you with the sweetest fuck of your life.

Or lovemaking, as he calls it. And that's truly what it is. You have never felt so loved before. So filled with love, surrounded by it, wrapped in it.

He pulls out slowly when your alarm goes off, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek and smiling this sweet smile at you.

"I guess it's time for you to get ready for work, sweetheart. You know what? I'll run a bath for you and me."

And he disappears into the bathroom, giving you a lovely view of his gorgeous naked body, the divine sight of his back muscles and toned thighs, and that firm round ass.

You moan and let your head fall back on the pillow. Meeting your angel in the flesh is definitely the best thing that ever happened to you.

When you get up a few minutes later, you find out that Yuuji's cum is just as pretty as the rest of him. Milky white trails run down your thighs, thick and glittering so prettily, like vanilla milkshake laced with gold dust.

You follow your sexy angel into the bathroom with wobbly legs and a racing heart.

You're glad you always set your alarm early because this way, you have enough time to enjoy your bath with Yuuji. He's sitting behind you in the tub, laughing happily because he loves the bubble bath so much. Blowing white foam off his large tan hands and chuckling in delight.

But his hands also do other things. They wash you with gentle caresses, making you so horny once again that you spread your legs needily for your angel. And he smiles and kisses you and rubs slow, tender circles around your swollen clit until you cum again, slumping bonelessly against his muscular body afterwards.

When you walk into the living room a while later, dressed and ready to make some breakfast, you catch yourself smiling. Something which usually doesn't happen when you're about to go to work. Your guardian angel is already doing a fantastic job! The prospect of going to work doesn't seem that bad after this blissful morning.

You are so deep in thought that you don't see the devil sitting on your couch until his velvety low voice purrs mockingly:

"Good morning to you too, princess. Yes, I slept great on your ratty couch. Thank you for asking. Your hospitality really knows no bounds."

You gasp and stop in your tracks, head whipping around to look at the impressive sight in front of you.

Sukuna is sitting on the couch, long legs spread slightly, mustering you with his glowing red eyes, which are glittering like red diamonds in the dimly lit room. The smug smirk on his handsome face makes him look arrogant. But also incredibly sexy. He looks like a king sitting on his throne.

And you feel so small all of a sudden, like a mere peasant who has to crawl in the dirt before the king's throne, begging him for forgiveness for not treating him like the powerful and perfect being that he is.

Without realizing it, you walk towards Sukuna. The grin on his beautiful face grows bigger. One long finger brushes over his lips. You watch, mesmerized as his forked tongue darts out to lick over the pointy tip of his black fingernail. His tongue is tattoed too, you realize, and it makes you groan helplessly.

Somehow the living room is much darker than it should be at this time of day. Wrapped in shadows and a red glow, making it appear like the insides of a nightclub. The air is thick, seductive, luring you to get even closer to the enticing demon dressed in his elegant black suit with the black dress shirt and dark red tie.

You reach your devil and open your mouth to say something, but Sukuna's large hands land on your hips before you can do anything else. He pushes you down with ease, strong hands making you kneel between his long, toned legs.

Your chest is heaving heavily in a mix of fear and desire as you look up at your beautiful devil. An elegant hand lands on your head, strong fingers petting your hair like one would pet a dog.

The smirk on the demon lord's beautiful face grows even more devilish.

"Yeah, that's much better. See, this is where you belong. At my feet, crawling before my throne."

Suddenly a light tinkle is heard, the sweet chiming of bells, and Yuuji appears in a puff of pastel pink clouds and glittering gold dust, manifesting directly behind Sukuna. He puts a tan hand on the demon's shoulder.

"Not so fast, my sweet devil. I think you forgot that you and I are supposed to serve her and not the other way around."

Your devil groans and his hold on your hair loosens.

"You're so annoying, angel brat! Always spoiling all the fun I have. I'm finally here in the human world with all its vice and sin, but instead of having the time of my life, I get kept in check by some pathetic virgin?"

The spell Sukuna had over you breaks, and you can finally breathe again, taking a deep lungful of air. The room seems lighter, too, now. You get up, and the first thing you say is:

"He isn't a virgin, trust me."

At the same time as Yuuji says:

"Why do you think I'm a virgin? Just because I'm an angel? You know we have fun in heaven too! We live for love! And that includes physical love. We cherish it. We admire and love each other's bodies. So maybe you are the real virgin here because I don't think there's much love down in your hellhole!"

"Let me tell you that I have a whole castle full of succubi and incubi at my beck and call."

"Oh wow, great, a demon joy house. It must be so amazing to know they only share their bodies with you because you order them to or because they want to get something out of it. Don't you want to feel loved? It's so much nicer when someone comes to you willingly and wants to show you how much they love you! When someone wants to please you and make you happy without a selfish reason!"

You see a bellicose twinkle in both their eyes. It makes you gulp hard as it is a reminder that they are both extremely powerful beings who once fought in a war on different sides. A war which Yuuji's side won, and that resulted in Sukuna and his companions getting cast from heaven. So it's no wonder that they are so quickly at each other's throats. The angel and the fallen angel.

"Boys, could you stop, please! I think we all get it. No one in this room is a virgin anymore, and that's perfectly fine. It would be fine too, though, if one of us was still a virgin. Ok? Please calm down, both of you."

Yuuji's gaze meets yours, and his golden eyes soften visibly.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I'll be nice."

His sunshine smile is back on his handsome face as his hand wanders from Sukuna's shoulder up to his jaw, cupping your devil's chin and tilting his head back, so the demon looks up at the angel standing behind the couch.

Your breath catches in your throat as you watch the scene before you. They look so beautiful together. Your angel and your devil. Light and dark, love and desire, heaven and hell.

The air becomes charged with tension. Sukuna and Yuuji are caught in their very own little dance. A game of power. You realize at that moment that dominance and submission aren't a defined line between them. Because as much as you feel that Sukuna is the dominant one, the one who takes, and Yuuji is the one who gives, you can't quite say who is in the lead here.

Your sweet angel seems to be able to deal with the shady devil pretty well. Which is a good thing, considering that they are here to help you make the best decisions.

You watch in fascination as the smirk on Sukuna's face turns into an amused smile as he stays in the same position, head tilted back, the angel's hand cupping his chin. And Yuuji leans down until his lips brush against the demon's ear.

"Doesn't it feel nice when someone touches you tenderly?"

His thumb brushes over Sukuna's lower lip, caressing it gently. And the angel breaths a soft kiss on the demon's ear.

"Don't you want to know what it's like when someone makes love to you instead of just letting you take them?"

By now, his hand has tilted Sukuna's face to the side, and Yuuji is leaning over him, closer and closer until his lips touch Sukuna's forehead in a slow, tender kiss.

Your devil laughs at that, and one of his hands darts up in lightspeed to wrap around the back of Yuuji's neck. His pointy black nails dig into the soft tan skin, holding the angel boy in place.

Sukuna's forked and tattooed tongue licks a wet trail over Yuuji's throat, flicking against his adam's apple teasingly and then further up over his chin and the corner of his lips. He stops when he reaches the angel's earlobe, which he takes lightly between his canines.

Like a cat that has your hand in its mouth, not yet biting but warning you to stop what you've been doing before it will be forced to hurt you.

He growls against Yuuji's skin:

"No thanks, angel brat. Making love sounds boring to me. I'd rather fuck you and our little human senseless."

His words make desire throb in your deepest core, and you think you hear a soft moan coming from Yuuji. But then the devil chuckles and lets go of the angel before adding:

"You better hurry up, brats. The little human has to be at work in half an hour, and as much as we hate that workplace, we always have to ensure to be there punctually, so the people in charge have nothing to use against us. The devil is an excellent businessman, my darling. So you better learn to listen to me."

