Please Elaborate On Iwa Maddog Threesome 🧎

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featuring various characters from jujutsu kaisen, tokyo revengers, attack on titan, my hero academia and kuroko no basuke

trigger warning: smut (degradation, size kink, breeding kink, brat taming)

𝐃𝐄𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 kink.

"you're such a fucking slut, watching me while I touch myself."

you whine weakly, trying to rub your legs together but the ropes keep your legs wide open, making it impossible for you to get friction where you hopelessly need.

"whores don't get to touch themselves are they? look at the mess you've made and I haven't even touched you yet." he says as he rises from his seat.

"please... plea-" you try to beg, watching him slowly get on top of you but a slap on the curve of your ass interrupts you.

"please what?" he demands, lifting your chin up to look into your eyes.

you feel the bulge of his pants brush against your clit, making your legs tremble.

"master! please master." you quickly respond and a condescending smile appears on his lips.

not letting go of your chin, he slowly runs his thumb over your lower lip.

"that's right. I am your master, and you are my slut. repeat after me: you. are. my. slut."

you do as he says, repeating his words while looking up at him like he was your lord and savior.

"good. now let me take a look at the mess you've made down there and see how much you soaked the sheets you dirty fucking thing."

𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 kink.

gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, naoya zenin, sukuna, katsuki bakugo, hitoshi shinso, dabi, tomura shigaraki, baji keisuke, hanma shuji, nahoya kawata (smiley), haruchiyo sanzu, izana kurokawa, hajime kokonoi, ran haitani, rindo haitani, levi ackerman, eren yaeger, porco galliard, aomine daiki, akashi seijuro, midorima shintaro

"ah ah not so soon little thing." he coos at you, gently caressing your cheek.

you lift your hips, trying to get the friction you desperately want to make you cum, but a harsh slap on your thigh makes you stop. your eyes start watering over all the frustration you feel, your chest rising up in an irregular rhythm, trying to catch your breath trough your parted lips. he sees the anger and the exasperation in your eyes and it makes him smile.

"but...fuck, I want to cum..."

the man tilts his head to the side, giving you a fake compassionate smile.

"aw you want to cum so bad?" his condescending tone makes you whine and you shake your head yes.

you see him lowering his eyes to your throbbing pussy, feeling fully exposed, as he licks his lips, seeing your hole clenching around nothing. perhaps it's this delightful sight that makes him start to rub your swollen clit again, not quickly enough for your liking as you try to lift your hips once again but this time he grabs your skin harshly, holding you in place. he fucking loves this, making you crave for his touch, edging you so many times to the point where you can't think of anything else but him and only him. he smirks while accelerating the movement of his fingers, you feel like your heart is going to jump out of your chest, your whimpers getting louder and louder as your back starts to arch, but right when your vision is getting blurry he stops. this time the tears flow freely from the corner of your eyes, feeling all the strength in your body abandon you. he smiles once again, these are the moments he likes the most, when you're completely broken.

"hold it a little longer for me mmh? if you beg I might even speed up a little." he's so mean.

megumi fushiguro, gojo satoru, geto suguru, mahito, tenya iida, denki kaminari, hitoshi shinso, dabi, keigo takami, manjiro sano (mikey), takashi mitsuya, hanma shuji, nahoya kawata (smiley), haruchiyo sanzu, wakasa imaushi, rindo haitani, connie springer, jean kirstein, kise ryota, aomine daiki, akashi seijuro

𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 kink.

"'feels too good. fuck- you feel too fucking good." he said breathlessly, hitting your spot a little harder with each thrust.

you feel warm and your mind is clouded with pleasure, your legs are wrapped around his hips to make him thrust even deeper into you. your moans are shameless and it makes him smile.

"that's it lovely, let everyone know how good I'm making you feel, how much you love this cock."

his dirty words make your pussy tighten around him and the rolling of his hips become messy. he's close, and so are you.

"please... cum inside, w-want to feel it inside of me." you manage to say.

he stops for a second, like he needed to process what you just said, and within a second after he lifts your legs until they practically touch your shoulders, entering you in a whole new way. he's even more close now, you can feel his breath brushing your face, and there's no where to hide your fucked out expression.

"you want me to cum in this pretty pussy mmh?"

you try to answer but all you can do is weakly holding onto his chest, the way he's pounding into you left you speechless, your whole body jolting under his strength while you bounce up and down under his erratic speed.

"'want me to pump you full of my cum? 'to catch you fucking pregnant mmh?"

you can only nod your head, not trusting your voice as you feel yourself getting closer.

"that's it, be good and cum for me while I stuff this pussy full."

geto suguru, toji fushiguro, sukuna, kento nanami, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, shota aizawa, keigo takami, takashi mitsuya, ken ryuuguji (draken), baji keisuke, souta kawata (angry), hajime kokonoi, seishu inui, eren yeager, reiner braun, erwin smith, jean kirstein, porco galliard, murasakibara atsushi, midorima shintaro, kiyoshi teppei

𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 kink.

"you're doing great, k-keep going..."

you feel your cheeks heat up when you hear his voice breaks as you keep sucking him. swirling your tongue around his thick member, you feel him moving his hips a little. like you were answering him, you took him deeper into your mouth, until his dick touched the back of your throat, making you gag.