Your devil sounds arrogant and commanding, but you think his voice has a softer tone now, and somehow you feel that your angel knows all too well how to handle his counterpart.

It makes you smile to yourself as you make your way to the kitchen to grab some breakfast before leaving for work. And today, you know that you have your personal angel and devil at your proposal anytime you need them. So maybe it will finally be a good day at work.

Thank you so much for reading the first chapter of my contribution to the Heaven and Hell collab! I had so much fun writing for the angel and devil theme! Yuuji is such a perfect (guardian) angel to me! I got so emotional and had so many butterflies while writing about him awww. And Sukuna is a very sexy devil who might be a bit softer for reader and Yuuji than he lets on at first :) He's from the seventh circle of hell, the circle of violence. I picked that because it suited Sukuna, in my opinion, and that circle has a blood river, which reminds me of Sukuna's domain.

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! Please let me know your thoughts! Comments and reblogs make me very happy!

CHAPTER 2

|♡| RULES AND REGULATIONS |♡|

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|♡| Late Nigh Hours |♡|

Kuroo Tetsurou x F!Reader

Description: You and your boyfriend, Kuroo decide to make the night last as long as possible to which suggests an activity which keeps your two up deep into the night. 

Rating: Fluff, Smut

Disclaimer: Sex, Nudity, Insecurities, Cunnilicus, Vaginal Sex, Established Relationship 

Word Count: 3,361

Links: Masterlist,  Ask Me Anything

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“Fucking bullshit!” Kuroo yelled at the TV which was playing the latest mutant monster movie. Apparently, King Kong using weapons against Godzilla was ‘cheating” as he so passionately stated about fifteen times in the past thirty minutes. 

You laughed, tears welling in your eyes from both the lack of sleep and the giggly mood you were in. Tonight was the last day of your and Kuroo’s first semester in college which had a lot of emotions come up. Both of you silently agreed to make the day last as long as possible which led to both of you being half-awake, surrounded by blankets and snacks, watching what must have been the fiftieth movie of the night. 

“You’re just mad the big dumb lizard can't beat brains,” you said with a smirk on your face as Kuroo seemed to burn with the need to go on a rant about how wrong you were but sadly didn’t have the energy for it. He settled for glaring at you with the most concentration he could muster up before he cracked a smile. In the end, both of you ended up laughing, holding onto each other for support.

The movie eventually came to an end, playing loud action music as the end credits rolled. Now was left the decision to come up with one final excuse to stay up or to go to sleep. 

“Damn babe, it’s nearly 4 in the morning,” he chuckled, showing you his phone to reveal it was indeed that time. But what you also saw was his lock screen, a photo of you, him, and Kenma eating at a restaurant to celebrate your boyfriend's birthday. In the photo, Kuroo was practically drooling at the largest plate of grilled mackerel the kitchen could offer, a special request from you, of course. 

Kuroo noticed your stare and took the moment to observe your facial expressions. “I swear, that fish was better than any birthday cake.”

Maybe it was the sleep haze or the emotional roller coaster of the day, but you looked up at Kuroo with a sad look. “I just can’t believe in a couple of years we will probably get office jobs. I don’t want things to change Testu, I love how things are right now.”

“Aww, babe,” he cooed, pulling you in for a hug. He patted your head as you let out sniffles, teasing you and calling you a crybaby in the process. Within an instant, you smacked his chest playfully earning a laugh from both of you.

“Certain things might change, other things might not. Theirs no use in worrying over what you cant control. But what I do know is this,” he gestures to you and him, “will never stop. I’ve been with you for a long time Y/N. I’m pretty sure I would have known if you weren’t the one for me.”  

“Tetsu,” you whined playfully, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning back to pull him to the pillow-covered floor. You landed comfortably in the mess, just beaming at him with blushes covering both your faces. “That has to be one of the sweetest things you’ve ever said.”

“Oh yeah?” He smirked, trailing his hand up the side of your tank top, slender warm fingers just barely grazing the skin underneath. “How about we try one more thing to keep us up before we call it quits?” 

You rolled your eyes with an annoyed huff, leaning in to kiss his soft lips before meeting his eyes again. “I knew sweet Tetsu wouldn’t last long. You know for someone so dorky you're a big pervert.” Kuroo wore a shit-eating grin before rolling over so he was on top of you.

“Don’t be like that babe. Besides, you know I only have eyes for you. How could I not be attracted to my stunning girlfriend? If you ask me I’m doing pretty fucking good with self-control.” Kuroo began to trail kisses on your neck, mixing in gentle suckling with his butterfly kisses. Kuroo took his time when it came to kissing your neck, it was one of his favorite ways to tease you and he took great pleasure from it. 

Almost instantly your hands find their way to his unruly hair, tangling themselves in the dark locks with short gentle tugs that he loves so much. You two had probably been in this position a million times but it never failed to turn your brain to mush and relax every muscle in your body. “Can’t say the same to you though,” he added chuckling.  

Sadly he was correct, that familiar aching feeling between your legs began to appear as Kuroo gives extra special attention to that sensitive spot on your neck just below your ear. Soft moans leave your lips and you begin to feel unbearably hot leaving your clit start to swell and your pussy ache. 

“Fuck babe, those sounds,” he pants slightly before switching to the other side of your neck only this time leaving sloppy, more desperate marks. His long warm fingers trailed their way under your simple shirt to reach your breasts, which he instantly began folding. Kuroo then began to give short, quick thrusts of his pelvis against your core leaving you writhing at the taste of pleasure and being able to feel his cock in impeccable detail from his sudden dry humping. 

But as soon as it came it left with Kuroo pulling his whole body to sit back on his knees and proud face staring down at you as he left you hanging, “C’mon, let me take these off of you, pretty.”

You had won a simple tank top and sweat pants for tonight, face bare, and hair in its natural state but your boyfriend never failed to tell you how sexy he thought you were even dressed so casually. Now was no exception. He took his sweet time undressing you, adoring your flushed face and disheveled appearance. He had barely started the foreplay and you already looked fucked out. 

After he discards your clothes, leaving you only wearing a pair of black cotton panties, he quickly jumps at your tits, looking as if he was going to drool if he waited another moment. A sob leaves your mouth at his sudden movement, hands and mouth instantly latching onto each of your breasts, but you couldn’t help but arch your back into him, legs wrapping around his upper thighs as your ground your pussy onto his noticeable bulge on his jeans. You couldn’t help it, you had started to throb to the point where it almost hurt. 

“Ah, Tetsu— Tetsurou please, please!”

Your desperate noises had his dick twitching, even through two layers of clothes you could feel it begging for direct contact with you. Not to mention the fact that your grinding had left a noticeable wet spot on his pants, effectively ruining them. “Fuck! Oh my fucking god you drive me crazy,” he groaned, meeting your sloppy thrusts but never stopping his harsh suckling on your nipple, teeth just barely grazing the sensitive bud.

“Baby wait, your gonna make me cum in my pants.” He chuckles, placing a strong hand on your stomach to pin your hips down to the floor and stop your grinding. You whined desperately, pleading for him to fuck you flowing out your mouth but he simply shook his head. 

“Nah pretty, I wan’ eat you out first.” He slurred his words slightly, eyes drooping but determined to have a taste of what was between your legs. 

He quickly took off your panties, taking off his jeans in the process, muttering something about them becoming too tight before lowering his head down so he could get a clear view of your dripping cunt. 

“Mm, look at you? Your fucking soaking. I could never get tired of this pretty pussy babe, never.” Kuroo teased, spreading your lips around to smear your arousal and allowing him to blow hot air on your aching clit causing you to buck your hips up. 