"fuck yeah, just like that. you're so good."

his words make you accelerate the movement of your head, keeping your balance by placing your hands on both of his thighs. you take a second to catch your breath, his dick making a loud "bop" while coming out of your mouth.

"come here." he says, while gently getting you up.

"did you like it?" you anxiously ask, looking at him with your pretty eyes as he smiles sweetly at you.

"yeah, you did really good, and now I want to reward you. lay there for me okay?" he whispers while slowly lowering his body until you feel his hot breath against your sensitive part, mewling sweetly when he starts kissing it.

"so pretty and so good for me. let me take care of you now, let me treat you good."

yuji itadori, yuta okkotsu, geto suguru, choso, todo aoi, kento nanami, izuku midoriya, eijiro kirishima, tenya iida, shota aizawa, keigo takami, takashi mitsuya, ken ryuuguji (draken), chifuyu mastuno, kazutora hanemiya, souta kawata (angry), takemichi hanagaki, wakasa imaushi, seishu inui, armin arlert, connie springer, reiner braun, jean kirstein, zeke yeager, kagami taiga, kise ryota, murasakibara atsushi, kiyoshi teppei

𝐃𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐘𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀.

the pleasure is too intense, your body is so tense yet so lost and needy. you've lost count of how many times you already cum, all you can feel is his pulsing dick ramming into you, hitting that spot oh so sweetly. a delicious pressure starts to build in your belly, making you feel like heaven on earth, waves of pleasure washing over you.

"you're crying for me babe? ain't that sweet..." he softly says, and you only now notice the tears running down on your face.

without slowing down, and before you can wipe them away, he licks your cheeks, drinking your salty tears as you cry out his name.

"yeah cry for me, fucking cry while I stuff you nice and full."

megumi fushiguro, yuta okkotsu, toji fushiguro, mahito, sukuna, shota aizawa, dabi, manjiro sano (mikey), ken ryuuguji (draken), chifuyu mastuno, kazutora hanemiya, souta kawata (smiley), tetta kisaki, haruchiyo sanzu, hajime kokonoi, ran haitani, eren yeager, jean kirstein, armin arlert, zeke yeager, aomine daiki, akashi seijuro

𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄 kink.

"t-too big mmh! I'm not... fuck-" you try to speak, feeling his cock splitting you open.

"you can do it, you've done it before." he softly says, stroking your cheek with his knuckles.

he has to restrain himself to sink deep into your tight entrance, so warm and ready for him. he has always felt a certain kind of fascination, seeing his thick member swallowed by your greedy hole. he hums softly at you while rolling his hips at a low pace.

"I'm almost all the way in, you're doing a good job sweetie fuck-" he can't help but curse at the end, watching the slight bulge that has appeared on your lower stomach.

you let out a breathy moan, holding onto his strong arms, your back arching when he's finally fully inside, bottoming you out.

"oh my fucking- move please, can you move?"

he smiles at your sweet beggings, placing his hand on each side of your head to get more comfortable. with his body towering yours, he starts to thrust into you, completely hypnotized by the way you're taking him.

𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆.

yuji itadori, gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, choso, todo aoi, katsuki bakugo, eijiro kirishima, tomura shigaraki, ken ryuuguji (draken), baji keisuke, hanma shuji, ran haitani, wakasa imaushi, reiner braun, erwin smith, jean kirstein, porco galliard, zeke yeager, kagami taiga, murasakibara atsushi, kiyoshi teppei

"not so bold now are you? where's that smirk you were wearing before?"

your fucking underwear stuffed inside of your mouth, you try to answer, only letting out incoherent sounds which makes him smile. he starts walking slowly around you, touching your hair slightly while you can't do anything but wait, with your hands tied behind your back.

"you want to speak mmh? well go on, speak, and fucking behave." he says, making you sit on the bed while he gets behind you, removing the gag in your mouth.

"make me." are the only words you can pronounce before he wraps his hand around your neck, pressing your back against his chest as his legs force yours open.

"you really want to be like this? when we both know who will break first? why torturing yourself uh?" he whispers against your ear, his hand slowly descending from your chest to your lower parts.

you breath begins to accelerate when his hand starts to slowly rub your clit, in an agonizing slowness. feeling your pussy throbbing on his fingers, he tightens his grip on your throat.

"you're enjoying this don't you? you like when I put you back into your place, you like it when I'm so rough with you, making you shut your filthy mouth."

before you can even let out a whimper, he moves his hand to place it on your mouth, while he keeps rolling your clit between his fingers.

"let's see how long you can last before breaking."

toji fushiguro, naoya zenin, mahito, izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki, shota aizawa, hitoshi shinso, dabi, tomura shigaraki, manjiro sano (mikey), hanma shuji, nahoya kawata (smiley), tetta kisaki, rindo haitani, levi ackerman, erwin smith, porco galliard, midorima shintaro

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a/n: here is my piece for the summer euphoria collab! Thank you to bully girls server for having me :3

for every reblog I’ll give you a kiss bcs writing this took shit ton of energy from me <3

synopsis: good girls don’t cheat in their tests. even if you have to- at least don’t get caught, yeah?

THIS POST IS NSFW! Minors do not interact or I’ll bite.

warnings: dub-con, almost non-con, dark fic, blackmail, age-gap, degrading, corruption, dacryphilia idk if anything else please lmk

You were a good girl. 