Kuroo never shied away from dirty talk when it came to you, he loved watching you get all embarrassed and try to hide. This time was no different, you attempted to hide your expressions with your arm which caused Kuroo to pull away from your cunt in response. 

You whined once more, begging for him to put his mouth where you needed it most. “Only if you look at me. Keep your eyes on me the whole time baby.” Kuroo watched as you slowly lifted your arm and look him in the eyes with the cutest face he swears he’s ever seen. That’s just what he wanted to see.

He resumed his actions, kissing around your cunt and on your thighs to leave you a crying begging mess until his mouth finally latched on your clit, sucking harder than he ever did on your neck. Being teased for so long made you extra sensitive to his fast thick lines he licked onto your sensitive areas, the smirk never leaving his face as his chin became shiny with liquid.  

For a while Kuroo kept up this act, looking into your eyes with his hazel ones, maintaining control up until you let out one particular scream that hand your hole gush with juices and clamp around nothing. It was then his reserve started to break and his hips began to grind down on a nearby pillow. It wasn’t nearly enough but it was better than nothing, he couldn’t focus on himself right now, he needed to make you cream around his mouth.

That’s when an idea came to him. Way too often had he played with your pussy with just his fingers, you often had been fucked out just from the number of orgasms his hands gave you on your sweet clit. 

He loosened his grip on your thighs and turned them to rub feverishly on your clit, allowing him to stick his tongue in your quivering hole for him to slurp up everything you had to offer. You were losing your mind, legs involuntarily raising into the air to give him more access as the fat of your thighs jiggled from how badly they shook. It was all too much and you almost didn’t remember Kuroo’s warning to keep your eyes on him. The sight of him easting you out alone made you want to cum hard on his face. 

“Tetsurou! I’m gonna cum, please I wan’ cum so bad.” Your thighs crossed on his head effectively locking his down on your pussy, hands desperately tugging on his hair. He swore he could die this way. 

He instantly began to put everything he had into sloppily making out with your core, thrusting and flicking his tongue in and out of your hole as his fingers expertly rubbed your clit. Kuroo stared up at you, soaking up the look in your eyes as he moans into your pussy, getting drunk off the flavor.  

His hips hump against the pillow tremendously faster, instinct taking over in these last few seconds of bliss before you scream his name one final time as your body convulses from the heavy waves of pleasure that rake through you. Your back arches and your body twitches but your eyes never once leave his and Kuroo swears if he didn’t have the drive to fuck you after this he would have creamed in his boxers right there. 

Kuroo doesn’t light up on attacking your pussy although his fingers do abandon their position on your clit and moved to rub soothing circles on your thigh. You rode out your orgasm for as long as possible before you began to pull on his hair in an attempt to stop the overwhelming pleasure. 

“Hold on babe, ‘m not done,” he slurred, eyes bloodshot. It had to have been almost 5 in the morning at this point. “I still gotta clean you up.” 

He quickly dives back into your hole, licking all the cum he can from your sensitive hole by shoving his tongue in as far as he could manage. You let out another cry from overstimulation, tears falling down your cheeks. After Kuroo was satisfied, he pulled away and crawled back to you, kissing and whispering praises into your ear. “S’ good baby, so god damn good.” 

He let you recover for a moment, letting you catch your breath as he moved your hair out of your face. It took a second for you to realize Kuroo had not yet cum, and almost instantly you look down to see the still very hard erection staring back at you. Kuroo laughed.

“Nah, don’t worry babe, I was saving it for the main course,” he then wiggled his eyebrows making you giggle at his stupidity,” but I don’t know if my baby is up for it, I sure took a lot out of her.” His tone was playful but firm, hinting very strongly that you shouldn’t worry about him but you were quick to dismiss it. 

“No,” you dragged the word, wrapping his arms around his neck and meeting him for a hot sloppy kiss, taking his tongue into your mouth and sucking gently, biting his lip in the process. Kuroo moaned into the kiss, hands roaming your body once more before giving your breast a playful squeeze. “God damn, I love your tits.”

“Hey!” You grumbled slightly, but he was quick to interrupt your pout with another wet kiss. “Don’t be like that baby, of course, I love you,” he dragged his mouth around your collar bone leaving a set of hickeys while his fingers pinched your sensitive nubs. “But, c’mon, you have a nice rack that I have to adore.”

To make his point, Kuroo squeezed your boobs together allowing him to suckle each of your nipples, leaving all sorts of bites and marks on your chest. If there was anything Kuroo liked to do during sex, it was to relish your breasts with his kisses. 

“You sure you up for this baby? I can take care of it myself, don’t feel pressured.” His sweet words warmed your heart as you caressed his face to pull his face away from your nipples and to you. 

“Testurou, please fuck me.”

Kuroo’s resolve seemed to snap at your words as he was quick to discard his shirt and boxers, leaving him completely naked before you. Kuroo was lean and had gotten a fair tan since his high school days, leaving a tan line on his thighs and pelvis. The veins trailing to his V-line were especially enchanting, leading down to his pretty cock leaning against his pale thigh. Kuroo was long, the tip of his dick large and pink which weighed it down even at his hardest. With a slight curve to the left and dripping pre-cum your cunt instantly became wet again from the drool-worthy sight before you. 

Kuroo grabbed each of your legs, placing your ankles over each of his muscular shoulders and using his weight to press down on you. He grabbed his aching dick, giving it a couple of rough strokes before lining himself up with your sloppy hole, dripping with new arousal and Kuroo’s saliva. Everything was just unbearably hot. 

You let out a loud gasp as he finally pushes it in, pussy instantly molding to his cock from the numerous times you had done this. You watch Kuroo’s expressions eagerly, he just looks so fucking good, eyebrows scrunching and head thrown back with his tongue practically hanging out. He leaned down to press himself against you, your chests glued together which allowed him to put his full weight behind his thrusts and moan in your ear. 

“Fuck, fuck! Baby, I can’t — ah!” He shuddered as your pussy clenched around him, pace seemingly to increase in speed. “Fuck your so tight, perfect cunt is fucking suffocating me, so fucking cute baby, so fucking cu-,” his lewd words were cut off by another groan. 

Your boyfriend was completely lost in you, his once smug demeanor forgotten when he buried his length balls deep in you. Now what was left was desperation which you were always so willing to take care of, thrusting your hips upwards and scratching his back leaving your own marks. You even began to leave hickeys on his neck which Kuroo absolutely lost his mind over. 

You felt everything, every motion, every twitch, every drag of his veins rubbing up the side of your gummy walls which hugged him so perfectly. Kuroo never let up his speed, wet slapping sounds filling the living room which you now realized had been playing another film, but due to you two being distracted, Netflix had a “are you still watching?” notice. Honestly, it was comical in hindsight but you were too busy moaning to laugh. 

It was then your boyfriend found your sweet spot, the curve in his dick allowing him to hit that spot for every harsh thrust he gave with perfect accuracy. You screamed louder, praises spilling out your mouth left and right. 

“So good! Oh Tetsu, oh my god so fucking good!” 

“Yeah baby? You like it?” Kuroo attempted to tease you once more but his eyes rolled back from your pussy lips catching on his tip as he pulled all the way back to slam back into you. He swore he was seeing stars. “Oh fuck babe! I’m gon’ cum. You close baby? I want you to cum on my cock baby, c’mon.” He practically whined, fingers reaching down to flick your clit and his thrusts becoming rougher. You swore at this rate you wouldn’t be able to sit down properly from how his balls were slapping against your ass. 

The knot in your stomach only became tighter as his words turned you into a shaking mess, your pussy gushing so much a ring began to form at the base of his cock. Finally, the knot snapped causing your eyes to roll into the back of your head, screaming ‘Tetsurou!’ as your legs shook uncontrollably. 