An innocent little girl who did everything by the book, always wearing your little school skirt, beige, tight blouse, and tight necktie, you represented the school perfectly with your bright smile, a pretty face, and ugly, ugly grades.  

Your hair a mess as he threads his long fingers through them, your always perfect necktie now pushed in your throat and damp with your drool, blouse ripped open just for him, and your skirt hiked up on your waist; Suna Rintarou loves to destroy everything about you.

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ok you’re so cool i was a little scared to ask hehe

but really…i want mattsun to bully me pls 😩😩 that gunplay thirst wow i really want to gag on his dick while he spits in my face what is wrong with me he has no screen time and is still hot as fuck

BRUH FRATBOY MATTSUN WAIT THIS GAVE ME THE IDEA OKAY WAIt

pls no nothing cool here 😫 but thank you qhejqje (I wrote this twice man, pray for my poor heart) i love thirst like these don't be shy send me the kinkiest shit I have so many issues 🥴🥴

PLEASE you don't understand, as I personally proclaimed him as haikyuu's biggest sadist (okay maybe after sakusa), and since all my thoughts are canon 😋 lemme bless you with what I have in mind babe-

THIS POST IS NSFW! Minors do not interact or I'll bite.

warnings: taking pictures, on your pretty face he nut on :3 spitting, slapping (soft), oral (male receiving), fingering, size kink hehe, this is heavy yall, idk what else uhh, calling names?? Tell me if I missed smtn

here's gunplay w mattsun because I'm a whore and here's the taglist form if you wanna be tagged when I post!

You don't like parties.

The way your short skirt and tiny top feels awkward on your body, the air heavy and feels dirty, cigarette smoke hanging in the air making your eyes and throat burn.

It all feels too much, you don't even like to drink, you know you don't fit in this place, but you just wanted to live your life for once.

Even saying that leaves a weird, foreign taste in your mouth, it's not something you'd say, after all, not something you'd you'd think, really, it's just you trying to calm yourself using your friend's words.

"Please- just come with me babe," she had begged and begged, "I finally have a chance with Matsukawa please don't let me go alone!"

For some reason, she was so damn obsessed with the guy lately, texting him so damn often, squealing with happiness whenever he texted back 8 hours later (earliest and dry: ok 👍), doing everything she could to get his attention- so there was no way you could say no when she asked you to be there for her.

But you just couldn't have known it would turn out this way.

"What a fucking slut," his breath fans on your neck, lips tracing the shell of your ear, you can feel his lazy smile, your back flush against his chest. "Getting fingered by her friend's crush."

He's obsessive as his touch never once leaves you room to breathe, large hands groping and pulling on your tits spilling from your blouse ripped open, fingers planted in your panties under the skirt your friend had gave to you (maybe you'll get lucky, she had winked.)

"She's your best friend, too, no?" His fingers circle your clit making you whine loudly, "how much of a whore do you have to be to fuck your best friend's crush?"

"-'m not!" You whine but your body betrays you by bucking your hips on his fingers, knees shaking as you fall deeper into his heavy touch. "I'm not a whore!"

"Sure you aren't sweet girl," Matsukawa's lazy gaze lingers on your face contracting with pleasure as his fingers start thrusting in and out of you, laughing at the sounds your pussy makes, "and this pretty little pussy isn't yours, either, making the sluttiest fucking sounds- fuck, do you fucking hear yourself, darlin'?" He groans behind you, grinding his hard cock on your ass, his huffs of short pants and moans making you feel dizzy.

"Please-!" Your hand closes around the wrist of his hand fingering you into oblivion. "Mattsun, please!"

His fingers are so long and so big- two of them barely fit inside you and he still pushes a third in, his cock twitching at the way how you can't even take three of his fingers, wondering how you'll manage to take his cock, grinding his hips and moaning so sinfully at the tears welling in your eyes.

Your body shakes so much against his, you're so small compared to him, Matsukawa wonders if he can even fit the tip of his cock in this tight pussy- even if he could, you're so damn sensitive, already crying, already drooling, all over yourself like a stupid fucking whore.

You're close, he can tell. Your body starts squirming even more, you can't stay still as his fingers keep going in and out of you and-

"I'm cumming!" You scream as your whole body shakes uncontrollably, "imcummingimcumming-"

The way you clamp down on his fingers as you do is nothing but exciting for him, thinking how it'll feel around his cock if you're this tight just around his fingers. When you finally come down of your high, your limp body is ushered onto your knees before you even know what's happening, your head lolling around, eyes shut close, you're about to sleep.

"Wake up," Matsukawa furrows his brows, his hand grips your jaw and shakes your head around, watching the way your mouth opens to suck on his digits, "fucking wake up, slut."

His large fingers tap on your damp cheeks, large hand landing a "soft" slap on your damp cheeks to jerk you back awake when shaking you doesn't work.

(you look pretty like this. fingered unconscious, head lolling around like a doll, your tits all for his gaze to see and enjoy.)

He grins when you moan.

You open your eyes only to find a huge cock against your lips, Matsukawa grinning down at you, his fingers trying to dip in your mouth and give his cock access at your pretty tongue.