Upon your release Kuroo’s almost instantly followed, your pussy milking him too tight for him to handle. With one final thrust, Kuroo let out a needy moan and released inside of you, your velvety walls still clenching down on him with a vice grip. 

You two stayed like that, wrapped up in each other's arms and stroking each other's skin until Kuroo gently pulled out and watched as his cum flooded out from your still twitching pussy. 

“I’ll never get tired of seeing that, babe, even when we are hitched ‘n turn old and grey.” 

“You’ll have sex with me even when I’m a wrinkly old granny?” You broke out into a fit of laughter at his sour expression, pulling him in for a sweet kiss as a blush ignited your face. “You mean it though, Tetsu? You wanna be with me that long?” Your insecurities from earlier trailed back into your head. All around everything was changing, old friends moving and starting their lives, people settling and having children, even the shadow of death and misery following some of your closest relationships. You and Kuroo’s relationship was one of the most precious things you valued. You loved him with everything you had, the idea of having to move on hurt you more than anything.

“‘Course, babe. Me and you? We’re gonna be in each other's arms for a long time, preferably forever if you let me.” Your eyes softened, hugging him close to you and basking in his presence. He let out a long, tired yawn and shifted to grab his discarded phone to reveal the time to be 7:47 A.M. He sighed, throwing the phone on the couch and wrapping a blanket around the two of you.

Just before you could succumb to sleep, Kuroo, smirking, added, “We are just perfect for each other, one in the same, like sodium chloride is to table salt or...,” he trailed off until you could practically see a lightbulb float on top of his head.

“Like Godzilla and King Kong, obviously me being the big strong lizard and you’re...the other one.”

“Kuroo Tetsurou!” 

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Authors Note: Hello everyone! This is my first official smut so I hope you guys like it. I ended up choosing Kuroo on a whim but I’m  happy with how it turned out. Let me know if there’s anything you would like to see from me!! Bye  ๑(◕‿◕)๑

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ೃ⁀➷ aftercare w/ the jjk men

a/n: preoccupied w/ work these days, and had to work unexpectedly on sat too </3 sorry i’m so inactive! also some isn’t explicitly aftercare, but they are all very soft :)

warnings: overall fluff but ofc contains nsfw at the start, pet names for all, praise, protected sex, implied breeding, tickle fight (gojo), unprotected sex, creampie/breeding (geto & nanami), implied fwb, cuddling, unprotected sex, creampie/breeding (toji), protected sex, cuddling, pillow talk, p&p ref lol (choso)

ೃ⁀➷ GOJO

“oh, good girl, that’s it,” gojo mumbles out breathlessly, forehead against yours as you both come together. his lips continue to mutter out praises because he knew how much they affected you, and he hopes that you’d forget all of his saccharine words just so he could make you shiver and whimper all over again. your back arches into his hold one last time, digging your nails into his back.

“you did so well for me — shit — i didn’t think you still had any energy left,” gojo laughs breathlessly at how tired you two were after a mission, yet you know none of you could hold back on each other when passion took over. there’s a slight smile lingering on his face at your sweat-filled forehead and heaving chest and he loves, loves that he’s the only one to make you feel this way. the way moonlight weaves through the window makes you look stunning, and gojo’s smile can’t help but widen.

“what?”

he shrugs, removing his flaccid cock from you and eventually, the condom from himself. he ties a knot quickly, dumping it into the trash beside the bed, but before he can stand to get you a wet towel, he feels your weight on his arm. it makes his heart flutter and sends shivers down his spine at the thought of doing away with contraception altogether — how would you look with his baby? who’s features would they get? what— 

“satoru.” gojo snaps out of his stupor, observing silently while you moved across the bed to him (hell, you sometimes forget he has a king sized), kneeling so you’d almost be at his height. “why were you smiling at me earlier?”

he eyes you with a levelled stare, grin turning into a smirk, “nah, no, it was nothing, baby.”

“hmm… really?” your arms hang limply over his shoulders, “i feel like i should know, you know.”

gojo simply winks, cutting off the teasing atmosphere with a deep kiss before he takes advantage of the situation, hands flying to your sides and you yelp, loudly. your laughter breaks through the quietness at 1am, making your stomach hurt and body squirmy.

“just planning a tickle attack s’all, princess.”

“y-you— fiend!” you try your best to escape the torture, but gojo is relentless in seeing you suffer, his laughter mixing with yours as his initial agenda is yet again interrupted. “satoru!” you both collapse into the soft sheets, giggles slowly subsiding to broad smiles as you admire the other, and him, you.

“god, you’re beautiful.” gojo’s stare bores into you and you avoid eye contact just like every other time he’s told you that, but your lover made it a point to make it clear to you.

“i love you, my pretty girl.”

ೃ⁀➷ GETO

geto doesn’t stop giving you kisses even when he releases in you, helping you through the overstimulation by holding you tight until the euphoric feeling subsides and everything halts. there’s a moment of quietness, save for some concerned questions from your boyfriend like he hadn’t just blown your back out.

“sweetheart? you okay?” his eyebrows knit together, always worried that he might’ve hurt you in any way. but you’re always too tired to answer after, simply settling for a delicate hand to his face and a faint nod.

“kiss me,” it comes out as a whisper and dies out, dazed and still on cloud nine and geto indulges you like the lovestruck lover he is. even if he doesn’t need your palm to guide him, he lets your hand bring him right to your lips where they lay waiting. his kiss is soft, unlike before, moulding against your lips perfectly and like always, it makes you sigh and smile. “how’re your lips always so soft?”

geto smiles, hair falling from his loose hair tie. it shields his face and you think he looks like a greek god. “they just are, darling.”

your boyfriend’s always prepared when it comes to cleaning you up, so he usually has towels draped across the bedside table’s railing. wetting it with some water, he warns you gently with the free hand that strokes your thigh.

“but i also sorta use the lip balm gojo uses.” he cheekily admits, hand still diligently wiping at your core. he makes sure to cover it one, twice, thrice, before turning around to stand up. “i can buy it and we’ll share it instead.”

from here, his eyes skim over how the sheets cover you, and how your pose is provocative yet guarded — like an unnamed muse in a romanticism painting. there’s a teasing tone in your smile, a slow and languid drag to your movements. your dramatic gasp cuts off his thoughts, and your acting falls apart when you see geto’s jaw dropping in faux shock, “so you’ve been indirectly kissing your best friend this whole time? how dare you, suguru?”

geto slaps you lightly with the towel, laughing, “you’re crazy.”

“and that’s why you love me.”

he simply rolls his eyes, crawling back onto the bed to come face to face with you, the you who’s still feeling a bit playful, the you who grins at him and thinks that you like your suguru unkempt and messy and drunk in love with you.

the kiss tastes a bit like cigarettes, a little less prominent than earlier, but it tastes like him, nevertheless. “yeah, yeah. although, you’re the only one i’d wanna kiss — no one else, but you.”

ೃ⁀➷ NANAMI

nanami groans into your neck with a final thrust, skin feeling the way your body shivered and trembled at how his cock twitches in you. he pumps you full, drinking in the moans of his name and he stays sheathed in you, face buried in your neck like none other. you realise it’s his favourite position — to stay close to you, to feel your pulse, to hear the almost inaudible sounds.

“you’re perfect, fuck,” nanami says, breathless, body propped up with his elbows by your ears; and of course you’ve heard your lover swear — at gojo, at some stubborn curse, at the terrible dishwasher in your home in kuantan and at you, sometimes, but never said like this. nanami looks at you like you’ve the breeze of the beach and the sunset that dips below the horizon.

you had the privilege of seeing that everyday, yet nanami choses to look at you each time, even if you’re always fixated on the scene. today you get the chance to see the love he has stored for you within his irises, and before you can retaliate, you feel his lips on you. nanami moans into the kiss, the need to feel you again taking over him as he deepens it, kissing down your jaw and neck and chest until you remember the abandoned pancake batter you were mixing.

“kento, honey,” he hums into your chest, acting like a child dreading school. “we can’t leave the batter out in the open.”

nanami grunts, “just leave it. i’ll cook eggs and have some kaya on toast or something later.”

“but that’s exactly why we decided to cook pancakes!” you laugh softly, hands running through his blonde hair. it’s starting to whiten a bit, too, but you don’t mind. if anything, he makes getting old look good, “to have a change from our normal breakfast.”

nanami sighs, blinking tiredly at you as he lifts his head to look at you, and every time he fails to resist your expression. you’re not even doing anything, sitting there looking pretty and your husband simply can’t fathom the action of saying ‘no’. he doesn’t want to move from his place — because your profile against the endless stretch of the ocean is a vision he never thought would come true.

nanami gives in, like he always does.

“fine, you win.”

you cheer with a big grin that escalates into giggles as nanami sweeps you off the sheets, placing a kiss against your temple. he smiles at you, at the possibility of living here until he dies; and if that possibility is compromised, he’d fight to make it okay again. he would bring them to hell himself if he could.

nanami kento never liked killing curses, but for you, he would spill blood again just to keep you safe.

ೃ⁀➷ TOJI

“you’re gonna take all of my cum, yeah?” toji never gave up the chance to fuck you stupid, always propped up in some dingy motel while the money from his sorcerer missions are left on the bedside table. he has yet to splurge it, the need to gamble getting less and less the more and more he sees you. he grunts into your hair behind, one hand under your leg and the other on your waist as he spills into you.

“that’s a good whore. good job, angel,” your pupils are blown wide at the unexpected orgasm, hitting you like a truck that you’re begging for toji to slow down until he pulls out and his cum drips to the floor. but you notice he doesn’t scoop it up and tease you like always, he doesn’t tell his little insults while slipping on his pants, nor does he avoid aftercare like the lazy and non-chivalrous man he was — no, you notice the silent movements of toji. he was never this quiet, surprising you even more when he sits on the bed.

“what the hell are you starin’ at?”

you swallow. after all, he was still a large, bulking man, and while his gruff voice did wonders, it always made you a little terrified out of sex. “oh— uhm, nothing.” with another sigh from him, your curiosity gets the better of you, inching towards his side of the motel bed with cautious steps. “toji-san?”

his hands are hesitant to reach out towards you, but they make haste to grip onto your waist and although they’re nothing like the rough ones earlier, you still get a flutter in your heart at how big his hands seem to be. they wrap around your waist before his head falls onto your stomach. too scared to ask, you just settle for playing with his hair, content with the warmness of the embrace.

“you make me confused, woman.”

frowning, you raise his head from his safe place, “how so?”

you’re careful, because you know about toji’s past through rumours, you know about his hesitancy to show vulnerability. you’re holding his heart, and you’re hoping the words you mutter out don’t shatter and make him bleed again. toji grunts, yanking you down to sit beside him before staring into space as the night winds down. you can both hear the rooms quietening down and the world going to sleep.

“i don’t like this.”

and your heart breaks, because of how toji hates love and how every experience has never ended positively. we fuck and i leave, got it? if you tell me you like me or something, i’m breaking this off. so you lean forward to hold his cheek, offering a small smile.

“it’s okay if you don’t, i’ll be here no matter how you’re feeling; i won’t even say a word.”

toji curls his lip in disgust, but you know he doesn’t mean it when he grabs your hand, “that line was cheesy. i fuckin’ hate it.”

“it was good, i liked it.”

he only shakes his head with a sigh and lies down along with a gesture that says are you coming or what? before your smile is uncontainable and you’re moving to his side. even if you’ve only known what his body feels against you, you’re already hoping it’d happen again and toji reluctantly feels the same, wrapping an arm around your waist with lips to your hair. your heart soars when he doesn’t move away from your hand interlacing with his.

“not a word.”

you giggle at his tone, and the harshness of it. and if you read in between the lines, you’d see that there’s a bit of endearment in him, you just hoped you had the rest of your life to make him love love again.

ೃ⁀➷ CHOSO

“oh my, you feel so g-good,” choso has been brought down to nothing but whimpers as he reaches his high, knuckles white as he grips onto your ass tightly. it feels heavenly, and for a curse who doesn’t exactly know what he’s doing in the human realm, choso feels heavenly as he chants out your name like a mantra. his hips buck into you, chasing the last bit of his orgasm with you.

breathing together, you hold his face gently as you bask in the tender moment. his skin is pale and matches the rays from the moon, a glimpse of the sickly white colour that otherwise decorates the rock in space. no words are exchanged between the two of you, but you nod in question and he replies with the same gesture.

“i didn’t think it would feel this good,” he sighs, removing his hair ties from his twin buns as it’s all been messed up, letting his hair fall about his nape and shoulders. “thank you, darling.”

you make a noise, flustered at the pet name he uses, vaguely remembering talking about human relationships to him. so names like baby cakes are too cheesy, and anything beyond that is even worse — but what do you like, (y/n)? choso merely smiles at your reaction, pulling you to his chest to flip you over.

“i’ll pull out now, okay?” he whispers and when he hears a small okay from you, he pulls out and removes the condom. “are you okay, darling?”

“yes, yes i am, choso.” leaning up, you plant a small peck on his lips. “you sure are learning fast, aren’t you?” it garners a smile from the other because he knows what you’re talking about, and he plans to use it if it makes you stumble over your words and heat up and cover your face.

“i have a good teacher.” there’s the soft look in choso’s eyes. it’s one where you don’t notice as you train with yuji and trim his hair. there’s also his slight smile. it’s when he doesn’t want you to find out how high up on cloud nine he is when you play with his hair, and among other things. in this moment, it’s perfect, you think — lost in each other with no words muttered. you smile and choso smiles, and then laughter spills from you and he follows.

“i love you,” the words wouldn’t even need to be said, but choso says it anyway. his voice breaks and he sounds like he’s going to cry just holding you, but your beauty washes it away and he reminds himself not to sob over something that’s not lost. after all, you have bewitched him, body and soul — to be away from you would be a crime that he would never want to commit in his long life. not now, not in the future.

loved writing this but imma go to sleep now. love & reblogs are appreciated <3

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Winner Takes it All: All Might/Toshinori Yagi

Pairing: All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Reader

Ratings/Warnings: Explicit,18+

Summary: my fic for the nsfw collab! make sure to read the intro on the masterlist over on @secondhand-trash‘s blog!

When All Might knocked on the door to the hotel room, he wasn’t sure what to expect. Nemuri had set him up on multiple blind dates in the past and none of them had gone well. One had even been with a married woman desperate to “conquer some hero cock.” He shuddered at the thought. That woman had been even more plastic than the action figures they sold of him at Christmas time. Now that his identity had been revealed and he technically wasn’t “All Might” any more but regular Toshinori his life was easier but still difficult in many ways. He worried about any romantic anything ending up on the front cover of some gossip magazine, but Nemuri had assured him that his date was “super discreet” and wouldn’t leak any information. Toshinori had a horrible sinking feeling in his gut when she grinned and winked at him and told him that he was bound to have a “ton of fun,” but seeing as she had already set up the date, he could do little else but to attend. Imagining leaving a poor woman alone and waiting for hours after anticipating a nice outing made his heart clench with guilt. So despite his instincts, he arrived at the hotel at the exact time Nemuri specified. Despite his nerves, there’s no way even the Symbol of Peace with his heroic instincts had any idea what had awaited him behind the hotel room door.