He rubs the tip of his cock on your lips, the salty precum making you flutter close your eyes, the sheer size of him causing panic to start welling up.

"Spit on it, pretty thing," he orders as his hand slowly pumps his cock, still rubbing it on your face, now on your eyes and brows, humiliating- but has you clenching in your panties nonetheless.

You do, a trickle of spit falling on his cock, but it's just too big and you're small- it can't even lather the upper half.

The moment your spit touches his cock, Matsukawa's large hand flies into your hair, pulling on the locks so mercilessly, making you cry out a scream, your face forcefully being turned up, your neck aching.

"You call that spitting?" He snarls at your face, lips curled in pain, and suddenly his lazy demeanor is lost to a cold, dangerous one. "I'll show you what spitting is."

It's not a second after you feel something wet on your face, foreign and disturbing, trickling down to the left corner of your mouth. Matsukawa's fingers start spreading the fluid even more on your face, they dip into your mouth and make you taste him.

"Ooh, fuck-" he groans at how pathetic of a bitch you are, taking his spit so good, the guy that your best friend has such a desperate crush on. "Fuck, you little bitch, suck my fucking cock, already. Bet you can do it much better than your stupid friend, show me how good you suck a cock, baby."

He's huge, he's huge in your mouth, almost impossible to fit, but you somehow stuff that little mouth with his cock, and even do a good job about it.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He groans, hands still pulling on your skin, your hair, however he can hurt you as you suck his cock. "So damn good!"

As he finally pulls out, so close to cumming, he starts pumping himself vigorously before your eyes, staring into your awaiting mouth and his cock twitching even more.

You look ruined, your pretty face wet with his and your spit, your tears caused by the way he had fucked your mouth and now-

"Fuck, I'm cumming." He groans, and you feel the hot, sticky fluid all over your face, running down your face, some you can catch in your mouth.

It feels awful, to have someone's cum on your face, especially someone who cumms buckets of it, you almost can't breathe by just how much cum he has.

your phone rings.

you hear the ring of a text.

"I think Matsukawa's fucking some other bitch tonight, where are you? I just wanna go home."

You can't read it as you're busy trying to taste as much of his cum as you can- but Matsukawa sees it, and he has a pretty idea.

With his cock still half hard, Matsukawa reaches for his phone, opening your friends contacts, and the camera.

"Hey, sweetheart," he calls for you, your face still covered with his cum, you look more beautiful than you ever did. "Smile for me."

snap, and send.

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warnings: bimbo reader. oral (reader receiving), mentions of bimbo reader being a lil too easy to fuck <3

Iwaizumi heard a lot about you.

The pretty little thing, the one with a clueless gaze in her eyes, walking around the campus with your skimpy skirts and tight blouses, shining a dumb smile.

He heard a lot about you- how good you are is a common talk around the campus, boys can't hold their laughter when you pass by them, elbowing each other, to give courage to go up to you, you're so dumb, anyway, you won't give them a hard time. He's heard so many stories about you, how tight you are when you get slapped across your face, how pretty you look when you're choking on some cock, how easy it is to have you on your knees or your face pushed into a mattress.

But he wonders why he never heard anyone talk about how ruined you look when you're sitting on someone's face.

"Iwaizumi-san, please!" You beg, your dainty fingers curling in his locks of brown hair, you feel him smile against your pussy. "Please 's too much, too much!"

But you just keep pushing yourself even more on his face, almost giving him no room to breathe, though he doesn't mind, breathing is the last thing he has in mind. "Iwaizumi-san!" You call out for him again, your thighs shake around his head, you're pulling hard on his hair.

He's making you feel so good- so good, you think you might pass out. The overwhelming feeling has you feeling dizzy but you can't stop humping his pretty face, needing more of his tongue, a feeling so foreign but so good, you can't believe you never felt it before.

"I'm gonna- please, please I'm gonna-"

You can't even hold it back as you're cumming for yet another time right on his face, your whole body shaking on top of him so much he thinks you might topple over like a mindless little doll.

"Fuck, baby," he laughs as he pulls away from under you, your gaze flutters when you see his tongue darting out to collect more of your cum on his face, "you taste so damn good."

"Nnh-" You whimper shakily, "d-don't say that."

Your hair damp with sweat, face shining with tears and drool, Iwaizumi thinks he might just go right back between your thighs. "It's true, pretty girl," he laughs at the embarrassed pout you give him, "you feel so good sitting on my face."

"Felt- felt good." You manage to whisper, you look ungodly between his sheets, sheets now ruined with your cum, you look even dumber than you were before, and all that just by his tongue.

Iwaizumi can't believe he's the first one to eat you out.

You were so eager to give him anything he wanted, was on your knees waiting for the man, waiting to be manhandled as you always are whenever anyone has their hands on your tits, it was so cute to see you confused when he had instead pushed you on the bed, nudging your legs apart to plant a kiss on your pretty panties.

"What- what are you doing, Iwaizumi-san?"

And it was so damn adorable to find a wet patch forming on them, too, when he gave you a lopsided smirk in answer; green eyes glinting with amusement, a brow quirking up in question. "Gotta get you ready first, doll."

"Get me ready?" You looked so lost, you really were as pretty as they said you were, after all.l, whimpering even only when he peeled your panties off, his hot breath against your pussy, "b-but... not with your fingers?"