As you got the text that the winner had arrived to claim their “prize,” the churning feeling in your gut intensified. Surely it was just some overweight creep that lived in his mom’s basement that had never touched a woman before. But…what if it was someone worse? They did a background check on the winner and assured you everything was safe but…what if they only cleared their background check because they hadn’t been caught yet? What if they were…a serial killer or something? And here you were, dressed in garters and stockings and nothing else. What would your mom say if you died like this?? Finding out your daughter is dead and is ALSO a cam girl must be—A knock on the door silenced your racing thoughts. You steeled your nerves and wrapped your fingers around the pepper spray you bought, prepared for the worse. “Come in!” you called out, hoping your voice didn’t shake as you put the partial cover you always wore in your videos over your face. The door softly swung open and your visitor shut it quietly behind him. A thin, very tall blonde man entered your vision. As he turned to face you, you both wore matching looks of shock. He was instantly recognizable because you had seen him just a few hours prior when you went to the store to buy your pepper spray. His face was plastered all over almost every single magazine there. “…A-All Might?”

Now when Toshinori opened the door, he did not expect to find someone sitting there wearing only a garter and stockings. What he certainly didn’t expect was for it to be someone he recognized. Nemuri had sent him a link with a winky face and no other message in an email last month. Knowing that usually it was something pornographic but SOMETIMES it was something important in the media about him or news about UA passed down from other coworkers, he opened it. When he did it opened up a video of…you. You were leaning back in a computer chair with a vibrator buzzing away on your clit, biting your lip trying to muffle the moans you were making. For some reason Toshinori found that he couldn’t close the window. He was…transfixed. Your body was natural and you seemed to be in genuine ecstacy. You looked so cute as your legs shook from the intensity of your impending orgasm. “I-I’m gonna…oh god I…I-I’m cumming!” you cried out as you pulled the vibrator away from your dripping pussy. His eyes immediately focused on your reddened swollen clit and spasming hole as more of your wetness seemed to trail down onto the chair. Your pussy spasming desperately around nothing was something that plagued his thoughts and fantasies long after that. He wanted to use his tongue and lick up the wetness and follow it back to your pussy and taste you. He wanted to suck on your adorable swollen clit and hear how many of those cute noises he could draw out of you. So of course, maybe he had pulled up the video a few times afterwards. And maybe he did pull out his cock, heavy and hot and hard, desperate for release. He was only human after all. When you called out his hero name, reality hit him hard. A sudden uneasy feeling and then the corresponding metallic taste in his mouth meant only one thing. “HNNNBGBLERGGAHBLEH!”