"I can do that," he had shrugged, "but why should I pass on tasting a pretty pussy?"

The way you had whimpered so needily at that, your head falling back on the bed, squirming under his hold- fuck. "Have you never been eaten out?"

For the first time since ehe had approached you that night, Iwaizumi looked surprised. "Did no one ever taste you, doll?"

"N-ah- no."

"Fuck."

Maybe you shouldn't have given that answer, you think, because the moment you had done, Iwaizumi had made it his mission to make you cum as many times as you could on just his tongue.

"Come on, baby," he says, pulling you back upright, giving you support from your back as your body can't move by yourself anymore, "give me one more."

You had lost count on the amount of times you had came on him, and even when you couldn't sit upright anymore, his hands digging in your hips held you there. "Can't have enough of you, pretty girl," he spoke from beneath you, feels your pussy flutter against his lips, "can't wait to fuck into this pussy."

"F-ah, Iwaizumi-san! It feels-" you couldn't even breathe from all the pleasure you were feeling, making you feel dizzy, every thought ripped out of your pretty little mind other than the man you were sitting on his face on. "Feels good!"

Maybe it's a little cruel, as you're reduced to a ragdoll at this point, but you look irresistible with your skirt hiked up around your waist, blouse ripped open for his gaze, still shaking from all the times he made you cum.

"I can't!" You cry, your body falling limp, head lolling on his chest and resting there. You hot breaths fan against his bare skin, his cock jumping in his pants. "I never came this many times before."

"You haven't?" He laughs, the sound making you squirm against his body, "did no one ever make you cum so much?"

"No," you whimper, "they make me make them cum, instead."

He guessed as much, college boys can be too selfish most of the time, but it's still a surprise to hear it coming from your lips. And Iwaizumi will never understand why anyone would want to miss out on how fucking amazing you look right now, limp and snuggled against his body, holding onto him as you'll fall back on the bed if you don't.

"Wanna make you feel good, Iwaizumi-san," you speak between your breaths. "I'm good at it."

Your hand starts to move on his thigh, slowly making its way to his leaking hard cock tenting under his pants. "I'm sure you are, doll," he tells you, "one more, baby, give me one more and I'll fuck you, okay?"

You can't say no to that, he knows, he's been aware of your eyes always falling down lower on his pants whenever you have the chance, he can see the way you lick your lips excitedly.

And you're a good girl, a good girl that does anything to make him happy, aren't you?

(Not ship) Fateful rainy night

playmate of the year.

synopsis ↷ congratulations on playmate of the year, too bad the others don’t think you deserve it. dating the ceo must have it’s perks, right? but don’t take it to heart too much, jealousy is never pretty on anyone.

warnings ↷ dubcon, age gap (37 vs. 22), power dynamics, alcohol consumption, light impact play, size kink, breeding, daddy kink, playmate/bunny reader, ceo nanami, detailed anxiety attack, trying to fit nanami's cock in you while he sips on wine.

character ↷ nanami kento.

wc ↷ 3.5K

Uncomfortable. Uncomfortable and out of place is what (Name) felt as she stood in the mix of the seemingly never ending crowd. The growing knot of anxiety that sat in her chest was becoming unbearable as more unfamiliar faces with large fake smiles congratulated her with hugs and chaste kisses to the cheek. Everything felt like a fever dream. Like she was on the brink of drowning in a large body of roaring waters struggling to keep her head a float. The more she thrashed and panicked, the more water she let into her lungs. (Name) felt like she was choking but her outward demeanor and appearance didn’t match what she had been feeling on the inside. She didn’t know at what point she got so good at hiding her emotions so well but at times like this she was thankful no one could tell that she was quite literally on the verge of passing out.

The gentle smile on her lips was so inviting and warm as she walked through the crowd but her eyes were in desperate search of somewhere quiet— somewhere that she could calm the harsh and destructive waves that she called her mind. She wanted to feel like a small pond on a blooming spring day decorated with lily pads and a family of ducks that splashed around gently. Not an ocean in the middle of a dark and intense storm, the kind of storm that made captains and pirates alike fear for their lives when out sailing the high-high seas. (Name) found a bit of that solidarity in a quiet hallway somewhere tucked away from the madness of the event. She thanked her instincts, the need to find a tranquil place led her feet to where she was now.

The coolness from the wall felt good against her fervent skin. She was far away enough from the bustling party for the music and the laughs to be muffled from the distance. The champagne flute held in her manicured hand had condensation droplets clinging onto the glass. (Name) was lost in thought as she stared at the fizzy, pale yellow drink. Her hand made the liquid swirl around the glass making the bubbles pop louder. She felt her heart rate regulate back to its resting pacing and her thoughts begin to settle down. Too caught up in her own thoughts, she didn’t hear the elegant footsteps coming towards her until a pair of expensive dress shoes were caught in her line of sight.

(Name)’s eyes trailed up the man that stood in front of her from his shoes, to his luxury pinstripe suit and all the way to his handsome chiseled face. He had a good few inches on her height, even in her heels. There wasn’t a single hair out of place as his hardened brown eyes looked down at you with a blank stare on his features. There was something so compelling about his presence— so spellbinding that anyone could go weak in the knees and dumb in the head just by his stare.