Your shock quickly morphed into concern and horror as you watched the Symbol of Peace cough up blood onto the carpet. “OH MY GOD, ARE YOU OKAY?!?!?! SHOULD I CALL A HOSPITAL?!?!? OH MY GOD, I SHOULD CALL A HOSPITAL!” You cried out as you pulled out your phone. All Might lunged for it, panic written across his face. “NO NO NO DON’T! I’m fine, I promise!” In your panic you had whipped off your facial covering and were now looking him directly in the eyes. “U-Uhm….please don’t tell anyone what I look like!” “O-Okay…” All Might replied. Though no longer muscular he was still very tall and had the same piercing blue eyes he always had. Despite what others said, you still found him just as handsome as when he was in his hero form. He was still looking at you in shock, but he seemed to have calmed down a bit. “Are you sure you’re okay?” you ask tentatively. “Yes, I’m fine. It’s just…something from an old injury,” he replied softly, large hand holding his side. “It happens all the time, but I’m okay.” “Then…does this mean you won the contest?” “What contest?” You furrow your brows in confusion. “You know, the gaming contest?” “T-The what?” As you begin to explain, realization begins to dawn on him. “No. I didn’t win any contest. I…I was set up.” As he starts to tell you his story from the beginning, you start to grow more and more embarrassed. “I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t know…you must be so grossed out right now. OH AND-!” You jump up from your seat on the bed and rush to the bathroom. When you reemerge, you’re wearing a bathrobe. “Here I am, sitting bare ass naked, and you were just expecting a normal date. I’m so sorry.” You look at him with guilt and sympathy. “I-It’s okay. I shouldn’t have even been surprised. It was set up by Nemuri, after all.” “Nemuri? Who’s that?” Your tilt your head and furrow your eyebrows in confusion. “She’s the pro-hero Midnight. She always sets me up on “dates” to try and get me to “live a little” or something. As you can imagine, none of them go well. At all. I don’t even know why I let her do it, but she seems to have fun playing matchmaker and usually nothing…like THIS happens.” “P-Pro-hero Midnight watches my videos?” “W-Well…yes, she does.” “And you do too? Is that why you recognized me?” You watch as All Might’s face turns beet red. “W-Well, Nemuri sent me a link in an email to one of your videos. A-And I….I watched it. A few times.” His voice grows quieter as he speaks, turning an even deeper shade of red. You laugh at how adorably shy he is. You never would have expected All Might, the greatest hero of all time, to have a shy side. “It’s okay, no need to be ashamed! I won’t tell anyone.” “You won’t?” “Cross my heart.” He breathed and audible sigh of relief and leaned back in the chair he was sitting from, across from your spot on the bed. “I’m sorry I’m not…what you expected tonight.” “Are you kidding? I was sure I was gonna get some gross basement dweller or a serial killer! Not All Might! You…You’re not a serial killer, are you?” He barks out a laugh that makes your heart do flips in your chest. “Of course not. I try to save people, not kill them.” You dramatically flop back down onto the bed. “Phew! Boy, was I worried for a minute there!” You both burst into laughter. “Still…I’m sure you weren’t expecting someone so old or scrawny. I’m sorry about that.” He glances off to the side as he rubs the back of his neck with his hand. “Hey, don’t sell yourself short! I think anyone would be lucky to have a shot with you. You’re still just as handsome as ever,” you grin cheekily at him. Toshi feels his face heat up. You…you think he’s handsome? “I’m sure you weren’t looking to spend your night with some random nobody from the internet, and a cam girl, no less.” Toshi fidgets in his chair as he looks at you as if to say something and then shuts his mouth. “What’s on your mind? Go ahead, I promise not to judge. I’ve already embarrassed myself quite a bit tonight and you’ve been nothing but nice about it, so it’s the least I can do.” The blush returns to Toshi’s cheeks as he takes a deep breath to steel himself as he looks you in the eyes. “I…I think you’re lovely, and anyone would be lucky to spend time with you. E-Especially me.” You feel heat rise to your cheeks. “R-Really? Then…do you want to?” Toshi’s eyes dart around the room to avoid your direct gaze. “W-Well…what do you mean by that specifically?” “You know…do you want me to sitonyourfaceitsokayifyoudontI’msorryifImadeyouuncomfortablebyaskingbutifyouwantI’mdown??” You stare down at your trembling hands and will them to stop shaking. Rejection isn’t the worst thing in the world…right? “I…I’m flattered but…you know that I can’t maintain my hero form anymore, right? I would…just look like this.” You blink at him owlishly. “Why would I want you to?” Even more heat floods his cheeks. “W-Well…I…I would…I-I think…if you’re fine with me…I would like that. A lot.” Toshi’s eyes finally meet yours, and you’re surprised at the intensity behind his gaze despite his obvious nervousness. “C-Can I…” “Of course, come sit on the bed.” You tense slightly as the mattress beside you dips under his weight. He reaches for your hand as his other meets your jaw and tilts your face towards him. He begins to lean in, closing his eyes, and you feel as if time itself has stopped. His lips softly meet yours and you feel…warm. “Was that okay? I’m sorry, I should have asked first, I-“ You cut him off by steading yourself with your unheld hand on his shoulder and lean in, pressing your lips to his. The world melts around you as you focus on the kiss. It’s gentle and soft and sweet, and you feel yourself melting. Slowly he kisses you harder and lightly touches his tongue to your bottom lip. You open your mouth and meet his tongue with yours, tangling them together. Your hands grasp at his shoulders as he slowly pushes you down onto the bed. “Is doing it like this okay?” he asks between panting breaths. The sight of Toshi’s face, intense eyes boring into you and lidded with desire, red cheeks, kiss swollen lips and panting mouth makes heat shoot straight down your spine to pool in your lower belly. “This is perfect, All Might.” He pauses in confusion for a moment. “If it’s not too much to ask, could you please call me Toshinori?” “Toshinori?” “Yes. That’s…that’s my real name.” You smile softly at him. “Of course! Toshinori it is.” He leans down to kiss you again. His kisses are soft but passionate and breathtaking. You bury your hands in his hair as you kiss him back. Slowly he pulls away, leaning in to press kisses down your neck. He starts softly, but as he continues downward, you can’t help but to let out a shaky sigh. He pulls back. “Still okay?” “Yes, but…just a bit nervous, sorry. Please keep going!” He smiles tenderly at you as he rests his hands on your cheeks and kisses you again. “Me too…I don’t normally do things like this.” “I…really don’t either.” He gives you yet another look of confusion. “Look…I’m new to this whole “cam girl” shit, cause it seemed like an easy way to make some extra money. And when the company sponsored me about this whole event and promised to donate it all to the failing animal shelter a ways from my house…I figured I could do something like this once and help it out. I mean…I figured it can’t be that bad, right? I just have to sit there and moan or whatever and boom, it’s over. Seemed easy enough…and then I can go home and never have to do this again. I’m usually not a “casual fling” type of girl, but…” The retired hero looks at you in surprise and then understanding. “I see. So what made you want to do this with me? I don’t want you to only because you feel obligated.” He pulls back slightly and sits up. You do the same. “Its not obligation, it’s not even because you’re All Might or anything. I just…thought you were cute and I like you and I just…wanted to, I guess. I-If you do.” He turns bashful at your admission. “I-I see. Well, to be honest…I have seen your videos. Quite a few of them actually, not just the one Nemuri sent me. I never imagined I’d ever be seeing you face to face, let alone doing something like this, but…I…I liked them. Your videos. Y-You, uhm…y-you’re very attractive. To me. A-And I’m sure a lot of other people too! B-But I…I like you too. Talking and getting to know you is, uhm…nice.” You beam up at him. “Really?” “R-Really. Of course.” You pull his face down to yours and press your lips against his. “So…can we keep going then?” Toshi relaxes a bit. “If you want.” I do!” He lays you down again and kisses you harder. This time not as soft, much rougher, but still just as passionate. When his lips meet your neck again, he lightly bites down, eliciting another shaky sigh from you. His hands begin to untie the robe at your waist and then slowly slide it off of your shoulders. Toshi sits up a moment to look at you underneath him, dressed in only a garter and stockings, eyes glazed over and hooded, and breathing heavily. You look so good like this, both adorable and irresistible…he hopes he can keep this mental image for a long, long time. He leans down again and starts to kiss from your collarbone downwards, his hands softly coming up to hold your breasts. He cups them gently and then starts to use his thumbs to tease and rub your nipples. A moan escapes you as your eyes automatically shut. “Oh, are you sensitive here?” “Y-Yes, that…feels so good.” He smirks at you as he lifts his head to meet your gaze. “I see. Good to know.” Finally his lips are on your breast as his hand is on the other one. He softly kisses the tip before he slides his tongue out to tease at your nipple, his thumb and forefinger teasing and pinching your other one. “A-Ahhh…that feels really, really good Toshinori! Please…keep going.” He hesitates at the sound of his name being called in your voice. He could listen to it for hours on end and never get tired of it. You crying it out in between pants and moans…He switches sides and continues to play with your nipples. You begin to squirm and squeeze your legs around him. Toshi continues to kiss down your abdomen, one hand at your hip, the other resting on your upper thigh. As his mouth traveled lower, his hand inched closer and closer to your core. He pulled his head back and ran his thumb up your wet slit. You moaned softly again and opened your legs wider. He did it again with more pressure, and you rolled your hips towards his finger. He paused and glanced up at your face. “Toshinori…please keep going. Please…” Your quiet breathy pleas sounded like a siren’s song, and Toshi felt absolutely entranced. Naked and panting like this, wet and waiting undermeath him…He held back a groan as he lowered his head and gently spread you open with his fingers. You felt pleasantly surprised. You figured you might not enjoy this but you found yourself feeling better that you had in a long time. You were even more wound up than when you touched yourself. At the feeling of him spreading your pussy open, you bit your lip and your legs shook slightly. The thought of anyone looking that closely at you would normally make you feel embarrassed, but it just made you that much wetter. How is it that just him looking at you turned you on? He gently ran two fingers up your slit again and then placed them on your clit and rubbed it in a circular motion with the barest hint of pressure. You moaned again, feeling too good to bite your lip to muffle the sounds. Toshinori glanced up again to look at your face. Your eyes were closed in bliss, your mouth open and your eyebrows drawn slightly together. You looked absolutely lovely, and Toshinori felt awestruck for a moment. Then he finally ran the flat of his tongue up your pussy, ending with the tip of it pressed to your clit. He repeated the motion and then sucked your clit into his mouth and groaned. Your legs instinctively closed around him as your hands slid into his hair. He felt his eyes roll back into his skull. You playing with his hair felt so, so damn good. He slid a hand up to your inner thigh to spread it open as he slid his tongue down inside of you. You couldn’t help but start to grind your hips into his face. You tasted so good. You were so tight and warm around his tongue. He began to move it in and out of you. Your hands tightened in his hair as you continued to moan. He began lapping at you in earnest, and then sucking your clit again as he slid his middle finger into you and curled it up against you, sliding a second finger in alongside it. He started to suck at your clit harder, tugging at it with his lips and making you cry out even louder as the pitch of your voice went higher. Toshi pulled back to look at his handiwork. Your clit was reddened and swollen, your pussy stretched around his fingers as your wetness coated them completely, slowly seeping down to your wrist. He let out a moan as he dove his back down to your clit and continued to tease it with his tongue and suck at it with his mouth while his fingers continued to fuck into you from below. You were beyond coherent thought at this point. This felt…better than any toy, that’s for sure. His hair was so soft between your fingers and speaking of fingers…his were thick and long and stretched your pussy out just so nicely. Is this man a god? Well…when you consider his hero career, the answer was probably yes. But finding out he was mindblowing at this as well…You felt yourself getting close. “I-I’m gonna—oh fuck oh my GOD—I’m gonna cum – Oh! Oh shit!—I’m gonna cum soon! Ah! Ah!” Toshi moved his fingers faster and sucked even harder at your clit. He pulled his mouth away from you for a moment. “Fuck, you look so—ugh—so perfect like this. Cum for me, just like this. Please. Just for me.” Hearing the deep and erotic rumble of his voice sent you over the edge. “I’m cumming Toshinori, oh god oh my fuck I-I’m—” You cut yourself off with a loud cry as you reach your orgasm, seeing pure white behind your eyelids as your whole body seemed to tense and shake with pleasure. He slowed down as you finished and pulled his fingers from you. You let out a soft groan under your breath as you looked down at him. His hand was covered in shiny fluid from his fingers to almost to his elbow. Did…did you do that? You sit up and try to catch your breath, struggling against the boneless feeling in your limbs. “Oh my god, I’m sorry! I didn’t know I….I didn’t even know I could do that!” Toshinori moves his hand up to his face and slips his fingers into his mouth and closes his eyes as if he can’t even hear you. You stare at him, wide eyed and slack jawed. He slowly opens his eyes and blinks as if coming into focus. “Did you say something?” He asks, head slightly tilted. You simply shake your head no, too overwhelmed to say anything else. “I hope that was okay.” “Okay? That was…way more than okay. Wow. I still can’t even…wow.” He chuckles. “You…you are absolutely adorable.” “I am?” He begins to laugh outright. “Yes!” You join him and laugh until both of your stomachs hurt. As the laughter subsides, a tense silence follows as neither of you knows what to say. Toshinori begins to get off the bed and leave as you grab his hand. “Wait…I know this is kinda the wrong order to go about things, but…could I have your number maybe?” He looks at you in surprise and then smiles wide enough to light up his whole face. “Of course. Maybe we can get dinner next time or something like that?” “I’d like that.” He turns to go, but stops and cradles your face in his hands to press his lips to yours. He slowly pulls away. “I’ll be looking forward to it.” As he shuts the door behind him, butterflies come to life in your stomach as a smile reaches your lips. “I’ll be looking forward to it too.” you whisper to yourself in the now empty hotel room. Love can bloom in the strangest of places, you think as you lie down on the bed and wait for your heart to slow back down to normal.