Nanami Kento. 37. CEO of Playboy Enterprises. Her boss. Her lover.

“Congratulations.” His voice sounded like honey and velvet as he spoke. It never failed to make her heart skip a beat making her feel like she was back in grade school and her crush just looked at her and smiled. The intense feeling of infatuation is what she felt for him.

“Kento, thank you.” (Name) offered him a soft smile, or rather a weak one. Her dampened energy didn’t go unnoticed by the handsome blond. Nanami took a step closer to her, his body pressed against her frame as his large hand cupped her chin making her look up at him. He smelled so good, he was wearing that cologne she liked so much. Burberry Amber Heath. His scent, his presence, his touch— it all made her feel good. He made her feel good.

Their relationship was far from appropriate. It was the first rule in the handbook: direct or indirect relationships with clients and members are strictly prohibited from dating or having sexual relationships within the company. Maybe it was an “abuse” of Nanami’s power when he got involved with her. Maybe it was a little… unethical that he fed into the fact that no one would say anything to his face about the relationship, they wouldn’t dare to if they still wanted a job. Maybe it was a little questionable when her CEO offered to take her home after her shift at the cabaret. Nanami couldn’t help himself, (Name) was so… charming and it helped that she was drop dead stunning.

Now, Nanami was a calculated man. A realist. But he couldn’t help but to think visiting one of his clubs on that particular night had to be fate. Naturally, he was saw with the top bunny of the night: (Name). He remembers her greeting him with a joyous “Hi, Mr. Nanami! What can I get for ya?” Her pearly white smile, her cheerful giggles and the way her bunny suit hugged her curves all had him smitten. He’s seen his fair share of beautiful faces but she had a glow to her as she worked the floor, twirling around effortlessly in her heels while she held a silver serving tray that held various foods and wines. Nanami wanted her for himself. Selfish? Yes, but he wasn’t a man that was used to hearing “no.” He saw something in her that he liked, something that he wanted more of. Nanami thought of himself as a good judge of character and: he liked her. Nanami saw potential in her

“Why are you alone?” He asked, his eyes studying for any signs of distress. Her eyes shifted to the side when she heard loud voices and giggles. A group of attendees walked past the end of the hallway frame, one of them saying something about not being able to find the bathroom through the rest of the group’s chatter. Nanami didn’t take his eyes off her, instead opting to gaze down at her side profile. He was looking for something. Searching for the truth as if staring a hole into her was going to answer all the questions he had. Nanami gave her head a gentle but firm turn so that her attention was back on him.

“The other girls are giving me nasty looks tonight, ‘makes me run away.” (Name) said with a subtle pout forming on her cherry glossed lips. Nanami wondered if they were flavored— your lips. He’s not one to admit it but he enjoys it when he can taste the fruity sweetness of your gloss transfer onto his lips teasing at his taste buds.

“Don’t they always?” Nanami asked. He didn’t mean to sound insensitive, she knew it, but his bluntness still stung.

“I mean,” She started, there was an attempt to find her wording but she stopped and deflated. “Yeah.”

“What’s different tonight?”

“I don’t know..” She trailed off, feeling tears well up in her waterline. “Excuse me.”

(Name)’s free hand pushed gently at his chest but Nanami didn’t budge. He saw her mentally checking out— her emotions taking over once again causing her to begin the self destruct process. She pushes at his chest again, if you could even call it a push. It was more of a gentle tap accompanied with a pout and a weak “hmph.” In other words that meant, “Please move, I want to cry.”

“You’re upset.” Nanami states as an observation.

“No,” (Name) pauses and tries to find her composure. “I just won playmate of the year. I’m very happy..” Her voice is cracking. “See? Happy.” She puts on a poor excuse for a genuine smile.

“Then why do you have tears in your eyes?” He asked.

“I dunno,” The answer she gave him was juvenile— something you hear when a child is being asked about something they don’t want to admit or speak about.

“You don’t know or you don’t want to tell me?” Nanami sighs. The tears at her eyes were getting fat and heavy, threatening to spill onto her cheeks at any given moment. (Name) stayed silent at his response looking up at him with a look Nanami would classify as “pitiful.”

“Tell me something,” Nanami pulled out the meticulously folded handkerchief from his breast pocket. “How am I supposed to make you feel better, if you don’t tell me what’s on your mind?” He took the silky cloth up to her waterline and told you to look up with a soft but ushering voice— dabbing her tears away before they messed up the makeup she worked so hard on.

“I heard them talkin’ about me,” She started, her voice was shaky. “Sayin’ I don’t deserve the title and it’s not fair because ‘m sleeping with you.” (Name)

“Do you think that’s true?” He stopped his motions to tilt his head while he looked at her.

“No!” She furrowed her brows upward. “I worked really hard this year.” It was true, she did work hard for the award, but it would be ignorant to say that Nanami’s power and influence in the company didn’t help her at all, because it did. But even without him, she was already well on her way to being promoted up in the company. There were many eyes on her the more and more popular she became with the guests. It seemed like her meeting Nanami was bound to happen one way or another.

“Then why are you shedding tears over it?” He asked.

“My feelings are hurt, Kento!” She stomped her foot down in an act of frustration, the sound of her heel clicking against the marbled floor and echoed down the hallway. He sighed before speaking.

“You care too much of what people think of you.” Nanami’s voice was quite the contrast compared to hers. He was calm, rational and collected while she was on the verge of a tantrum.

“But then again, you’ve always been quite emotional, haven’t you?” A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. It makes her heart skip a beat, she can’t help the warm and tingly feeling spreading throughout her chest.

“Can’t help it, Ken.” She pouted again. “Do I look horrible?”

“Never.” There was no hesitation when he answered.

“You look handsome.” She smiled and brought her hand up to his cheek.

“I know. You’ve told me many times already.” Namami took her hand and brought it up to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on her knuckles.

“I still feel sad.” (Name) said.

“What do you propose we do, angel?” he asked against her skin, his chocolate brown eyes shifting to her (color) ones.

“I wanna be alone with you.” She said,

“Are we not now?” There’s a hint of playfulness in his tone.

“At home.” (Name) wasn’t amused and gave him a deadpan look. She pulls her hand away from him gently.

“Are you suggesting that I leave my event and for you to leave your celebration early?” Nanami asked.

“Please, Kento.” She whined. “Said you wanted to make me feel better, don’t turn on me too.”

“If that’s what you want. Let’s go home.”

After two glasses of wine, (Name) found herself straddling her lover as they sat in the living room. The lights were dimmed giving the space an intimate atmosphere. The alcohol was already taking its effect on (Name). Her body and the apples of her cheeks felt warm and flushed. It was a wine type of drunk, the kind of buzz that left her feeling cozy, relaxed and sensual.

Nanami’s white button down was rolled up to his elbows and undone just enough to expose his chest and the upper part of his abs. His dress pants and boxer briefs were around his ankles, his cock hard in your manicured hand.

“Take your time.” Nanami chided lightly before bringing the glass of red wine up to his lips. His other arm was extended along the frame of the couch while his eyes were focused on how she rubbed the head of his cock between her glistening folds. (Name) sucked her bottom lip between her teeth and bit down lightly at the sensation of his member rubbing against her sensitive clit. She tried again-- lining him up to her hole. (Name)’s weight sunk down slowly, she let out a pained whimper when the tip of his cock entered her. The tip of his cock was barely in and she was already struggling. (Name) rarely rode him, but when she did she always had a bit of trouble leaving Nanami to do all the work.

“‘M trying,” (Name) whimpered and looked up at him. “’s too big.” She sat back on his lap. Her hand stroked at his length as it stood at attention between them.

“You’ve taken it before.” Nanami said, his voice very matter of fact. He swirled the red substance around in the clear glass before bringing it up to his lips once more. His brown eyes never left her own.

“I know,” She whined again. “But it's different when I put it in. Help me, please.” Her brows were knit together and her lips formed a pout. Nanami thought she looked so fucking kissable right now. A little tipsy, but so needy and pretty for him, having such a hard time fitting his fat cock in her tight pussy. She still wore the dress from earlier in the night. The bottom hem of the garment was bunched up over her hips and the silk noodle strap fabric past off her shoulders exposing her pretty tits and pebbled nipples. How could he say no to her? He couldn’t.

Nanami let out a deep sigh, placing his hand on her hip. (Name) bit her lip with a smile and grabbed the glass from his other hand. Instinctively, his other hand found his cock urging her to sit up with a nonverbal tap to her thigh. (Name) did as she was told with a hum. He was too busy to notice that she had been sipping down the rest of the wine left in smooth gulps. The sudden stretch from the intrusion made her audibly choke. Nanami’s head snapped up, looking at her with a hard look. She gulped rather hard and coughed— the red liquid pebbling at her plump lips and some droplets running down her chin. He grabbed the glass from her hands and placed it on the end table beside them then wasted little time placing a firm hand on the back of her neck, pulling her down to capture her lips with his.

Nanami tasted the tart sweetness on her lips as their mouths moved in sync with one another falling deeper and deeper into the sensation of the kiss. (Name)’s body melted onto his, her arms wrapping around his head as her hands found their home in his hair. Nanami guided her to sink down further and further on his cock, not missing how her breath hitched when she stretched around the widest part of his cock. She felt so full— fucking stuffed when she finally bottomed out. (Name) broke away from his lips. Her forehead rested on his as she looked into his warm brown eyes with a blissed out smile on her face

“‘Stretchin’ me out, Nami.” (Name) let out.

“It feels good, doesn’t it?” He gave her a smile.

“Yeah,” She breathed out. “Yeah, ‘feels good.” She nodded against his head as she rolled her weight on his lap.

Soon (Name)’s arms were wrapped tightly around Nanami’s neck, her face buried in his neck while she moaned and fucked herself on his cock. God, it felt good. It felt so fucking good. His cock was so big, it stretched her cunt out perfect every time they fucked. She felt every vein that ran along the length of his cock. The veins and the slight curve of his cock made the drag against her puffy and velvety walls made her feel like she might go insane from the pleasure. (Name) cried out broken sobs into his skin. Her voice was muffled and so incredibly needy— begging for help, crying that she couldn’t do it by herself. Although Nanami thought her pleas sounded gorgeous, he decided to help. He wasn’t going to be so mean tonight, after all, tonight was supposed to be a celebration for her.