|♡|  Favorite Creators! |♡|

Here are some of my favorite authors on Tumblr! This is in no particular order and I just want to showcase some people who I reference a lot, gain inspiration from, or have played a huge part on my page! ALL TUMBLR AUTHORS HAVE MY HEART ♡ (⇀ 3 ↼)

@mushymushrxom​ - Skyler (^˵◕ω◕˵^)

This is the first person I started talking to on Tumblr! She means a whole lot to me, always so kind and encouraging when it came to me starting posting! I really enjoy her content, I love monsters and she is always so open to my ideas and request! Such variety and openness is hard for me to find. 100% recommend. 

@katscki​ - Amelia (っ˘з(˘⌣˘ ) ♡

Another one of the first people I started talking to on Tumblr! I sent her a message once and I am not gonna lie I was scared because I thought she’d be too important to talk to me but oh how I was wrong! Very supportive of me and shares my love of Bakugo, all her posts are so sweet and make my heart warm! 100% recommend.

@yuujispinkhair​ - Winter (*♡∀♡)

I was a silent fan of Winter’s page for the longest and only recently started interacting, but oh my god how interactive and friendly they are! She is always quick to respond to comments and asks and I strive to be as good of a writer as her. Love all their posts, but I can’t lie when I say I don’t have my favorites that I re-read when I am craving some Yuuji content. Perfect mix of sex and love. 100% recommend. 

@21-06-1996​​ - Rekha  (⁀ᗢ⁀)

Rekha is another one of those accounts where I was worried she was too important to talk but I was wrong! We’ve had minimal interactions but they all have been very pleasant. She posts often about a verity of characters and has superb writing skills.  100% recommend.

@libidinous-weeb​ - Lee (☆▽☆)

Lee is very sweet to me and is so friendly. They deserve more interaction and love on their page! I love how much they bring to my attention how I could make my writing more inclusive to everyone, it is feedback I value and appreciate. They are also very talented and I look forward to all their posts.  100% recommend.

MORE TO COME SOON...!

TOO GOOD BRO

PERVERT !

༚.°FT: Midoriya Izuku, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Eijiro Kirishima !

SYNOPSIS: bnha boys being pervs <3

༚.°TW/CW: EVERYONE IS OVER 18 ! Dark content-ish (?) Male masturbation, non-con pictures in bakugou’s. Fleshlight, toys, slight objectification, kirishima gets off to your voice (phone sex-ish) HELP LMFSO? Idk, smut, nsfw.

༚.°AN: MINORS DNI ! I overwrote a lil in bakugous part lol

# MIDORIYA IZUKU:

Midoriya is filthy. You’re the only one he thinks of when he’s stroking his cock late at night. He wishes you were here to watch him hump his hand like a dog in heat—what would you say? You’d surely think he was fuckin’ gross, right? Poor guy can’t help it. You always look at him with such warmth and amenity, it drives him crazy—it makes his cock throb. Right now, he’s disgusted with himself but he can’t stop, it’s a constant cycle.

Precum oozes out his slit and his breathing becomes heavy, he wonders how your hand would feel in contrast to his—Yours would be much softer, smaller. He’d like to pin the blame on you for making him feel this way but he knows it isn’t your fault. It’s his own fault for having such lewd thoughts about his sweet, fellow colleague. His cock twitches in his hand and his balls tighten, ropes and ropes of cum spurt all over his abs n chest. He slowly exhales the breath he has been absentmindedly holding in.

# KATSUKI BAKUGOU:

Bakugou is slick, sly. He always has that “Fuck off” attitude around you, he shows no soft spot—he treats you like the rest of his colleagues, in his eyes, you’re another extra—as he has stated multiple times over and over and over again, you foolishly believe it all. You’re inclined to believe it. It’s all an act though, behind that gruff and nonchalant persona is a total pervert. You make everything so easy, it’s like you’re trying to let him catch a sneak peek of your panties. Why else would you go up the narrow stairs before him?? short pleated skirt swaying with each movement of your hips, pink panties on display for him to see.

He hastily pulls out his phone—god he’s shameless, is it really his fault though? He snaps a blurry picture, quickly, before you can realize it. He makes good use of that picture when he gets home. He boldly thrusts his leaking cock into the tight fleshlight, his cock is wet n’ sticky n’ it’s all your fault. Despite how badly the picture was taken he can clearly see the outline of your pussy—it drives him nuts. He wants nothing more than to have you sprawled out on his bed as he rapidly thrusts his cock into your pretty lil’ cunt.

# SHOTO TODOROKI:

Much like bakugou, shoto doesn’t particularly pay much attention to you, he tries to keep his distance. He tries but sometimes he slips. You often catch him staring at your exposed legs or whenever you’re wearing a low-cut shirt, his eyes are almost, always glued to your tits. Shoto tries to do it discreetly, but you always notice—you don’t really mind, it’s cute to watch his bulge strain against the rough fabric of his jeans and watch the heat rush to his face after being called out.

He doesn’t know if he should be ashamed for looking or be ashamed because he got caught—Either way he has a clear picture of your breasts deep in the back of his mind. Whenever he’s alone, they’re the first things that come to mind—honestly the thought of your breasts—alone, gets him hard in seconds. He imagines his cock in between them, gettin’ them all wet and sticky with his cum. He imagines his slim fingers playing with your pretty, hard nipples, it’s embarrassing how fast he cums all over his hand. You get him so hard, you should take responsibility for it, right?

# EIJIRO KIRISHIMA:

Kirishima doesn’t pay any attention to what you’re blabbering on about, he’s simply nodding to your soft-spoken words with a grin and hazed eyes as his hand laps over his length. You’re so pretty, so soft-spoken—you get his cock incredibly hard. He’d never admit it out loud but you’re all he thinks about, day and night. His large, calloused hand strokes his cock, slowly. Kirishima is quiet—he bites his lip to prevent any moan from slipping out. You notice but don’t say anything.

His hips thrust up into his hand, the vein running on the underside of his cock, throbs. Would you ever forgive him if you found out? His fingers graze against his leaky tip, it’s almost enough to push him over the edge of heaven. His jaw clenches and his balls tighten, thrills ripple inside his stomach like harsh waves hitting the beach on a sunny day. With a muffled groan, cum sprays all over his hand. he only sighs before turning his attention over to you.