Nanami’s hands found their way to her ass, kneading and spreading her cheeks as he pounded up into her sopping cunt. (Name) clung onto him so snuggly while his gaze was fixed over her shoulder. The way her ass jiggled at every impact was mesmerizing, almost trance inducing. He positioned his hips at a new angle and earned a high pitched cry from her. She sat up, her palms rested on his thick pecs as she tried to steady herself from the force of his thrusts.

(Name) could cum right now just by looking at him— his hardened gaze looking up at her with a cherry dusted nose bridge and cheeks. The usual meticulous style in his hair gone and replaced with sex hair and few stray hairs sticking to the thin sheet of sweat coating his forehead. (Name) voice got stuck in her throat at a particularly hard thrust, she was seeing stars.

“K-Ken- Kento!” She struggled to get his name out, fumbling over the syllables.

“What are you calling for, sweet girl?” He asked.

“You-! Need more of you, daddy,” (Name) whined. His balls clenched at the title, suddenly feeling himself on the onset of his high. “You’re already making a mess on my cock,” Nanami tutted. “I can’t possibly give you more, angel. Don’t be so greedy.” He locked his jaw, his voice becoming slightly strained as he got closer to his release.

“‘Wanna cum together, please.” She hiccupped. “‘Wanna make you cum, Kento,”

“Go ahead, angel. Make me cum, make daddy proud.” His composure was slowly starting to crumble right before her. It was subtle, but the way he furrowed his brows and parted his lips let her know that he was close.

(Name) began bouncing on his cock, her tits jiggled with every time he thrusted into her. The sound of skin slapping skin, her moans and his breathy sighs filled the large and luxurious living area. Nanami’s hand slid it’s way along her torso, massaging at her breast before tugging at her pebbled nipple hard. The action makes her mewl, a mischievous smile growing on his lips as she looks down at him.

“Mm, hurt me more, daddy.” (Name) giggled through a moan.

“Be quiet you little minx,” Nanami gave her a slap hard enough to sting. His fingers found their way into her mouth— fingertips hitting the back of her throat triggering her gag reflex. She made her mouth of good use, sucking on his pretty fingers as if it was his cock. Nanami enjoyed the feeling of her warm and slick mouth working up and down his fingers. The knot in his lower stomach was becoming increasingly harder to ignore.

(Name) felt everything even down to the pulsating of his cock. It was fucking addicting. Nanami always fucked her so good to the point where she would drool and would forget even her own name. Fuck, She wanted to cum so, so, bad. She was so close it wasn’t even funny, she wanted nothing more than for him to stuff her pussy full of his cum and leave her leaking. Nanami’s eyebrow twitched and his hips faltered.

“I’m close.” He groaned.

“Fill me up, please, please-” She pleaded with tears pricking at the corners of her eyes when she felt her walls clamp around his cock, her own orgasm blossoming in her lower belly and spreading throughout her entire body in intense and rhythmic waves.

“Christ, I’m cumming.’ He murmured, feeling the knot in his belly uncoil. Nanami’s body froze as he pumped his hot cum inside her pussy. (Name) fell into his chest, her breathing labored as she felt him throb and pulsate against her creamy walls. Her hips still rolled onto his, milking every last drop he could give her. He held her hips firmly into place after a while as the overstimulation became too much for him to enjoy.

She smiled lazily into his neck, her teeth nipping gently at his skin before looking up at him with glassy eyes. Nanami looked as fucked out as he possibly could be: chest heaving, skin glowy, hair messy and yet, he still looked put together. His eyes were shut but he could feel her stare.

“What is it?” He asked.

“Nothing, you're just handsome.” Her gentle hand touched the side of his chiseled cheek making his eyes flutter open.

“You should get ready for bed soon.” Nanami took her hand and kissed it. “You have a shoot early tomorrow.”

“Come shower with me first?” A hopeful smile on (Name)’s lips.

‘If it’ll get you out of my hair, I will.” He looks at her with lidded eyes and a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

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Ghosts We See // ficlet 04: Hips Don’t Lie

When Oikawa Tooru, Crown Prince of Aoba, took up Iwaizumi’s suggestion of taking you to the festival in Seijoh tonight, he had no idea that it would come to this.

You had been distressed as of late with everything going on, and you had always been an easy one to read. You wore your heart on your sleeve, just as Oikawa wears a smiling mask.

Attending the festival had instantly put a bright smile on your face, blindingly so, and Oikawa had found himself seeking out that light as your hand pulled on his arm, weaving your figures through the crowds and the stalls that popped up especially for tonight. Iwaizumi is nearby as always, dressed in regular clothes instead of his gleaming armor that he usually wore as a Blue Knight, following after Oikawa and you to make sure nothing happened to the Crown Prince and that you didn’t drag yourself into danger as you were apt to do. 

Oikawa is careful to keep his own disguise on, one hand frequently pulling down at the beret that shadowed his eyes and steadied his glasses that slid down every time you tugged him forward. 

Oikawa did not know you had it in you to- how did you put it again?- ‘party’ the way you did. He supposed the novelty of experiencing a festival in an alternate world could fill anyone with an abundance of excitement. You tried every single food and candy, and Oikawa is more than happy to try them with you. It has been years since he ate some of these local sweets; his caretaker had been quite strict with his diet growing up, and rarely did he get to enjoy the sweeter foods his own people would often produce and eat.

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